"Little brother, I bought a lot of things, come and take a look at me. You might be able to pick up a treasure too. A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, since he was sure that Song Li was the person he was looking for, he looked at how this little guy looked at his appetite.

"No, uncle, I've already bought all the things I want, so come back next time." Song Li shook his hand, and said in his heart that you don't have anything I want in this stall, they are all ordinary wood, and you are sleeping a lot when people are doing business, and I don't know how you support yourself, and you can still eat red, which is also a miracle.

"Little brother, are you looking down on my brother's stall? Although I don't have a thousand-year-old agarwood here, there are still a lot of good goods. Don't underestimate me. The old man said this with a smile.

Song Li was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise how could he know such a rare treasure as thousand-year-old agarwood? Maybe he was just setting up a stall here to cover up, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He doesn't look like a businessman.

"Hehehe, what are you talking about, uncle, where is there any thousand-year-old agarwood. Song Li looked up to the sky and snorted, trying to get away in vain.

"Millennial agarwood, where is the thousand-year-old agarwood?" The stall owner next door suddenly pricked up his ears, for a treasure like a thousand-year-old agarwood, he had only heard the master mention it once, but he had never seen it. If he can get a piece and use it as a treasure of the town stall, he will be able to call for wind and rain in this market.

What he didn't know was that in fact, he was looking at a bunch of thousand-year-old agarwood in front of him just now, but he didn't know the goods, so who was to blame?

"I'm just talking, what are you up to?" The old man glanced at the stall owner next door with dissatisfaction, and he looked down on this kind of businessman who coveted small profits.

The stall owner was glared at by the old man, and he shrank his head in fright, and suddenly did not dare to speak again. Although the old man looked like he was in his twilight years, the invisible momentum exuded from his body made people feel depressed, and the stall owner was glared at by him, and the pores all over his body stood up, and he completely lost the courage to resist, and he didn't even dare to mumble a few times behind his back.

Song Li also felt the amazing momentum on the old man's body, and he was shocked again. As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the court, the middle is hidden in the wild, and the big is hidden in the city. However, Song Li felt that the old man was full of righteousness, and he should not be a bad person, so he was not too afraid in his heart.

"How about the little brother, do you want to come and have a look at my stall?" the old man yelled at the stall owner, turned his head and continued to laugh.

"Uncle, it's almost noon now, it's time to eat. I see that you can close the stall for the time being, how about I invite you to lunch?" Song Li smiled and sent out an invitation. With his IQ, he could naturally see that the old man's real purpose was not to sell him something, but just to find an excuse to talk to him. As for the purpose behind him, it is not known for the time being. Song Li's intuition told him that this old man should have no ill will towards him. Anyway, he has a good impression of this old man, so it doesn't hurt to get acquainted.

"My old man is very picky about eating, and he eats a lot, are you sure you want to invite me to dinner?" The old man felt that this little guy was quite on the road, and knew that he couldn't hide, so he simply took the initiative to invite.

"Since I opened my mouth to invite you to be old, I naturally don't have to worry about this. Are you still afraid that I won't be able to pay for the meal?" Song Li said with a smile.

"In this case, my old man won't talk nonsense with you, I'm in a good mood today, why don't you just go to the restaurant to drink? It's good that there is a 'Drunken Eight Immortals' near here, and my old man likes the thirty-year-old wine in the Drunken Eight Immortals. That taste, take a sip, and the gods are reluctant to leave. ”

"Okay, no problem. Song Li smiled and said, "Uncle, please." ”

The old man stood up lazily, stopped cleaning up the stall, and left here with Song Lishi. The stall owner next door looked at the backs of an old man and a young person, and couldn't help muttering: "The old ones are weirdos, and the little ones are also weirdos." The first time he saw someone, he invited someone to drink wine with the Drunken Eight Immortals, and the expensive wine and food of the Drunken Eight Immortals are well-known in the neighborhood, and who can afford to eat them? There are also old people, who just leave, and they don't even clean up their stalls, and they are not afraid of being robbed, how can there be such a businessman?"

The world is different in everyone's eyes, and in the eyes of this stall owner, he will never understand the actions of these two people. But in the eyes of Song Li and the old man, he felt that his behavior was normal, and it couldn't be more normal.

Song Li and the old man entered the Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant, and the guy who ran the hall saw the sloppy clothes on the old man's body, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and he was about to make a sarcastic remark, when a shiny gold coin was handed to him, and he raised his head to see Song Li's face that seemed to be smiling.

The man quickly pocketed the gold coin, and the expression on his face suddenly changed to a flattering look, and shouted: "Alas, two guest officers, please please inside." Please go to the private seat on the second floor. ”

He nodded and led the way in front, the old man and Song Li glanced at each other, the two of them shook their heads at the same time, and then laughed, causing many diners in the hall to look back. With the identity of Song Li and this old man, he naturally will not be like this kind of subordinate who looks down on people with dog eyes, and they are also due to their professional nature, which is understandable.

After sitting down, the old man shouted unceremoniously: "Man, help us have two jars of thirty-year-old wine, and then a Qinhu drunken chicken, roasted shark fin, braised bear paws, parrot tongue, crystal crab meat and a plate each, and then a roasted whole sheep, the mutton should be tender, as long as there is a little burnt you have to ......change it for me."

The guy suddenly stuck out his tongue, and said in his heart that you are quite good at eating, and I am afraid that this meal will not be less than hundreds of gold coins. Secretly glanced at Song Li, and saw that his smile was undiminished and his expression was as usual, so he was relieved. The guy knows in his heart, don't look at this old guy screaming jubilantly, I'm afraid there are not many big sons on him, and it is this little boy who really pays for it.

Sensing that the guy was looking at him, Song Li waved his hand and ordered, "Just do what the old man says." ”

"Gotcha. The two masters will wait a minute, and they will serve you snacks and food immediately. The man sang and went away without touching the ground.

After a while, the wine and food were all served, and the old man was not polite, and slapped the mud seal of the wine jar with one palm, and the strong aroma of wine suddenly spread in the room, the old man took a deep breath, full of intoxication, and sighed: "My old man has not been so happy for a long time, and he will not return home if he is not drunk today!"

Such a heavy wine jar, he pinched the edge with his two fingers in the middle of the food, lifted it effortlessly, first poured himself a big bowl, and then wanted to pour wine for Song Li, Song Li hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are a senior, how can you let you pour me wine, there is no such rule anywhere." Song Li took the wine jar from his hand and poured himself a bowl. The last time he drank with Long Qiqi, he knew that he drank a lot, so he didn't have any psychological burden on drinking.

"Little brother, I'm happy to be my brother today, come, let's make a bowl first!" The old man took the wine bowl and drank it all, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat, it seemed that he was also a master of the wine country.

"Uncle, I'm also very happy today, if we meet, I'll accompany you to make a bowl!" Song Li also raised his neck and poured down the big bowl of spirits.

"Okay! You have such a pride at a young age, and the future will not be a thing in the pool!" the old man twisted his beard and smiled, his eyes full of approval: "Little brother, if it is convenient, can you tell me your name, who are your parents?"

Song Li lifted the wine jar and filled the wine bowl in front of the two, and said with a smile: "Uncle, since I have the heart to make friends with you, I naturally won't deceive you." The boy's name is Song Li, and his father is Song Xinghai, the king of Ming. ”

The old man shrugged his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the son of Xiao Liuzi, and your sex is not very similar to him." ”

Hearing that the old man called his father the little sixth son, and even knew his father's personality very well, Song Li became even more curious about his identity. Song Li smiled and said, "Yes, my personality is more like my mother." ”

"Yun Lin's girl is not simple, but she has the support of the Yun family behind her. "The old man is more confident in his own inference, no wonder this kid is a senior alchemist at a young age, in addition to his talent, he is also inseparable from Yun Lin's careful teaching. The Yun family is a well-known alchemy family on this continent, this kid is backed by such resources, and he has talent, so it is difficult to grow up in the future.

The old man became more and more sure that he had found the right person, and raised his neck to make another bowl. Song Li also followed suit. After even drinking a few bowls, both of them felt their tongues numb, their faces were hot, and their courage was bigger.

The old man praised: "This drunken Eight Immortals for thirty years is really fucking strong!"

Song Li smiled: "Old man......"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't call me uncle, since I call you little brother, you have to call me old brother, old uncle, I don't like it very much." ”

Song Liwei said: "This is not appropriate, the young and the old are orderly, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, this is etiquette." （http:／／.）。 ”

"Friends are more important than acquaintances. Today I saw you at first sight, little brother, so I am willing to make friends with you. What's the point of losing the joy of getting along with friends on an equal footing if you talk about seniority?" the old man thought to himself, if you talk about seniority, your father will call me grandfather, and you will take advantage of me by calling me uncle.

Song Li is not a pedantic person, listening to the old man say this, coupled with the strength of the wine, he suddenly slapped the table and said with a smile: "What the old brother said is right, he is the real husband who is not informal, and he is reckless!

"That's right, you invited me to eat and drink, I didn't be polite to you, why are you polite to me?" the old man laughed, and another bowl of wine dried up.

Song Li said with a smile: "Brother, you are simply a hero in the wine country, I have lived so much, I have never seen you drink like a hero like drinking water." ”

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