"No, the poor monk is a monk, so how can he drink?" When he said this, Wang San's face did not blush and his heart did not beat, as if he was really a monk who obeyed the rules. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wan Chun frowned, he was a smart man, and he didn't ask Wang San why he wanted wine, he opened his mouth and said, "Master, you wait a while, Wan will go and fetch you wine." With that, he opened the door and exited the Accord.

It didn't take long for Wan Chun to come back with a jar of wine, looking reluctant, as if what he was holding in his hand was not wine, but a rare treasure.

If Zhang Yuanwai was here, he would definitely exclaim when he saw this jar of wine.

But Wang San is different, he doesn't know how to drink, and he thought that Wan Chun was slamming the door, and said in his heart: "It's so small, it's inevitable that it will be cold!"

At this time, Wan Chun walked to Wang San, and then, he handed the wine jar in his hand to Wang San, perhaps because he saw Wang San's strange appearance, and then solemnly introduced: "Master, don't look at this jar of wine, it is the treasure of Wanchun Building's town store, a hundred years of flower carving, and the daughter is red!"

Although Wang San didn't know what Huadiao was, the longer the wine was left aside, the more mellow the taste, the more fragrant the gas, and the higher the value!

He still knows this.

Moreover, Wan Chun also mentioned the word "one hundred years", not to mention anything else, these two words alone are enough to prove the preciousness of this altar of flower carving wine.

"How much is this jar of wine worth?" asked Wang San tentatively.

"Two hundred taels of silver for a jar!"

"I'll go, two hundred taels of silver!" Wang San went down the mountain to buy food this time, and only brought a total of two hundred taels of silver tickets, and the small jar of wine in front of him cost two hundred taels of silver, and he didn't know what to say.

However, such a precious jar of wine, Wang San believed that the ghost elder would definitely like it.

But such a precious wine, Wan Chun said that he would send it, which made Wang San puzzled, thinking, "Is the other party just because he admires him? Or is there a relationship between Zhang Yuanwai?"

But no matter what Wanchun is for, this jar of wine, Wang San is going to decide, and he wrote down this love.

"Lord Wan, this poor monk has accepted it. "Wang San wanted to ask for another jar, but this wine was too precious to make 'aphrodisiac wine', so he asked, "Master Wan, are there any other wines?"

Next, Wan Chun introduced all the wines here.

After Wang San heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Master Wan, give me ten more altars for the sixteen-year-old daughter!"

Although it is only a sixteen-year-old daughter Hong, but ten altars down, it also costs one hundred taels of silver, which is not a small amount for Wang San, so he said: "The remaining ten jars of wine money, first on credit......"

"On credit?" Wan Chun's mouth twitched slightly, for the first time in so many years, it was the first time he heard it, and a strange thought suddenly popped up in his heart, "This little monk seems to be a little unreliable!"

But Wang San easily dodged Qianchun's kick, which he had seen with his own eyes, and although he felt strange in his heart, he still said: "How can you collect the master's money? ”

"No!" Wang San waved his hand and resolutely refused: "Lord Wan Shi has given the poor monk an altar of hundred-year-old flower carvings, and the rest of the wine money, the poor monk must give, not only to give, tomorrow, tomorrow the poor monk will bring it to Lord Wan." ”

Wan Chun saw that Wang San was so insistent, so he said: "Since the master is so insistent, then follow what the master said." ”

When Wang San heard this, he was dumbfounded, and said in his heart: "Why don't you play cards according to the routine? I just said that you can say yes, this is also called persistence?" Just now, I persuaded him many times to eat vegetables in the future, but I didn't persuade him at this time.

The most important thing is that Wang San also promised to give money tomorrow, he really wanted to cry without tears!

With complicated feelings, he greeted Wan Chun for a while, and it was not early to see the sky, so he said goodbye.

When leaving, he asked for another cart and asked Qing Yise to push the wine and medicinal herbs back to Zhang's house, put them in his room for the time being, and wait for him to come back.

After explaining all this, Wang San carried sixteen taels of silver and a copper coin, and walked towards the direction of Lichun Courtyard in the night.