Half an hour later, Zhao Ming sat on a three-horse carriage, holding the rice wine given to him by the old county order when he was leaving, he poured a sip of it, Zhao Ming suddenly felt that the life was very good now, and he shouldn't think so much, just like traveling, as long as he ate and drank well all the way, it was the best. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The only thing Zhao Ming was dissatisfied with was this speed, and he walked for three days to complete the distance that he could have covered in half a day.

"Whew...... Finally, I saw people again. Zhao Ming looked at the pedestrians in front of him one after another, and couldn't help but feel better again, his rice wine had been used up by himself as early as the day of departure, and he had been supporting the medicinal wine in the gourd for the past two days, which made Zhao Ming feel distressed.

Zhao Ming picked up the horsewhip and pointed at each of the three buttocks in front of him, and the speed of the carriage suddenly went up.

"Haha, get out of the way of the front, don't want to block the way for the poor monk to drink......"

The pedestrians in front of them immediately exploded when they saw Zhao Ming like this, and they all hid to both sides, Zhao Ming looked at the people in front of him and hid over, and added a mark to the butts of the three horses.

Looking at the sound of Zhao Ming rolling away with dust, he scolded all of a sudden, but Zhao Ming didn't care about that, he wanted to find an inn to take a hot bath now, he was too tired these days, the key thing is that he killed so many people a few days ago and hasn't taken a hot bath until now, he always feels the smell of blood on his body.

It didn't take long for Zhao Ming to rush to a small town, and when he saw the bustling crowd in front of him, Zhao Ming lowered the speed of the horse, the reason why he raised the speed to the maximum on the road before was because there were few pedestrians on the road, but now it is different, so many people Zhao Ming didn't dare to drive the carriage like that, his father was not Li Gang, he was not so arrogant.

After entering this, Zhao Ming found a pleasant-looking inn to live in, and he didn't talk about the things in the car, anyway, no one knew what it was, and he found something to block it, and it was tightly sealed, so it shouldn't be stolen here.

Zhao Ming handed over the carriage to the shopkeeper and went in directly to open a room, and the first thing he did was to boil hot water for a bath.

"Ah...... It's so cool, if you don't wash it, it will probably stink......" Zhao Ming shook the hot water with a scoop and poured it directly on his head.

A bath Zhao Ming took half an hour to get dressed and go downstairs, of course, the gourd is not leaving, although this image makes him look strange to those people, but Zhao Ming is also used to it.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot... No, a jar of good wine is the best of yours, and a table of your best dishes, with a little more meat. As he spoke, Zhao Ming picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the table.

The boss also knew that he was a Jianghu man when he saw Zhao Ming's appearance, but he received more Jianghu high-rollers here, and this is the best inn on the border between Dali and Dasong, and the businessmen and heroes who come and go generally live here, so the boss is not stage frightened at all.

"Okay guest, the food will be coming soon, this is the wine you want," said the boss, and brought a jar ......of wine and put it on the table.

"Red sorghum, is there any mistake with the shopkeeper? I want to be your best wine, you give me this?" Zhao Ming looked at the boss suspiciously.

"This is the best, please use the ...... slowly" After speaking, the boss stopped paying attention to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming looked at the boss and said confidently that 'red sorghum' was the best, and he immediately didn't believe in life, he saw his daughter red in the wine rack just now, you actually told me that the red sorghum you made in your store is red?

Zhao Ming stared at the boss with wide eyes, but the boss turned a blind eye and went directly to entertain other guests, Zhao Ming suddenly felt that he was being ignored.

Fortunately, Zhao Ming's temper is good, and he is a person in later generations, his understanding of human rights is different from this world, Zhao Ming still respects others, and does not look down on anyone because of the improvement of strength, if it is a person in this world, even if it is Duan Yu, the jade-faced Xiaosheng is estimated to have to follow the boss's theory.

Zhao Ming didn't bother with the boss, he just picked up the wine jar and drank, originally in modern times, he didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but since he came to this world, after the boss's first drink, Zhao Ming found that he couldn't extricate himself, he couldn't stand it if he didn't drink for a day, Zhao Ming felt that he had a tendency to develop towards Qiao Feng.

"I have to ask the proprietress for more money when I go back, if he hadn't seduced me to drink, I'm still an innocent little virgin now, how can I be seen like this now, I'm a wild monk......" Zhao Ming complained in his heart while drinking the first glass of wine that the proprietress tempted him to drink.

In fact, he didn't know that even if he didn't drink, he would look like a ...... to others Wild monk.

As soon as the dish went up, half of the wine in Zhao Ming's wine jar had been dried up, but this was a small jar, the kind that could be picked up with one hand, and it was estimated that it was only two or three catties.

But even so, they were stunned by the guests in the audience, where had they ever seen such a drinkable guy, but not everyone was like Qiao Feng.

He put down the wine jar and began to eat the food in a big gulp, but this time he was suffocated, and the best thing to eat was the game copied out by his suffocating barbecue technique, and there was still no salt.

Originally, a few days ago, the old man in the old county order wanted to leave him for lunch, but he couldn't eat the hands that he saw that the old man had touched the corpse, so he took it and took a jar of rice wine on the road.

Before everyone could react, a table of dishes was solved by Zhao Ming.

"Whew...... The taste of eating and drinking is just right......" he said, pouring the last bit of wine from the jar in his hand into his mouth.

"Guest... Guest, are you going out?" the shopkeeper crept over surrounded by the shopkeeper.

Zhao Ming's eyes glanced at him, and he didn't embarrass him, just put a piece of broken silver on the table.

The shopkeeper happily took the silver in his hand and ran back.

The boss nodded not far away, grabbed the silver in the shop, and returned to the counter.

Although Zhao Ming didn't care about the eyes of those people, he didn't like so many people looking at him, he felt like a monkey who was performing arts, and he didn't want money.

Zhao Ming picked up the reassuring staff and went back to his room.

But just as Zhao Ming was going up the stairs, a voice came from outside.

"Boss, why are we still here? Could it be that we will not be able to go to Dali this time?" Before I saw anyone, a rough voice sounded in the inn.

Zhao Ming's footsteps upstairs paused, this voice Zhao Ming was very familiar, Zhao Ming turned his head and looked at the door of the inn.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for four people to walk in outside, and the leader was still a lame man.

Zhao Ming could see at a glance that it was the Duan Yanqing he had seen in Tianlong Temple, followed by Ye Erniang, Yue Laosan and Yunzhonghe, who spoke just now without guessing that it was Yue Laosan, the first reason was that his voice was so loud, and, hehe, he would be stupid to ask such a question here.

Duan Yanqing obviously didn't have the idea of discussing this matter here, and sat down directly without saying a word.

But Yue Laosan didn't seem to care at all whether his boss answered his words, and then said: "The boss is really, can we not run to these remote places next time......" Obviously, Yue Laosan was still very impressed by the last time he came here.

Ye Erniang next to her didn't seem to be able to stand it anymore, no longer teasing the baby in her arms, and stretched out her hand to poke Yue Laosan.

But Yue Laosan's elm head didn't understand Ye Erniang's meaning at all, so he turned his head and said to Ye Erniang: "Why are you stabbing me if you have nothing to do? Don't think that you can stab me if you want to stab me if you are in front of me......" Ye Erniang was immediately so angry with this guy that she couldn't say anything, ignored him, and lowered her head to tease the baby in her arms.

Seeing Yue Laosan like this, even Zhao Ming, who was standing on the stairs, was full of black lines on his face, he used to know that this guy had a tendon, but he didn't expect that his tendon was so hard, he couldn't turn at all!