Chapter 1588

The group was obviously different from the northern daomen practitioners. They scolded Zhang Fangtai to throw down the burden and sword. Four or five people moved a small stool to the side of the coal stove to cook.

Unfortunately, two other coal stoves were placed in the corner of the lobby. The four or five practitioners were leaning on the edge of the strong man and baking a stove together.

The red coal gradually warmed the cold limbs of several people because of the heavy snow, and they began to talk to each other.

The four or five practitioners' conversation sounds are not taboo. What they say is the local dialect of their hometown. The dialect of the South has changed beyond recognition. What's more, it's still far north? If anyone can hear it, it's really a fellow townsman.

"My guest! Here comes your wine Wearing thick cotton padded clothes, the shopkeeper carried a jar of hot wine, holding a porcelain bowl, and put it on the stove.

A lot of people in Beidi like to drink by the stove. In the eyes of the shop boy, this strong man, who is nearly two meters tall, is also so heroic.

The wine stopper made of red silk is pulled away, and the strong and warm aroma of wine suddenly rises. It's snowy outside. At this time, if you can drink a bowl of warm liquor by relying on the stove, it's delicious!

The strong man poured a bowl of hot wine on his own. The strong aroma of the wine was so poured that it overflowed and evaporated.

"Gulu!" "Gulu ~" several practitioners around the fire can't help swallowing their saliva. One of them yells at Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, give me a jar of such good wine, too!"

"I'm sorry, my guest. It's called green ant. There's only one jar left in the shop. If you want to drink it, it's a little inferior red silk..."

"you look down on people, right? I look like I can't afford a good drink? " The self-conscious face lost cultivator suddenly stood up and pointed to the apologized little two with an unhappy face.

"Younger martial brother! Are you ashamed to yell here? "

The young man at the head frowned and scolded his younger martial brother. The anger in his words made the younger martial brother shrink his neck and sit down quietly.

"If you don't dislike it, you'll drink with me in the same jar of bar, but you'll have to trouble yourself to get some porcelain bowls!" The strong man with strong face and introverted Spirit gave everyone a heroic smile.

"The Taoist brothers in Beidi are really heroic. On the contrary, we are small family!" The young man at the head stood up politely and bowed to the strong man.

The strong man didn't care and waved his hand. "It's fate to meet him in a pub on this snowy day. Don't say these proverbs, just drink together!"

"Ha ha ha, big brother has a real disposition!" The young man arched his hand with a smile. He felt a little more fond of the man in his heart. Several practitioners around the stove also arched their hands with a smile to thank him.

However, half a quarter of an hour later, two people who had not known each other before, with the liquor coming into their throat and the food and wine coming down, jokes from all over the world poured in, and the laughter rang out from the wine table.

"Come on, come on! Let's have a toast to brother Zhang Nan. He killed more than a dozen captains and even three captains. Brother Zhang Nan is really a hero! "

"No, no!" Some slightly drunk Zhang Nan modestly waved his hand and said to himself, "where can I be called a hero? Now it's just a sick tiger running away in confusion!"