Chapter 722: : Old man

Zu Qianqiu drank a few glasses of wine on his own, and said, "Little girl, not just the kinds of wines you mentioned. I also know that you need rhino horn cups to drink this liquor from outside the customs. Drinking this herbal wine requires Got Gutengbei. Drink this wine, naturally you want a luminous cup. Yulu wine uses a glass cup, as for the Shaoxing champion red, it is a natural ancient porcelain cup."

Zu Qianqiu shook his head and shook his head, chanting one by one like a Confucian student reciting a scripture.

Blue Phoenix was stunned. Ling Huchong was excited. He had been addicted to alcohol for many years, and he never knew that drinking had so much knowledge. He looked excited.

Lan Phoenix stayed for a moment, and then said, "You are talking empty words, so many cups, how can you get together, there are only one or two at most. If you speak big words, who won't?"

"Ah, otherwise, otherwise. Unfortunately, I have these kinds of cups here. The girl will wait a moment, I will go back!" This ancestor Qianqiu finished speaking, but his figure flashed. Has rushed out of the inn.

His figure is extremely fast, his internal skills are good, and his light skills are naturally extremely high.

Seeing him leaving, Lan Fenghuang sneered and said, "Haha, what a big cowhide, you see how he looks like this, how does he look like someone who has money to buy those precious wine utensils?"

"That's not necessarily. I think Mr. Zu is a bit extraordinary!" Lu Yang couldn't help but said.

Lan Fenghuang snorted, obviously not agreeing with Lu Yang's words.

But only a short while later, this ancestor went back and forth, with an extra wooden box hung on his shoulder. He patted the wooden box on the table and opened it to see that there were eight kinds of cups neatly arranged inside.

"Lamb fat white jade cup, emerald cup, rhino horn cup, ancient vine cup, bronze jug cup, luminous cup, glass cup, ancient porcelain cup. It's all here, little girl, this time you are convinced!" Zu Qianqiu A lot of triumphant color.

At this time, the little girl Lan Fenghuang had nothing to say. The pretty eyes widened, but he didn't say a word.

"Wow, senior, you are so amazing, you can make so many cups. It is really admirable and admirable!" Linghu Chong was eye-opening, and said repeatedly.

"Small, silly. Drinking with these eight glasses is naturally different." He said nothing, and turned to look at Lu Yang, "Lu Shaoxia, I wonder if you would like to drink with these eight glasses."

It was unusual for Lu Yang to touch the eight glasses of wine. According to the original plot of the old man, this ancestor Qianqiu stole the old man's life-long Hachimaru and dissolved it in the drink. Although many plots are different in this version, it is estimated that there is not much difference between them.

However, Lu Yang said that his bones were quite tough. Linghu's internal injury has not healed yet, so if he drank it, he would probably benefit from it.

Seeing Lu Yang's refusal, Zu Qianqiu said, "Drinking with these eight glasses requires eight consecutive drinks. Drinking eight consecutive drinks is considered a hero."

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Zu Qianqiu said, taking out the eight cups one by one from the wooden box and placing them side by side on the table. Seeing him wave his palm left and right again, the sleeve was floating just above the mouth of the cup. Somehow, the eight glasses of wine were originally empty, but now they are already full.

"Lu Shaoxia, please!" Zu Qianqiu made a request.

Lu Yang paused, then smiled and said, "Speaking of drinking, if I don't call my good brother Linghu brother, then I can be considered unrighteous. Brother Linghu, why don't you come to drink this? How about the first four cups and the last four cups?"

Zu Qianqiu's expression was a little strange after hearing Lu Yang's words. But when Lu Yang said so, he couldn't say anything. In his opinion, this Suiming Eight Pills is a big tonic, even if the two are evenly divided, the effect is also great, so it is not too opposed.

Linghu rushed to see this glass of wine, and saw that Zu Qianqiu's way of pouring wine was even more unique, and he had long wanted to taste it. At this moment Lu Yang said so, he naturally wouldn't be polite, but he said to Ancestor Qianqiu, "Then thank you ancestors for the wine!"

After Linghu rushed to speak, he couldn't wait to grab the first Guteng Cup and lifted his head. After swallowing, he said bitterly, "It's awful!"

Linghu Chong drank four cups in a row, but also said four times in a row. This is a medicinal wine, so naturally it will not taste like an ordinary drink. Seeing Linghu rushing to drink four glasses, Lu Yang grabbed the glasses and ate the remaining four glasses.

This wine is indeed awful, it tastes bitter and does not have the mellowness of fine wine. It's kind of medicinal. And after drinking this drink, I felt a burst of heat between my stomach and intestines, and my internal strength suddenly surged. It seemed that it was indeed an effective tonic.

"Good, good! Both of them are young heroes. I really admire them! Admire!" Zu Qianqiu couldn't help but laugh when seeing the two drinking drinks.

At this moment, a violent voice suddenly came from outside, and he shouted, "Zu Qianqiu! You **** tortoise! ​​How dare you steal my life-changing Bawan! I want your life!"

This ancestor Qianqiu heard this angry rebuke, his face completely changed, and he kept saying, "It's not good! It's not good! I have found the enemy, I have to withdraw. I have to withdraw!" He said so and turned around. Leaving the inn, it disappeared in an instant. At the same time he swept away eight of his glasses.

As soon as this ancestor Qianqiu left, a fat man jumped in here. The fat man jumped in and said, "Hey, have you ever seen Zu Qianqiu!"

This fat man was really reckless and asked people as soon as he came in. This fat man is fat and short. The head seemed to rest directly on the shoulders, and the neck was barely visible. With a round face and a round torso, the long one is quite fun.

Lu Yang was thinking, but Linghu Chong said, "I said, who are you?"

The fat man gave Linghu a sideways glance and said, "I'm an old man!"

"Old man? You don't seem to be old? Hey, people ask what your name is! Is this old man a name?" Lan Fenghuang couldn't help but smile, and pointed his slender finger at the fat man. Said.

The fat man shouted, "You little girl, so rude! If you talk nonsense, just screw your head off!"..