"I long for the beginning of the universe, and look forward to the passing of winter and summer. What night will it be? Ask me where I came from."
Sitting in front of the window, Jing Zhou watched the people coming and going downstairs. With the shouts in his ears, he sighed at the impermanence of the world. He never thought that one day, he would find himself in this strange yet familiar world.
Fortunately, he was alone and had no worries.
As we all know, anyone who becomes a great weapon and has boundless magical power must first kill his brothers and sisters, sacrifice his relatives and friends, and leave him alone!
Touching the broken jade on his neck that had followed him through time, Jingzhou smiled.
This smile almost made several young ladies on the opposite floor lose control and throw away their souls. One of them even said, "Enemies, sweethearts~"
"Sir, the old daughter Hong you wanted is here."
"Haha, well done! I have a bucket of wine. If I don't get drunk, what else can I ask for? I hope you keep drinking and don't make anyone grow old!"
The waiter held a jar of wine and brought it up with a smile on his face.
Judging from the appearance of the young man in front of him, he must be a young man from a wealthy family.
This kind of romantic person is not short of money. Maybe if he is lucky, he can give himself a big reward.
In their line of work, what matters is a good eye, and if you serve the nobles well, the rewards you receive may be more than your monthly salary. This is his experience as a waiter for many years.
"Well, go down, don't look for the extra ones, I'll reward you."
Jingzhou casually took out a piece of silver from the purse at his waist and threw it to the waiter.
He didn't feel bad at all for the reward of a piece of silver. A hero must act like a hero!
As for how Jingzhou got his money, of course he robbed the rich and gave to the poor.
In the world, people who are unkind for the sake of wealth will always be the kind of people who "give charity and help the poor". Naturally, Jingzhou will not feel any guilt about this elegant thing of stepping on the moon and leaving fragrance.
There is absolutely no reason not to do it by robbing others of their wealth and helping your own poverty, killing two birds with one stone.
"Well, I haven't been to Lao Wang's house in the east of the city. I don't have much money left in my bag. I might as well go to Lao Wang's house tonight."
"Old Liutou over there is already in his sixties or seventies. He also has a concubine in his seventh house. I guess he is not short of money. The master will have to make arrangements for him the day after tomorrow."
This "act of justice" went through Jing Zhou's mind in an instant.
The waiter grinned, his teeth showing when he saw the money. He caught the money with a silly smile and kept saying thank you.
After deducting the wine money, there was still a lot of silver left over, enough for him to save for a long time.
You must know that ordinary people use copper coins. Silver is rare in the market, so its value is naturally much higher than copper coins.
This kind of noble man is really generous! It's not in vain that he devoted all his strength to serve.
The Ergouzi next door looked down upon him as a waiter, but how did he know that not everyone could do this?
You can see in all directions and listen in all directions, but you don’t have any real skills. How dare you be a waiter?
Jingzhou uncovered the silk seal on the wine jar and poured himself a small glass.
"Pouring the strongest wine in the world, lying in the towering tall buildings of Chang'an", fighting wine and reciting poems, being romantic and suave, who doesn't yearn for it?
Now that he had this opportunity, of course he wanted to experience it.
Ner Hong is originally a rice wine made from glutinous rice. It is said that the wine contains six flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, fresh and astringent, with a thick, pure and fresh taste and endless aftertaste.
A glass of wine in your throat reminds you of all the flavors of life. Now he has tasted the number one wine in the martial arts world.
Probably because he watched too many TV series in his previous life, he always had the plot of Nvronghong in his heart, but now he drank Xiaoao, Nervhong, Bamboo Leaves Green, and he tried all the wines in the world.
"Tsk tsk, the taste of this aged daughter's red is just that."
As for ordering this drink, I just saw that literati or heroes would like to drink a few sips of daughter's red.
In this martial arts world, if you don't try this famous wine, you will really regret your experience.
I just don’t know what Yan Chunjun’s famous Guanghan light feels like. . .
"Baby, you have such a arrogant tone. You look down on such a fine wine. Could it be that what I drank before was just water?"
"Yes, Brother Chen is right. What kind of knowledge can a child like this who doesn't even have full hair have?"
"Let me see, maybe this guy comes from some country. I don't know. Who doesn't know that the wine in this shop is famous for hundreds of miles away, let alone the old daughter's red wine!"
Five people came up from downstairs. The leader was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was dressed in brocade clothes and had a sword hanging on his waist. He was followed by four men in green clothes, each with a sword hanging on his waist and carrying a pheasant and rabbit in his hand.
The person who spoke last stood at the back of the team and did not see what Jing Zhou was wearing. Otherwise, just seeing this purple Chenyi made of fine silk from Suzhou, I would never have said such a thing.
There are dark golden lotus flowers on the purple robe, and a white jade pendant for boating in the distant mountains hangs around his waist. If he holds a folding fan in his hand, people will definitely sigh: "What a charming and elegant young master."
"Brother, please don't blame me. I'm Lin Pingzhi of Fuwei Escorts. The several escort chiefs just said rude things to me. I still hope Haihan."
Lin Pingzhi went upstairs and saw Jing Zhou, and felt that the life in front of him was so beautiful.
He secretly looked at the man, fearing that the man would be angry because of what some of the escort chiefs said.
Seeing the smile on the man's face, Lin Pingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sighed that this noble young man was a handsome gentleman and had a broad mind.
Jingzhou looked along the sound and happened to meet the eyes of those people. He was not annoyed. He raised his glass and smiled at them, and then said: "Some people like bamboo leaves green, some people like daughter red, but I only love peach blossoms." , it doesn’t matter.”
Lin Pingzhi immediately thought: "Whose young master is this?"
He just felt that the young man in front of him was elegant and elegant, and his behavior was indescribably chic.
In the past, many people praised his appearance, but in terms of appearance, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but feel that he was slightly inferior.
Moreover, the noble young master has an aura that he cannot describe, and this is exactly what he does not possess.
Usually he is surrounded by some bodyguards. Although these people are respectful to him, some are for money and some are for power, which is always a bit different. When meeting such a person, Lin Pingzhi can't help but want to get in touch with him more.
Hearing Jing Zhou's words, he said, "Brother, can I sit at your table?"
Jing Zhou smiled slightly.
His feelings for this tragic young man are complicated. Looking at the entire martial arts world, there should be no one more miserable than Lin Pingzhi.
It would be fine to say that a person who has done all kinds of evil has a miserable life, but a young man who has just entered the world and has a narrow mind encounters a sudden misfortune, which can't help but make people feel a little more sympathetic.
Several escorts were rough people, and they couldn't stand such unpleasant people, so they couldn't help but feel that this young man was unkind.
Damn it, are you going to let their young escort head sit down or not?
Not many people were allowed to think for a moment, only to hear the man say gently:
"If you want to sit down, just sit down..."
