"Hong! Lao! Six!!"
An angry roar came from outside a brewery somewhere in Changcheng.
Yang Dong chased him all the way and finally forced Hong Laoliu into a corner.
Gazing across Hong Laoliu's empty wine gourd, the smile on Yang Dong's face became even colder.
"Tell me, how does this Immortal Drunk taste?"
Hearing him mention Immortal Zui, a look of nostalgia immediately appeared on Hong Laoliu's face.
He pursed his lips and said with a thoughtful look on his face:
"It's wonderful! It's really wonderful!"
"If I could have this immortal drunken companion every day, I would have nothing more to ask for in this life!"
"Go and have your spring and autumn dreams!"
Yang Dong snorted coldly and immediately extended his palm towards Hong Laoliu.
"This immortal is drunk. Not to mention the complicated brewing process, it also consumes ordinary alcohol."
"Basically, it takes seven to eight kilograms of alcohol on the market to extract one kilogram of Immortal Drunk."
"According to the market price, ten taels of silver is not too much for me to charge you, right?"
"It actually costs ten taels of silver, why don't you go and grab it!?"
Hong Laoliu immediately opened his eyes wide and glared at Yang Dong fiercely in his rough clothes.
"Boy, you didn't mean to speak loudly to me, did you?"
Yang Dongpi said with a smile:
"If Senior Hong thinks the price is too expensive, then this drink is just for me."
Upon hearing this, a look of relief immediately appeared on Hong Laoliu's face.
"A child can be taught, this is..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Dong said again:
"It's just that from now on, Senior Hong should not think about tasting Immortal Drunk again."
"After all, even seniors can't afford such precious wine."
Upon hearing this, Hong Laoliu's face turned green with anger.
"You brat, who are you trying to bully? It's just ten taels of silver. I'll give it to you."
Hong Laoliu seemed to have accepted his fate and took out a crumpled banknote from his arms with a look of reluctance.
After thinking about it, he took out another one.
"Here you go, I never owe a debt when I drink. Also, give me another pot of immortal wine!"
"Okay, senior Hong, please wait a moment!"
Yang Dong immediately cupped his hands, and his whole person seemed to be a completely different person.
After collecting the money neatly, he ordered someone to give Hong Laoliu a gourd full of immortal drunkenness.
Such a scene immediately attracted the surrounding melon-eaters to marvel.
What kind of nectar and jade liquid was this immortal drunkenness that actually made the old man so reluctant to part with it.
But... ten taels of silver per pot is too expensive!
Just when they thought the matter was over and were about to leave.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground at the door of the wine shop.
Immediately afterwards, a strong aroma of wine quickly spread on the street.
The melon-eaters who had just been watching the excitement immediately turned around and looked at the door of the wine shop.
This is... the immortal is drunk?
Such a strong aroma of wine, it is worthy of the name of Immortal Drunkenness.
It would be great if I could have a taste, but the price...oh, I really can't afford it!
Many people shook their heads frequently, with regret on their faces.
But among these people who eat melons, they are not just ordinary people.
At this moment, a wealthy man with a plump figure wearing a broad robe winked at the servant next to him.
The servant immediately understood and shouted loudly in the direction of the brewing shop:
"Xiao Er, give my adults a pot of Immortal Drunk to try too!"
The waiter in the wine shop responded. After taking the banknote, he respectfully handed over a wine gourd.
The rich man couldn't wait to remove the cork from the bottle.
The next moment, a strong aroma of wine filled his nostrils.
So intense! It smells so good!
It is worthy of being called Immortal Drunk.
The rich man picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
The strong and hot wine instantly filled his throat.
"Ahem!"
The rich man coughed slightly, and the smell of alcohol appeared on his plump cheeks.
Even though he is a senior old man, he has tasted countless kinds of fine wines in the world.
But such a strong and fragrant wine was something he had never tasted in his life!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He shouted three "good" words in succession, and then spit out a hot smell of alcohol from his mouth.
"Store, go get ten jugs of wine for me. I want to take them back to my house."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people around him changed.
Ten jugs of wine, that's one hundred taels of silver.
One hundred taels of silver is enough for a family of five to eat for several years.
Is this rich man crazy?
It's just a drink, is it really worth spending a fortune?
However, Yang Dong did not send anyone to serve the wine, but instead bowed his hand to the rich man from a distance.
"This distinguished guest, I'm very sorry. The purchase of Immortal Drunk in our store is limited. Each person can only buy one pot per day. There is a limit of thirty pots per day, first come first served."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present changed again.
They really didn't understand why this store didn't make much money but seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble.
The rich man looked calm and did not speak immediately.
But his servants couldn't sit still.
The servant glared at Yang Dong fiercely and threatened:
"Bold! Do you know who you are talking to?"
"Let me tell you, my master buys your wine because he thinks highly of you!"
"Those who know better will move the immortals and drunken people out immediately. If not, watch out for your shop!"
After hearing the other party's threat, Yang Dong's smile did not change.
He just raised his hand slightly, and the next moment, a group of elite soldiers wearing armor rushed out from both sides of the wine shop.
Although there were only ten people in total, the evil aura on their bodies could not be concealed.
There is no doubt that these soldiers have been on the battlefield and seen blood.
The rich man frowned slightly when he saw this.
It is not easy for the boss behind the brewing shop to recruit such elite soldiers as bodyguards!
At least, it's an existence that he can't afford to offend.
Thinking of this, he slapped the servant in the face with his backhand.
Looking at the confused servant, the rich man said coldly:
"You bastard, you haven't remembered a single word of the rules I tell you every day."
"Why don't you quickly apologize to this shop owner?"
The servant is not a fool, otherwise he would not be a close associate of the rich man.
He bowed his head and knelt down without saying a word.
"This shopkeeper, a villain has limited eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai. I ask you, sir, to have a lot of knowledge and don't be as knowledgeable as a villain."
Yang Dong smiled generously, raised his hand and withdrew the guards from the wine shop.
“When you enter the store, you are a customer, you don’t have to be.”
Then, he bowed his hand to the rich man again,
"My guest, you have brought five people with you this time, but you want four more pots of Immortal Drunk?"
"Of course!"
…
All morning long,
The only guest who came to the door was a wealthy man.
Hong Laoliu happily counted the twenty-five taels of silver in his hand again and said:
"Boy, if you have such an idea to deceive people again in the future, don't forget me!"
"But...are there really any fools who would be so eager for such expensive immortal drunkenness?"
