When the young man squatted down when Princess Danyang squatted down, he immediately took a big step back vigilantly and distanced himself from her.
"It doesn't matter who I am? Aren't you looking for Mr. Tian for the drink money?"
Perhaps it was Danyang's smile that conveyed enough friendliness and kindness. When the young man spoke again, the hostility in his vigilance was obviously much less.
Danyang shook his head and clarified:
"Of course not, we came to this old gentleman for help."
When the young man heard this, he glanced at the debris of the door panel on the ground, and then looked back at Danyang and the two of them.
Danyang looked at the young man's clear, arrogant eyes because he was too thin, and it was difficult to maintain a smile for a while.
"Well, there is some misunderstanding here."
Fortunately, although the young man obviously didn't believe it, he didn't worry too much.
"Since you are not the owner or wife of a wine shop somewhere, there is no need to stay here any longer."
Looking at the proficiency in speaking, it seems that no matter what kind of reason he hears, as long as it is not the kind he is familiar with, he can answer straight to the point.
Danyang raised his head and listened intently for a moment. He heard the thunderous snoring coming from the thatched house not far away. He smiled helplessly, nodded and said:
"It seems that what you said makes some sense."
Judging from this state, if the person in the room is really Xu Qing, then no matter what we talk about, we have to wait until he sobers up in at least two days.
When the young man gave this answer, Han Qinglan subconsciously looked down at her own clothes, and then glanced at the clothes Princess Danyang was wearing today, which must be deliberately low-key.
But even if he and this girl deliberately wanted to be invisible to everyone, they didn't look like the shopkeepers of a teahouse or a restaurant, right?
Listening to the boy's tone of voice, do you think they are a couple? How do you see it!
At this time, when the young man saw that Danyang and Han Qinglan had no intention of threatening Mr. Tian, he walked up to Han Qinglan, stretched out his hand, and said frankly:
"Thank you, give it to me."
When Han Qinglan heard this, she raised her eyebrows. After a pause, she happily handed the wine jar to the young man.
Things should be returned to their original owners. Besides, although the wine was very fragrant, he was not addicted to alcohol, and secondly, he did not want to carry such a burden all the time.
But who would have expected that Danyang, just when the young man was about to raise his hand to take over the drinker's hand, stepped over and stood between the two of them. He instantly grabbed the boy's hand and slapped it between his own hands with a "slap".
"I, uh, we bought your wine!"
Danyang originally planned to say that he bought it, but he did not want to take over the heavy jar again. As the words rolled on the tip of my tongue, "I" reluctantly changed to "we".
The young man was startled, and his whole body became tense instantly. He took a few steps back before stopping.
With such agile and swift movements, Danyang didn't even have time to see clearly, and the person was already three feet away.
When Han Qinglan saw this, a flash of appreciation flashed in her eyes, followed by regret.
What a pity.
If such a good martial artist continues to be starved for food, I am afraid that the foundation of his body will be damaged.
No matter how talented you are, if you can't maintain your physical strength, what else can you do?
Danyang was actually startled by the young man's reaction, and when he realized that his sudden actions caused the current situation. She immediately raised her hands in a harmless gesture, and smiled apologetically at the young man:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
The boy's retreat was completely an instinctive reaction. When he stood still, he actually realized that the girl in front of him was not hostile, and even the man beside him was not hostile.
Therefore, while paying attention to the girl's actions and words, he secretly grasped the angular but obviously non-threatening hard object in his palm.
Remember when the girl suddenly appeared in front of him, she was saying that she wanted to buy him a free bar?
The young man who recalled this felt even more strange.
How could this thing, whose shape he had identified in his palm, buy a jar of good wine?
It was obviously just a melon seed, not very plump and a little shriveled!
Out of curiosity, the young man confirmed that the two of them had no intention of harming him. Then he stretched out his clenched fist in front of his eyes, spread it out and flattened it.
He wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of melon seeds could be so valuable. Of course, it was also confirmation that this girl was not just messing around with him.
But this glance made the young man completely stupid on the spot.
It turned out that the melon seeds that made him feel irritated and thought they were dried by the wind were actually shiny silver!
Although the young man has never used or even touched silver. But he has never eaten pork, and he has seen pigs running away.
Someone in the wine shop would pay the bill with scraps of silver and throw them on the messy table with cups and plates, waiting for the waiter to come forward and collect them.
It is true that he is not qualified to collect cash, but the hard work of cleaning up the leftovers and carrying plates and bowls has to be done by a little help like him.
Therefore, the money he saw was not too small.
Therefore, with just one glance, the young man knew that the silver melon seeds he was holding in his hand were the finest snowflake silver.
And because the silver was so beautiful, even though he had only seen it once, a few years ago, he still remembered it clearly.
At that time, the whole wine shop was shocked by the five-tael ingot of snowflake silver that was given during the checkout in the evening. Everyone in the front and back yard who could spare their hands rushed to see it.
The shopkeeper also said at the time that he would make a lot of money this time. If you send such pure snowflake silver to a gold shop, you can exchange it for more than seventy taels of silver on the market.
And this is the one in his hand right now. Regardless of the lifelike appearance and exquisite workmanship, we can only judge it based on its fineness. This little thing with no noticeable weight can probably be exchanged for a dime and a half of broken silver, right?
When Danyang saw the young man staring at the silver melon seeds, he thought for a moment that the quality of the wine he was transporting was too good and the money was not enough.
Although she had been a housekeeper for a long time in her previous life, she could only work like a cow or a horse, but she had no dignity or momentum in the house.
Therefore, when it comes to money, she only cares about her books at most. In addition, there are few opportunities, and they are even less willing to leave the house. Naturally, I don't know much about the prices of things in restaurants and restaurants on the market.
Danyang looked at the young man's increasingly complicated expression and immediately decided that he was short of money.
"Well, this little brother. If you don't have enough money, just ask. I, uh, we will never take your wine by force..."
But before she could finish her words, the young man grinned, almost smiled miserably, and said:
"Why is there not enough? Just this one is probably enough to buy ten jars of chrysanthemum brew, plus seven or eight for me, right?"
Danyang was stunned when he heard this, and felt a pain in his chest at the young boy's sad smile.
She subconsciously glanced at the thatched house where the snoring was loud, and when her eyes turned back to the young man again, she suddenly pursed her lips with a smile.
"In that case, I will use this silver melon seed to buy you and this jar of wine!"
