Ma Lian has long been aware of Dali's little thoughts.
Dali leaned close to the horse's face and whispered in his ear, causing the horse's face and ears to itch with his breath.
The horse-faced man clasped his ears with his fingers, frowned and shouted, "What, fairy wine?"
Dali looked horrified and quickly covered Ma Lian's mouth. He looked around and saw that no one was looking over, so he was a little relieved.
Dali said: "Please keep your voice down, not everyone deserves to drink the fairy wine."
Ma Lian cooperated and gestured with his hands to silence.
Horse Face whispered: "Is what you just said true?"
Seeing Ma's face, Dali was moved. He immediately raised his head and said proudly, "That's natural. If I lie, I won't be able to marry a wife in this life."
The horse-faced man pretended to be doubtful and nodded, then asked in confusion: "One hundred thousand dollars for a cup of fairy wine. I'm afraid I don't even deserve the taste."
Dali said: "If you hadn't met me, you wouldn't be worthy of your money."
"But you are lucky today. You met me in He. You have enough money to get drunk."
Ma Lian suddenly became very excited and felt very reluctant to go now.
Dali scratched his head in a pretentious manner and said, "Look, if he is an acquaintance from the past, I would naturally take him there without saying a word."
"But the two of us have known each other for less than an hour, and I believe we didn't get it with a few nice words, don't you think?"
Ma Lian thought for a moment and nodded, thinking: What tricks are you going to play on me again?
Ma Lian asked in confusion: "Then I wonder how we can maintain this trust?"
Dali patted his wallet naturally, and Ma Lian immediately understood that he wanted to pay for the toll.
If you don't pay, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a place to drink fake fairy wine.
The horse looked embarrassed and said: "How much do you want?"
Dali said: "It's not much. I think you have more than five thousand Qin and a half. Let's do this. It's not much. Just give me the change."
Ma Lian knew that if he gave it to him readily, it would definitely arouse his suspicion.
Ma looked at the wallet in his hand in embarrassment, and murmured in a low voice: "This is money to buy cloth for my mother-in-law."
Dali looked at the hesitant look on Ma's face, which was very funny, and thought to himself: It's better to be alone, earn your own money and spend your own money. If you have money, drink, but if you don't have money, sleep.
It's not like this fool now, who has so much money and doesn't know how to be cool. He has really wasted his life for so long.
Dali Miss came and reminded Ma Lian again: "If it's too late, the Fairy Hotel will be closed. It's hard to say when it will open."
Ma Lian pretended to be determined and gave the small amount to Dali.
Dali counted a total of three hundred and a half qin, and he felt very happy: he saw that this person usually did not go to the city, and he didn't seem to know much about the concept of prices, so he made a profit today.
When Ma Lian saw Dali turning his back and concentrating on counting the money, as if he was still giggling, Ma Lian also snorted coldly.
He leaned into Dali's ear and shouted, "Are you leaving or not?"
Dali was so frightened that he almost dropped the money in his hand.
Dali frowned and said, "Of course I'm leaving. Let's leave now. You're afraid I might run away."
"Follow up."
With that said, Dali entered the alley with his horse face.
After all, Ma Lian rarely goes shopping, especially in this remote gathering place for vendors.
At first, Ma Lian thought it was very close, so he could arrive quickly, and he even memorized the route as he walked.
But as he twisted and twisted, going deeper and deeper, it became increasingly difficult for Ma Lian to remember.
Simply, Ma Lian picked up a stone and scratched it while walking, making marks.
Dali turned his head and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Ma's face looked nervous, thinking that Dali had noticed that he was here to mark the place. He put his hands behind his back and held the stone in his hand tightly, leaning against the wall, blocking the mark with his body.
Ma Lian pretended to be calm and replied: "What's going on?"
Dali said: "Why do you keep sneaking around the wall?"
Ma Lian's mind turned quickly and he said with a smile: "I haven't drunk the fairy wine before. Naturally, I don't deserve to stand on the same line as Brother Li."
"Since Brother Li has drunk the fairy wine, he is a high-ranking figure. Naturally, he has to walk in front, and I will follow behind."
Dali feels very comfortable being praised by Ma Lian, and feels so comfortable being complimented. No wonder everyone wants to be an official.
Dali glanced at the horse's face, raised his head and said proudly: "In that case, just follow, we are almost there."
Ma Lian snorted in his heart, if the route wasn't complicated, you wouldn't even be qualified to carry my shoes.
Let you be proud for a while longer, and finally make you kneel down and call me grandpa.
With that said, the two of them continued walking forward.
After turning another corner in the alley, Dali stopped and said it.
Ma Lian was already out of breath from walking. Sometimes Ma Lian had to admire Dali. He lived up to his name and had really good physical strength. He also wondered how he could remember such a complicated route.
Ma Lian looked up and saw that it was just an ordinary house. It looked like a small house. Dali walked in first, and Ma Lian quickly followed.
It turns out that there is a cave inside, and several rows of rooms are connected together, making it look like a veritable tavern.
Dali looked at the dull expression on Ma's face and smiled, remembering that Xiao Hei had the same expression before when he came.
Dali and Ma Lian walked in and sat down in a corner. A waiter immediately brought some snacks to them.
Ma Lian thought to himself that although the service was not as good as Boss Wang's restaurant, it could still be ranked high in Xianyang City.
Dali said something to the waiter, who then nodded and left.
After a while, three plates of cold dishes and two plates of stir-fried vegetables were brought out, along with a bottle of wine.
The bottles are exactly the same as those on the market.
Ma Lian was stunned and said: "This, is this a pot of fairy wine?"
Dali smiled and nodded.
Ma Lian lowered his head and said to Dali: "Brother Li, I only have five thousand Qin and a half taels. Not to mention this pot of immortal wine, even this table of stir-fried dishes, even if I sell them, it won't be enough."
Dali smiled and patted his shoulder, and said: "Logically speaking, it is indeed not enough, but I am a regular customer after all. The boss will increase the quantity without increasing the price. Your money is enough."
Ma Lian had a smile on his face, but he was already cursing in his heart: This is trying to defraud all my money. If I brought 10,000 yuan, I would probably get 10,000 yuan of food.
This guy really has a knack for cheating people out of food and drink. Not only did he get a full meal without spending a penny, but the people who treated him to the meal even had to thank him.
Ma Lian couldn't wait to take a mouthful of stir-fried vegetables and almost spat it out when he put it in his mouth. Ma Lian couldn't help but said, "Who the hell is this cook? Does he know how to stir-fry? It's all mushy."
But Dali ate it deliciously. After all, ordinary people couldn't eat stir-fried vegetables. Even if it was mushy, to them it was still a delicious and high-quality dish.
Seeing that Ma Lian had been eating cold vegetables, Dali asked, "Why don't you eat stir-fried vegetables? This is a rare delicacy. You must have never eaten it."
Dali nodded and said, "Brother Li, didn't you notice that this stir-fried dish has a strange smell?"
Dali smiled and said, "You mean this, right?" Dali picked up a piece of vegetable that had turned black.
"This is the essence. Although it tastes bitter and loses its original flavor, the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes."
Ma Lian saw Dali enjoying it for a while, and his stomach turned: What kind of hobby is this? I'm afraid he's going crazy with hunger.
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