I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality

Chapter 348 The Drunk Monk

"Two low-level spirit stones?" Ren Zhen repeated in disbelief. The two low-level spirit stones are worth [-] heavenly copper coins, which is enough for an ordinary family to spend for a year!
The waiter's smile remained unchanged, "This must be the first time this guest has dined 'here', right? The prices of the large and small hotels in the camp are similar. If the guest is not satisfied with the food and wine in our hotel, he can find another hotel, but we do not allow food and wine to be served at this hotel. return……"

Ren Zhen glanced at the gray tofu on the table, and the porcelain vases and plates trembled slightly.Although Xiao Er was all smiles, his tone was full of threats.

"Here." Ren Zhen pursed his lips helplessly, took out a mid-level spiritual stone from the ring and handed it to the waiter. This was the share that Fan Xuening gave him when he left in the morning.

Xiao Er happily accepted the Lingshi, and in a blink of an eye, he took the receipts and pieces of money from the counter. "Okay, here's your change, put it away carefully, there are some things with dirty hands and feet..."

Ren Zhen grinned, and put the recovered eight spirit stones into the ring, "Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."

"And..." Ren Zhen stopped the waiter and hesitated: "Can you add another dish..." It would be a waste to eat a dish of tofu with only two spiritual stones!
Xiao Er was taken aback, turned around and brought a plate of sauced beef from the kitchen, with a smile on his lips, not at all unhappy, "Guest officer, take it easy! Call me if you want to add something else!" Not to mention one plate of beef, there are ten plates The price of beef is far less than the price of two spirit stones. The cost of this tavern is not at all above the food and drink...

Ren Zhen picked up a piece of beef and swallowed it with the wine. The aroma filled his lips and teeth, and the wine was soft and mellow in his throat. It was really good meat and good wine. It seemed that the waiter didn't care about the profit.

Swallowing another glass of wine, Ren Zhen did not change his face. A monk would not be as drunk as a mortal when he drank alcohol. He could use spiritual power to expel the alcohol from his body, turning it into steam and coming out of his pores.

The gray tofu slices were covered with honeycomb-like holes and sprinkled with a handful of coriander and green onion. Ren Zhen was a little hesitant to try this plate of gray tofu and decided to observe the others.

Taverns have always been the perfect place to gather intelligence, even if it's about a plate of tofu.

There were not too many people in the tavern, and there were seven or eight seats on the ten tables and stools.Ren Zhen also noticed a staircase. From the outside, the tavern has a second and third floor.To his surprise, nearly half of the people had a plate of gray tofu on the table!

Looking around, he saw that two or three of Yao Pengtian's followers were also in the store that day, smiling and saying something.

Ren Zhen pulled his collar.The three of them sat at the other end of the counter, and the shop was very noisy, probably not paying attention to themselves.There is no gray tofu on their table.

Ren Zhen stared at several people who picked up the gray tofu and swallowed it, their faces remained unchanged during the process, and some even showed a satisfied expression, as if they had eaten some delicacy.

Seeing that the others were not poisoned by tofu, Ren Zhen turned his eyes back to the table and planned to try the signature recommended by the store.He picked up a piece of gray tofu with trembling chopsticks. The soup flowed out of the holes, and the feeling from his fingers was softer than he expected.

Put it in the mouth, the hot and sour aroma spreads between the teeth, the elastic shell fills the lips and tongue, and the sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

"Delicious..." Ren Zhen was surprised to feel the taste in his mouth, picked up two more pieces of gray tofu, and sipped the wine happily.

Just as he was admiring the tofu, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open.

"Boss! Old rules!"

His towering body almost blocked all the sunlight outside the door. His bare upper body was straight and his arms were straight, and his skin was covered in hideous scars. He bent down to avoid the door frame, revealing his iconic bald head.

Che Zhuo.Ren Zhen stopped his chopsticks, and the small shop was immediately filled with manic aura, and everyone felt a cramped pressure.

The shopkeeper who was packing the cups stopped, a trace of distaste flashed across his face, and then he showed a stiff smile, "Okay... Sir, please sit down!"

The customers in the store moved their buttocks almost at the same time, cautiously avoiding Che Zhuo's gaze, and only then did the extremely lively atmosphere drop to freezing point.

"It's time for everyone to drink and eat!" Che Zhuo also realized that the atmosphere in the store was solidified, so he found two chairs and placed them under his buttocks.

The shop owner walked out of the kitchen like a whirlwind, and plates of gray tofu filled the table in front of Che Zhuo in no time, and dropped several wine jars on the ground at the same time.

Che Zhuo grinned, took out a few spirit stones from the ring and threw them to the shop owner, without saying a word, tore off the wine seal, and picked up the wine jar with one hand.

Almost from the jar to the wine, Che Zhuo drank the wine in the jar in one gulp, gurgled a few times, without stopping in his throat, and all went into his stomach.

The owner sighed, and sat back at the counter with a sullen face.Several guests who were near the door stood up on tiptoe, Ren Zhen was confused.

"Hi..." The empty wine jug hit the ground and spun around, Che Zhuo stroked his chest with his hands, and after a hiccup, the shop was full of alcohol.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

Che Zhuo's loud voice was like thunder, the guests who had just got up froze in place, and the leader quietly withdrew half of his foot that had stepped over the threshold.

"Did I affect everyone's elegance?" Che Zhuo slapped the table with a "bang", leaving the tofu plate in a mess.

"No, no..." The guests who left the table smiled half-heartedly, rubbing their hands together fearfully, "It's just that we've finished the drinks... we've finished! We still have things to do, so..."

"What's important in the wilderness!" Che Zhuo laughed loudly, the voice was so loud that Ren Zhen felt that the tables and chairs were trembling, "Come, come! I'll buy my brother a drink! Leave after drinking!"

Like squeezing a chicken, Che Zhuo pulled the person closest to him and unsealed the jar with the other hand in one go. Ignoring the other person's squeaking and struggling sounds, Che Zhuo pushed the wine jar into the person's face.

"Wuuu! Uh..." It's not so much a toast as Che Zhuo took a bath for this man, and poured the wine from the altar head-on, soaking his whole body in an instant, dripping all over the floor.

"Hahahaha!" Che Zhuo emptied the wine jar and laughed loudly, as if he had done the happiest thing in his life, and before the guest who had been drunk could react, he threw him out of the door, "Brother Go slow! Drink next time!"

Ren Zhen looked at this farce with surprised eyes. The person played by Che Zhuo was not weak in strength, and his cultivation level was at the peak of Nascent Soul, but in Che Zhuo's hands he was like a chicken, allowing him to ravage him.

Seeing that their companion was thrown out of the door, the rest of them hurriedly rushed out of the tavern, almost smashing the door.The rest of the customers in the store didn't dare to take a breath, Ren Zhen felt as if he was in the lair of wild beasts, the air was heavy and dangerous.

Che Zhuo ignored the customers who ran out of the door, and threw the empty wine jug aside, avoiding the corner of the table and landing safely, causing the shop owner's eyes to twitch.Then, he picked up the third jar of wine with both hands, and drank it with his head on his back, his throat trembled, and he didn't even spill a drop.

(End of this chapter)