European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 17 This Wine Is Unusual

Li Peijun returned home with this novelty. He has been busy since the morning when the military funds were distributed, and now it is almost dusk.Before Li Peijun left, he also made a scabbard for the new weapon. Now his reward money was basically emptied, and the remaining [-] days will be hard.

"Hey, the money to build this guy is enough for me to buy a few swords to hang all over my body. I hope it will be of great use in actual combat, so don't waste it." Li Peijun checked the hemp rope again to see if it was loose. Then carefully placed the sword on the table.

There was no one in the residence, and Li Peijun thought that Bernard was probably going to buy wine again, so he first leaned on Xiao Tian's chair for a while.Li Peijun recalled that his impression of Bernard was mostly chatter, alcoholic and black-bellied repeater. He always liked to wake himself up in the morning, which sometimes made him feel a little nervous.

"Bruno, what is this on your table? It looks like a crossbow." Li Peijun suddenly heard Bernard's voice, fearing that the guy was messing around, he immediately raised his head and snatched the sword away.

"What kind of crossbow is this? The workmanship is a bit rough. It uses such a thick hemp rope. Why don't you change it to a thin rope with good elasticity?" Bernard didn't understand what Li Peijun was holding and thought it was a crossbow.

Li Peijun took out the weapon again and carefully waved it in front of Bernard, "Look carefully, this is a sword, not a crossbow."

Bernard moved his face closer and looked at it carefully from top to bottom, and found that it was indeed a sword.

"I said Bruno, if the sword is not stable, you can just cast it. Why tie it up with a rope? You will be at a disadvantage in fighting like this. You are like this..."

"I said, Mr. Bernard, don't just repeat those few sentences every time. It's fine to innovate and change other words once in a while. Also, there is nothing wrong with the sword itself. I specially designed it like this." Li Peijun became impatient and interrupted Bernard to continue his thoughts.

"You'll know when there's a fight. It's not certain if there will be a fight. Aren't we just trying to deter them?" Li Peijun put the sword back again.

Bernard smiled innocently, with a mean expression that made Li Peijun feel a little cold and scared.

"Come on, come on, whatever, let's drink." Bernard took out two leather bags from his waist again, which were full of wine, and Bernard kept shaking it again. So that the grape juice inside can be stirred more evenly.

Li Peijun disliked and rejected it, but couldn't bear Bernard's enthusiasm, so he reluctantly took it and took a sip.

"Huh? The wine this time seems to be different from the previous ones." Li Peijun just stuck out his tongue and licked it slightly, not like the light and sticky taste before.

"Bruno, your tongue is quite sharp. This time, some grapes from Provence have been put in the wine cellar. I bought a few grapes and blended them in. How about it? It's not bad."

Bernard boasted proudly to Li Peijun, and took another swig.

"Did you know? I had a dream when I was a child, that is to drink all the wines in Frankland and find out where the wine is the best, hahahaha."

Li Peijun was not as forthright as Bernard, he took a sip like drinking tea.

"Mr. Bernard, you really had many dreams when you were a child. You were a gladiator and a gourmet at the same time. If you really want to realize it, you will not be busy." Li Peijun drank the grain wine with the fragrance of grapes elegantly, followed The rough Bernard is in stark contrast.

"These are hobbies. Doing what you like will not make you feel tired. Also, I said, can you not be so stingy when drinking, and take a small sip every time. The knight should have a big bowl. That's the right thing to do." Bernard held up the leather bag to respect Li Peijun, and then drank it down again.

Li Peijun remembered that he drank expensive red wine before, so of course he couldn't drink it like him, but in return for Mr. Bernard, Li Peijun grabbed the leather bag and drank it all in one gulp.

"I think this bar is better in Bordeaux, but the one in Provence is not bad, so it's just barely enough." Li Peijun drank too fast all of a sudden, and hiccupped from time to time when he was speaking.

Bernard's face was flushed, and he asked curiously where Provence and Bordeaux were, and how far it was from Rouen. Li Peijun also waved his hands drunkenly. He only knew that it was in the south, and he had never been there specifically. The two were teasing each other in a daze again, but they still couldn't hold on to the alcohol. After a while, both of them fell asleep on the table.

(End of this chapter)