Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"Jian Wu, what do you think?" Guo Xiao asked with a smile.

Liu Jianwu shook his head, and replied: "Master, I don't think this tavern is so magical, I guess I was deceived by Gu Xiaozi again."

"Haha." Guo Xiao laughed, but Jian Wu was right to think so, because he also thought that Gu Qingshan was lying to him.

After all, it is not the first time he has been deceived, there is a precedent, last time he was deceived by Gu Qingshan to go to the desert to eat camel palms, saying that it is the best taste in the world.

"Regardless of whether what he said is true or not, you will know if you try it, and you will settle the score when you meet that kid Gu Qingshan later." Guo Xiao laughed.

After a while, Zhang Ming came over with two jugs of wine. After putting them on the table, Zhang Ming turned his head and went to move the vegetable seedlings.

Seeing this, Guo Xiao didn't care, poured a glass of plum blossom wine into a white porcelain cup, and then took a sip.

The quality of the wine is extremely pure, and it looks even purer against the background of the white porcelain cup. The faint aroma of the wine is tangy, but there is no such pungent smell. There is only a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, as if it came from the sky. .

The plum blossoms enter the stomach, and the refreshing and sweet feeling spreads across the lips and tongue, sliding into the stomach with an intoxicating comfort.

Really good wine, Guo Xiao was a little shocked, this wine is really delicious, I didn't expect that kid Gu Qingshan didn't lie to himself for the first time this time.

Seeing his grandfather's intoxicated look, Jian Wu frowned and shouted, "Master?"

Guo Xiao came back to his senses, he smiled and said: "That kid didn't lie to me this time, it really is heavenly wine, it really is heavenly wine, hahaha."

"Is it really so delicious?" Jian Wu was puzzled, and poured himself a glass, but he was stunned after just a sip.

Seeing that Jian Wu closed his eyes, Guo Xiao didn't bother him, and continued to taste another kind of wine. The fermented glutinous rice was a little cloudy, so the wine was not as good-looking as the previous plum blossom wine, but it had a special flavor.

Guo Xiao tasted the sweet-scented osmanthus fermented glutinous rice wine, he shook his head, and said, "This fermented glutinous rice wine is not as good as plum blossom wine, but it is also unique."

There was a better wine beside it, and the original fine osmanthus fermented glutinous rice immediately lost its color.

Zhang Ming rubbed his shoulders. After moving for a long time, he finally finished moving.

Looking back at the two people in the tavern, the middle-aged man looked at the white porcelain cup in his hand, and the two jugs of wine had already been drunk.

Zhang Ming was a little puzzled, how long did it take to move two jugs of wine by himself?Somewhat soon.

In fact, it wasn't, but Guo Xiao finished drinking Jianwu long ago, and has been relishing the taste of this wine.

Guo Xiao knew the rules, but he still couldn't help asking: "Shopkeeper, can I have another pot."

He is definitely not a drunkard, but this wine is really rare, he wants to drink it with him, wouldn't it be nice to have a few sips when he has nothing to do.

"No, but your friend can." Zhang Ming said.

Guo Xiao was stunned for a moment, he remembered the previous rules, and suddenly understood, yes, this is measured on a per person basis.

"Master, let's have two more pots." Jian Wu said.

Guo Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "I definitely want two pots, but what's wrong with you today? Aren't you a glutton for wine?"

"There is always something special." Jian Wu said with an embarrassed smile.

"Haha." Guo Xiao smiled, then took out another 12 taels of silver and bought two jugs of wine, and the two drank again.

It's a pity that you can only drink it in the tavern. It would be great if you can take it out.

Guo Xiao thought to himself, it was thanks to that guy Gu Qingshan that he could drink such fine wine.

This kid is quite honest and knows how to tell him good things.

Chapter 24: Trouble is coming

Into the night

In the Jianghu Tavern, Zhang Ming was sitting in front of the window, stroking Xiao Qi's forehead with his right hand. It seemed that the night was not quiet at all, and he was always restless.

I really don't have anything to do recently, I'm always alone, I don't even have books I can read instinctively, but I can go to take care of the vegetable garden tomorrow, otherwise it would be a bit boring.

【warn!warn!The realm of the master...]

"No." Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect someone to come so late, and he was a master of the master level. Are the masters in this world so worthless?

Zhang Ming walked down the stairs, and when he was halfway there, he saw the master practitioner.

"Isn't this the old servant during the day?"

Zhang Ming frowned. During the day, he felt that this person was a wicked person, but he didn't expect him to come.

This old servant is Uncle Zhang who is following Jiang Rou's side. I'm afraid the visitor is not kind.

Uncle Zhang looked at the young shopkeeper who came down. He had planned to come over tonight during the day, but he didn't rush forward because of his young lady.

Zhang Ming walked to the counter and said calmly, "If you want to drink, come back tomorrow, it's closing time today."

Uncle Zhang sneered, shook his head and said, "I'm not here to drink, I'm here to buy wine."

Zhang Ming looked up at him, sure enough, this old servant was indeed looking for trouble, it was difficult to do it during the day, and now he came alone at night.

"Buy? You use this word very well. Are you not afraid that your lady will know?" Zhang Ming looked at the old servant coldly. It would be better to say "rob".

"A lady is a lady, and an old man is an old man, that's different." Zhang Bo said.

Zhang Ming nodded, thinking that he agreed with his words, so he smiled and said, "So how do you plan to buy it?"

Zhang Mingben had facial paralysis, and this smile was uglier than crying, but it felt a little weird.

The corner of Uncle Zhang's mouth curled up into a smile, his eyes turned cold, and he said slowly, "I don't want more, ten altars are enough to cure my young lady's illness."

Zhang Ming looked calm, but he was already cursing in his heart.

Ten altars?I'm afraid you're thinking about farting!

Not to mention anything else, Zhang Ming couldn't produce ten jars of wine, and only seven jars were brewed last time.

"Is that so?" Zhang Ming muttered.

This old servant is not bad, and it is understandable to do such a thing for his own lady, but he, Zhang Ming, is not using it to make others happy, the rabbit will bite when it is anxious.

Uncle Zhang raised his eyebrows, took a step forward and said, "My master has always valued peace, and of course I, my old servant, also admire this very much. As long as you bring out the ten jars of wine, I will not make things difficult for you."

"Bring the wine!" Uncle Zhang snorted, and the coercion of the master realm came towards Zhang Ming.

"threaten me?"

Seeing this, Zhang Ming didn't plan to play anymore, this old man was indeed going too far.

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, raised his head, met his deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I'm just a tavern owner, and to be honest, I really don't have much strength, but I don't necessarily... ...you can move me..."

Zhang Bo's pupils shrank sharply, and he secretly said something was wrong.

At the beginning, he felt that there was something wrong with the shopkeeper, but after seeing that he hadn't expressed anything, he thought he was just an ordinary person, but what he said just now clearly showed that the young man had something to rely on.

I'm afraid he's going to fall, no matter what, he has no way out.

Seeing that his expression became tense, he simply acted first.

The five fingers were in the shape of claws, and they grabbed Zhang Ming's head.

Zhang Ming looked at the old man without dodging.

"Zheng."

The three-foot Qingfeng came out of his body, carrying a sharp sword.

Uncle Zhang was startled, and wanted to withdraw his claws, but saw a flash of sword light, and vaguely saw a long sword slashing across his wrist.

"puff."

Uncle Zhang suffered from the pain, he could not let himself scream, blood was streaming from his wrist, and his face was in pain.

His tendon was broken!

"You..." Uncle Zhang raised his head with a ferocious expression, his right hand kept trembling. The sword force just now left him with lingering fear.

Zhang Ming looked at him calmly. There was a long sword hanging beside him. There was not even a drop of blood on it, just because it was too fast.

Uncle Zhang now knew that he hadn't been delusional at all, this young man was really confident, he was a master, and he was probably nothing in front of this young man.

"So, is that what your master taught you?" Zhang Ming sneered.

Uncle Zhang didn't speak, he regretted offending this young man, this young man is really weird.

Zhang Ming looked at him coldly, and the long sword beside him trembled slightly, as if he had heard some order.

With a bang, the three-foot green peak was inserted back into the scabbard on the wall behind the counter.

Zhang Ming said calmly: "You have a tendon in your hand. Go back and find a better doctor. The tavern is closing."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Bo only felt a strong thrust coming from the front.

With a bang, Uncle Zhang flew out of the tavern, landed on the open space outside the tavern, and rolled several times before stopping.

Zhang Bo stretched out his left hand to stabilize his body, a line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the thrust made him feel that his internal organs were all displaced.

"boom."

The door of the tavern was closed, Zhang Bo looked up at this scene in a daze.

"From now on, you are not allowed to step into the tavern." Zhang Ming's voice came from inside the tavern.

Uncle Zhang covered his chest with his left hand, his right hand was still bleeding, he eased his breath, and faced the door of the tavern.

Zhang Bo was frightened, he had never seen such a terrifying person.

He didn't even get a piece of his clothes on, and he was seriously injured. The shopkeeper kindly spared his life, so he wouldn't be ignorant.

That sword was so fast that he, a master practitioner, didn't even have a chance to repent.

The most important thing was that it wasn't sword energy, it was just that the sword force had overwhelmed him and he was a little out of breath.

After slightly stabilizing his injury, Zhang Bo stumbled up from the ground, walking with a limp.

above officialdom

The downcast old servant covered his hands and walked towards Jian'an City.

Now he looked like a beggar, a homeless beggar.

He is not Zhang Bo, he is just an old servant.

Uncle Zhang stopped, turned his head to look at the tavern in the distance, and said softly, "Thank you."

Thank you for not killing me.

…………

Zhang Ming had already gone upstairs. He didn't kill this old servant, but just broke his tendon, which was enough.

"The love between master and servant is deep." Zhang Ming muttered, extinguished the oil lamp beside him, and covered himself with a quilt.

Xiao Qi opened his eyes, jumped down from the window sill in a dazed state, then jumped onto Zhang Ming's bed, found a warm place and climbed down to continue sleeping.

"Xiaoqi, did you not wash your feet?"

"Meow?"

"Next time if you don't wash your feet, I'll throw you to sleep in a rice vat!"

"Meow."

In the darkness, one person and one cat slowly fell asleep.

Chapter 25: The world is far away, no need to meet again

The dense forest looked weird and dark in the night, the birds were startled, and the chirping of insects all around stopped.

"tread."

A strong smell of blood permeated the dense forest, and the treetops were trampled by different people one after another. A chasing battle broke out in the dense forest.

Gu Qingshan held the sword in his left hand, clutching his right arm, with blood gushing out between his fingers, it was obvious that he was injured, the injury was serious, he had to leave quickly.

Gu Qingshan turned his head and took a look, the man in black behind him was still following him, he had to leave quickly.

The strong smell of blood attracted wild beasts in the mountains, but these wild beasts just followed quietly behind, not daring to go forward, as if they knew the danger of this group of people.

The man in black stopped in front of a fork in the road, and the leader of the man in black frowned, commanding: "Your side, those behind follow me."