Lu Sui stood up, perhaps knowing the temperament of her friend next to her. When she stood up, she held Ren Longcong's hand, not giving her a chance to sit there and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Lu Sui smiled and said, "I have met Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Fairy Lu, just call me the second shopkeeper."

Lu Sui smiled slightly, as if she had something to say but didn't.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I will also call you Miss Lu."

Zhang Jiazhen, who was helping out at the wine shop, had already arrived, bringing only a wine bowl but no wine.

Lu Sui helped Chen Pingan pour a bowl of wine and raised the bowl. Chen Pingan raised the bowl. The two parties did not touch the bowl, but drank the wine in each bowl.

Ren Longcong also took a sip of wine, that's all, and then sat back on the bench with Lu Sui.

Bai Shou held chopsticks in both hands and stirred a large amount of Yangchun noodles without eating them. He was amazed and then looked sideways at the man named Liu. Did he learn it? Did he learn it? This is the ability of my brother. It is full of knowledge. Of course.

Fairy Lu is also very smart and decent. Baishou even thinks that Lu Sui would be a good match if she likes this good man Chen. She went to like Liu Sui, but a fairy flower was left in the vegetable garden, and the valley orchid was moved to the pig pen.

Beside, no matter how you look at it, it's inappropriate. Just as soon as he had this idea, Bai Shou dropped his chopsticks, clasped his hands together, with a solemn face, and muttered something in his heart, Sister Ning, I was wrong, I was wrong, Lu Sui is not worthy of Chen Pingan,

Not worthy of Chen Pingan.

Ren Longcong and Lu Sui were watching the battle at the end of the street before, and then met Qi Jinglong and Bai Shou. Both parties had carefully watched the fight between Chen Pingan and Yu Xuanfu. If it hadn't been for Chen Pingan's last words, "Speak harshly.

"You need to have a big fist", Ren Longcong would not even come to the shop to drink.

Ren Longcong actually accepts people like Qi Jinglong who are cultivators and righteous people. His impression of Chen Pingan, who is sitting at the same wine table at this moment, is really mediocre. It's not that he looks down on Chen Pingan for selling wine, seals and folding fans. In fact,

In the book, Ren Longcong once went down a mountain for training, and was surrounded by dangers. All her elders and peers died. She lived alone in the rivers and lakes, and lived a very hard life. Instead of being disgusted by the old tables and stools in the wine shop, she felt a little nostalgic for those days.

During those torturous years, Chen Pingan always had a feeling that made Ren Longcong feel awkward. He couldn't explain the reason. Maybe Chen Pingan was too similar to the people from the Sword Qi Great Wall, but not like Haoran.

The aura of cultivators in the world may be that there are so many sword cultivators from different camps and different realms who are watching the battle, and they are all very rude to the second shopkeeper. But that kind of rudeness is something that Ren Longcong herself and many of her teachers cannot even imagine.

The scene may even be a strange atmosphere where you know you are not getting what you want.

It can only be said that Ren Longcong has no objection to Chen Ping'an, but he doesn't want to be friends.

After all, the Chen Pingan in my mind at the beginning, the young man who could make the land dragon Liu Jinglong regard him as a close friend, should also be personable and full of fairy spirit.

It's a pity that the second shopkeeper in front of him, except that his clothes are quite consistent with the impression, the rest of his words and deeds greatly disappoint Ren Longcong.

As for how Chen Ping'an viewed her Ren Longcong, she didn't care at all.

In fact, there was enough space at the wine table, but Lu Sui and Ren Longcong still sat together, as if women with a close relationship were like this. Qi Jinglong didn't think too much about this matter, and Chen Pingan couldn't figure it out.

First of all, I feel great. Every time I go out, I can have the opportunity to see one or two more beautiful sisters.

Lu Sui talked about some topics about Yu Xuanfu, and they all had good things to say about the female martial artist.

Chen Pingan listened to everything one by one and did not take it seriously.

First, even if Lu Sui's words were spread to the other side of the city, they would still not offend Yu Xuanfu and Kuxia Sword Immortal.

Secondly, the better Yu Xuanfu's martial arts talent is and his good character, then Chen Ping'an, who can win the first round without even throwing a punch, will naturally be better.

Third, what Lu Sui said is mixed with some intentional or unintentional secrets. The news about Chunbanzhai will certainly not be spread out of thin air. It is obvious that as Qi Jinglong’s friends, Lu Sui prefers Chen Ping’an to win the second game.

Ren Longcong didn't like to hear this. She paid more attention to the sword cultivators who were drinking. This was the wine shop of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so she couldn't tell who was at a higher level.

But in the vast world of my hometown, even in Luzhou, Beiju, where the customs and customs are closest to the Great Wall of Jianqi, whether you are drinking at the table or gathering to discuss matters, your status and realm can be known at a glance.

It turned out that this shop was good, business was so good, there were not enough wine tables and benches, and there were still people who were willing to squat on the roadside to drink. However, Ren Longcong found that among the swordsmen who seemed to be squatting and eating Yangchun noodles, someone had said hello and joked before.

A few words, so he is clearly a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator! Are there many Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators, even in Luzhou, Beiju, where there are so many sword cultivators?! Then you squatted on the roadside without even a small bench.

, like a starving ghost reincarnated?

In any secular dynasty on any continent in the world, who among the Yuanying Sword Cultivators would not be a guest of the emperor, and would be eager to bring out a plate of the legendary dragon liver and phoenix marrow?

The key is that the old swordsman just met Chen Ping'an, and he was cursing, saying that he had cheated on his wife's book that he had worked hard to save for many years, and now he was here to cheat on his coffin book, right?

Then the second shopkeeper who was chatting with Lu Sui apologized to Lu Sui, stretched his neck, said "Go" to the old sword cultivator, and then winked with a sneer. As a result, the dignified Nascent Soul sword cultivator caught a glimpse of

The back view of a man who was already eating and drinking on the roadside said, "Hey, I misunderstood, I just blame myself for not being good at gambling. The second shopkeeper, who is the most conscientious, can't cheat people for half a copper coin, and only sells the sky."

The most affordable Xianjia Liquor. Then the old man took the wine, paid for it, and ran away. As he ran, he spat on the ground and said to the second shopkeeper, "Your conscience dropped on the floor. Come and pick it up. Be careful not to be picked up by a dog. That's the wine shop."

Everyone on the side cheered loudly, and they felt very happy. Some people impulsively asked for another bottle of wine.

Ren Longcong felt that the sword cultivators here were all weird, shameless, ridiculous, and unreasonable.

Chen Ping'an smiled slightly and looked around. Everyone was full of suspicions. Once someone said it, they no longer had any doubts, or at least their suspicions would be greatly reduced.

Do you understand my numbers?

However, the thought of ghostwriting another poem for this old bastard gave me a headache, so I looked at the guy across from me with a smile and asked sincerely: "Jinglong, have you had any ideas about reciting poems recently? We can discuss and learn from each other.

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As for whether after the competition, you should give it to the old sword to be repaired, or whether it should be engraved on a seal or written on a fan, do you, Qi Jinglong, care?

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "I don't know how to write and have no ideas. Fortunately, my half bucket of water is not sloshing around."

Chen Pingan said to Bai Shou: "I advise your master to study more in the future."

Bai Shou asked: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

People surnamed Liu have already studied enough, what more is needed? People named Liu are so temperamental that they are not allowed to accompany them to read books? Pianran Peak is the place where I, Bai Dajianxian, practice swordsmanship. In the future, because it is the place where Baishou practices swordsmanship,

What kind of books should I read for someone who is famous all over the world? Baishou felt that even if he just browsed through the collection of books named Liu in the thatched house, he would never be able to finish them in his lifetime.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Otherwise?"

Bai Shou picked up the chopsticks and poked at them, threatening: "Be careful of my magical sword fairy who can make flying swords out of everything!"

Qi Jinglong smiled knowingly, but his words were teaching his disciples, "Don't imitate certain people at the dinner table."

Bai Shou happily ate Yangchun noodles. The taste was not good, so it was just okay, but since they didn't charge for it, they had to eat a few more bowls.

Lu Sui smiled and narrowed her eyes.

She especially likes Qi Jinglong right now.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Every person has a bowl of Yangchun Noodles in my shop, and you have to pay for it. White-headed Sword Immortal, aren't you very happy?"

Bai Shou raised his head and said vaguely: "Aren't you the second shopkeeper?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I set all the rules."

Instead of being angry, Bai Shou felt a little sad for his brother. When he thought of Chen Ping'an living in such a big Ning Mansion and living in a house as small as a grain of rice, he asked softly: "You work so hard to earn money, can't you afford it?"

What's the reason for the betrothal gift? If that doesn't work, I'll bite the bullet and beg Sister Ning to marry you first. If there's no betrothal gift, the betrothal gift won't be given to you. And I don't think Sister Ning is either.

The kind of person who cares about betrothal gifts is because you are overthinking it. It is really unreasonable for a big man to want to marry a wife without any money, but who made Sister Ning accidentally choose you? To be honest, if we are not brothers,

I met Sister Ning first, and I had to persuade her. Alas, let’s not talk about it. I rarely drink. I have a thousand words to say, but they are all in the bowl anyway. You can do whatever you want, and I will do it.”

Looking at the young man who shivered after taking a sip of wine, he silently placed the wine bowl on the table.

Chen Pingan scratched his head, he couldn't really tear off this young man's head, so he missed his founding disciple a little.

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Sword Immortal Tao Wen was squatting on the side of the road eating Yangchun noodles, with the same sad look on his face that he had brought from his mother's womb. The sword cultivator who had a wine table earlier wanted to move the table for the senior Sword Immortal, but Tao Wen waved his hand and carried one by himself.

A pot of the cheapest Zhuhai Dongtian wine and a plate of pickles. Not long after squatting down, I just felt that the pickles were a little salty. Fortunately, a young man soon brought a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles with a few bright green grains.

The chopped green onions are so cute and pleasing to look at that Tao Wen is reluctant to eat them. Every time he rolls the noodles with his chopsticks, he intentionally or unintentionally pushes aside the chopped green onions, letting them stay in a small bowl smaller than a wine bowl.

This time he made a lot of money, and Tao Wen's income after dividing the accounts alone was worth seven or eight Grain Rain coins.

Because almost no one thought that the second shopkeeper could defeat the enemy with one punch.

Tao Wen didn't believe it at first. After all, the opponent was Yu Xuanfu, not an embroidered pillow. He was just a martial artist fighting each other, fighting each other to life and death. There were dozens or hundreds of punches. It couldn't be justified, and it was not easy to determine the winner in an instant.

The sword cultivator asked about the sword, but the second shopkeeper said it with certainty. He also promised that if he could not win with one punch, Tao Dajianxian would lose as much immortal money as he did this time, and all the debts in his wine shop would be paid off with drinks. Tao Wen was not stupid, so he

He continued to immerse himself in eating noodles and was no longer interested in sitting in this restaurant. The second shopkeeper took a step back and said that it would be fine to repay the money with money, but as previously agreed, Chen Ping'an would pay 20%, 73%, and Tao Wen.

He thought it was feasible and didn't even bother to bargain. If Chen Ping'an could defeat Yu Xuanfu with one punch, he would make a lot of money as long as he made a big deal. He never thought that the second shopkeeper had a good character and wanted to do business with Tao Dajianxian.

, the Sword Immortal alone should earn 10% more, so it’s still six to four cents, don’t give up. Tao Wen nodded and agreed, saying that if he loses money, I will only smash those broken wine tables without flying swords.

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Next to Tao Wen squatted a sighing young gambler. This time he lost his bet completely. I don't blame him for his poor vision. He was generous enough. He bet on the second shopkeeper and won the first game within ten punches. Who would have expected the result?

That Yu Jianfu obviously punched first and took advantage of the sky, and then immediately admitted defeat. So today, the young swordsman didn't buy a drink, he just chatted with his friends who treated the loss as a gain.

A bowl of wine, two plates of pickles and a bowl of Yangchun noodles from the wine shop to make up for it.

Tao Wen said: "Cheng Quan, gamble less in the future. As long as you go to the gambling table, you will definitely not be able to beat the dealer. Even if you want to gamble, don't think about making big money through this."

The young man has been familiar with this swordsman since he was a child. Both of them are people in the alley nearby. It can be said that Tao Wen is an elder who watched Cheng Quan grow up. And Tao Wen is also a very strange swordsman. He has never attached to the surname of a powerful family and always comes alone.

In addition to being on the battlefield, Tao Jianxian would also fight side by side with other swordsmen. He spared no effort. When he returned to the city, he just guarded the small ancestral house. However, although Tao Jianxian is a bachelor now, he is actually better than never having a wife.

It's even worse for a bachelor. The old woman in my family has been crazy for many years. Year after year, she is exhausted and depressed. When she leaves, it's hard for the immortal to stay. Tao Wen doesn't seem to be too sad, and he still doesn't drink much every time.

, have never been drunk.

Cheng Quan said helplessly: "Uncle Tao, I don't want to bet like this, but the flying sword is difficult to maintain. It has reached a critical bottleneck. Although it cannot help me improve my realm, it is too important to break the bottleneck. I am missing many gods.
To be continued...