Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 402 I don't want to be named (seeking subscription)
The next afternoon, Yang San made an appointment with Kuang Tianyou and went to the rooftop to wait early.

"What about resurrection? You don't think he's afraid of starving Shura, do you?"

While drinking slowly, Yang San chatted with Kuang Tianyou without saying a word.

Kuang Tianyou looked into the distance, "We know he's not afraid, but others don't think so. What would they think if they brought a child here?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I only remember Fusheng 68, and I forgot that he is malnourished and will not grow up." Yang San laughed loudly, and took a deep gulp of his wine.

"..."

Kuang Tianyou smiled speechlessly, luckily the resurrection was not there, otherwise he would have to work hard again.

"What kind of wine are you drinking? I see you carrying it every day. Is it delicious?"

Yang San generously took out a bottle of ancient wine jug from his bosom, and handed it to Kuang Tianyou.

"Just take it as my gift of apology. I said something serious last night, so don't take it to heart."

Kuang Tianyou didn't refuse, smiled freely, and took the jug happily.

"No, what you said last night was quite right. I was too cowardly to cause Ah Xiu to be alone for 60 years. I should believe Ah Xiu."

Kuang Tianyou opened the seal, and when he was about to drink, Yang San stretched out his hand to hold the jug.

Kuang Tianyou was puzzled immediately, "You...won't go back on your word."

Yang San laughed for a moment, withdrew his hand, and said meaningfully: "This wine is called love wine. As the name suggests, it is a kind of wine of love. You should drink it after careful consideration."

"love."

Kuang Tianyou murmured softly, raised his head and took a sip.

As the wine slid down his throat, Kuang Tianyou's eyes became more and more blurred.

"Axiu."

Kuang Tianyou whispered again, but his hand didn't stop for a moment, and he raised the wine pot again, savoring the holy things in the pot carefully.

Yang San smiled slightly, there are wines and stories, life should be like this.

Yang San took out more than a dozen jars of wine from his bosom again, the kind weighing 30 catties.

"Don't get drunk today, come and drink to love!"

Kuang Tianyou looked at the wine jars on the ground in a daze, and then at Yang San's stomach.

The little jug in my hand said that I carried it with me, so I could barely believe it, but how did you get these dozen jars of wine out of your arms?Doraemon?

Suddenly, Kuang Tianyou's eyes lit up, why bother so much, Yang San is quite normal no matter how abnormal he is, the most important thing now is a dozen jars of fine wine.

"For love!"

Kuang Tianyou hugged a wine jar in ecstasy, and patted the clay. The same strong fragrance came out, and Kuang Tianyou's joy was even greater.

Before I knew it, it was already evening.

When Ma Xiaoling came to the roof carrying a big box with a serious face, she just kicked a beautiful empty wine jar.

"???"

Ma Xiaoling brought it up and took a look, and immediately smelled the faint aroma of wine coming from inside, Ma Xiaoling who was stunned for a while came up to look, and suddenly saw Yang San and Kuang Tianyou who were drinking heavily.

A few #s popped out of Ma Xiaoling's forehead, and she carefully crossed the wine jar and came to Yang San's side.

"I just asked you to help, not to die, are you going to drink up the rest of your life? Are you still dragging this surname together?"

Ma Xiaoling pointed at Yang San's nose and cursed angrily, the wine jar in her hand was about to be smashed on the table.

"This wine jar is from the Song Dynasty."

The smashed wine jar was immediately eaten, only a few centimeters away from the table.

Ma Xiaoling quickly took the wine jar back, hugging it preciously in her arms.

"You said it was from the Song Dynasty? There are dozens of them here?"

Ma Xiaoling's eyes had completely turned into wine jars.

Wine jars in the Song Dynasty = antiques = money!
"I'm too lazy to clean up. I usually throw it away. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

The wine jar in front of him suddenly turned into piles of banknotes, waving to Ma Xiaoling.

"I like it, I like it so much, two masters, drink slowly and drink more."

Ma Xiaoling excitedly put the boxes in her hands on the ground, bounced and collected the crooked wine jars, carefully carried them to a corner, and placed them properly one by one.

Yang San and Kuang Tianyou smiled at each other, and drank again.

"Wow, why is it so messy, these things are everywhere."

Kim Jong-joong suddenly ran out of his room. His suite happened to have an attic, which was on the roof.

Unexpectedly, when he ran out, he tripped over a wine jar and fell to the ground. The neurotic Jin Zhengzhong screamed and kicked the wine jar.

"Don't move!"

Suddenly there was a roar, Kim Jong-joong froze instinctively, and looked back.

I saw Ma Xiaoling's face was icy, as if she was slowly walking towards Kim Zhengzhong with thousands of thunderbolts.

When Jin Zhengzhong was trembling, Ma Xiaoling pushed him away, picked up the wine jar like a baby, and looked up and down.

"It's over, it's over, Kuang Sheng, Yang Sheng, is my master too stressed and stupid to hold a wine jar and make fun of it?"

Jin Zhengzhong quietly moved to the side of Yang San and Kuang Tianyou, and cried out worriedly.

Ma Xiaoling had just checked the wine jar and was sure that there was nothing wrong with it. When she breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Jin Zhengzhong's words, and her expression turned cold.

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid, do you know that if you kicked that kick just now, at least tens of thousands will be gone, and you can't afford to sell you."

When Ma Xiaoling caught Jin Zhengzhong, she scolded for a while. Jin Zhengzhong nodded and bowed instinctively. When he heard that the wine jar was worth tens of thousands, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Master, you won't be cheated, right? It's just a wine jar, and it's worth tens of thousands?"

Ma Xiaoling became angry immediately, dare to talk back?
"I said it's worth tens of thousands, and it's worth tens of thousands!"

Kuang Tianyou on the side said kindly: "This thing is from the Song Dynasty, tens of thousands is still a little."

Kim Jong-jung couldn't help being dumbfounded, he looked at the wine jars on the ground in surprise, unbelievable that a wine jar is more expensive than me.

At this time, Jin Zhengzhong discovered that Yang San and Kuang Tianyou each had a wine jar of the same style in their hands, which seemed to still contain wine.

"You put tens of thousands of yuan in antiques for wine?"

Yang San looked at Jin Zhengzhong calmly, drinking wine methodically.

"This wine was brought by Yang San, I can't afford it."

Kuang Tianyou also had a wry smile, he just found out that this exquisite wine jar is actually an antique, it seems that he just threw a few casually, but fortunately this thing is of good quality.

"There's no need to put wine in the wine jar? Pickle pickles?"

Yang San drank the wine lightly, and after drinking the wine jug in his hand casually, he threw it away.

"Dangdang!"

"Hey hey!"

Ma Xiaoling and Jin Zhengzhong ran over to pick up the wine jar in distress.

"It's okay, okay, no problem."

"Yang San, drink as you please, don't throw my jar." Ma Xiaoling shouted angrily to Yang San holding the wine jar.

Yang San just opened another mouthful of sealing clay, and asked in surprise, "When did this become your wine jar?"

Ma Xiaoling's pretty face blushed immediately, "You just said that all these jars belong to me, did you forget?"

Kim Jong-joong was stunned for a moment, and murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that you are good-looking, and you really don't have to work hard to make money!"

(End of this chapter)