Tiandao betting shop

Chapter 48 Is this fucking meow also called wine?
"Boss, you are going to empty out my entire family!" Wang Dayong said bitterly, then took off his shoes, and took out a crumpled storage bag from inside under He Yu's disgusted gaze.

"Here, 3 spirit stones!" Wang Dayong gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, "Bring the black beer!"

He Yu wisely stopped teasing him, and took out a bottle of dark beer from the freezer and handed it over.

Is it worth it!

Wang Dayong took the dark beer, still uneasy in his heart, he took a sip tentatively.

"Hiss, what a strong wine!" Unlike Fang Miaoling, Wang Dayong exclaimed directly, "I'm afraid the smell of drunkenness in the world in Tianxiang Tower is not so strong!"

The corner of He Yu's mouth twitched, and he took another sip of his own. That's right, it's ordinary beer, and the degree on it is also correct, 6.6 degrees.

Is this all alcohol?
He Yu couldn't help being a little speechless, I'm afraid all the wine you drank before was fake wine!

Soon, Wang Dayong, who had realized the mystery, sat on the sofa in admiration. He learned Fang Miaoling's lesson, and drank it in small sips, with a very happy expression on his face.

He saw his lost youth again, that was running under the setting sun...

"It's over, boss!" Wang Dayong wailed after regaining his senses: "I found that I can't live without this dark beer, and won't I have to spend 13 spirit stones every day from now on?"

"I can't hold it anymore!"

"You are all innate martial artists, making money should be easier than before!" He Yuqi said.

"Hey, if you just hang out in the store every day, you can keep improving your cultivation base. There is really no motivation to make money!" Wang Dayong sighed, "Boss, do you know, I just need to walk out of this store and watch the people running around outside. All living beings, looking at those monks and warriors who beat their lives to death, I will have a strong feeling—”

"What does it feel like?" He Yu was taken aback.

"They're all idiots."

"..."

He Yu gave him a hard look, salted fish is salted fish, what excuses are there!

Where is it like this boss...well, this boss, this boss...how is he better than him?
Forget it, this is not important!

In short, He Yu forcibly found a sense of superiority from Wang Dayong.

At this time, outside the betting shop, a large group of people came chattering.

Zhao Heilong, Gao Fushuai, Ye Xuan and others in the lead were all flushed, holding a jasper-colored wine jar in their hands, gently uncorking the bottle from time to time to take a sniff, showing a look of enjoyment.

"This Ice Soul Wine really lives up to its reputation. The old man took a sip just now, and the heat has dissipated a lot during the journey." Zhao Heilong laughed.

"Unfortunately, we still only managed to grab the 8th altar. It seems that we have to go again tomorrow." Gao Fushuai regretted.

"The price has increased a lot this year compared to previous years. I bought 10 altars and spent 200 spirit stones, but it's still worth it." Ye Xuan, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was also refreshed, "And this ice wine is said to be good for pregnant women. There are many benefits to cultivating spiritual consciousness, no wonder those ordinary people have come to compete with us."

"Yeah, it seems that as long as you keep drinking it for a month or two, the benefits will appear." Sun Xiaonian and others who also grabbed a lot of ice wine also echoed.

Listening to the dozen or so people in front chatting and laughing, and Liu Shazhu and others who didn't buy Ice Soul Wine in the back, they were very jealous.

Last year, Ice Soul Wine could be bought with 5 spirit stones, but this year it has increased several times, and Wanghailou only buys a certain amount every day, which makes everyone fight over their heads.

"We have to wait and see if the price will be lowered in the future." Everyone looked at the scorching sun and sighed while wiping their sweat.

Before arriving at the betting shop, everyone was surprised to see that Fang Miaoling and Wang Dayong were competing in the open space at the entrance.

It's just strange that the expressions of both of them are not quite right, as if they were drunk.

"Take my move 'three 42' again!" Fang Miaoling scolded.

"Then I'll use 'two 62' to crack it!" Wang Dayong flipped his wrist and used a move to defuse Fang Miaoling's attack.

"Take me to record '21 [-]' again!"

"What, you have already comprehended this... Ouch!"

Watching the two fight against each other with the "nine-nine multiplication table", everyone's expressions were terrified.

These two are progressing so fast!

As if they had been reminded, they didn't care about discussing Ice Soul Wine anymore, so let's hurry in and draw a lottery!
The viewing permission of this multiplication table must be obtained as soon as possible!

So, Zhao Heilong took the lead and walked into the betting shop first.

"Hiss!" Then, Zhao Heilong backed away.

Gao Fushuai, who was walking forward, bumped into Zhao Heilong, and couldn't help frowning: "Zhao Heilong, what the hell are you doing?"

Zhao Heilong ignored him, walked in again, and then backed out.

Gao Fushuai was furious when he saw this, and the people behind him all reprimanded him.

"Will you go or not!"

"Bangzhu Zhao, what kind of trouble is this!"

Fortunately, after Zhao Heilong walked in this time, he finally did not back out.

Gao Fushuai snorted coldly, straightened his clothes, and strode in.

Liao Ji from behind also hurriedly followed, and then... with a "bang", he bumped into Gao Fushuai who had withdrawn again.

"What's the situation?" The people behind were a little crazy.

Gao Fushuai ignored the speechless crowd, walked in again with a "hiss", then backed out with a "huh", and walked in again in amazement.

The people who finally realized that something was different began to squeeze in. Afterwards, they saw a group of people coming in and out at the door.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"hiss……"

"what?"

"what?"

"what……"

The sound of gasping for air and the sound of surprise kept coming and going, and then came and went...

He Yu was holding his chin with his hands, unable to complain about this scene. In fact, his cheeks had become a little numb due to the long-term twitching.

Whoa!
Finally, a group of salted fish who had finished marveling rushed towards the counter, "Boss..."

Before they could ask, He Yu had already held up a sign with four large characters written on it: "Space Formation!"

"That corner..."

"Air conditioner!" He Yu held up another sign.

Everyone: "..."

"Hey, Boss, does your store also sell alcohol?" Zhao Heilong, who came back to his senses, glanced at the dark beer in the freezer and asked casually.

"Yes, do you want to try it? You only need 3 spirit stones!" He Yu cheered up and began to sell his wine, "Let me tell you, this wine..."

However, as soon as He Yu's words came out of his mouth, everyone reacted strongly.

"what!"

"It takes 3 spirit stones for such a small amount?"

"Boss, don't you want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune because Wanghailou's wine sells so well? Tsk, we're not stupid, how can this kind of black beer compare to Wanghailou's fine wine..."

"That's right, boss, that's not how business is done, and your heart is too dark!" Luo Fu finally patted He Yu's shoulder and came to a conclusion.

Seeing everyone turn around and scatter away in all directions, lottery draws, Shenwu's Shenwu, no one cares about this black beer... He Yu's face can't help turning dark, the group of souls are pale!

However, Ye Xuan stayed at the counter, chatting with He Yu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Is this Ice Soul Wine really so delicious?" Seeing that Ye Xuan was mainly bragging about the fact that he had snatched 10 jars of Ice Soul Wine, He Yu asked suspiciously.

"Hey, of course!" Ye Xuan said, took out a jar of wine, poured a glass carefully and handed it to He Yu, "Boss, you will know after a taste, I guarantee you..."

Before Ye Xuan finished speaking, He Yu, who was expecting in his heart, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Then...

"Pfft!" He Yu's expression changed drastically, he opened his mouth and sprayed all the wine on Ye Xuan's face.

This fucking...is also called wine?

Did you make a mistake!
Isn't this ice water with a bit of sweet and sour taste? !

He Yu felt that his IQ had been seriously insulted.

(End of this chapter)