Me and my Jianghu Tavern

The old man smiled and said, "Is it related to you?"

The cold words were at a loss for words for a while, but what the old man said was not bad.

However, the old man in front of him looked very creepy. He was dressed in white but was as thin as a stick. His eyes were even sunken, as if he was a mummy.

Of course he is not afraid, anyway, he is also a Taoist disciple, the last thing he is afraid of are ghosts and ghosts.

The old man took another look at Pei Yuan and Wu Manzi who were lying on the steps, and said, "These two must have drunk tourists."

"You know?" Han Yu said.

"Of course I know." The old man nodded and replied, "At that time, I often lay here too, but fortunately I didn't let the wild beast take it away."

Han Yu smacked his mouth and said, "I said old man, can you still drink at such an old age?"

The old man froze for a moment and said, "When I was young."

Han Yu also felt bored for a while, so the old man said: "You drank here when you were young? Doesn't that mean that this tavern has been open for decades?"

"In just a few decades, this tavern has only been open for half a year."

"Then you still talk about when you were young."

The skinny old man smiled, shook his head and said, "Boy, I'm still young now."

Han Yu only felt that this creepy old man was talking nonsense, and he was too old.

At this moment, Wu Manzi who was lying on the steps woke up.

Han Yu stopped arguing with the old guy, got up, walked to Wu Manzi's side, and pulled him up.

"Hiss." Wu Manzi gasped, feeling sore all over his body, "Mother, little Taoist, help me gently."

"It would be great if the poor Taoist came to help you, why are you still picky." Han Yu curled his lips.

Wu Manzi sat up and slept on the steps all night. His whole body was really sore, mainly because he had been sitting in the carriage for a long time these days and his waist was bad.

At this time, Wu Manzi also saw the old man sitting beside him, and saw that his face was thin and frightening, he swallowed his saliva and asked coldly beside him, "Who is this?"

"Come to drink." Han Yu said.

Wu Manzi nodded, but said, "You look so bluffing."

Isn't it, like a mummy, how can you not bluff people.

The skinny old man turned his head and said, "I heard you."

"What's wrong, are you still beating me up?" Wu Manzi rolled his eyes.

The skinny old man said: "I would definitely beat you up before."

Wu Manzi was careless at first, this old man's bones were about to fall apart, yet he dared to talk back to him, so he said: "What big talk, I'm a profound martial artist, so I can't be afraid."

The skinny old man seemed unwilling to pay attention to the barbarian, and turned his head to see the official office.

"Don't say a few words." Han Yu said.

After a while, Pei Yuan also woke up, with the same headache and sore body, and it took a while for him to recover.

At this time, a tall and burly figure appeared at the end of the official road shrouded in mist.

After walking in, I realized that it turned out to be the waiter of the tavern.

Soon after dawn, the city gate will open, and Lei Hu will come to the tavern to open the door, and it will remain open until the city gate closes at sunset in the afternoon.

Almost every day is this hour.

"Four people?" Lei Hu looked at the four people sitting at the entrance of the tavern from a distance. These days, a skinny old man often came earlier than him, but today there were three more people.

The skinny old man looked at Lei Hu who was approaching, and said, "You came a little late today."

"Immediately." Lei Hu nodded.

Seeing Lei Hu, Pei Yuan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Don't you live in a tavern?"

"I don't live in the tavern, only the shopkeeper lives in the tavern." Lei Hu replied.

He took out the key and opened the door of the tavern.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed, and a warm feeling came from the pavement in the tavern. I don't know where it came from.

Pei Yuan and the others walked into the tavern first.

The skinny old man walked slowly, and it seemed that it was very difficult for him to stop and go. It took him a long time to walk to the nearest table and sit down.

"Huh." The skinny old man breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself, "Is it almost impossible to walk at this point?"

Seeing this, Han Yu came over, frowned and said to the skinny old man, "I said old man, you can still drink like this? Don't die in the tavern."

"Ahem." The skinny old man obeyed twice, waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

Han Yu shook his head and retreated, and he was just trying to persuade him, but what does it have to do with him if the old man insists on dying.

Back on the table, Pei Yuan rubbed his sore waist and asked, "Hey little Taoist priest, who is that man?"

"I just came to drink, I don't know you." Han Yu spread his hands.

Hearing this, Pei Yuan didn't ask any more questions, turned to look at Lei Hu in the tavern, and said, "Little Er, quickly drink two pots of plum blossom wine to warm up your body. I'm tired and cold after sleeping outside all night."

The money was given, but after a while Lei Hu brought up the plum blossom wine.

Lei Hu walked up to the skinny old man and asked, "Is it still the same as usual?"

"Yes." The skinny old man nodded, and took out a gold ingot from his pocket.

Lei Hu looked at the gold ingot. This skinny old man did this every time, and he didn't want to look for silver. It was also the first time he saw such a person as a drinker.

Lei Hu turned around to fetch wine, brought a pot of plum blossom wine, and another pot of tourist drunk.

Plum blossom wine was used by the skinny old man to warm up his body. He waited outside the tavern early in the morning, but it was a bit cold after all.

The skinny old man smiled slightly and drank three glasses of plum blossom wine, feeling a lot better.

He looked at the pot of tourist drunk, stretched out his hand to pour a cup, and drank it with his head raised.

It seems that drunk tourists are just ordinary drinks to him.

Chapter 269: Good Morning Shopkeeper!

"That wine..." Pei Yuan was taken aback when he saw the wine poured out from the table.

"what happened?"

Wu Manzi followed Pei Yuan's gaze.

Seeing that the wine poured out of the thin old man's hand was very familiar, Wu Manzi looked at Pei Yuan, and the two looked at each other and exclaimed: "The tourist is drunk!"

This skinny old man is really vigorous, he dares to drink this wine even though he is struggling to walk, isn't he afraid of dying of drunkenness in this tavern?

"This old man is really vigorous." Han Yu blinked and said, "This is the second cup."

Looking at the skinny old man again, he was a little delirious after drinking two cups of tourists.

However, after the second cup, the old man didn't stop, and poured another cup to get drunk, and raised the cup to drink it.

"Hey!"

Pei Yuan got up in shock, but it was too late.

The third cup was already drunk by the skinny old man.

"boom."

The skinny old man breathed a sigh of relief, and fell down on the table in the blink of an eye.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Pei Yuan smacked his lips and said, he turned his head to look at Lei Hu in front of the counter, quickly beckoned him over, and asked, "I said Lei Hu, this old man is so old, don't you know what kind of wine tourists are drunk on? You I'm not afraid that he will die in a tavern."

Lei Hu shook his head and said, "No."

Pei Yuan rolled his eyes: "Why not? If you are really dead, the shopkeeper will not blame you when he comes back."

Lei Hu explained: "He has been coming to the tavern for several days, waiting in front of the tavern early in the morning, ordering a pot of plum wine to warm up, drinking three cups to get drunk, and then waking up after sleeping for two hours and leaving on his own. Almost every day."

Wu Manzi froze for a moment, then sighed, "So fierce!?"

He is still in awe of that tourist drunk, this old man actually drinks every day.

Pei Yuan didn't know what to say when he heard Lei Hu's words. The old man was indeed powerful, so he waved his hands and said, "...All right, you go."

Lei Hu nodded, then returned to stand in front of the counter.

Looking at the skinny old man lying on the table, Pei Yuan couldn't help admiring: "Amazing..."

Who dares to drink every day when this tourist is drunk?

Then Pei Yuan and Wu Manzi started drinking.

The little Taoist coldly propped his chin and watched from the side, as if he didn't fit in with the two of them.

The little Taoist is not good at drinking, and he doesn't understand why so many people are so obsessed with alcohol, so he asked: "Is wine really so delicious? Why do you keep drinking?"

"You little Taoist knows nothing." Wu Manzi said.

The little Taoist sighed and said, "Why don't we go to Goulan to listen to the music?"

From Han Yu's point of view, going to Goulan to listen to music with this money is better than drinking here.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

.........

These days, Lei Hu came to open the door at dawn every day.

The skinny old man always came to wait at the entrance of the tavern according to the time, and the figure of the official figure riding a white horse was indispensable every day.

First order a pot of plum blossom wine, then drink three cups of tourists to get drunk, sleep for two or three hours, ride the white horse leisurely, and go back and forth from wherever.

Have fun.

Regular customers in the tavern can still see the skinny old man lying on the table when they come to the tavern at noon.

Jiang Rou is already used to it, and she would not be surprised to see this skinny old man almost every day before.

On this day, Pei Yuan came to the tavern as before, and when he entered the door, he saw the skinny old man lying on the wine table, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's really coming every day."

The old man obviously couldn't walk anymore, yet he was still alive after drinking like this, Pei Yuan admired this.

Pei Yuan came back to his senses, looked at Lei Hu and asked, "By the way, Lei Hu, has the shopkeeper not come back yet? I'm getting tired of all the wine."

"You are all back, the shopkeeper should be coming soon." Lei Hu replied.

Why didn't Lei Hu look forward to Zhang Ming's return, sometimes the guests always asked about certain things when he was running the tavern, but he didn't know anything.

After ordering the wine, Pei Yuan sat aside with the drinkers in the tavern. There were quite a few people today, Brother Stone was there, Jiang Rou and Xiong Wanwan were also there.

"Are you alone today?" Xiong Wanwan asked.

Pei Yuan smiled, lowered his head and said, "If Miss Hui Wanwan is concerned, I am the only one."

Xiong Wanwan peeled a peanut and put it in her mouth, and said, "Where's Gongsun Yu? He's back too, why don't you see anyone else?"

When Jiang Rou heard Xiong Wanwan's question about this, her arms trembled and she looked at Pei Yuan.

"Brother Yu..." Pei Yuan paused, then smiled and said, "I guess there is something to do, drink first, drink."

It was a long way from Chang'an back to Jian'an City, and Zhang Ming came back by horse-drawn carriage, so it was not fast at all. Sometimes when passing through a certain city, he had to go to the city to rest for a night, which made a lot of schedules.

The journey was boring, Zhang Ming was sitting in the carriage, and Xiao Qi was often tossed about these days.

So much so that now Xiaoqi is no longer next to Zhang Ming, and sleeps in the corner of the carriage.

Zhang Ming lifted the curtain and took a look outside. He was already on the official road, and he was still a little familiar. "Monk, are you coming?"

Nian An nodded and replied: "There are still about ten miles to go, and we will arrive at the shopkeeper's tavern."

Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm finally back."

"Meow!" Xiao Qi was also very excited, finally freed from the devil's grasp, his head was almost bald these days.

The carriage drove past the long pavilion, and the fallen leaves on the official road had now turned into dead leaves and mud, and this section of the road became more bumpy.