I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"No wonder!!"

The old beggar suddenly withdrew his hand slowly, as if he understood something.

"What did you say, old man?"

Song Laizi was a little confused.

"It's all right, do you still want to drink?" The old beggar smiled.

"Old man, I'm a man!"

Song Laizi's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but move back a little.

Just now the old beggar refused to let him have another drink, but now he asks him if he wants to drink, no problem.

The old beggar was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand what was wrong with men drinking.

"It's fine if you don't want to drink it, I'm not willing to give it to the old beggar!"

The old beggar raised his head and sipped his wine. Song Mangzi couldn't help swallowing his throat, "You really didn't have any intentions?"

"What advice can I give you?" asked the old beggar.

"It's just...do you have any unreasonable thoughts about me!" Song Laizi hesitated for a moment and said.

"puff!"

The old beggar squirted out the wine from his mouth suddenly, choked his throat with the wine, and couldn't help coughing again and again.

"Haha, you are interesting!"

After a while, the old beggar couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, I don't... think too much about you!" The old beggar held back his laughter and shook his head.

"Then why are you old man grabbing my hand? It makes me so nervous!" Song Laizi couldn't help complaining.

The old beggar laughed and said, "I just thought you were special, but I didn't expect that your body is really special!"

"My body is special?"

Song Laizi couldn't help being suspicious, and muttered in his heart, didn't the mayor say that he was in good health.

"That's right, if I'm not mistaken, you are a warrior!" The old beggar laughed.

"Yeah, anyone with eyes can see it, oh, by the way, forget that you can't see it!"

Because Song Laizi practiced martial arts all the year round, he was extraordinarily burly in stature, but his appearance was a little different, which always gave people a feeling of evil intentions.

"Your energy and blood are very strong, I think you have used medicinal herbs to wash your body all year round!" The old beggar smiled lightly.

Medicinal herbs to wash the body?

Song Laizi thought about it.

Does this old beggar mean that he often takes medicine to strengthen his body?

You must know that those strong and healthy medicines will lose their effect after drinking a few times, so he always has to ask the mayor for prescriptions.

"Excellent, the old man guessed all of this!"

In order to be able to drink the old beggar's good wine, Song Laizi praised.

"So, when others drink one glass of my wine, it's fine for you to drink several glasses!"

The old beggar didn't care much about Song Laizi's praise.

Actually, he didn't say anything.

That was Song Laizi's body, whether it was the skin or the meridians, the viscera and six internal organs had already become extremely tough after being washed with medicinal materials.

This is simply a piece of jade in the body.

……

After that, Song Laizi drank several glasses of wine in a row.

"Old man, where did you get this wine, so I can buy it for my brother in the future!!" Song Laizi asked curiously as he licked the remaining wine in the wine glass.

"This wine is brewed by myself, the old beggar!"

The old beggar took a sip of wine, smiled and said to Song Laizi, "Why don't you say it's full?

"After drinking so many cups from you, how can I have the nerve to ask you again?"

Song Laizi scratched his head.

Although he has always been used to being shameless, but he drank more than ten glasses of good wine in a row, and the other party was a down-and-out old beggar, even he would feel embarrassed.

"Haha, the old beggar promised you just now, I will drink as much as you can, lest you call me a stingy little old man again!"

The old beggar couldn't help laughing.

"How can the old man be a stingy person? In my mind, the old man is a generous and straightforward person!" Song Laizi boasted

The old beggar laughed and shook his head.

"By the way, old man, I wonder if I can let my brothers outside have a cup too!"

The coachman outside the carriage heard Song Laizi's words, not to mention how moved he was.

"Okay, but only half a cup!"

The old beggar said lightly.

"Half a cup is half a cup!"

Song Laizi didn't believe the old beggar's claim that the wine could be poured by others, but thought that his brother had offended the little old man before and made the little old man prejudice against him.

"Stupid, this cup is yours!"

Song Laizi handed a small half glass of wine to the fool driving the carriage.

"Thank you Brother Song!"

The fool took the wine glass gratefully, he could smell the aroma of the wine just now, but he could only swallow his saliva.

"This is given to you by the old man. If you want to thank the old man, thank the old man!" Song Laizi said casually.

The corner of the old beggar's mouth could not help but smile.

"Thank you, old man. Please forgive me for offending the old man just now!" The fool turned his head and immediately thanked the old beggar.

The old beggar didn't speak, but took a sip of the wine with the wine gourd, as if he didn't care.

The idiot looked at Song Laizi, who waved his hand, "Hurry up and drink!"

"Ok!"

The fool looked happy, and immediately drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The wine was mellow and full of aftertaste.

"How does it taste?" Song Laizi laughed.

"it is good.."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth just now, the fool's face turned red like a monkey's buttocks, his eyes gradually blurred, and he fell headlong.

Song Laizi was stunned by this scene.

"Stupid?"

Song Laizi stretched out his hand involuntarily, and pushed the stunned man who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"Stop barking, you brother is drunk!" The old beggar drank leisurely.

"No way, really pour it down after just one glass?" Song Laizi was a little taken aback, "I'm so disappointed, with this drinking capacity, how can you hang out with me in the future?"

When the old beggar heard the words, he couldn't laugh or cry. He really wanted to say, you think everyone is like you.

"Forget it, let me drive the car!"

Song Laizi dragged his drunk brother into the carriage, sat in the driver's seat, and flicked the reins.

"Old man, anyway, if you keep walking along this road, you will be in our town. Why don't you come to my house as a guest, and we won't come home drunk!"

Song Laizi turned his head to look at the old beggar, his eyes couldn't help falling on the old beggar's wine gourd, and said with a smile.

Compared with the wine in the wine gourd, the old beggar's recipe for brewing this wine is the most critical.

"What's the matter? Still want my wine?" The old beggar drank leisurely.

"Didn't I hit it off with the old man?" Song Laizi smiled apologetically.

"You'd better not think about my wine, my wine is not so easy to brew!" The old beggar seemed to see Song Laizi's thoughts.

"I didn't expect to be noticed by the old man. Old man, your wine is so delicious. It must be very popular when brewed. Such a good wine must not be buried."

"But old man, don't worry, I won't take your stuff for nothing, just say what you want!"

Although he was seen to be thinking, Song Laizi didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Isn't it impossible for you to give me the recipe for making wine if you want it?"