The small winery has two floors.

The floor below is framed with wood and rammed with loess along the river. Most houses by the river are like this. The first floor is not high. There are more than a dozen eight-immortal tables in the slightly dim hall, and there are no elegant seats.

The second floor of the wine shop is made of wooden structure, with the peeled log style, which is combined with mortise and tenon and iron nails, and the roof is covered with fresh reeds.

From the first floor to the second floor, we use wooden stairs that have been built with a few years ago. When we step on it, it creaks and makes people imagine.

Seeing Xiao Erniang twisting her butt and taking a pretty man to the second floor, the couple's eyes showed envy, but while cursing the slut in their hearts, they were annoyed why it wasn't me.

Unfortunately, no matter how sad the few people were, they could only think about it in their hearts. Xiao Erniang is not a good man and a trustworthy woman. If she really hits this female shopkeeper nicknamed "Qiao Yasha", she will probably appear in the filling tomorrow.

As the white and tender calves disappeared from the stairs, the few people also retracted their sights, kneading the dough and sifting the wine.

Following Xiao Erniang and walking into the bedroom, Chen Chong subconsciously glanced at the furnishings around him, wanting to see if there were any mechanisms.

Maybe it was hidden too well, and I didn’t find any clues at a glance.

When the woman rushed into the room, she closed the door with a smile.

When I turned around, I wondered if I had stepped on the corner of my skirt, and I rushed to the man in front of me as soon as I stepped on my feet.

Chen Chong did not avoid it, and gently slapped the young woman with his arms around her, saying, "Miss Xiao, be careful."

Xiao Erniang's face turned slightly red and she stopped pretending. Instead, she lie down in the man's arms, looking like she can pick it up.

Even though he was holding the girl in his arms and his hands were wandering around, Chen Chong's heart was as moving as a mountain, like an 84-year-old monk.

He smiled and asked, "Miss Xiao, how can we negotiate the price when you are like this?"

Xiao Erniang twisted her body and said with a charming look like silk: "Diet people, why should I care about beef if I am like this? If I feel comfortable, even the people are yours, and the price will be up to you?"

"Too."

Chen Chong "suddenly realized", pressed the woman to the bed, and began to unbutton her hands.

Xiao Erniang was excited and suddenly found that the man's hand was stopped on the last step.

The man seemed to be talking to himself: "I have killed a lot of people, but I never thought that in the meat sale, Mrs. Xiao opened a shop for so long, can you tell what the beef tastes?"

Xiao Erniang twisted her body and grabbed the man's hand and stuffed it into her arms: "Good brother, sister, I am very timid. I only earn hard money all year round. I don't dare to see the buffalo meat I bought when I cook it, so how dare I eat it myself?"

Chen Chong's eyes were cold, his hands were constantly kneading, and he joked: "So, my sister is still a kind person, but I'm doing a big business, I'm afraid you can't eat it alone. I don't know if my sister has a branch or knows other colleagues. If I can be someone to introduce me to me, I will definitely give you a good reward."

Xiao Erniang panted and said, "Everyone said that colleagues are enemies. My sister is a wife. It would be amazing to be able to run this shop. How could she dare to have a close relationship with those evil spirits?

Good brother, come up quickly and ask my sister to make a poured candle first to see your capital. If your capital is big and strong enough, even if my sister gives her this face, she will find you a few more ways to make money.”

Looking at Xiao Erniang with blurred eyes, Chen Chong sneered in his heart, and then his palms were secretly spitting out, instantly breaking her heart.

Xiao Erniang suddenly glared at her eyes, then she fell softly on the bed.

Chen Chong pulled his hand out of the softness and said regretfully to the woman who died suddenly: "Xiao Erniang, although you are a **, it's a pity that I am not Li You."

After saying that, he made up his clothes and came downstairs to call a guy: "You, go and call everyone, Madam Xiao asked you to follow me to carry the beef."

The guy was at a loss, but when he heard the word beef, he instantly understood the general idea, and then shouted and called out.

Seeing that there were only eight people in total, Chen Chong frowned and said, "You are the only one? You may have to go three times."

That guy thought to himself, wouldn’t he be more than twenty dead people after three trips?

This guy looked chivalrous and actually was a killer!

He swallowed his saliva and explained with a dry smile: "This man, this business is not very pleasant. Apart from Manager Xiao, there are only a few of us who are old. You see, it's almost noon, why don't you take the younger one to move the meat first?"

"Well, there are eight of these things that are amazing."

Chen Chong nodded and punched him as he spoke.

As soon as the sound of rupture of the sternum reached the ears of the friends, several people noticed that the scenery in front of them was rapidly regressing, and then a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came from their bodies.

In a flash, Chen Chong made seven punches in a row and instantly killed the people in front of him.

Da Shuang'er heard the sound and hurried into the house and found several dead bodies slowly sliding down from the wall.

The girl was slightly stunned and asked Chen Chong, who was washing his hands in the wine jar, "Young Master, what should I do now?"

"Call that old man in."

The man didn't raise his head and took out two tiled jars casually: "Search out the gold and silver in the shop, and then pour the wine from the jar upstairs and downstairs. I want to burn it clean."

"No need to worry about the young master, the little old man has arrived."

The old boatman stood at the door, shrank his head and did not dare to look at the dead bodies on the ground, his face had already changed color.

Chen Chong shook the wine in his hand and snorted softly to the nunny mouth upstairs: "Shuang'er, go search for gold and silver upstairs, old man, look for the secret door below to see if there is any living."

In Xiao Erniang's mouth, this tavern is not like Longmen Inn, nor does it engage in murder and robbery in the store.

Unfortunately, Chen Chong didn’t believe this woman could make even human buns, so what else would she dare not make?

The two left in response, while Chen Chong carried the tile urn and poured wine everywhere.

After a while, Shuang'er took the lead and went downstairs with a bag. Looking at the difficult appearance, Chen Chong took it and saw that there were several large pieces of silver in the bag, which seemed to be melted from broken silver.

"Young Master, I haven't found any secret room, that's all the money."

Chen Chong nodded and shouted, "Old man, have you found anything in the kitchen?"

After waiting for a long time, the old man didn't reply. As soon as the two were about to go in and take a look, they heard a "bang", and then the old man staggered out with a wall.

The old boatman looked dissatisfied, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Hait~"

He retching a few times before he said in horror: "Young Master, go and see it yourself!"

Chen Chong raised his eyebrows and walked into the kitchen. The old man pointed to the big wooden cabinet in the corner of the kitchen and said with lingering fear: "It's in that cabinet."

Chen Chong turned his head and looked at it. There was a large wooden cabinet squatting in the corner. The wooden cabinet was one meter long, four feet wide and three inches above the ground.

When he was talking to Xiao Erniang before, he also saw this thing, but he didn't care.

This is a barn.

Before traveling through time, Chen Chong's house also had such a cabinet. I knew that in the old age, this thing was used by ordinary people to store dried rice, and it was nothing strange.

The middle of the barn is separated by a baffle, and there is a hinge cover on the left and right. At this time, the two covers have been pried open by the old man.
Chapter completed!