【Ding!】

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【*8】

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At this moment, Ningchuan was really happy and happy.

If he pastes it at this speed, even if a master comes to assassinate him, he won't be afraid.

In just half a day, the strength value increased to thousands of points.

Come on, let the storm come more violently.

Ning Chuan screamed wildly in his heart.

The innkeeper was secretly dumbfounded and horrified.

Is this guy really a human?

One person drank at least nearly a hundred kilograms of red sorghum.

However, his expression remained unchanged and he was not drunk at all!

It is truly the celestial being in wine!

"Shopkeeper, we're almost out of wine."

The waiter in the shop hurried over in a hurry, "There are still the last five jars left, do you want to bring them over?"

"So fast?"

The shopkeeper's face changed slightly.

Today, this group of charlatans are really ready to drink all his wealth dry.

However, the shopkeeper's heart soon changed.

He is not afraid of people drinking, but he is afraid that these people will not be able to pay the bill for a while!

Although there are many decent people among them.

But after all, these wines are too expensive.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper immediately pushed towards the crowd.

"There's no more wine, the shopkeeper will continue serving wine!"

What Ningchuan put on was just when he felt comfortable, and he couldn't help but drink.

"Yes, serve the wine quickly, I want to have a bowl of farewell wine with Ning Shaoxia!"

Lu Xiaorong from the Feixia Sword Sect slammed the table with excitement.

"Ahem..."

The shopkeeper coughed softly a few times, walked over and said, "Everyone, you have drunk enough today. You will drink up our 200-year-old Yanyulou brand in no time. If you can't get the wine, let's wait."

Besides, let’s talk about the accounts first.

You have drunk a total of fifty-two jars of my century-old red sorghum. Each jar of century-old red sorghum is equivalent to the market price of eighty taels of silver. The total is 4,160 taels of silver. As for the broken wine bowl, treat it as a gift from me.

Now I don’t know which hero can pay these 4160 taels of silver first.”

Ning Chuan: “…”

Lu Xiaorong: “…”

All the heroes: “…”

4160 taels?

A group of people were sweating.

Is this a robbery?

Everyone walks around the world, who would carry so much money with him?

"Ahem, shopkeeper, isn't red sorghum worth two taels of silver and sixty pounds? Why is it so expensive here?"

Lu Xiaorong couldn't help but speak.

"My red sorghum is a hundred years old. It has been stored by my ancestors since the fourth generation. It has a price but no market. The so-called eighty taels are considered cheap. Dear heroes, do you want to take advantage of my old man's account?"

The shopkeeper's face darkened.

It’s over!

He originally saw that there were many disciples in this group of people wearing decent clothes from famous families, and thought they could pay the bill.

Now one look at the expressions of this group of people and one can tell that most of them cannot afford it!

What's more important is that a large group of people just finished drinking and left.

He couldn't catch up even if he tried to catch up now.

"If you want to default on your debt, don't blame me, this old man!"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'm going to find your elders and let everyone see that the so-called noble and upright people have this face. If you have the guts, kill the old man!"

Everyone's expressions changed immediately, and they quickly blocked the exit.

"Ning Shaoxia, this...this...did you say before that it was your treat?"

Lu Xiaorong became anxious and quickly looked at Ning Chuan.

"Yes, Ning Shaoxia is treating us!"

A group of people spoke quickly.

Ning Chuan was covered in cold sweat.

This is crazy...

Pretending to be too big.

Who knew the cocktail party at Yanyulou was so expensive?

"Ahem, shopkeeper, don't worry, 4160 taels? I just have more than 500 taels with me. I'll pay the deposit first, and I'll get the remaining money to you at the county government office!"

Ning Chuan quickly took out more than five hundred taels of scattered silver from his body.

All this money was earned from his hard work in digging corpses, and he had accumulated it for a long time.

I thought I was a little rich.

Now it seems that there is not enough money for several jars of wine.

The shopkeeper's face was gloomy, he took over five hundred taels of silver, gritted his teeth and said, "What about the rest? There are so many of you, and each of you can collect dozens of taels, can you also collect enough money for my drink? Don't tell me, each of you

I can’t even get out dozens of taels from me.”

"Ahem..."

A group of charlatans had slightly red faces and coughed softly.

They travel around the world, not sticking to trivial details, using heaven as their quilt and the earth as their bed. Why do they bring so much money?

No matter how much money you bring, it will be almost spent already. Can you still save it for now?

"I only have eight dollars on me..."

"I have one or two..."

"you!"

The shopkeeper was furious.

These are just a bunch of poor people!

If he had known this, he would not have been able to grow red sorghum for hundreds of years!

Ning Chuan couldn't help but feel ashamed.

But even if everyone could bring it out, he didn't want everyone to crowdfund it. After all, it was agreed that it was his treat.

"Shopkeeper, don't worry, go to the county government office, go to the county government office..."

Ning Chuan spoke repeatedly.

Anyway, there is no one in the county office now, so I can move all kinds of things at will. I don’t believe I can’t get enough 4,000 taels of silver.

"Okay, I will go to the county government office with you!"

The shopkeeper's face was ashen.

He led a group of guys and followed behind Ning Chuan.

"Ning Shaoxia, how about I go to my master to borrow some money?"

Lu Xiaorong said calmly.
To be continued...