The table of Huanghuali wood is orange and yellow. Although it has been used in inns for many years, due to the shopkeeper's diligent wiping, there are no traces of oil. Even the marks of swords on the edge of the table are cleaned with a brush and no dust is left.

But where is there anything more brilliant than gold in this world?

The golden ingots were placed on the table and immediately became the most dazzling place in the entire hall.

The provocative person stood up in shock, widened his eyes, and stared at the golden ingot. It seemed as if the golden ingot would grow wings and fly away in the blink of an eye.

Liu Ruiying looked at it and couldn't help laughing out loud.

This smile made the man's spiritual platform clearer. He slowly straightened his waist, stood up, stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks, deliberately posing a casual and indifferent expression, but his eyes were thrown down from time to time, constantly confirming whether the gold ingot was still there.

"uncle?"

The old woman wearing gold and silver asked tremblingly.

Seeing that the man ignored it, he took out another piece of gold ingot from his waist, but it was bigger and purer than the previous one.

A person only has two eyes, but a piece of gold ingot is enough to occupy all the spirit of a person. I am afraid that the two pieces will not be able to put them even if they open their mouths...

The provocative person did open his mouth.

Because he felt his chest was a little stuffy... the nostrils as thick as his thumb could no longer satisfy his breathing, so he could only open his mouth, which made him feel much more comfortable.

He grabbed the collar with his right hand and pulled it out a few times, making the neck looser.

The cold wind outside kept blowing, and he actually started sweating!

From the top of the head, under the armpits, and at the back of the neck, there was a constant stream of white air rolling upwards, and the whole person turned into a steamer.

Liu Ruiying just thought the first piece of ingot was strange and ridiculous.

But as soon as the second ingot fell on the table, he felt a little scary...

Liu Ruiying saw that the first ingot was fifty taels, and the second was exactly twice the previous one, one hundred taels.

The old woman wearing gold and silver took out 150 taels of gold to appease the provocative person.

Either she was crazy or she didn't know that there were other uses of this gold.

But no matter how rich he is, he can't stand the trick. Moreover, Liu Ruiying knew very well that the old woman was not crazy. Because the madman would not be aggressive, nor would he apologize and admit his mistakes. The madman was immersed in his own world, and no one could get in, and he didn't want to go out.

It is impossible for an old woman to say that she doesn't know the use of gold.

After all, all her hands were wearing gold rings on her ten fingers.

One hundred and fifty taels of gold, at least ten more gold rings can be created, with fingers full of them, aren’t they still wrists? Bracelets are more waste than rings, and a pair of gold bracelets are more face-saving and more noble than ten gold rings!

Liu Ruiying twitched his nose a few times.

He smelled a faint smell of blood.

It was not coming out of the kitchen, but it was quietly overflowing into the air.

As soon as he entered the inn, he felt a fishy smell.

Now, he was finally sure that the fishy smell was bloody.

But when you go out, you are walking on the road of the world. It's like a big stage, where everyone appears like a lantern. Today you are a hero, but the day after tomorrow you may become a desperate prodigal son.

But no matter what role it is, there is one thing that is wine.

Do you want to drink to relieve your sorrows or drink to have fun.

There are always people who love it as much as their destiny, and there are always people who hate it to the core.

Liu Ruiying looked around and found that in the entire inn, he and the barbarian Zhiji did not drink. The rest were placed in front of everyone.

The wine is brought by myself, but the wine glass is borrowed from the shopkeeper's shopkeeper.

The wine glass is a consumable here. At most, it will inevitably be broken if you serve two tables of people.

Whether it is a quarrel or unintentional, the wine glass always falls to the ground through words.

Someone has calculated the account for the shopkeeper. He can earn hundreds of taels of silver every month with the deposit of this wine glass.

Liu Ruiying also likes wine.

Although it is not a coquettish love, it is definitely not a repulsive.

He searched for it and finally found the source of the fishy smell, which was the bottle of wine from the boy Huang Shan.

It was a small, bulging plum bottle, and the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a silver bean wrapped in a red cloth.

The bottle was not on him, but his grandmother, the old woman dressed in plain clothes and looked humble and polite, and took it out of her arms and handed it to him.

When the young man Huang Shan saw this wine bottle, pain appeared on his face...

It seems that what is contained in it is not a good wine, but a bitter medicinal soup.

No matter how old a person is, he doesn't like taking medicine. Especially many people feel that they are in good health and never get sick, so they will avoid medical treatment from now on.

After the old woman pulled out the bottle stopper, the smell of blood poured out from it and spread throughout the hall.

Fortunately, the windows were wide open and dispersed a lot, but the rest still couldn't escape Liu Ruiying's nose.

Sometimes his nose is very flexible, even more flexible than a dog's nose. He can smell such a light blood in the lobby where the cool breeze is hung. But sometimes it is like a decoration, breaking into the girl's boudoir without knowing it.

The front taste is bloody and the aftertaste is mellow.

It's certainly wine.

But there is definitely blood in this wine!

The smell of blood, even the strong wine, cannot be worn away!

It may even become more intense and exciting by the inspiration of alcohol.

If the two are mixed together, they will definitely produce a salty and fishy smell like rust.

This taste is unacceptable to ordinary people.

Unless the grassland people with strong flavors have to drink at a banquet, they will drink it all in one go.

The habit of making wine with blood is in many places in the Five Kings Realms: cow blood wine, sheep blood wine, and even dog blood wine.

The most special blood wine that Liu Ruiying has ever drunk was the wolf blood wine poured out of their pockets when Dingxi King Huo Wang assembled all the Xuan Crow Army in the city of Dingxi King.

It was brewed with the wolf blood of the wolf riding in the grassland royal court. It was very fishy and had a salty taste. Instead, it made the wine taste less obvious. But when I drank it in my throat, it felt like I was cut by a knife, and it almost choked Liu Ruiying's tears at that time.

The wine bottle in the hand of the boy Huang Shan was definitely not wolf blood, nor was it wine made from the blood of any other animal.

Thinking of this, Liu Ruiying fought a cold war...

The answer was about to come out, but he was unwilling to continue facing it.

This is the strange thing about people... Many times, they often know the truth but still pretend to be confused. This confusion is not to pretend to be for others to see, but to fool themselves.

What are the benefits of fooling yourself?

The truth will be faced sooner or later.

Whether you admit it or not, it is like that and nothing will change.

All this is nothing more than allowing oneself to live in peace in this moment, but in the future, the conflict may be more intense.

Most of the short-term peace and violent conflict will be blinded by short-term confusion, and the delusion of the conflict will not exist in the future.

The young man in Huangshan approached the bottle, sniffed it, and then gently lowered the bottle.

Seeing this scene, her grandmother eagerly got up from the stool, bent down and arched her back, held the bottom of the bottle with both hands, trying to fill her grandson with all her brains.

But her speed was one step slower after all...

When she held the bottle firmly, the young man Huang Shan was already standing in front of the provocative person. The towel that was originally placed on the bend of his arms was now holding it with both hands.

He looked at the provocative man with a burning look and said word by word:

"You've got my towel dirty!"

The big man was stunned and didn't know what to say.

The old woman in gold and silver hurriedly blocked the young man in Huangshan, isolated him from the big man, waved her hands constantly and frowned, asking the big man to take two 150 taels of gold ingots on the table, and leave quickly.

As the three of them moved, Liu Ruiying couldn't see it clearly, but found that the old woman's hand with ten gold rings suddenly dropped and lost her vitality.

The lobby suddenly became quiet.

The young man Huang Shan, who was standing behind him, moved two steps to the side, stood shoulder to shoulder with the old woman, looking ahead, looking at the man, holding the towel up a little higher, almost covering his face.

Liu Ruiying's whole spirit was on the old woman.

She suddenly shortened, but the incident happened suddenly, and the light was dim, so she didn't understand what was going on.

"Dong!"

A muffled sound came from the floor.

Liu Ruiying looked down and found that even the floor in the inn was made of yellow rosewood. It seemed that the shopkeeper's obsession with this kind of wood was indeed to a certain extent.

If you can arrange the store in this kind of wood, it can be seen that you don’t care about whether it looks beautiful or not, but only care about whether it is such an object.

Some people are willing to enjoy what they cherish and are not willing to show them openly.

Little do you know that objects are objects, so when you hide them, how can you feel more happy when you praise them?
To be continued...