Chapter 581: Only drinkers leave their names

Autumn is coming to winter, time is long.
If you don't look up, you can see the outline of the Great Wall in the south. Chen Ping will mistakenly think that he is in a white paper blessing, or has drank Huang Guangfu's forgotten wine.
Even if Chen Ping’s practice is diligent, there is no slack every day, and it can even be said to be very busy. However, Chen Ping still feels that this is not a problem, so he asked Bai Hao to help him to fight. He never thought about how to be willing to die. At most, he taught the future aunts some boxing moves. Chen Pingan had to pay attention to the unfinished practice of boxing. He called Nalan Grandpa to the martial arts field of the mustard, and he was familiar with the flying sword killing power of a jade sword. With the "Assassin" who fell from the immortal world, I learned a lot about the secretive method of stealth. Many of the subtle means of practicing the fundamentals of the practice, "the white is close to the night," must be a sword repair, which makes Chen Pingan somewhat regrettable.
Beyond this, when you are free, Chen Pingan still tries to go to the wine shop every day to see it. He has to wait for the next time, and he does not help to sell wine. He is mixed with a group of farts and young girls. Together, continue to be his Mr. Storytelling, at most, the singer and the endorser, and do not involve any teaching.
Although Chen Pingan became the shopkeeper, but the big shopkeeper did not complain, because the real means of making money in the shop are all the two masters of Chen’s treasurer. Now he should be lazy, but in the end, it’s just a bit of money, and it’s out. Some of them are rigid. What's more, after the wine shop was smoothly opened, there were still many patterns behind. For example, after hanging the pair, there was a new batch of new batches.
"Drinking me can break the ground."
The wine cellars in the restaurant on the street are almost collapsed. They have stolen a lot of business. The key is that they have already lost their momentum. This has led to the sale of the Great Wall of Jianhe, almost everywhere. Hanging batches.
It seems that it seems that many alcoholic swords are repaired. In the end, I always feel that it is the best, or the most shameless.
After almost all the wine shops began to rely on the gourd painting, the shop began to have new means.
Inside the shop, there are a lot of small wooden cards with a safe and no-fashion style. They are all swordsmen who ask for a stack of wines. They are engraved with the name of the sword, and the ink treasures left are all hung on the wall. Sign.
If you don't follow the realm, you won't have a high score. Whoever writes first will hang the wooden card first, and the front will always write the name of the guest. If you are willing, you can write on the back of the wooden card. Write less and write less, the wine shop does not matter.
Nowadays, there are already no alcoholic merchants hanging on the wine shop wall. There are four people in the Shangwu Wujian Sword Fair. There are Baojin Chaufeng Snow Temple Weijin, Jianqi Great Wall native Jianxian Gaokui, Nanpo Weizhou. Jianxian Yuanqing, and once in the middle of the night alone to drink alcohol, Beiju Luzhou Yuxiu Jianjian Taowen. They all wrote words on the back of the no-go cards. They didn’t want to write them. The original four swordsmen just wrote the names. Later, Chen Ping looked for an opportunity to catch them. They had to make up, don’t write them and let them have them. Write, look at the twists and turns of the stacking eyes, the original business can do so.
So Wei Jin engraved "the sleep of the situation, the sword does not come out."
One-eyed and sturdy, with a very rough man, Gao Kui, wrote "Flowing good moon and longevity."
The fascinating Yuan Qingying wrote, "Where the world knows that my Yuanqing is a sword fairy."
Jianxian Taowen is the most famous. I heard that after drinking an altar of bamboo sea cave wine, I will write a sentence: "The wine here is cheap and good, excellent, if you can make a better account."
As the youngest generation of genius sword repair, there are Pang Yuanji, Yan, Chen Sanqiu, Dong Huanfu, including dozens of people, of course, the little girl Guo Zhujiu, wrote the big name Guo Zhujiu and the nickname "Green" Beyond the end, he secretly wrote "Master selling wine, apprentices buying wine, mentoring and friendship, touching and cuddling, forever."
There are still a lot of Xianjian sword repairs that can't be erased for the time being, but most of them only leave names and don't write others. What's more, Chen Ping did not take care of the business. I didn't know how to open it. Later, Chen Ping felt that this was not the case. He gave a few sheets of paper, saying that he saw the pleasing Yuan Yingjian, especially those who are willing to Leave a treasure, just don't know what to write, you can hand over one of them when you check out.
Then a Yuan Shou old sword repair with a rough character and no ink, after seeing one of the pieces of paper, was still pushing and arranging with the shopkeeper, posing a shelf, never wanting to change his face immediately, secretly put away the note. Let the stacking speed take the troubleless wooden sign, in the serious attitude of the enemy big demon, copy the note to write the verse, when you go, you also bought a pot of the most expensive Qingshen Mountain wine, deliberately pressed Jianqi, while drinking alcohol, while walking away, sings and sings, turning over and over, is the poem of "thinking, writing by hand".
"In the past, the wind was not enough, and there were a few wars and a few rounds of spring and autumn. After the drunk, I was drunk with a sword, and Zeng Mengqing came to pour wine."
After a night, among the alcoholic gamblers of the Great Wall of the Sword, the infamous Yuan Yingjian, who wrote the poems inexplicably, became famous.
However, it is said that in the end, I took a sword and flying sword that I didn't know where I came from, and I lay on the sickbed for several days.
There is also a fairly young Beijia Luzhou Yuan Yingjian, who also claims to drink alcohol under the moon. Occasionally, he wrote on the Nothing card that "the half of the sword is my friend, and the woman in the world is not shy." I wash my sword with alcohol, who doesn't say that I am romantic."
The bamboo sea hole wine in the wine shop is divided into three grades, a snowflake money and an altar, the taste is the lightest.
Better, a pot of wine and five snowflake money, but the wine shop announced that there will be a bamboo wall in the store, and there will be a bamboo wall hidden in the city, Jianxian Weijin and the little girl. Guo Zhujiu can prove that this is true.
First-class Qingshen Mountain wine, you have to spend ten snowflake money, you can not drink it, because the wine shop only sells one pot a day. After selling it, no one can drink it. The guest can only come back.
For a time, the small wine shop was full of people, but after the excitement, there were no more swords to sip on the ground and rush to buy wine, but the six tables can still be full.
Although the stack is already very satisfied with the income of the store, it is inevitable that some small losses, as sure, as Chen Ping’s expectation, after the store’s reputation is high, buying wine has become a difficult thing for many people. Many restaurant wines would rather lose money to the stack. Unwilling to sell the original pulp wine, it is obvious that the shop has broken the source. Once a few alcoholic merchants buy wine and no wine to sell, the business will go downhill all the way, and the short-lived embarrassment, business is difficult to long-term.
The stacker can see the near worries, the picker and the second treasurer will of course only be more clear, but Chen Pingan has never said anything. At the wine shop side, either talk to some regular customers, drink some drinks, or just in the street. At the corner of the lane, when you say Mr. Shu, you are mixed with the children. If you don’t want to worry about everything, you can only think about the way you broke.
Late this night, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao came to the shop that was about to fight, and there was no drinker.
Stacked up the account book, Chen Pingan sat aside, took out a snowflake money, asked for a pot of the cheapest wine, the treasurer to drink, but also to save money, this is the rule.
Chen Pingan was drinking and a careful reconciliation.
I also made an appointment early, and I want to drink together today because Chen Ping is very rare to treat guests.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao sit on a bench.
One person dominates one, Dong Huanfu and Chen Sanqiu sit together.
Looking at Chen Ping, who was sitting there and carefully looking through the books, and then looked at the stack of sitting on the side, couldn't help but ask: "I don't think Chen Xinxin is you?"
Chen Pinghui smiled and didn't raise his head. He just raised his wine bowl and sipped his mouth. He admitted that he was not authentic, so he was willing to take a sip.
There is no good air in the stack: "What is messy, doing business, don't you have to be so disciplined, it is a friend, only to do business in partnership, it is difficult to make a clear account, it is not a friend? Who has not leaked, when Who is wrong? If you have a mistake, nothing is fine, just fine? So you are right, I am not confused, business is yellow, and money can’t go.

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The stack smiled and said: "I didn't say sorry to you."
I have some resentment, "I heard you say that right.
I can't afford it, I am very happy to come here. I always feel that you are not sincere enough.

Chen Ping turned over a page of books and joked: "Friends have new friends, always so bad."
I’m swaying,
It’s not the case at all.

Chen Pingan handed over the wine bowl and touched it. He smiled and said: "I don't see you, the big man, the big man, the big round, the money is everywhere, and the next time he searches for the cheapest drink. Nothing is more inferior than a green-haired girl, so I will recite you."
The stack seems to be hesitant, and finally he has the courage to say: "Hey, Sanqiu, can you discuss things with you?"
Some doubts, Chen Sanqiu seems to have guessed, nodded with a smile, "can discuss."
I blinked. "Let's pull us into the partnership? I said, you have a look at the tanks in your house. I look at the guests of this day and I know that there are not a few squares left here. Nowadays, the restaurants of all sizes are jealous, so the source of the wine has become a big problem, right? This kind of thing is easy to say, simple, you don’t have to look for the three autumns, he’s the son of a man who doesn’t touch Yang Chunshui, lying down and enjoying the blessing, I don't understand these at all. I don't know. I have a lot of business at home. I can help you to pull some low-cost original pulp and wine. Don't worry, rest, just follow what you said, and follow the rules. Don't lose too much money in your own business, try to make a small profit and help you earn more."
The look of the stack is complicated.
Chen Pingan has some helplessness. He puts up the books and smiles: "The stack of treasurers is making money. There are two kinds of happiness. One is that the gods are falling into the bag, and they are going to fight every day. They plan to settle the accounts and count the harvest. One is like The feeling that making money is not easy and you can make money, you are fat, you talk about it yourself, is this the reason? You are so squatting with a sack of silver to move to the store, it is estimated that the stack is not willing to plan. If you are fat, you can report the number directly."
Suddenly realized, "I said early, stacked, so straightforward, I don't understand?"
Stacked anger: "Quiet me?"
He sipped his wine and asked for help: "Quiet me, blame me."
Chen Pingan began to shift the topic, and said some reasons for profit and loss and precautions.
In fact, I don’t understand this truth. I should have long thought about it. It’s just that there are some gaps between good friends. It seems to be big or small, but it’s dispensable. Some unintentional words are unwilling to have heart. Explain, it may feel too deliberate, or it may feel that there is no face, one drag, good luck, not tight, dragging for a lifetime, small things are trivial after all, there are big things to do better and better, it is nothing. Luck is not good, friends are no longer friends, and it doesn't matter if you say or not.
Everyone, all the same-age people in the room, together with Ning Yao, have their own hearts and minds. They are not the only ones among all the previous friends.
Chen Pingan is just taking advantage of the opportunity, the words are twirling, and as a neighbor, helping the two to see through and break. It’s early, no, it’s not people inside or outside. If it is later, such as squatting and stacking, each of them feels that he is the best friend with him, and it becomes less appropriate. These thoughts can't be said. If you say it, you will lose a word of wine, leaving only the faint water, so you can only think about it safely, and even let Chen Pingan feel too overwhelmed. Chen Pinghui will be guilty and full. Self-denial, but now it will not.
Every goodwill needs to be cared for with greater goodwill. Good people have a good time to report this sentence, Chen Pingan is a letter, and is the kind of sincerity and sincerity, but can not only hope that God returns, life is alive, dealing with people everywhere, in fact, everyone is God, no need to blindly ask, I only know to go to the heights.
How do I think about human affairs? It seems that I don’t treat people with sincerity. If I follow the rules and do what I do, harmless others, even big or small, and really benefit the world, then I shouldn’t be so constrained. Let’s ask ourselves again, and slowly swear on the word of conscience, that is, to cultivate the heart. This is what Mr. Wen Sheng’s so-called may wish to think about, even if it is discovered afterwards, it’s just a turn around, and it’s a first-class effort to go back to the original place. I don’t ask for the slightest from the heavens and the earth. A person who seeks goodness can be both self-sufficient and beneficial, and is it not beautiful? Is it not good?
The world is the same, and the world is unchanged. Only people can increase or decrease their hearts.
Three teaching questions, all of the philosophers, in the final analysis, are working this matter.
After talking, just friends are drinking together.
Chen Sanqiu said a little gossip. Recently, there will be a Beijia Luzhou sword fairy, who is about to rush to the Great Wall of Jianqi. It seems that this time has already reached the hanging hill, but there are also swordsmen to return home.
Beiju Luzhou sword repair, often, is generally a return after a war.
Only two consecutive wars in a decade, people are caught off guard, most of the North Club Luzhou Jianxiu actively stayed here, and then played again.
However, there will still be some Jianxian and Dixian sword repairs, and they have to leave the Jianqi Great Wall. After all, there are still sects that need to be concerned. There is no nonsense in the Jiancheng Great Wall. Not only will there be no complaints, but whenever a foreigner Jianxian When you are ready to leave, there will be an unwritten rule. Some local swordsmen who are familiar with it must ask this person to drink a drink and send it off. It is a gift from the Great Wall of Jianqi.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao turned their heads almost at the same time.
There are six people coming over there.
All are swordsmen!
One of the women's swordsmen, Chen Pingan not only knows, but also quite familiar, it is the northern Zhouzhou Luzhou Jianping master.
She once said that after asking Jiantai Taizong Jianzong to become a new Jianxian Liu Jinglong, it is necessary to come to Jianhe Great Wall to get out the sword and complete the agreement with Li Xia’s good friend Li Wei. The latter passed away, killing a big demon.
The other five people, Chen Pingan only knows one of them, walking at the forefront, is a tall old man who needs to be white, and his temper is really bad. When Chen Ping was on the city, he saw it with his own eyes. The old man screamed at the boss of the sword, and asked Chen Qing why he killed Dong Guan Waterfall. The Dong’s old master, who almost directly attacked the boss Jianxian, said,
Others are afraid of you Chen Qingdu, I am not afraid
, so Chen Ping’s impression on the old man is extremely profound. The Dongguan Waterfall, which was smashed by the swordsman, is also somewhat curious, because according to Ning Yao’s statement, Dong Guan Waterfall, the
Little Dong Grandpa
, is actually very good.
I can only say that this is the so-called family that has this difficult experience.
A sword-stricken Great Wall, too many amazing swordsmen, more trouble.
Dong San and the group who just arrived at the Jianqi Great Wall, seems to be running this small wine shop.
Chen Pingan looked at the other four swordsmen and guessed the identity of two of them. The emperor Hanzong, the emperor of the Taihu Emperor, and the ancestor of the ancestral home, Huang Tong.
Chen Ping, they have all stood up.
After Dong Zhaofu’s Dong San’s screaming ancestors, he said a fair word,
The shop is not accounted for.

Dong San even blinked: "You have no money on your body?"
Dong Huanfu shook his head and said: "I never drink money when I drink."
Dong San smiled evenly and smiled: "I don't want to be the son of my Dong family. This kind of thing that has no face and no skin, the entire Jianqi Great Wall, it is also very reasonable for us to do it."
It’s hard to avoid some battles.
The old man is the owner of the Dong family, Dong San.
On the top of the city, I carved the old sword fairy of the word "Dong"!
One of the most annoying things about Aliang in the past was to learn more about swordsmanship with Dong San. He could hide and hide, and let Dong San give more money. He didn’t give money. He was always standing at the head of the city. Beating beside the huts, don't go to the city to disturb the boss's swordsman's rest, and he will be there, then he will lie on the roof of Dongjia Temple.
Dong San took a bigger hand and picked two tables together. He said to the younger generations: "No one should come up with nonsense, just take the wine to the table."
Chen Pingan took the initiative to nod and greeted him. He smiled and nodded.
I didn’t think that the old ancestor of the Jianzong Emperor, Huang Tong, took the initiative to smile at Chen’s peace. Chen Pingan had to hold a fist and did not speak.
After Dong San was seated, he blinked at the door of the shop and said: "Dare to write, but the words are not bad, anyway,
Liang Nai climbed a lot stronger.

The forehead of the stack has been involuntarily exuding the fine sweat beads.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan are also somewhat cramped.
No way, they went to Dong San and the other side, and they couldn’t reach them. Most of their family’s swordsmen and elders were all stunned.
Still calm and calm, probably left Ning Yao and Chen Pingan.
Dong San took a pot of wine and got up and left. The other two swords, the Great Wall native swordsman, left with their words.
Han Hanzi, Huang Tong and Yu Cai, who are also from Luzhou Luzhou, stayed.
Chen Pingan let the stacks get a good altar from the shop, and they walked over with them. "The younger generation Chen Ping, I have seen Han Zongzhu, Zong Zongzhu, Huang Jianxian."
He smiled and said: "Yellow child, listen, I am ahead of you, this is the end of the improper lord."
Chen Pingan has some helplessness.
This is why you don’t talk about the rivers and lakes.
I never thought that Huang Tong smiled and said: "I am behind the lord, very good, above and below, it is all right."
Chen Ping, who had just been seated, almost didn't sit still, and he couldn't take care of it. He quickly took a drink and suppressed it.
I have traveled to Luzhou in the past, but I have never heard of the sword of the emperor Jianzong.
Why did Qi Jinglong not say a few words? For the Sayādaw?
It seems that Huang Tongjian will not be low, otherwise it will be in Luzhou, Zhouzhou.
He sneered and said: "I wish you a ferry across the continent, drowning in the middle of the road to feed the fish."
Huang Tong laughed happily, but he was not annoyed at all, but he was happy.
Han Zizi is an elder who is extremely stable and sword-like. He smiles at Chen Pingan: "Don't ignore their nonsense."
Huang Tong converges on the smile, and there is no longer a look that is old and disrespectful. "Now, the flying swords on the side of the mountain are rumored. Every one of the roots and the feet, the content, are staring, and many are still being arbitrarily When I blocked it, I couldn’t justify it. Fortunately, the letter of Qi Jinglong’s book in our house was so clever that it was not blocked. Since Chen Ping and our Liu Jinglong are friends, you are even a hometown Jian Xiu, then you are here. People, it is considered to be a good family. First of all, I thank you for taking the lead to ask the sword, to help Qi Jinglong open a good head, the one who made a good deal with the college, followed by the old things I have to take care of my face, and I have Qi Jinglong not only standing in the north of Luzhou as a sword fairy, but also having three good martial arts. This is the case, we are owing you a sword. A big man."
Speaking of this, Huang Tong smiled a little, "So the lord wants to be behind, just pick it, my yellow boy said no words, frowning, even if I am not enough!"
He took the corner of his mouth and said: "Tell you a good news, Jiang Shangzhen is already a fairyland."
Huang Tong immediately said: "I am enough to be a sword, I am not enough."
Jiang Shangzhen of Dog Day is the common nightmare of the men and women of Luzhou, Luzhou. In that year, his Jindan can be used as a baby, and later the famous jade can be used as a fairy, so now the immortal? Even if I don't talk about the cultivation of this guy, it's like a guy who is squatting with a septic pit. Who is willing to involve the relationship? As Jiang Jiang really punches, a sword is handed out, and it will be exchanged for the pee. The key is that this person still vengeance, and the road is good, so even Huang Tong is not willing to provoke, in the history of Beiju Luzhou There used to be an old-aged monk who didn’t believe in evil. He spent a hundred years on the iron. In order to kill the scourge of everyone’s screaming and not killing, the result was not cheap, and the teacher’s door was a terrible one. Regarding the love and hate of the whole division, the enthusiasm and entanglement of the smog, gave Jiang Shangzhen a messy mess, wrote several large books of the water gods, or the kind of pictures, and Jiang Shangzhen likes to see people, not to receive, I Jiang Shangzhen gives you money, you can't receive it, is it good to turn a few pages to see a few eyes?
Han Xiaozi smiled and said: "Brother, there are younger generations here, even if you don't care about your identity, you can help Jinglong to make a good impression."
Huang Tong coughed and drank the wine. He continued: "There is a good thing, and the customs of the Great Wall of the Swords are similar to the Beizhou Luzhou. It is really different. The battlefield on the south side of the city is killing us. Familiar catching and killing, there is a world of difference, many monks in other continents often die in the contact wars of the previous few days, inadvertently, is the ending of the fall, don’t take advantage of the jade sword repair, the battlefield On, killing, calculating each other, inside the Yaozu, there is also a sinister existence."
Huang Tong’s wrist was twisted, and three books were taken from the squatting objects. The two old ones were renewed and pushed to the opposite side.
Two books, the Jiancheng Great Wall Edition was engraved, one introduced the Yaozu, one Similar to the military book, the last one is that I have experienced two major wars, and I have written my experience. I advise you to say a word. If you don’t read the three books thoroughly, then I will respect you for a while, then Later, I went to the Northern Zhouzhou Luzhou Jianzong, and I will not sacrifice myself to death. Because you are pleading for death, you are not worthy of my yellow boy for your sword!"
I picked up three books and nodded: "I have a big life and death, I dare to be self-sufficient."
Huang Tong sighed and turned to look at the younger brother. It was also the lord of the Taixuan Jianzong. "This girl is not a tall man in Zongmen, so she can only go out in person, we are too martial arts, not my yellow. Child support scene? Teacher, I am not good at handling affairs, you know, I teach my disciples even more impatient, you also know that you go back to Beizhou Luzhou, and then help Jinglong Denggao a journey, isn't it good? Jianqi Great Wall Isn't there a sword fairy without the sword of Taihui, there is me."
Han Zizi shook his head. "You and I have already said this, I don't have to persuade me to change my mind."
Huang Tong angered: "Speaking of a fart, it is that I can't beat you, I can only go back to Beizhou Luzhou."
Han Yuzi said indifferently: "Returned to the Taijian Jianzong, it is good to practice the sword."
Huang Tong was very sad and drank a large bowl of wine. "But you are the one who is the master. You leave, leaving a yellow boy, I am a sword, enough to have a clear conscience."
Han Yuzi said: "I have a flaw. Since the establishment of the Zongmen, the Taixuan Jianzong has not yet had a sovereign warlord and the Great Wall, and there is no flying swordsman. The latter, Liu Jinglong, There is hope. So I can safely make the former."
Huang Tong suddenly left.
However, before going down the mountain, Huang Tong went to the wine shop, wrote his name with sword, and wrote a sentence behind his back.
When the old man left, the mood was desolate, and there was no point in the sword.
After hearing about the rules of the wine shop, he also was very excited. He only engraved his own name, but he did not write any words behind the no-go cards. He only said that she would kill the two five-faced monsters and write them again.
The name of Han Yuzi is also written, and the words are also written.
"The fourth generation of the Emperor Jianzong of the Han Dynasty, Han Zizi."
"There is no great regret in this life."
During this period, Chen Pingan has been quietly drinking.
Wait until the two masters of the Luzhou ancestor, Han Caizi and Han Yuzi, walked side by side and walked on the lonely street in the dead of night.
Chen Ping stood up and shouted: "Two lords."
Han Zizi whispered softly: "Don't look back."
I never thought that I had already turned around and asked: "Is there something?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The money is money."
He asked Han Zizi, and he wondered: "In the Great Wall of Jianqi, how much does it cost to drink?"
Han Zizi looks at himself: "I don't know."
I frowned and frowned. "Just keep it in the head of Jiang Shangzhen, you will book a small summer money for a snowflake!"
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile.
The two swordsmen slowly moved forward.
I feel a little strange, and it is reasonable to say that Chen’s temper should not be so right, and turned to look.
The young man clasped his sleeves and looked at them both. After seeing the slap in the face, he sat back at the wine table.
Han Xiezi smiled in words: "This young man is not looking for words. He probably thinks that it is good to talk more than one or two sentences."
I have no choice but to say: "What is this with?"
Han Zizi thought about it and actually gave an answer, "Sword repair and sword repair."