The purpose of the old alcoholic himself standing here for most of the day is the same. The important thing has not been solved yet. Naturally, he did not bother him anymore. So he followed Fang Yichen to Fang Yichen's house.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw that the stool was still there, which was convenient. There was no need to open the door first and then go in to get it. Fang Yichen stood on the stool and plugged the electric card. After reading the quantity, he pulled out the electric card. Fang Yichen breathed in. The electric problem was finally solved. Fang Yichen opened the door and invited the old drunkard in.

The living room was empty, with only one sofa, a coffee table, and a dining table. The old drunkard just walked in and glanced around casually. Xianyun Yehe was used to living in this life, so he didn't care much about these things. He walked to the sofa and sat down casually. However, Fang Yichen's living room seemed to be able to sit here.

I remembered that the old drunkard came just now and asked him to drink, so I quickly walked into the kitchen again. There was a box of white wine in the kitchen. A classmate of his family, who runs a winery, and knew that Fang Yichen liked to drink, so I gave it a box. It is said that this was made by homemade. Fang Yichen drank it once and it was very delicious. It was because he couldn't bear to drink it, so he put it to the present. Although this was the case, he felt a little embarrassed to take it out now. It was not that he was stingy, because he had drunk the old drunkard's gourd wine and knew that the wine was incomparable. He just boasted that he wanted to invite the old drunkard, but he didn't know that, and the old drunkard would still come. But what he said was the water that was poured out. After thinking about it, he could only move it out with a thorn.

Fang Yichen moved a box of wine to the coffee table. After thinking about it, he returned to the kitchen and found a few bags of peanuts, and took a few plates. He took them out. Fang Yichen took out the peanuts and poured them into the plate, took out two bottles of wine from the box and placed them on the coffee table. Then he found a seat next to the old alcoholic and sat down.

"That... that old alcoholic. My wine is not as good as the wine in your gourd, but this is my best wine. Just put it down." Fang Yichen opened a bottle of wine and put it in front of the old alcoholic, and said embarrassedly.

The lid of the wine bottle was opened, and the old alcoholic nose moved up and down. His eyes lit up, and he grabbed the wine bottle, raised his head and took a big mouthful. Then he sighed, "Good wine, good wine!"

Fang Yichen was a little puzzled. There was no need to be the wine in his gourd. Could it be that the old man was old and weak and had a problem with his taste? Or the wine in the gourd was obviously much better than this one. But he also said that this wine was a good wine. Of course, the problem of his illness had not been solved yet. It was difficult to say this, so he asked carefully:

"That... old alcoholic, is this wine far worse than the wine in your wine gourd?"

"You know, Baihualu is the best, there is no such thing in the world. The wine is good, but it's just a little bit. I just drank it myself. After drinking it, it's gone. You kid just drank half of it." The old alcoholic looked at Fang Yichen with his eyes and said unhappy. Now he was still feeling sorry for the half-goured wine that Fang Yichen drank. He drank another big sip of wine, then he relieved his anger and continued to say.

"There is no comparison between the two types of wine. Baihualu is a treasure. If you know whether to collect it, you are reluctant to drink it. Usually, you are ordinary wine. Your wine is the top among ordinary wines, so of course you have agreed."

"Oh, oh, then drink more if you drink a lot." Fang Yichen didn't want to bother with this issue. Hey, why is this so similar to an advertising slogan?

The old drunkard didn't reply again, but just cared about holding the wine bottle and drinking it bit by bit. His eyes were narrowed, as if he was enjoying it.

"That... that old alcoholic, I'll give you all the wine to you. Take it back and taste it slowly, but see if it's that... that..." He was enjoying it, but Fang Yichen was anxious. My business has not been resolved yet. He quickly reminded him. He didn't say the words afterwards, but he looked at the old alcoholic with a look you know.

Seeing that the old man liked it, a box of wine was given away. Yes, although this wine is his treasure, it is not as important as life. Why do you need wine if you die? Besides, I mean I gave it to you, but you have to move this box of wine away. You can't carry any hand wherever you go. At most, a few bottles are taken away, and the rest is mine. Fang Yichen thought evilly.

The old man heard Fang Yichen say that he had given him the wine. With a wave of his sleeve, the box of wine disappeared. He didn't say anything, and continued to drink the wine bottle one by one. It seemed that he had seen through what Fang Yichen was thinking. While drinking, he looked at Fang Yichen proudly.

Fang Yichen put his forehand on his head and was stunned by the scene in front of him! He was unstable, his body slipped, fell off the sofa, and sat on the ground. Fang Yichen, who was sitting on the ground, rubbed his eyes. He wanted to confirm whether he was dazzled. He looked at it several times. But the box of wine was indeed gone. "Damn it! No! He hit a ghost?" Fang Yichen muttered in his heart. Then he raised his head and looked at the old alcoholic strangely, as if he could see something.

But Fang Yichen looked at it for a long time but couldn't tell anything. The old man was still an old man, except for his weird clothes, there was nothing special. Fang Yichen was not afraid. He had been with the old drunkard for so long. He felt that the old drunkard had no intention of hurting him.

Fang Yichen stood up and circled around the old drunkard for a few times. After looking back and forth, he didn't find where the box of wine was going, so he asked the old drunkard tentatively.

"immortal?"

The old drunkard looked at Fang Yichen, smiled, and ignored him. He still drank on his own

"Monster?" Fang Yichen asked unwillingly, and after saying that, he even put on an expression that you must be.

"Get out! There's not so much nonsense!" The old drunkard kicked Fang Yichen back to the sofa when he saw this expression, and then scolded.

This kick was woken up by Fang Yichen. Damn, it was off topic. No matter whether he is a god or a monster, I asked him back to save my life. As long as I could cure myself, I quickly ran back to the old drunkard with a smile, and pulled the old drunkard's sleeve. I said flatteringly

"That...that old drunkard, do you think we can start?"

‘Why do you think this expression is like where have you seen this passage?’ Looking at Fang Yichen’s expression, listening to Fang Yichen’s words, the old drunkard felt familiar. By the way, I remembered that this is like Lichunyuan had seen it hundreds of years ago. Lichunyuan? Isn’t that a brothel? Oh, thinking about it, the old drunkard’s hair was standing up all over. He quickly patted Fang Yichen the hand holding his sleeve, and then kicked Fang Yichen back to the sofa. Then he said

"What to start, stay away from me!"

Hearing the old drunkard's words, Fang Yichen was so angry. How could this old man turn against him faster than turning over a book? He refused to admit his account now? So he said gritting his teeth.

"Old man, you don't want to just get benefits and not work. You promised me."

(No. 1 update today)
Chapter completed!