The person who came in was a middle-aged man with straight eyebrows and wearing a long gown with a front opening.

When they saw him, Xiao Longnu looked at him in surprise, while the others cast curious glances at him.

Uncle Jiu was stared at by these eyes and subconsciously took a half step back, with half of his foot away from the door.

Instead, it was Su Luo's "Good morning" that made him retract his foot, step into the door, and greet him calmly.

Seeing the package in Uncle Jiu's arms, Su Luo smiled and said, "Are you preparing something new?"

Uncle Jiu nodded: "I went to my junior brother's place and borrowed some things."

Su Luo gestured with his hand.

Uncle Nine placed the package on the bar.

Li Bai stood on tiptoe to take a look, then turned back and whispered, "It's a book. There's one called "Meishan Summoning God Technique", and there's another one about finding dragon points."

Several people turned their eyes to Xiao Long Nu again.

Seeing Xiaolongnu nod, everyone understood that this middle-aged man was the master of "Maoshan Taoism".

Ying Zheng wanted to make friends with him, but when he saw the Third Generation Blood Demon Wine in his hand, he finally held back.

Uncle Jiu has already sold his Taoist magic.

To be precise, there were three books of Taoist magic, and two books of Buddhist teachings that my junior fellow apprentice got from a neighboring temple, for a total of five hundred time and space coins.

This surprised him greatly.

Glancing at the wine list, his attention was also attracted by the Third Generation Blood Demon Wine.

When he found out that it came from "vampire", he was puzzled. He thought to himself that he was used to seeing ghosts. Evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, hanged ghosts, water ghosts, and poor ghosts were all common, but this kind of vampire was the first time he had heard of it.

But judging from the description, it does look somewhat similar to zombies.

It was not until he saw its life-extending effect clearly that he was shocked.

Uncle Jiu suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Luo: "Sir, can zombies be exchanged for time and space coins?"

Zombie?

Su Luo pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "It should be possible. Bring it and try it next time."

Uncle Jiu wanted so much that he wanted to beat his feet and stamp his chest.

I miscalculated. Why did I burn Old Master Ren? I should have sold it for money! "Will ghosts work?" He suddenly thought of another more common evil thing.

Su Luo gave him a smile.

How would he know if the pub hadn't tested it?

"I understand." Uncle Jiu was overjoyed.

Su Luo didn't know what he understood, so he just asked, "What do you need?"

"A cup of twenty-year-old Taoist wine." After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he calculated his balance.

This glass of wine just consumes the 500 new time and space coins, plus the remaining ones, the total is 900.

"Another cup of Nine Yang Manual wine, and one cup each of the Ten Years and Twenty Years Internal Skills." He continued, "Take them all away."

Su Luo looked at it in surprise.

"Bring it to my junior brother," Uncle Jiu said, "He always likes these things."

Su Luo suddenly realized.

While waiting for the wine, Uncle Jiu looked around subconsciously.

He happened to see Ying Zheng pouring the cup of Third Generation Blood Demon Wine into his mouth.

The current Ying Zheng is in his forties and has entered middle age. Years of wars and hard work have made his health not very good.

Although he had drunk Spider-Man's ability wine and power-enhancing wine, which had made his physique surpass its peak, the wrinkles on his forehead and eyes and the white hair on his temples had not disappeared.

Now he looks like a middle-aged man with a sturdy build and a dignified demeanor.

However, as he drank the glass of wine, the white hair on his head turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His wrinkles were quickly smoothed out, and even the skin on his face became radiant.

In just a few breaths, he changed from a middle-aged man in his forties to a young man in his early twenties.

Uncle Jiu was so stunned that he even forgot to catch the wine glass floating in front of him.

It wasn't until Su Luo reminded him that he came to his senses.

Su Luo pointed to the wine list: "Didn't you see it?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

It turned out to be the cup of third-generation blood demon wine!

Just seeing the description of "increasing life span by 250 years" was not enough for him to feel deeply.

But when he saw Ying Zheng almost rejuvenated, he realized the preciousness of this glass of wine.

He turned his head to look at the wine list in front of him and suddenly felt a little regretful.

If you save a little more money and buy a glass of wine like this, wouldn't it be possible to return to your youth?

There is no one who does not desire youth.

Uncle Jiu was naturally no exception.

Soon he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When did I become so greedy?

After taking the wine floating in front of him and thanking Su Luo, he turned and walked towards an empty table, intending to silently savor his "twenty years of Taoism".

On the other side, Li Bai and others surrounded Ying Zheng and kept congratulating him.

Ying Yinman obediently took out a mirror and held it in her hands, letting her young father see his appearance.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

He said "OK" three times and laughed, "I'll buy you a drink today!"

"Brother Zheng is very generous." Li Bai stood up, waved his hand and said loudly, "The King of Qin swept across the world, looking like a tiger! He waved his sword to cut through the clouds, and all the princes came to the west."

Upon hearing this poem, Ying Zheng was stunned at first, and then the joy on his face became more intense.

This poem should be passed down through the ages! Who dares to call themselves a tyrant in the future? He turned his head to look at the wine list, pondered for a moment, and then bowed to Su Luo and said, "Sir, I want a glass of Spider-Man Ability Wine."

Su Luo looked at him with a strange look, then looked at Li Bai and nodded slightly.

Ying Zheng grabbed the wine glass that flew into his palm and handed it to Li Bai, saying with a smile: "This poem should be accompanied by this wine!"

Even though Li Bai had always spent money lavishly, he was still stunned for a second by Ying Zheng's generosity.

But he didn't act pretentiously. He took it and said, "This wine is for Brother Zheng and the eternal stability of the Qin Empire!"

After saying that, he drank it in one gulp.

Gao Shi, who was standing next to him, was happy for his friend, but also secretly envious.

Why can’t I write such a good poem?

Ying Yinman's eyes flickered slightly, thinking that her father was so good to Li Bai, could it be that he also had a crush on Long Yang?

On the contrary, Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun had calmer expressions.

After all, they have money.

Uncle Jiu, who had just sat down, stared with his eyes wide open.

Does he know the price of Spider-Man's Ability Wine? And this guy in ancient costume actually gave away such a thing casually. How much money does he have? Ying Zheng naturally noticed Uncle Jiu's expression. On the surface, he was calm, but in his heart he was quite satisfied.

One thousand space-time coins is certainly not a small amount.

But Li Bai's poem made him very happy, and it is sure to be passed down through the ages. It is no exaggeration to say that it is worth a fortune.

It is not a big deal to use one thousand time and space coins to buy such a poem. The most important thing is that it can leave a deep impression on other guests in the tavern.

How could Ying Zheng be a stingy person! Once this impression is deeply rooted in people's minds, it will be much easier to do things.

Now, the people who enter the tavern are just like him, or not much stronger, but what if gods and Buddhas really come in the future? Their little kindness is enough for ordinary people to benefit infinitely! "My previous goal was too simple. Not only should I rule the world, but I should also establish the Xian Qin Empire!"

Ying Zheng looked at everyone with a smile on his face, but his eyes revealed great ambition.

Su Luo found this scene quite absurd.

If I remember correctly, Li Bai's poem consists of more than just these few lines.

Especially the last line of the poem, "But I see the golden coffin buried in cold ashes under the three springs," is not simply praising Qin Shihuang.

Maybe in this life, he has not figured out what is going to happen next?

(End of this chapter)