"You two, we meet again!"

Tony held the wine glass in one hand and waved at the two men with the other.

"Hello, Mr. Stark." Peter smiled.

He has always been in a good mood and didn't have any problem with Tony because of what happened in the morning.

After all, in his opinion, he was the one who called the other party a "playboy" first.

Harry didn't even raise his head, obviously not wanting to communicate any more with this playboy.

Tony didn't care. He sat down next to the two of them and said with a smile, "I've seen you!"

Peter and Harry were both stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Tony gestured at the height of the table and said, "You in the other world are still two little kids, only this tall!"

"Is it really me?" Peter became interested.

Tony nodded and blinked: "You are still my fan!"

"And you, independent and lonely little guy!" He smiled at Harry again.

"I exist in that world too?" Harry's tone finally revealed a hint of surprise.

He always felt that he was invited by a good friend, and was somewhat embarrassed.

But Tony's words made him realize that he might not be just a lucky passerby.

"Why not you?" Tony vaguely sensed Harry's emotions and smiled, "You're great too, little guy!"

Harry's blood immediately rose to his chest, and his dissatisfaction with Tony disappeared. He said sincerely, "Thank you."

Tony waved his hand.

He drank his wine slowly and chatted with the two of them.

He has a high emotional intelligence, but he usually disdains to flatter others, which makes him appear to be sharp-tongued.

He learned a lot of information about the tavern from the two of them.

"That person is called Ying Zheng, an ancient emperor..."

"The Princess Ying Yinman this morning is his daughter..."

Just as Tony looked at Ying Zheng following the introduction of the two people, he saw the other party stand up.

Tony raised his glass and nodded in a friendly manner, then suddenly noticed Ying Zheng walking straight towards him.

"Hello, Mr. Stark." After walking closer, Ying Zheng took the initiative to speak.

"My friends all call me Tony," Tony said with a smile, "Brother Zheng."

"Tony, would it be convenient for us to talk aside?" Ying Zheng said with a smile.

"Sure." Tony said, finishing the last of his drink.

He clenched his fists lightly and quickly adjusted to the changes in his body.

He stood up and nodded to Peter and Harry, then sat down opposite Ying Zheng.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Ying Zheng got to the point: "Tony must have known that the world I live in is equivalent to yours thousands of years ago, and it is still very backward and poor..."

"Even so, there are still many greedy barbarians coveting my people..." After introducing his situation, Ying Zheng said, "I heard that you were a weapons merchant. Can you sell me the weapons in your inventory?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's request, Tony frowned and felt embarrassed.

"Sadly, you know, that's the past," he said.

Ying Zheng had anticipated this result long ago.

He smiled and said, "I won't force you, but you should have some abandoned weapons production lines, right? Could you sell them to me?"

Tony suddenly understood the other party's purpose.

Stark Group's weapons production factories were sold and some production lines were abandoned.

But he always felt it was absurd to sell it to other worlds, and it also went against his original intention.

Seeing that Ying Zheng looked unhappy, he smiled again and said, "Of course, although I can't sell you anything related to weapons, I might be able to give you a small toy I made a few years ago."

"What?" Ying Zheng asked.

"A set of 'doomsday production lines' that I envisioned, including a full set of seeds and suitable fertilizers, mining, electricity, metallurgy, chemical production technologies and small tools, will be enough to help humans restore order after the end of the world and quickly establish basic industries." Tony smiled, "I wonder if Brother Zheng is interested?"

He actually said it casually just to appease the guy in front of him.

But this kind of thing is easy to integrate, and he doesn't even need to do it himself.

Ying Zheng was stunned for half a second, and ecstasy surged in his heart.

He had witnessed the power of modern industry through tablets.

It took him a long time to figure out these concepts, but the guy in front of him was able to help him get a full set of techniques and tools.

This thing is more important than cold weapons!

Thinking of the value of that brain of knowledge, he had no doubt that Tony was deceiving him.

"Thank you very much." Ying Zheng cupped his hands and asked, "What do you think of the price?"

Tony waved his hand nonchalantly: "No need to be polite between friends."

Ying Zheng laughed: "Okay, I accept you as my friend!"

Having said that, he stood up and walked to the bar. After a quick glance, he asked Su Luo to buy a glass of second-generation werewolf fortified wine.

This wine is brewed from the blood of the werewolf leader Lucian. There are currently dozens of cups left. It is worth 300 time and space coins. It can enhance physical fitness three times and extend life by 50 years.

He wanted to buy other wine, but today's quota of ten glasses of wine had already been sold out.

After getting the wine, Ying Zheng handed it to Tony and said with a smile: "Good wine goes well with heroes, don't despise it!"

Tony also laughed: "Of course not."

He was secretly sighing in his heart.

The emperor was really generous. He received a glass of wine worth 300 time and space coins in exchange for just a verbal promise.

While Tony was drinking, Ying Zheng introduced him to other guests in the pub.

Unlike Peter Harry, Ying Zheng is very familiar with everyone in the tavern.

Following his introduction, everyone greeted Tony one by one, with much friendlier attitudes.

"It's fate that we can enter the tavern. We can become close friends," Ying Zheng hinted, "giving small gifts can bring us closer."

Tony nodded: "Understood."

Giving gifts is not just a custom in a certain region, it is common all over the world.

As for gift giving not achieving the expected effect, it is either because the gift is not chosen correctly, or the recipient does not take you seriously at all.

"What are everyone's preferences?" Tony asked.

Ying Zheng shook his head: "A few small things will do. What matters more is the thought behind it."

He smiled and talked about how Abao delivered noodles and buns to everyone.

The panda is lively and cheerful, with a pure heart, and everyone likes it very much.

Tony nodded secretly.

Seeing Ying Yinman and Nie Xiaoqian sitting together watching a tablet not far away, he had an idea in his mind.

"What does sir like?" he suddenly asked in a low voice.

Hearing his words, Ying Zheng subconsciously glanced at Su Luo not far away.

Yes, what does this gentleman like?

(End of this chapter)