"Feed chickens with dementia?"

Zui Taoist was stunned again and frowned and said, "Shopkeeper Luo, your business scriptures have a profound meaning. I would like to hear it carefully. I want to know how this dementia feeds chickens to cause disasters in the world."

"How else can you feed a disaster?"

Luo Feng said laughed and cried: "The fat and stupid greedy people drew big cakes and fed them to eat them. They blew the cowhide and swelled them and swelled their stomachs. But they were afraid that the world would be ruined, and they had to save the group of dementia. In the end, they were only the chickens that were eaten were unlucky..."

"Don't be perfunctory"

The Zui Taoist was reluctant to give in, jumped up and pulled Luo Feng's collar and said, "Although you call yourself a merchant, you are introverted in your divine light and long veins. You are a rare master in the martial arts world. You have built the world's No. 1 restaurant at the foot of Shushan for more than a month. What is the intention clear? If you don't explain it clearly today, don't blame Taoist for turning against you."

Luo Feng was also shocked. It turned out that the layout of attracting the Jiujianxian was seen through by the main owner, blocking the door of the world's first floor. It was second to ask for wine. Luo Feng's intention was the real chapter.

Before Luo Feng could speak up, the guys and the guests blocked by the Jiujianxian started to shout first, and they all stepped forward to tear up the old Taoist who was in a sudden attack.

"Madman, don't be rude!"

"Old madman, please let go of your hands. If you dare to touch the shopkeeper, you will be in trouble and you will be in trouble!"

"You, Daoist, have you been robbing him without asking for wine. Let go of the great charity Luo!"

...

Luo Feng's guests during this period were not for nothing, and he was very generous in his attitude of inviting people to buy hearts. The beggars and wild dogs in Chengdu were grateful for his kindness. In addition to inviting the villagers and elders to eat water seats, Luo Feng also built bridges and roads, donated funds to school, and donated a large sum of money for indulgence and oil to nearby temples, making clear details.

This is also considered as a guarantee for himself to make trouble at the foot of Shushan Mountain. If the Shushan Sword Immortal comes to subdue demons and eliminate demons, he hides behind the people. If there is a melon-eating crowd who does not know the truth, he is not afraid of the flying sword slashing him.

The Jiujianxian was pulled by the people. With his cultivation level, he could shake a large area with just one shock of the immortal energy. However, he was not as cold as his senior brother Dugu Yuyun. He kept his composure and was worried about hurting the innocent people. He did not want to let Luo Feng slip away. He was in a dilemma for a while.

Whoever he learns is not good at studying Jigong, he is sloppy and ungrateful, and he does not have any fairy spirit. People have a naked eye and are difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treacherous, but instead rushed forward to help Luo Feng.

"Ahem... Master Daoist, don't worry, fellow villagers, don't worry, Master Daoist, this Master Daoist is a friend Luo has never known, so he is having fun with Mr. Luo! Don't misunderstand, let's break up."

When the Jiujianxian was in a dilemma, Luo Feng cleared the siege for him and shouted to the people who came up: "Oh, by the way, to thank everyone for their sincere hearts for protecting Luo, today Luo treats guests. One of the people present is considered one, and they all invite them to enter the store to enjoy delicious food and wine."

After drinking, Luo Feng lowered his voice and leaned into the ear of the Jiujianxian and said, "The Taoist Master wants to know the reason, so Luo is willing to tell him, but this is not the place to speak. Please go to the upstairs room with Luo to talk to him. Luo asks the Taoist Master to drink. How about we chat while drinking?"

Jiujianxian is very skilled and brave. Although he doesn't know what Luo Feng sells in the gourd, he is not afraid of him hindering it. He followed Luo Feng upstairs and entered an elegant single room. The two sat opposite each other across the wine table.

After sitting down, Jiu Jianxian said with a stern face: "Shopkeeper Luo wants to find me. I am here. Please say anything if you have anything to say."

Luo Feng smiled and said, "What's the matter with Taoist priest? Let's drink a few glasses of wine to rinse your mouth first."

Regardless of whether the Jiujianxian agreed or not, Luo Feng clapped his hands, and the well-trained waiter opened the door. The restaurant's guys lined up, each holding a tray in his hands, and a wine pot and a glass were placed in the tray, and he walked into the private room one by one.

It means that you have to continuously give various fine wines to the Sword Fairy for the wine to taste.

If the wine sword immortal Yixin was in a dilemma with Luo Feng, he would not taste the wine he brought to his mouth. He was really not the kind of person who was serious and serious. Seeing the wine from all over the world on the table, the old Taoist verbally made salivation, and the wine worm in his stomach rushed upwards, thinking: "By the old Taoist's methods, no matter what method you use, I can't escape you anyway, so drink it first before talking about it."

The Jiujianxian didn't need a wine glass. He grabbed the wine pot and poured it into his mouth. With a sucking mouth, he saw the bottom of the wine pot.

"The Nine Dan Gold Liquid from the Han Dynasty! Rare and rare!"

"Bamboo leaves spring! The horse is here to sit in the hall, and the golden pot contains wine and bamboo leaves fragrance. Ten and five cups are unresolved, and a hundred cups are gone."

"Monkey brew! It has a lot of fruity fragrance, wild fun, refreshing and refreshing!"

"Dragon brain? Great tonic..."

A pot of wine was sipped, and while drinking, the Taoist drank it happily, and forgot to catch Luo Feng and ask him why he set up a plan to attract him.

As the saying goes, "The only thing that can relieve worries is Du Kang." It is probably because people who like wine are prone to drink in pieces, but the more Jiu Jianxian drinks, the brighter his eyes are, as if he says drinking can really relieve drunkenness, and the more he drinks, the more he feels clearer.

The restaurant staff lined up to deliver fine wine, turned around and went to the wine cellar to get new wine, and then lined up at the end of the line, constantly offering wine to Zui Dao Ren.

Jiu Jianxian was so drunk that he forgot the time. Luo Feng was not in a hurry, and hugged his arms and waited for him to have fun.

This time, I drank from the sun and the sun set in the west. Although I only drank one pot of wine each time, I couldn't hold on to the queue of delivering wine. The guys' legs were tired and soft. The sloppy Taoist priest who was not drunk had tons of wine. It was just a slight bulge in the lower abdomen. I don't know which other space he drank the wine.

It doesn’t matter if the laws of physics are all the same. This is the method of the immortals, and Luo Feng has long been accustomed to it.

Just as it was about to be the time to hold the lamp, Zui Taoist sighed, shook his head and put down the wine pot. He looked unsatisfied, opened his mouth and burped, but stopped drinking.

Luo Feng said with a gloomy face: "Master, can you drink it happily? My first-floor storage wine in the world is the best in the world, right?"

Jiu Jianxian nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "Your house has the most wine in the world. This is the first time I have drunk all the fine wines in a restaurant. Unfortunately, Doer is not good at it, Doer is not surprised. Most of them are the mortal wines I have drunk before, and there is no newness!"

"It's easy for the Taoist priest to drink the wine that he hasn't drunk before. He was afraid that the Taoist priest wouldn't get used to it, so he just couldn't take it."

Luo Feng smiled and told his friend that he soon entered the door with a bottle of wine filled with glass bottles and delivered the bottle to the wine sword immortal.

"Grape wine luminous cup..." The wine sword immortal recited a half-verse poem and shook his head and said: "Although the wine in the Western Regions is rare in the Central Plains, I can taste it when I travel around, so it is not fresh."

"Master, this is not an ordinary wine, this is Lafite from 1982!"

Seeing Luo Feng's expression exaggerated, Jiu Jianxian pulled out the bottle plug in suspicion, drank Erguotou and let out a mouthful of Lafite, frowned, "Why is it unusual? It doesn't have any special taste!"

This really stopped Luo Feng from asking, and scratched his head awkwardly, "The grapes were of good quality that year... and... this wine... is expensive... what I drink is taste, identity, and a faint sadness..."
Chapter completed!