Now no one dared to get too close, and then with the sound of waves, a faint scent of food spread in the air.

When everyone came closer, they saw a jar of wine that was crystal clear, like yellow jade, and they salivated unconsciously.

“Good wine!”

Boss Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief, quickly brought a wine ladle, poured out the first bowl of wine, and respectfully presented it to Fang Chang.

"Brother Fang, this is the first bowl of wine that my twenty-three-year-old daughter Hong has given her since she opened it. Although it is not a valuable thing, it is still a piece of my heart. Please don't dislike it."

Fang Chang took the bowl and took a sip, and a mellow fragrance flowed between his lips and teeth.

He smiled lightly: "Yes, it's good wine."

Boss Qiu also had a smile on his face: "Brother Fang, as long as he likes it."

"Thanks to Brother Fang, you can all get some wine today, but there's only one jar, and each person only has a small bowl, but it's free!"

"Boss Qiu is awesome! Brother Fang is awesome!"

"Haha, I didn't expect that I could mix in a bowl of good wine while watching the excitement."

"Twenty-three years old daughter Hong. It turns out that Boss Qiu is so young. I thought he was in his thirties?"

"I heard that Boss Qiu is not married yet. If I drink Boss Qiu's wine, I will introduce him to a wife tomorrow. It is not in vain."

As the drinks were dispensed, the small tavern was filled with people.

They would just have a small plate of peanuts or soybeans, and those who had a little money would have half a catty of soy sauce beef. They would hold small bowls no bigger than a palm, sip them, and let out happy sighs from time to time.

Most of them are warehouse workers and small shop owners.

After a hard day's work, being able to slowly drink a bowl of wine in a tavern like this without the disturbance of others can wash away a lot of worries in one go.

This is a completely different feeling from the elegance of a teahouse.

Fang Chang sat at a table alone without anyone disturbing him.

Even though he didn't say anything, there was an invisible but real huge gap between him and the people around him.

This kind of barrier prevents others from approaching or offending you.

Fang Chang savored the bowl of wine in his hand. Even if it was 23-year-old Ner Hong, to him, it was actually no different from ordinary water.

Except for the slight surprise at the first bite, it became bland and tasteless after that.

With his current physique, most things in the world can no longer have any impact on him.

But he still drank a bowl of wine slowly, and also finished the beef and peanuts that were served.

The story in my ears is a cliché.

The drinkers who had not traveled too far chatted about stories that had been passed down through countless hands, complained that their children were disobedient, their wages were getting less and less, and their lives were difficult.

But after a bowl of wine, each one of them patted his chest and felt that he could do it again, and began to talk about how he was back then, how he had met so many awesome people and done so many awesome things.

They belched wine and were in high spirits. As it got darker, they said hello to familiar drinkers and left. Their faces became a little more dejected, ready to go home and accept the nagging from their families.

Simple repetition, but has its own happiness.

But Fang Chang only found it boring.

After drinking, he threw a gold leaf on the table and left quietly.

Boss Qiu, who was busy in the kitchen without touching the floor, walked out of the front hall and saw that the single wine table was empty, with only a golden leaf shining brightly.

The drinkers at the table next to him had their eyes flickering, but they didn't dare to move rashly.

The tavern has the background of the Blackwater Gang, and the pickpockets and gangsters in the nearby streets have to look at the Blackwater Gang's face to eat.

Moreover, there are many people staring at it at the moment, and no one who goes up to get it can escape their eyes.

Boss Qiu stared blankly at the golden leaf, put it away, and looked around blankly, but there was no Fang Chang figure anywhere.

"Here, it's my treat as promised."

Boss Qiu smiled bitterly, thinking that Brother Fang was really a weirdo.

He put away the gold leaves and prepared to return them to Brother Fang when he came again next time.

Although he does not come from a wealthy family, a piece of gold leaf cannot shake his principles.

…

"Sir, look, I can spit other bubbles now."

Under the starry night sky, the bubbles puffed out transparent bubbles one after another, and then they turned into ice blue and dark black.

Together with the original colored bubbles, there are four colors of bubbles.

For Bubble, this is simply more joyful than his success in transforming into a dragon.

Fang Chang couldn't help but smile. He sat by the pool, holding an ice blue bubble in his palm, and said:

"Paopao, I'm going to be in seclusion for a long time. You stay here well. If you get bored, let Ada take you out to buy some food.

These are the snacks I bought for you when I went out today."

Fang Chang dropped a storage ring, and Bubbles caught it accurately. Then he saw a dazzling array of snacks and snacks inside, but it selectively ignored the many spiritual objects full of energy on the side.

After a while, it raised its head with tears in its eyes and looked up at the stars.

"Is this a dream?"

It pondered for a moment, and then hit the wall of the pool with a fierce force, making a muffled sound.

"Ouch, it hurts so much, it's not a dream, haha, it's not a dream!"

"Master, why are you so nice to Bubbles all of a sudden? Woohoo, I, I'm so touched."

Fang Chang: "..."

"Did you miss the point? I'm going into seclusion. You won't be able to see me for a long time."

But Paopao's attention has been attracted by the snacks in the storage ring, and he nodded perfunctorily:

"I know, sir, haven't you often been in seclusion before? You can take care of yourself."

"You, me, forget it."

Fang Chang let out a breath.

"You raise yourself and don't get angry."

"Don't be too playful, and occasionally take time to practice."

Bubble nodded repeatedly and answered insincerely: "Yeah, I understand."

Fang Chang shook his head and laughed, leaving behind a puppet named A Da and turned around to leave.

Bubble looked at Fang Chang's back and laughed secretly.

Although I don’t know why the elder went to practice again soon after he came out of seclusion. What’s so fun about practicing? It’s so boring. Where can I eat delicious food and blow bubbles for fun?

But the big master is in seclusion, which means no one cares about it.

Paopao has begun to long for a happy life in the future.

Then……

One year later.

A big golden carp swims happily in the pond.

"It's so nice to have no boss to take care of you."

Three years later.

The big carp started to get bored.

"Why hasn't the eldest master come out of seclusion yet?"

Five years later.

The big golden carp turned its belly and didn't even want to spit out bubbles.

"I miss you, Master."

Ten years later.

The big golden carp turned into a ball again.

"Master, Bubbles are so fat. Come out and make bubbles."

Fifteen years later.

A golden figure that looked like an elf in the water jumped out of the water, and instantly transformed into a strange beast that looked like a snake but not a snake, like a dragon but not a dragon, with double fins on its back.

"Paopao is already able to practice on his own. Master, why don't you come out and see Paopao?"

Twenty years later,

Thirty years...

Time seems to have entered an accelerator, and thirty-five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!