Another cup of wine went down.
Everyone closed their eyes, quietly feeling the internal Qi in their bodies boiling.
The more they felt, the more they felt the wine was too good.
And at this time.
At the entrance of the inn, there was still a large group of people gathered.
Because the door of the inn was not closed, even though they were blocked outside, they still stretched their necks, staring into the inn, trying to see something.
Just when everyone smelled the fragrance of the wine in the inn and wanted to drink.
"Make way, make way."
A hoarse voice sounded.
Only to see.
A pale old man was squeezing through the crowd and finally reached the door of the inn. When he tried to walk in, he was stopped by a few brothers guarding the door.
"Old man, the inn is already full. You should go somewhere else to take a look."
One of the brothers took the old man's right hand as he spoke and sent him out of the crowd.
The old man wanted to resist, but he was powerless.
If Lin Qingyi was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Ma Chunyu!
Because of the injury, Ma Chunyu had aged a little in just a week, and he didn't seem to be in good spirits.
"Well, old man, hurry up and leave. Don't hurt yourself."
Because the other party was much older, the brothers were completely unable to tell that this old man was Ma Chunyu, the one who had previously injured them.
Under such circumstances, Ma Chunyu didn't dare to make noise.
He was afraid of being recognized.
If he was recognized inside the inn, it would be fine. If he was recognized outside, it would be troublesome.
If Lin Qingyi knew that he came here, he would never let him leave alive. And the crime of betraying the sect and injuring his fellow disciples was enough for Lin Qingyi to kill him.
Therefore.
Since he couldn't enter the inn, Ma Chunyu had no choice but to leave.
"It seems that I have to think of another way."
…
In the inn.
"The third round is over."
Fang Qiu poured the third round of wine and said, "Next, John Doe invites all the seniors to drink!"
30 bottles of wine.
A total of 22 bottles.
There were 78 bottles left.
According to the previous plan, each force had one bottle.
Four clans, eight schools, and sixteen sects had 28 bottles in total. Pear Garden had one bottle, Sword Garret had one bottle, and two tables of rogue cultivators had two bottles.
"Serve the wine!"
Fang Qiu waved his hand.
His subordinates, each carrying a jar of wine, walked out.
Go upstairs first.
After serving the wine for the Four Great Clans, the Sword Pavilion, the Pear Garden, and two tables of loose cultivators, he went downstairs.
Very soon.
All the wine was served.
Fang Qiu took a jar of wine and a wine cup and wandered in the inn.
Every time he walked to a table, he would take the initiative to offer a glass of wine to the guests, as if it was a wedding.
However …
It was also because of this that Fang Qiu learned a lot of secrets in Wulin from many people who were chatting and bragging when he was toasting.
Because almost all the people from each faction came in pairs, the jug of wine was shared by two people, which made everyone feel refreshed.
After all, the effects of the wine were too strong.
Even the four Patriarchs didn't dare to drink too quickly. Furthermore, this wine needed time to be digested, so everyone drank one cup at a time. After drinking a cup, they would digest it for a while before continuing.
He drank three cups of wine.
Many people's faces turned red.
Even for an expert, it was not an easy task to digest all the alcohol in a short period of time.
A jar of wine.
Everyone had been drinking for two hours.
"John Doe."
In the VIP seat, Fifth Mingchuan, who had just digested the alcohol, raised his hand and shouted. When Fang Qiu turned his head, he immediately asked, "How much do you have left? Can you spare some more?"
As the Patriarch of the Diwu family, Fifth Mingchuan was very clear about the preciousness of this wine. Especially for the younger generation like Fifth Qian, this wine was even better than natural treasures.
After all, it was impossible for natural treasures to make a martial arts practitioner generate internal Qi!
It was precisely because he knew the value of this wine.
Fifth Mingchuan gave most of the wine to Fifth Qian to drink.
Fifth Qian was not good at drinking. After drinking more than half of the jar of wine, her beautiful face had been covered with a layer of red clouds, and she looked very lovely.
But because Fifth Mingchuan was next to her, no one dared to look at Fifth Qian. No one even peeked at her for fear of being taught a lesson by Fifth Mingchuan.
"It seems that everyone is almost drunk."
Fang Qiu walked to the second floor and came out of the staircase. He cupped his hands to Fifth Mingchuan, and then turned to look at all the people in the inn and said, "Aren't you curious why I invited you to this wine tasting party?"
"Actually, I'm here to sell wine today!"
As soon as these words came out.
The people of all the forces present were stunned and speechless.
However, the spectating rogue cultivators sitting below the stage immediately became excited.
They had been sitting in this inn and smelling the fragrance of the wine for more than two hours. They had long been greedy, and some people even almost got up and left.
It was too painful for them to be able to see but not drink!
Now.
After waiting for several hours, they finally saw hope.
Unlike these people, the people of all the forces smiled bitterly after being stunned.
"John Doe is too honest, isn't he?"
"I thought it was really a wine tasting party. It turns out to be a shopping party?"
"Now we have to fight for it."
Everyone had their own thoughts.
No matter how big or small the forces were, their minds were more active.
After all, this Bejewelled Nectar Wine was really a good thing.
If there were a lot of this wine, it could support a sect!
Who wouldn't be envious of such a good thing?
"In that case, hurry up and tell us the price of this wine."
Fifth Mingchuan said.
"Five thousand for a jar."
Fang Qiu smiled and said, "It's the jar you just drank. I wonder if you think it's expensive?"
Hearing that.
Everyone shook their heads.
"It's not expensive."
The Sword Addict said directly, "Ten thousand for a jar is not expensive."
"Indeed."
"This wine is worth the price."
"Five thousand for a jar is cheap, right?"
"Very good, the taste is very good, and the wine is amazing. It can not only relieve cravings, but also help with health and cultivation. It's very cheap."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"You won't change the price?"
Fifth Mingchuan asked.
"No."
Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.
"Okay."
Fifth Mingchuan immediately nodded and said, "I want thirty thousand jars!"
As soon as he said that.
Fang Qiu was startled at once.
On the other side, He Gaoming and the others were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide.
"Thirty thousand jars!"
"My God, so many?"
"This is too many, isn't it?"
"I thought it would be good if everyone could order 100 jars according to the boss, but at the beginning, he ordered 30,000 jars. This is too terrifying!"
The brothers were stunned.
"These 30,000 jars are actually equivalent to 5,000 boxes of wine on the market. Don't tell me that you don't even have this much wine?"
Fifth Mingchuan asked with a smile.
Actually.
As soon as John Doe said that he would sell wine, he had already thought that he had to be the first.
If John Doe's men had a lot of wine, they could also be the first to deliver to him. If they had a little, they could only give him the quantity he ordered first.
No matter what the situation was, being the first to place an order would undoubtedly be advantageous.
"Of course not."
Fang Qiu responded with a smile, then quickly waved to He Gaoming and said, "Take the order!"
He Gaoming immediately took a pen and paper and walked to Fang Qiu.
"The first one, the Diwu family, thirty thousand jars!"
He Gaoming quickly wrote it down.
"The Qian family, thirty-five thousand jars!"
Patriarch Qian hurriedly waved and shouted.
"The Xi family, forty thousand jars!"
Xi Shaolin said.
"The Zhan family, forty-five thousand jars!"
Old Zhan did not hesitate and hurriedly shouted.
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu was stunned.
What was going on?
Could it be that everyone's thirst for strength was so great?
The most important thing was that this wine did not have much effect on gurus!
But just when Fang Qiu was puzzled.
There was another shout.
"The Xiaoyao Sect, fifty thousand jars!"
"The Kongtong Sect, sixty thousand jars!"
"The Constellation Sect, sixty-five thousand jars!"
"The Anhe Sect, seventy thousand jars!"
"The Tianshan Sect, eighty thousand jars!"
"The Duan Sect, ninety thousand jars!"
"The Immeasurable Sect, ninety five thousand jars!"
"The Heavenly Dragon Sect, one hundred thousand jars!"
The eight sect leaders, one by one, shouted.
They shouted louder and louder.
The surrounding brothers were all dumbfounded when they heard this.
They did not expect that the four clans and eight sects would ask for so much.
In the beginning, the thirty thousand jars that the Diwu family asked for had already shocked them and they were even worried about whether they could produce it.
But now.
The eight sects were even crazier. The Tianlong Sect, which inherited from the Tianlong Temple, even asked for one hundred thousand jars in one go. And each of the eight sects asked for more than fifty thousand jars. It was hundreds of thousands of jars!
This was really terrifying.
And here.
Hearing the orders of the eight sects, Fang Qiu was extremely shocked but he also understood.
These people, were not willing to fall behind!
Although this wine did not have much effect on gurus, it was effective on the disciples of the sects. The more they bought, the better and more opportunities they had to improve.
Under such circumstances, the goal of the various sects fighting over it was to increase the strength of their own sects.
And the other sects were not willing to fall behind. In this way, more and more orders were placed.
The eight sects ended.
The sixteen sects also began.
"Qingcheng Sect, one hundred thousand jars!"
"Hengshan Sect, one hundred thousand jars!"
"Wanchou Sect, one hundred thousand jars!"
"Iron Palm Sect, one hundred thousand jars!"
"Esoteric Sect, one hundred and fifty thousand jars!"
…
Although the sixteen sects had lost one sect, the competition between them did not decrease at all. The orders were all for one hundred thousand jars, and the most was even for one hundred and fifty thousand jars.
Listening to these orders.
Fang Qiu was shocked.
Beside him, He Gaoming, who had been recording the orders, was so shocked that he was completely speechless. His hands even began to tremble as he wrote down the orders given by each force.
Damn it.
It was hundreds of times or even thousands of times more than they had expected!
It was all money!
Were all the people in Wulin so f * cking rich?
It turned out that the thirty brothers were so poor that they could not even eat, right?
"Haha."
After the four clans, eight sects and sixteen sects shouted, the guru of Chic Cloud Pavilion also raised his hand and said, "I want one hundred thousand!"
"Excuse me, you are?"
He Gaoming did not know how to write for a moment because he did not know this old man.
"Don't ask too much, just write it down."
Fang Qiu said.
He Gaoming nodded in response, smiled apologetically at the old man, and then quickly wrote down the order. The old man also smiled and continued to drink.
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