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Chapter 121

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"What's wrong with you, old man? Didn't I already give you the wine? Why did you pour it away again? "

The shopkeeper's eyes widened and even his voice became stiff. Who knew where this old man came from and sat in front of his wine shop. He didn't leave until he gave him the wine and poured it away after he gave him the wine. It really made him anxious.

Old Master Feng curled his lips and said with a look of disdain, "Who told you not to give this old man good wine? That wine was as bland as water. Even if you can drink it, this old man can't! "

The shopkeeper angrily pointed at him and shouted, "You, you old man! Whose family are you from? How can you be so unreasonable? You don't want to give me money and you still want to drink good wine? You should be happy that I'm willing to give you that wine, but you still aren't satisfied! I'm warning you, if you don't leave, I won't be polite with you! "

Old Master Feng swung his wine gourd and hit the shopkeeper's head. He scolded in a stern voice, "Impudent. Didn't your parents teach you not to point your finger at your elders? You really are impudent, too impudent. "

When the surrounding commoners heard this, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The shopkeeper's face turned red and he even wanted to cry, "Old Master, I'm begging you, okay? Have a good heart and leave quickly! Go home quickly and don't block my business. This is only a small business. If you keep sitting in front of my door, how can I do business? "

"Go home?" The old man held the wine gourd and tilted his head. He frowned and thought for a bit before saying, "Which family is this old man from? I seem to have forgotten again. "

Hearing this, the shopkeeper directly knelt down.

He rushed over and hugged Old Master Feng's thigh, crying and begging, "Old Master, I'm begging you, please don't waste your time here. I apologize to you. I shouldn't have shouted at you and shouldn't have been disrespectful to you. A great person like you won't hold a grudge against a lowly person like me. Quickly go home!"

Old Master Feng's face became stern and he said with disdain, "You really are useless! You're already kneeling over such a small matter? You're even crying? Don't you know that men bleed but not tears? Look at what you've become. You're too ugly. I don't even have the face to look at you. "

As he said this, he actually turned his eyes away and didn't look at the shopkeeper. He pushed the wine gourd towards the shopkeeper and said, "Go, bring this old man half a jug of good wine. I want good wine, this old man won't drink inferior wine."

The surrounding commoners looked at the innkeeper with sympathy. Someone even shouted, "I say, just pour some good wine for the old man! Look at the old man's clothes. He's definitely not an elder from an ordinary family. Do you think he's afraid that you won't be able to pay for the wine? "

"That's right, that's right. I won't skimp on your wine bill," Old Master Feng nodded with a smile and urged, "Hurry up, this old man's craving for wine is acting up again."

The innkeeper hesitated for a moment before taking the wine gourd inside to fill it with wine. Because he was afraid that the old man would pour the wine away again, this time, it was really top-notch wine. As he filled it, he felt his heart ache, wondering if the old man would be able to fork out the money. And whose family did it belong to?

After filling it with good wine, the innkeeper hesitantly handed the wine gourd to him and asked, "Old Master, whose family do you belong to?"

Old Master Feng snatched the wine gourd away and glared at him, "Didn't this old man just say it? This old man forgot which family I belong to again. But don't worry, this old man won't skimp on your wine bill. "

As he spoke, he stood up and unbuttoned his clothes, saying, "This old man's clothes are valuable. I'll give them to you as payment for the wine."

The innkeeper scowled miserably and said, "I don't have any use for your clothes!"

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