Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 186: Strong wine meets you again
Liu Yunqing fainted before, and it was Jiang Feng who brought him back. Now he regrets it very much. If he had known it, he would have asked Liu Yunqing for another room and asked her Taoist companion to provide him with the money.

Zhang Yunsheng took out a storage bag covered with gold wire, and then took out a separate wooden box, "Su Su, this box contains some of my talismans. Take it, and you can protect it if something happens." "You, I haven't counted how many high-grade Yuan stones there are here. If you don't have enough money, just tell me."

Jiang Su's eyes lit up, and when he looked into the storage bag with his consciousness, he saw a whole hill of Yuanshi, with at least tens of thousands of high-grade Yuanshi.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhang!"

She put everything away neatly and turned to look at the person on the bed, "Senior Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?"

The male cultivator, whose upper body was naked and covered with a quilt, glanced at them from time to time. When he met the gaze of his Taoist monk, he would suddenly turn his head and look away deliberately.

"I'm fine, I just..." he defended.

"He's shy. I'll buy him some clothes later. I'll throw away all the old clothes." Zhang Yunsheng sat on the bedside with a smile, staring at him closely. Liu Yunqing's expression was tangled, and he would always hide it. Take out your hands from under the quilt.

In his palm he held an old money bag.

"Yun Sheng, this is all the Yuan stones I have saved. There are not many, but I want to give it to you. There is this..." His arms trembled slightly, and he took out an extremely delicate red sandalwood box from the old storage bag. Palm size.

His eyes were bright and full of love, staring straight at her, no longer able to dodge, like a sword that went straight forward with its brilliance revealed.

He held the rosewood box in his hand and opened the lid.

Inside is dragon blood sand that is as pure and red as fire.

The dragon's blood was used to make sand, and five hundred high-grade Yuan stones were the size of a fingernail. These were at least tens of thousands of high-grade Yuan stones. It should be the bonus from his previous competition at Shifangmen plus the reward for the hard work.

"Yun Sheng, I guess I will be able to find you this time. I heard people from the trading company say this is the best sand for Fu Cultivators to use to draw yellow talismans."

Before he finished speaking, he hugged Zhang Yunsheng directly and placed his hand on her back, fearing that he would seriously hurt her, "Yunsheng, I miss you so much."

Jiang Su turned around subconsciously, followed Jiang Feng and sat at the table, looked at each other, and lowered his voice, "Why don't we retreat? What are we doing here?"

Jiang Feng looked at her coldly and drank tea slowly, "This is my room."

"It's okay. I, Senior Sister Zhang, attaches great importance to courtesy and integrity. I am a disciple of an aristocratic family and will not do anything out of the ordinary. Come on, follow me to the other side and study how to deal with Sikong."

She pointed to a large sack in the corner and raised her chin.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, picked up the large sack and walked out. Jiang Su followed quickly and closed the door without looking back.

"Huh--, let's go to the second floor of the restaurant."

The two of them sat in a private room by the window.

When Jiang Feng saw the duck on the table, the corner of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "You came here just to eat the duck, right?"

Jiang Su pulled out the bone of the duck leg in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, then drank tea and wiped his mouth, "Of course not. I already told you that it was Sikong's fault. Did you feed him drugs again?"

Jiang Feng took the wine bottle on the side with a cold face, poured a glass, sniffed it lightly, but did not drink it, "Well, one meal each morning and evening."

Jiang Su suddenly opened his eyes and raised his thumb, "You can do it, you are the living king of hell. Fortunately, my drug is not toxic, otherwise this person would be stupid."

Jiang Feng looked at the sack cruelly and said unceremoniously, "I should have killed him a long time ago. There is no need to give him poison."

When Jiang Su saw that the tea was all gone, he directly picked up the wine cup that the man had poured and drank it all in one gulp. "Don't kill him. Tomorrow you and I will still wear sacks and take him to Biyutian. If the book fairy wants to see him, just Release him, or throw him into the woods of Middle-earth and let him fend for himself."

Jiang Feng stared at the blush on her face and said concisely, "Okay."

For some reason, Jiang Su felt that one glass of wine was not enough, and the taste of this wine was far inferior to the one from Jinhuayu, so he simply took the jug and took out a porcelain bowl from the storage bracelet to pour it. .

She took the porcelain bowl and drank the wine in large gulps. There were stains on the corners of her mouth, flowing down her white neck and into her clothes.

"It doesn't taste good. Expensive stuff is better. This wine is like..." Jiang Feng folded his arms and crossed his chest, looked at her condescendingly, and said unceremoniously, "horse piss."

"Yes...what's right! You are a disgrace to the scenery."

Jiang Su lazily leaned against the window and looked out at the night. He felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if the faint fragrance of wood had been lingering around him.

She suddenly pinched the Body Cleansing Technique and threw it on her sleeve, then put her sleeve to the tip of her nose, smelled it carefully, and said to herself, "Why is it still there?"

Jiang Feng stared straight at her face, his eyes like sharp knives, as if he wanted to cut her head open, "What happened to you today? You are not someone who takes the initiative to drink."

Jiang Su could still smell the faint woody fragrance, so she simply drank another large bowl of wine. The porcelain bowl knocked on the wooden table. She got up drunkenly and opened the door, "Waiter, give me another jar. I want it." The most expensive, the strongest, and the strongest.”

"Okay -" excited shouts came from downstairs.

Jiang Feng stood up and pushed her back to her position, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Su didn't say anything and continued to lean against the window and look at the bright moon in the sky.

The clear light fell on the girl's fair and slightly red face. Her long eyelashes half-covered her autumn-cut pupils, as if there was mist filling her eyes, making it impossible to see through the emotions in them.

His eyes should be used as mirrors to reflect the bright moon.

The waiter knocked on the door with a jar of wine in his hand and said, "Sir, this is the most expensive and strongest wine in our store! It's called "Fengjun", and it's not too fragrant, but it's definitely strong enough!"

He didn't say the price, lest he wake up the wine man by the window, he put down the wine jar and ran away.

Jiang Su stood up unsteadily and filled himself a whole bowl.

A hand suddenly pressed down on her wrist, and a cold and stern voice came from her head, "Stop drinking. You can't handle this drink."

Jiang Sulan raised his eyelids, glared at him fiercely, lowered his head, sat down directly, and drank from his bound hand.

After drinking, he burped, "Haha, I'll just drink."

Jiang Feng laughed angrily, let go of his hand, and leaned back on the chair as a spectator. His body was filled with blood, and he said gloomily, "Okay, drink it. How can I control you, the best person in the medical elixir field?"

Jiang Su had no obstacles and drank more wantonly. Every time he finished a bowl, he would smell the smell of his sleeves and clothes.

But the faint woody fragrance seemed to stick to her body and couldn't be removed.

She raised her eyelids slightly, met the cold eyes of the person opposite, and murmured softly, "Hey, do I smell good?"

"It still smells good? It just smells like horse urine, and the stench is overwhelming."

Jiang Su nodded, puzzled, "Then how can I still smell it?"

She couldn't drink any more, so she lay on the table with a resentful look in her eyes and a depressed expression, "Why has it changed? We meet you again, and we meet you again in the season of falling flowers."

"Falling flowers means it's the autumn harvest season. It's a good time to make money. There shouldn't be peach blossoms, but the trees should be full of golden fruits..."

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes flickering, looking at Xuan Yi Jianxiu with unknown meaning.

Jiang Feng met her eyes irritably, "What are you doing?"

The next moment, she picked up the wine bowl, stood up suddenly and walked to his side...with a shake of her arm, the bowl was clasped on Jiang Feng's face.

"..."

"Jiang Su! Do you want to die!!!"