Chapter 1277 Incense on the Street

Patriarch Qi's expression moved slightly, and he asked, "Father, where are you sending me?"

The ancestor of the Qi family took a deep look at him and said, "Huanyue City, Tang family."

At this time, Tang Ning, who was in the Qi family's other courtyard, took Song Tianyou and Yaoyao out for a stroll. He was going to buy some dry food before continuing his journey.

"Huh? It smells so good." She stopped, smelled the scent of wine in the air, looked around, and her eyes fell on a wine shop not far away.

"Does the guest want to buy wine? You can taste it before you buy it." The shopkeeper said with a smile, took a small glass, and poured some from one of the wine jars into the glass.

"Customer product, we are a hundred-year-old wine shop here, specializing in selling wine."

Tangning took it and smelled it, then took a sip and smacked her mouth, "Sweet! Alcoholic! Fragrant and mellow, good wine!"

"This is our signature wine. This wine is called Baihuaniang. It was brewed by my ancestors. It can't be drunk anywhere else. Would you like some of it?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.

Tangning took off the gourd tied to the cane and said, "Put some on."

"Okay, waiter, sit down for a while."

The shopkeeper took the gourd and scooped it there with a wine spoon. However, after filling it for a long time, he didn't hear the gourd full.

"Guest, this is a treasure! It's still not full after filling two jars. How much do you want to fill?" the shopkeeper turned around and asked.

"Let's fill up a few more jars!" Anyway, the more you put the wine, the more mellow it is, and this wine is indeed fragrant, so it doesn't matter if you buy more.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper continued to load the gourd. However, the gourd was still as empty as before. Even if the shopkeeper sells wine, he was a little dazed seeing this.

"Guest, it's fifteen jugs of wine, do you think it's almost ready?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile, and if he kept filling it, there would be nothing to sell in his shop.

Tang Ning smiled and said, "Okay, let's do it like this!" After asking how much it was, she settled the bill, and when she reached out to take back the wine gourd, someone snatched it away first.

A man in brocade clothes was playing with a gourd he had snatched from the shopkeeper, and said to Tangning, "Old man, how much did you buy this gourd? Tell me."

"Hey, waiter, why are you robbing things!" The shopkeeper was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Officer, return the wine gourd to that waiter!"

"Go, go!" The man reached out and pushed, and put the gourd into his arms: "What's the matter with you? Get out!"

Tangning glanced at the man in brocade, and saw that he was holding the gourd and did not let go, so she stretched out her hand and called the gourd back, and tied it back to the crutch leisurely.

"It's as if the old man is short of that little money." Tangning glanced at the brocade-clothed man, but didn't bother to pay attention, and turned to leave. However, the brocade-clothed man strode forward and reached for her gourd.

"Xiaoyou, get rid of him." Tangning continued walking without turning her head, calling the disciples beside her to teach him a lesson.

"Yes!" Song Tianyou's eyes lit up, as long as the master ordered to fight, as long as he didn't kill him, everything would be fine!

The figure of him at a young age swept away, put his hands on the ground, and swept his legs across the lower body of the man in brocade clothes. The man in brocade clothes didn't notice, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hiss! Kid, you are courting death!"

With a roar of anger, the man in brocade clothes jumped up and punched Song Tianyou with his fist.