Reverend Insanity

The wine is not big, but it is in a great location, on the east side of the village, next to the east gate.

The East Gate and the North Gate are the two most heavily populated gates. So every afternoon, or evening, the wine business is good.

“Sit down, young hostess.” An old man nodded at each other.

Several guys wiped the bench and the table hard, smiled at the other side and looked good.

Fangyuan shook his head, not sitting down, but strolling around in this wine restaurant. “This is my wine," he said. ”

There is only one floor, but there is an underground cellar.

The floor is covered with large square bricks, eight square tables, two square tables against the wall and the other six tables, all surrounded by four benches.

Enter the winery door and you will see a long dark brown bar counter. The counter is lined with pen ink and paper yarn, as well as an Abacus. Behind the counter is a wine cabinet with a large and small bar. Some are large pots of black ceramic and some are small bottles of bright porcelain.

Fangyuan walked randomly. Of course, the old man and some of his buddies didn't dare to sit down, and they all followed along.

They were all disturbed, and the news of the wine dealer came suddenly. The last East Ancient Moon frozen earth, clever as ghosts, harsh and thin, they could not breathe. The teenager in front of him was able to steal the wine from the ancient moon's frozen soil. So these people look at the source with anxiety and fear.

Square suddenly stopped: “Not bad, but this shop is a little smaller. ”

The old man hurried forward and bowed down. “Yes, the Young East family. Every summer, we put up sheds on the outside doors and set up tables and stools. But now it's going to be a winter breeze, and nobody's sitting in the shed, so I left. ”

Fangyuan slightly sided, sweeping the old man's glance: “Are you the master cabinet? ”

The lower the old man bent, the more respectful he was: “I dare not to be, I dare not be. The Shaodong restaurant is yours, you belong to whoever is in charge, who is in charge. ”

The source nodded and swept at the other guys again, looking like some clever guys.

If it were on Earth, he'd be worried that this cabinet would unite with his buddies to deceive his owner. But in this world, the magicians are high, and killing mortals is just a thought away. Even at the behest of his uncle and aunt, these mortals would never dare target the source.

“Well, go get the books and pour me a pot of tea.” Fong Yuan sat down.

“Yes, the Junior House.” The cabinet and the guys were busy.

There are sixteen books, each with bamboo paper and a hint of greenery. It's much harder than Xuan paper in your hand, suitable for wet climates like Nanjiang.

Source picked up a few volumes, browsed a little, and asked some questions.

The master cabinet hurried to answer, and when there was not much, he was sweating.

Fang Yuan founded Blood Wing Demons in his previous life. He taught hundreds of thousands of people. He has a lot of natural experience. His eyes are old and spicy. Others may have looked at the district ledger with misty water and confused eyes. But in his eyes, all doubts were clear and hollow.

This wine is ranked after the Nine Leaves of Life, the second biggest entry, the source should naturally hold onto it.

The problems in this ledger are minor and there are some errors. These mortals do not dare to be rude.

However, Fangyuan turned the last page and found that this month's entries had been taken away by the ancient moon frozen earth.

“Young Dongjia, this was mentioned by the last Dongjia himself, and the little ones dare not disobey.” The master cabinet replied, wiping his sweat, his old body, already shaking slightly, pale.

Square silenced, gently placed the ledger on the table and swept a glance at the master cabinet.

The master cabinet was suddenly under tremendous pressure, like a mountain. He was scared to death and fell on his knees.

Everyone who saw the master was on their knees, and the other guys were also clever, one by one.

Fang Yuan sat safely, turned his gaze and looked at them.

Fellas feel like they are in the ice and snow, unable to resist the smell of Square Source, they are all chilly.

Alcohol work, for them mortals, is not only stable but also safe and ideal. So they didn't want to lose the job.

Source saw that the effect of Levitra had arrived, but it was too late, so he slowly said: “Forget about the past, I won't count. I looked at the ledger and your wages are a little low. In the future, your buddies' wages will increase by 20% and your cabinet will increase by 40%. Good work will do you good. ”

After that, Fang Yuan got up and walked to the door.

Everyone knelt on the ground and beamed halfway, which made it clear, tears gushed and flowed across his face.

“Thank you for your generosity! ”

“The Shaodong family is merciful and generous. The little ones must do their best! ”

“Young host, you are our regenerating parents, please take your time. ”

Behind them was a voice of gratitude and constant kowtowing, with the sound of bricks touching his forehead.

Enwei, no matter what the world, is the gateway of superiors. Of these, Wei is the foundation, and under Wei Ling, any little grace is multiplied tens of millions of times.

Without the grace of Wei, he would only get the name of a bad good man. Even over time, such grace does not attract gratitude, but rather admiration and disaster.

“But the means of these royalty men are trails. Placing it on Earth will be admired, but here, the only way to do it is to empower yourself. No, even on Earth, power comes first. ”

Fang Yuan couldn't help but think of the Red Dynasty Azure.

Chizu also went through some ordeal and came to the conclusion that the regime was out of the barrel!

That is the naked truth - the foundation of any regime is power. The so-called rights are merely accessories of power.

In fact, not only rights, wealth and beauty, but also derivatives of power.

Leaving the restaurant, Fangyuan went back to the three bamboo towers.

All three bamboo towers were rented out by my uncle and aunt, almost full of people.

The world is about multifertility. For a growing population, the space in the villages is small.

In the family, there is a first-born inheritance system, whereby the rest of the children become self-reliant. Many people, even in the midst of family policy, split up some meagre family assets and worked hard out there, but their savings were not enough to buy a bamboo tower for the rest of their lives.

First, the potion consumes a lot. Second, there is limited space in the cottage, and the house price is expensive.

Of course, outside the cottage, you can build a house if you want, but it's not safe. There will always be beast snakes breaking into houses. Especially when the tide of beasts passes, no matter what houses are outside the building, they are destroyed.

The expansion of the village is the only solution.

But once it expands, there will be more peripheral defenses, and the tide of beasts will strike, and with the power of the village, there will be no defense at all. Besides, the place is too big for a vigilant search if other cottage magicians sneak in.

Historically, Ancient Moon Village has been expanded several times, all destroyed by the beast tide. With lessons learned, the villages are now the largest.

After going through the source and learning about some of the situations, you can count in your mind.

All three bamboo towers are well run by my uncle and aunt, and rents are well tailored, so the sex develops accordingly. He calculated that the gains from the three bamboo towers, although not much wine, were not much different.

The overall situation is much more optimistic than originally thought.

Just the day before yesterday, he was just a poor kid with two empty hands and less than five stones on his body. And now, all of a sudden, he's in the ranks of the small, rich and middle-aged.

The rented women, all twisted second-round magicians, looked at him with a glance when they learned who the source was.

As long as you can marry Fang Yuan by the side of the source, for these female magicians, you will not have to go out in the future to risk death and live a peaceful life.

This life is what they've been struggling for.

In other words, now, as long as Fang Yuan wants, he can even retreat and live the rich life his uncle once enjoyed.

When he snaps his finger, there will be plenty of female magicians.

“But none of this is what I want.” Fangyuan stood on the second floor of the bamboo tower, leaving the hot gaze of the female magicians to fall on him, his eyebrows locked and his railings looked forward.

In the distance, the green mountains are stretched out like lying giants, sleeping in grey blue sky as a bedding cover.

The Mile River, the reckless earth, when will I be allowed to cross?

When will the clouds change and the dragon snakes land?

“Since rebirth, if there is no root, it drifts with the waves. Nowadays, with this property, it can be called the base industry, it is considered a success to stand on its own, standing on its heels. Next, dig up the flower and wine heritage, get excited, fix it up to three turns, and break into the world!” The flames burn in the dark eyes of the square.

Qingmao Mountain, but one of the 100,000 mountains of Nanjiang. Nanjiang, however, is just a corner of the world.

Too small, too small! How can a place like this carry his ambitions?

Compared to his ambitions, these vast estates, they compete for blood, and what he thinks toward Twilight is as small as dust.

“Brother, you come down, I want to talk to you.” At some point, the ancient moon was coming to the bamboo floor, leaning back at each other's source and shouting.

“Hmm?” Square source was interrupted, indifferent, looking downstairs.

The brothers looked at each other, silent for a while...

His younger brother was standing downstairs, covered by the shadow of another building, his raised face, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly and his eyes flashed with light.

Brother Fangyuan stood upstairs, in the sun, under his curtains, his eyes dark as night.

Similar faces, reflected in similar eyes.

Fang Yuan was not surprised by the appearance of his brother. This is an instrument that my uncle and aunt competed for.

But what can be done?

Fang Yuan is high, looking down at Fang Zheng, a slight sigh in his heart: “What about qualifications such as A? Left and right are just chess pieces... so small. ”