C72 (2/2)

Qing Hao's home was very simple, it was just a thatched cottage made of mud and straw. Outside the house, there was a stove, and the furnishings inside the house were very simple as well. There was only a bed, a table, and two long stools.

Qing Hao also felt that his own home was too simple and crude, so he could only scratch his head and say: ”I never thought that there would actually be a guest here, so I didn't prepare anything to welcome guests at.”

On the contrary, Leng Jun didn't feel that he was someone who was content with life. He could spend the night anywhere he wanted. He was only worried that Feng Xi's family, which was a young maiden, would be like this, wouldn't it be hard on Zhu Qingyun?

When Leng Jun thought here, he could not help but blurt out, ”Is there something like this over there?”

Qing Hao waved his hand and said, ”How could that be? His residence is naturally much better than mine, so you can rest assured. ”

After a pause, Qinghao continued, ”Although this place is a bit simple and crude, there is one old woman who doesn't have anything. That is, a very, very high quality item. I personally brewed all of these, some of them have already been stored for over a hundred years. ”It's rare for anyone to drink with me today, so I'll go cook some game and dig up the food that I've buried for a hundred years. You and I will have a good drink together.

In fact, Leng Jun was not fond of drinking alcohol, he had merely wanted Qin Wu and Feng Xi to stop quarreling and speak without thinking. So he said, ”Senior, there is no need to drink alcohol. You do not need to trouble yourself to stew game. As long as I can find a place to sleep, and then ask for a pencil to tell me tomorrow about the method to return to the continent, Leng Jun would be extremely grateful. ”

”So your name is Leng Jun? However, what you said doesn't count. Since you've already agreed to drink with me, you can't go back on your word. ”Don't worry, I won't let you drink this wine for free. There will be benefits for you.”

Leng Jun said anxiously: ”Senior is mistaken, I am not trying to obtain any benefits …”

Qing Hao interrupted him and said: ”It doesn't matter if it's a misunderstanding or not, since it's a misunderstanding, you have to compensate me with the wine, there's no need to say anything else.”

With that, Qing Hao did not care about whether Leng Ning agreed or not, and left the thatched cottage and went back to work on the stove outside. After a short while, the fragrance of meat wafted over.

After calculating it, Leng Jun had not eaten anything for an entire day. Smelling the fragrance of the stew, his stomach started to growl. Leng Jun thought that since he had already arrived, he might as well take care of it. He casually pulled over a bench and waited for Qing Hao's wild game and good wine.

Not long after, Qing Hao walked in from outside the house. In his arms was the large jar of wine that had always been covered with mud, which looked to be at least thirty to forty kilograms.

Qing Hao placed the wine jar on the table, then extended his hand to remove the cover from the wine. He said to Leng Jun: ”Little kid, come smell it, it's not that this old man is boasting, this wine has been buried underground for a hundred years, it's definitely worthy of being called a peerless wine. I guarantee that you'll be addicted to just smelling it.”

In fact, Qing Hao didn't even need to say anything, the moment the mud was cleared away, a strong aroma of alcohol filled the entire hut. Even someone like Leng Jun who didn't like drinking alcohol could easily distinguish from the fragrance that the jar of wine contained a rare good wine.