"Why do you want to leave?" Guo Jia raised his head, glanced at Kong Ming, and poured wine into the wine glass on his own.

"I don't believe you didn't see it." Kong Ming looked at Guo Jia with a smile. When he was holding the wine pot in one hand and the wine in the wine glass was just filled, he was quick-eyed and had already snatched Guo Jia's glass of wine over.

"Himmer." Guo Jia was not angry when he saw this, but just burped. He looked at Kong Ming with drunken eyes and shrugged, "I have drunk enough, I won't drink it anymore."

"So what you said or not? Anyway, the possibility of what you said is only half and half. Whoever dares to come out during this period is that it is the grasshopper that jumped out and was beaten by someone." Guo Jia stretched out a finger and shook it slightly, and the person shook his head, and it seemed that he was drunk.

Shaking his head, this guy was helpless. The wine glass in Kong Ming put down, just when he put it down, a trace of shadow appeared in front of him. Before he could react, the glass of wine in front of him had disappeared and reached Guo Jia's hand.

"Hehehe, fight with me? You're a little tender!" Guo Jia laughed proudly, raised his head and drank the wine in the wine glass in one go.

After drinking this glass of wine, the blush on his face became a little thicker, but that little look was so beautiful. For Guo Jia, not only was he beautiful when he was drinking, but he was also beautiful when he achieved success in stages. With such a beautiful state of mind, drinking wine again, not to mention how beautiful it is.

He was intoxicated by squinting his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt unbeautiful. Because he saw that Kong Ming was not holding his wine glass in his hand, he was holding the wine bottle directly at this moment. The wine in it could probably pour three or four glasses of wine.

Guo Jia roughly estimated that when he reached his level, when drinking, he just needed to shake the bottle in his hand, and based on his hand, he could estimate that he could drink a few sips of wine from the feeling of the shaking wine inside the bottle. Such skills are almost always available to people like him who are immersed in wine rituals, because there may be people around him who don’t drink and stop you from drinking. It is very necessary to have such skills.

Guo Jia glanced at Xun Yu and Xi Zhicai on the opposite side with his eyes. All he saw on their faces were all the expressions of watching the show. In addition, Kong Ming, who snatched his bottle of wine, was not just one person, but three people around him.

Guo Jia shook his head and stood up to stand up from the bench. When he just stood up, his mind was in chaos, causing him to sit down again. He continued to shake his head, trying to make his brain clearer and let drunkenness leave him, but it was useless at all.

"Himmer." He burped again and supported it with his hands, so that his head would not be lowered.

"Waiter, waiter, give me another bottle of wine!" he said in a loud voice.

The bottle of wine was snatched, wouldn’t he call the new wine? Guo Jia sneered in his heart, wanting to make him lose Guo Fengxiao, and he has no wine to drink? No way!

"Good!" The waiter in the inn responded and went to get the wine with great pleasure.

Kong Ming followed Guo Jia's usual way of shaking the wine bottle and shook the wine bottle in his hand. Under Guo Jia's nose, he immediately shouted: "Waiter, don't have to bring wine. This guy has no money. If he brings it, we will pay for it."

"This..." The waiter stopped, turned around and looked at Guo Jia and Kong Ming, looked at the faces of the two people, and finally his eyes fell on Kong Ming's face. He returned to his original standing position, and did not give Guo Jia a new bottle of wine as Guo Jia said.

The memories given to him by this table are very profound. During the period when they were hanging in the inn, they often saw them sitting in the lobby of the inn and often heard them discussing some national affairs. This is very normal. In every place in Luoyang City, as long as there is a place to sit down and as long as there are other people who can communicate with each other, then this scene will not disappear.

But these four people are talking about some of the topics that make people confused. It sounds quite reasonable, but after thinking about it specifically, I don’t know which parts of the specific reason. In addition, the combination of the four people is really strange. Although they are all scholars, there is one of them, and the other three people’s daily activities are also about how to make the alcoholic unable to drink.

Various hand-helds emerge one after another, making people dazzled. I have no idea what methods and means will appear next. In short, he is no longer surprised by this.

The reason why he didn't drink was because the alcoholic sometimes paid the money directly, and sometimes it was on credit. Although he would always make up for the money later, he could not confirm when his habit of paying on credit would last. Besides, the other three scholars never planned to pay for him, so he still didn't become that good person. He went to the bar when the guy took out real money and saw money!

Guo Jia waited for a long time before he realized that the waiter heard Kong Ming again.

He couldn't help but feel anger on his face. He really thought that Guo Fengxiao had no money. How could a resourceful person like him be stumped by money? It's not easy to do anything in Luoyang City. In his opinion, the only way to make money is the easiest!

Kong Ming, Xun Yu and Xi Zhicai were all coldly beside him, and what other ways to deal with Guo Jia next. Anyway, in Luoyang City, except for going out for a walk and taking a look, and then visiting some people they met, most of them stayed in the inn at the rest.

So most of the time is spent fighting wits and courage with Guo Jia, and how to help Guo Jia quit drinking.

He touched the purse at his waist, and Guo Jia's hand trembled and untied the rope tied to the hole of the purse, reached in, and when he touched the money inside, he suddenly froze.

After exploring several times, I continued to explore in the purse. The accurate feeling of my fingertips told him that there was only the amount of money left. Three copper plates, yes, to be precise, three copper plates, and other places were empty. After touching them to the end, what I touched was not the coldness of the copper plate, but the rough and soft feeling of the fabric of the purse.

Guo Jia was a little confused. He remembered that his wallet was still rich not long ago. His head continued to empty. Guo Jia continued to think about it and finally gave an accurate answer. Three days ago, when he touched his wallet three days ago, the feeling that the wallet brought him was fulfilling, and it would definitely not be the empty feeling like he is now.

At that time, he went to a street in Luoyang City to deceive people. Oh no, to put it more carefully, he should be helping people solve their problems. Can help people solve their problems and use their wisdom to make money? Is that a lie? Obviously not.

Besides, if the shrew used that method to search for his husband's private money as he said, it would definitely be accurate to catch one by one. In the field of hiding money, Guo Jia asked himself that he still had a say. After all, on the way to Luoyang City, he was hiding money and hiding wine money all the way.

Otherwise, if his money was searched by Kong Ming and others, would he still want to buy wine? Watch others drink and swallow saliva, and drink boiled water to satisfy their cravings! And drinking?! Xun Yu, Xi Zhicai and Kong Ming's excuses are also very strange, and they are famous for helping him save money to ask for his wife. Just kidding! With his handsome and elegant Guo Fengxiao, with his handsome talent and extremely smart, he would be the kind of person without a wife?

He still uses his savings to ask for a wife? Shouldn’t it be the woman who brings her dowry and a lot of dowry to marry him by herself?

Comparing the shrew and comparing the three debt collectors around him, Guo Jia really felt very pitiful. At least the shrew's husband was relieved. He did not have a wife with the same intelligence as Xun Yu and the other three at home, otherwise he would have even taken a copper coin into his hands.

Of course, Guo Jia felt lucky now. At least there was one person much more miserable than himself. That was the husband of the shrew. When he gave advice for the shrew and got some money for the wives, the ending of the man must be miserable.

There is no way, who told him that Guo Fengxiao had such experience in hiding money? Who told him that Guo Fengxiao had no money to drink and needed to increase revenue and reduce expenditure? He died of others but did not die, spent other people's money and let others suffer. Guo Jia could only silently express condolences and apologize to the man in his heart.

There is no way, is life always going to go on? This is also for the good of the man. If the hidden private money is discovered one day, wouldn’t it take more losses? Instead of worrying about the money hidden at home for so long, worrying that the wife would find it and worrying about where the money should be hidden, it would be better to just stop here.

It is better to have early pain than late pain. Pain is a matter of a moment. Now it will not hurt even more after it hurts. There is no way, who said that Guo Fengxiao is a good person? He loves to help others and promotes family harmony!

Shaking his head, thinking that his happiness was based on another person's pain, Guo Jia felt a little unbearable. So he took out the remaining three cents to call the waiter to ask three bowls of bad wine.

Although the bad wine tastes a little bad, it is still wine at all. It tastes a little bit better than drinking without wine.

Guo Jia did this too.

"Waiter, give me three bowls..."

Guo Jia's words came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly felt great grief and anger and unwillingness, accompanied by disbelief.

The only three copper plates in his hand were slid out of his hand just as he was about to slap the table and make that heroic posture.

That's right, it's slipping, and finally it's flying.

He heard the sound of the copper plate falling to the ground, rolled on the ground for several times, and finally stopped moving. Then he saw Kong Ming leaning down and buying something to pick up.

"Hey! Whose money fell to the ground? I'll accept it without hesitation!"
Chapter completed!