Hong Kong variety show starting from zombies

The reason why Xiao Zhang keeps drinking Maotai and other fine wines is not only to make up for his past regrets, but also to satisfy his own vanity, appetite, etc.

There is another very important reason, which lies in Ah Xing.

Bottles of good wine are always expensive.

As for why they are all bottles, but have completely different values?

Let’s ask Wu Fei.

"Why should you give it to a junk collector? I also know people who make fake wine. If you sell it directly to them, these tens of thousands of bottles will not be sold for more than hundreds of thousands."

Of course Wuying did not dare to talk to Xiao Zhang like this, but said it to Ahua.

"Maybe he's a relative or friend of the boss. He's in trouble, so he wants to take care of him." Ahua reminded: "Don't look down on the rag collector. If he can be remembered by the boss, he is definitely not an ordinary person."

"I know that. I just complain and complain in front of you."

Wuying looked at the neatly stacked wine bottles in a warehouse rented by Xiao Zhang on the pier, and said helplessly: "How about we get all these bottles out first? Otherwise, the wine will be delivered later. It’s coming here, and it can’t be accommodated in this small warehouse.”

Ahua laughed angrily.

"Are you stupid? Wine bottles can be placed here, but real wine can be placed here? Just put this Mercedes-Benz here, and it won't be stolen overnight."

"Yeah, I'm stupid, hahaha..."

After Wuying was scolded, he smiled happily because he got a big red envelope today.

Ahua also has it.

As the boss, Xiao Zhang must reward his younger brother when he wins money.

"After taking the boss's money, we have to do things for the boss. We will discuss the winery matter in the next few days, and then let the boss do the layout. Speaking of which, the boss likes drinking so much and can drink so much. It is simply impossible to get drunk after a thousand cups, no If we finish the winery as soon as possible... I'm afraid the boss will go bankrupt if he drinks."

"Is it so exaggerated? The boss earns money in an exaggerated way, okay?"

"Then do you know how much these wines cost? Do you know how long it took the boss to drink so much wine?"

"this……"

Compared with Wuying, Ahua is much more sensible and capable. He said: "We have to prepare early for going to the red side. After the winery is settled, we will set off. Let me remind you first, we will go there when we go there." Keep your temper with me, they won't coddle us like the Xiangjiang police."

"I know,"

Jingle Bell.

While talking, a car bell rang.

Wuying and Ahua turned their heads at the same time and saw a long-haired man wearing a red vest and jeans riding a tricycle.

"Hello, I'm Axing. Did you ask me to come?"

Ah Xing put one foot on the ground to stop the tricycle, and then saw the warehouse full of wine bottles.

As a professional, he saw the value of these bottles at a glance, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Fortunately, it was not dark yet, otherwise, Ahua and Wuying would definitely call them monsters.

Because Ah Xing's eyes were really shining.

"Our boss asked you to come."

"Well, you should know our boss, right?"

Axing was stunned for a moment. He really couldn't remember who he knew as a boss, because people generally called "boss" were also the garbage he needed to clean up.

It's just that the cleaning methods are a little different, and generally they won't be cleaned proactively.

"I wonder who the eldest of the two eldest brothers is?"

Wuying thought for a moment before replying: "Our boss is Mr. Xiao."

Ah Hua corrected: "Strictly speaking, it should be our boss, Mr. Xiao. We are not a society, but a company, a formal company."

Mr. Xiao?

Ah Xing, who has a good memory, instantly saw Xiao Zhang's figure in his mind, and his expression became strange.

But let's get down to business.

"Um...I'm sorry, you two. I don't have enough money to collect these bottles from you, so can you wait until I sell these bottles first, and then give you money? No, give it to your boss?"

"ah?"

"this……"

Ahua and Wuying looked at each other.

"Our boss said it's free of charge, so I'll give it to you."

"Yes, our boss didn't say to sell it to you, he said to let you take it away. However, your car is too small. There are tens of thousands of bottles in it, and you can't finish it."

Axing frowned slightly, but asked in a humble tone: "I wonder where Mr. Xiao is now? Can I go see him."

"It's over there on the yacht. I'll take you there."

Ah Hua asked Wu Ying to stay here and wait for the wine delivery person to come, and he took Ah Xing to the dock and boarded Xiao Zhang's yacht.

When he saw the yacht, Ah Xing frowned even more, but Ah Hua didn't pay much attention to it.

"Boss, Mr. Axing is here."

"Well, you go find the crowfly."

"Okay boss."

Xiao Zhang, who was drinking from a bottle of wine on the deck, waved to Ah Hua and motioned for Ah Xing to sit down.

Ah Xing did not sit down, but waited for Ah Hua to walk away, stared at Xiao Zhang and said, "Don't think you can bribe me like this. I am a very principled person."

Xiao Zhang smiled, opened another bottle of Maotai, filled a prepared empty cup with wine, and placed the bottle of wine next to the cup.

Continue to drink alone.

"Maotai, you haven't had a drink for a long time, right?"

"Sorry, I don't drink, and even if I did, I wouldn't drink this kind of wine. I prefer Erguotou."

"From Niulan Mountain?"

"You know quite a lot."

"Then do you drink or not?"

After Ah Xing pondered for a while, he still chose to sit down. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp without fear of poisoning Xiao Zhang.

"Tsk...hiss...so cool!"

Axing poured himself another glass of wine.

Xiao Zhang smiled even happier.

"Axing, your martial arts must be very high, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Then why do you still collect rags?"

"I have reached the highest level in my life at such a young age. Next, I have no choice but to collect rags."

"The highest realm..." Xiao Zhang's expression suddenly became serious and he asked: "I heard that the highest realm of martial arts is called the innate realm. Have you reached it?"

Ah Xing picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"I keep a low profile, I just don't say anything."

Xiao Zhang understood.

Although Ah Xing spoke a little strangely, maybe because he was already a little drunk because of his poor drinking ability, he still understood.

Ah Xing has reached the innate realm.

"I taught myself Shaolin Luohan Boxing and reached the state of Anjin."

"Oh, congratulations."

Axing put down his wine glass, touched his trouser pocket, took out two coins, looked at Xiao Zhang and asked, "Is there any red paper?"

"What?"

"I'll give you a red envelope, otherwise wouldn't my congratulations be very insincere?"

"The courtesy is light but the affection is heavy. Thank you."

Xiao Zhang stretched out his hand directly towards Ah Xing.

Ah Xing did not hesitate and placed two coins in Xiao Zhang's palm.

As the two people's hands touched, Ah Xing's expression changed for a moment, as if he was relieved to have proved something.

Xiao Zhang also understood instantly.

This is measuring your own temperature.

It's a pity that he is a mutated zombie. Although his body temperature is very cold, it is not ice cold. Let alone judging from the body temperature, even using glutinous rice will not work.

Xiao Zhang had already tried this himself when he was in Dongpingzhou.

However, I haven’t tried the black dog blood yet, and I haven’t tried the peach wood sword either.

The former was because he didn't dare to kill Xiao Zhang, the black dog in Dongpingzhou, and he didn't dare to touch Uncle Feng's peach wood sword.

When he was thinking about finding an opportunity to give it a try in the next few days, Xiao Zhang spoke up again.

"Can you teach me?"

"Collecting rags? This really requires teaching. You don't know. Collecting rags in Xiangjiang is very particular. A professional like me..."

"I'm talking about martial arts."

Axing was silent.

After a long while, he said: "I'm sorry, I can't teach you martial arts."

"Why? Do you still think there's something wrong with me?"

"Although I can't find any problem with you, I still think you have a problem, but this has nothing to do with my unwillingness to teach you martial arts." Ah Xing said seriously: "I promised my master that I would not teach Shaolin easily. Martial arts.”

"Shaolin Temple..." Xiao Zhang asked: "Then if I go to the Shaolin Temple to become a monk and then come back to you, can you teach me martial arts?"

A Xing shook his head.

"The Shaolin Temple now is no longer the Shaolin Temple before. Don't think about it. I can't teach you martial arts. I made an oath."

Xiao Zhang laughed.

"Then...how about teaching me how to play football?"

"???"