Space Base Arms Dealer

Han Tongtong saw Fang Shijie's thoughts and told Fang Shijie a short story.

More than ten years ago, a habitual thief who passed by this place to avoid being hunted accidentally discovered Xiahou Village hidden in the mountains.

In fact, very few people come into Xiahou Village. Those who come here, except those specially invited, are uninvited guests who inadvertently come in.

The people in Xiahou Village are also very friendly to people who accidentally enter the village. After entertaining this habitual thief with delicious food and drinks, they let him leave.

Who knew that this habitual thief also had some sharp eyesight? He knew that he had discovered a big treasure this time. Not long after, he gathered several other habitual thieves and sneaked into the village, hoping to make a big fortune.

In fact, what he didn't know was that this seemingly inconspicuous village was far more tightly protected than people imagined. Dozens of kilometers away, someone had already begun the first round of detection and screening of people approaching the village.

The returning thieves and a few others were already spotted before they even got close to the village. They sneaked towards the village and were captured several kilometers away from the village.

These habitual thieves were eventually sent to prison, and it is said that they later became mute and dumb fools. No one knows whether they are alive or dead now.

As soon as Han Tongtong finished telling her story, a young man brought a tray with two plates of side dishes, a basin of hot soup, and several steamed buns.

At noon, the three of them had something to eat on the road. Fang Shijie was already hungry. He thought it was so late that there would be no more food, but he didn't expect that there was actually food.

In the soup basin was half a stewed chicken, and there were two side dishes: one was fried bacon, and the other was pickled cucumbers. They looked very simple.

But as soon as these things entered his mouth, Fang Shijie knew that he was wrong again.

What does this smell like? Fang Shijie couldn't find the right words to express it for a moment.

Whether it's chicken soup, side dishes, or even those steamed buns that don't look very good, they all give him a feeling that's as simple as his bones and as primitive as his stomach.

What does the first mouthful of breast milk taste like? What does it feel like to laugh for the first time and cry for the first time?

No one remembers.

But as soon as these things came into his mouth, Fang Shijie seemed to suddenly think of some things from a long time ago. He might not have remembered these things at all, but now, he seemed to vaguely recall many things.

This was just a feeling. In fact, he didn't think of anything. But this feeling couldn't help but make his heart sink to the deepest level. It was the most distant echo in the heart of the human heart.

These dishes can no longer be described as delicious. It is as if a chef who has been cooking for hundreds of years has prepared these dishes and waited until he tastes them hundreds of years later. What kind of thing is this?

Experience!

Suddenly, Fang Shijie seemed to have become a philosopher.

In just a few minutes, he didn't even notice that he was eating, and most of the food was already gone. Even the few black steamed buns without any whitening agent were destroyed by him.

Han Tongtong rarely moved her chopsticks. She enjoyed watching Fang Shijie forget himself when he fell into the demon-eating space.

When the young man came in again, he was carrying a wine jar and two small wine bowls.

"And there's wine?" Fang Shijie's eyes suddenly lit up.

Just a few side dishes and steamed buns were already enough to make him a little drunk. If you add wine, it would be perfect.

Han Tongtong skillfully opened the mud seal on the wine jar and poured a bowl into each of the two wine bowls. She ignored Fang Shijie and poured it directly into her stomach.

Seeing her drinking, Fang Shijie hurriedly picked up the wine and put it under his nose and smelled it, feeling a faint fragrance that penetrated his heart and spleen.

Is this wine? It doesn't seem to have the smell of ordinary wine, but more like a drink.

He took a small sip, and immediately, a mixture that looked like flames and ice cubes swirled on the tip of his tongue, and it went from his throat into his stomach.

"Ha!" Fang Shijie exhaled involuntarily, as if a stream of heat rushed out from his Dantian.

Strong! Fragrant! Strong!

But it's not spicy, not bitter, and doesn't have any irritating feeling.

Just this small sip made Fang Shijie feel like he was soaking in a wine vat, and every pore in his body was filled with comfort.

"Good wine!" Fang Shijie just shouted hurriedly and drank the whole bowl of wine immediately.

Between his taste and praise, Han Tongtong had almost finished the second bowl.

"What? Grab a drink from me? You're a girl, aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" Fang Shijie said while filling his own bowl with wine.

Han Tongtong said angrily: "I have never seen so many such wines in my life! I'm afraid there won't be a shop like this after passing this village! I, as an apprentice, am not as good as an outsider! It's true.

This lady is so angry!"

Judging from what she said, she didn't have many opportunities to taste such good wine, so no wonder she took the opportunity to drink it non-stop.

Fang Shijie found it inconceivable that this eldest lady, no matter how good the wine she had never tasted before, had a unique preference for this kind of wine. Although the taste of this wine was indeed unique and delicious, it would not make this well-dressed lady feel so good about it.

Isn’t it true that the daughter-in-law drinks so hard without caring about her manners?

The jar of wine weighed three to four kilograms, and as the two of them drank bowl after bowl, it was all gone in the blink of an eye.

The wine was good and tasted very refreshing. Although it didn't feel very strong, after drinking it, the two of them gradually became more drunk.

Fang Shijie's drinking capacity was average to begin with, and he was still tipsy after drinking almost two kilograms.

He looked at Han Tongtong, who was even more miserable than him. After all, Fang Shijie had strengthened his body twice and his tolerance for alcohol had improved a lot, but Han Tongtong was far behind.

Han Tongtong's face was red, she was so naive, and her mouth started to knot: "This wine is a good wine! I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

She tilted her head, held her chin with her hand, looked at Fang Shijie who was close at hand with blurred eyes, and murmured: "Why are you shaking? Stop, stop shaking, you're making me dizzy!"

Fang Shijie forced himself to stand up, but his feet were a little wobbly. He still underestimated the wine.

"Is this the legendary Hundred Days of Drunkenness? Or is it poured in one glass? This Xiahou family actually uses this strong drink to fool their guests. How unscrupulous!" Fang Shijie shook his head vigorously.

Although the wine was very strong and his head was very dizzy, he did not feel any discomfort at all. On the contrary, this dizzy feeling made people enjoy it very much and made him feel like he was in a fairyland.

I heard that taking drugs can make people feel ecstasy, but I didn’t expect that this wine can also give people the same dreamlike feeling. What a good thing!

Fang Shijie glanced at Han Tongtong, who was sitting in the chair and shaking his head, and said, "I'm going to bed first, you, you should go to bed quickly too!"

After saying that, he walked into the bedroom on the left in one step, took off his coat, and fell on the bed.

He slept very soundly this time, and even in a dream, his body and mind were very happy, and his whole person was in a state of elation.

In his dream, under the blue sky and white clouds, on the grassy meadow beside the river, a young girl dressed in tulle appeared next to him. The two of them cuddled up and looked at each other. Unknowingly, the two of them hugged each other.

Got together.

"It feels so comfortable! Such a beautiful beauty!" With the help of alcohol, Fang Shijie unconsciously wanted to indulge completely in his dream.

But sweet dreams are always short-lived. Just when the two of them were having fun, they suddenly woke up.

It’s so disappointing! Fang Shijie almost couldn’t help but want to scold her.

Wait, the feeling in his hand seems to be still there. What is this soft and slippery thing? Is he still dreaming?

He grabbed it hard with his hand, and his little heart almost stopped beating from the pleasure. What is it that is so strong, so plump and smooth?

Opening his eyes, he looked sideways and saw that his hand was grasping a towering chest!