"Two hundred taels of silver, thank you." Lin Xiaoyue smiled and stretched out her jade-like hand towards him.
"Girl, you are so stingy!" Zhuang Yaoli was drinking wine. When he heard this, he almost spit out the wine.
The good sisters went out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but she had to work hard to get married. Fortunately, she was in danger along the way, and since then she has been wandering around the world, looking for him in her memory.
Zhuang Yaoli, a generation of romantic heroes, just happened to save her in passing. In order to pay off the wine debt he owed, he followed her around and did all the hard work in the world. In the end, he still owed her a lot of debt.
"Girl, you said that after drinking a thousand cups of this wine, why are some people intoxicated while others are always sober?" In the early spring of another year, they sat on the roof and watched the fireworks in the world, singing to each other while drinking.
"The world is complicated and ever-changing. Some people choose to be intoxicated, while others choose to be sober. Drunk people are only intoxicated, but their minds are sober. People who are greedy for profit are intoxicated and indulge in wealth. Indulging in sobriety is just a thought." Her eyes were brilliant, but she didn't know that the bystanders were already intoxicated by her.