Chapter 126: Comrades Got Drunk

  The two policemen were shocked.

  As soon as they entered the Wind Listening Pavilion of Zhou Yi, the two of them almost stared their eyes out. This villa alone has an area of over 2,000 square meters on the first floor, with modern luxurious decorations, bamboo and wood wild interest style, a bathroom that can accommodate four or five people to take a bath at the same time, as well as artificial hills and fish ponds, and gurgling springs.

  This is where people live

  Just thinking about how I've struggled for half my life, through thick and thin, to barely manage a three-bedroom apartment in a decent neighborhood, makes me want to cry. The older cop is okay, at most his facial muscles twitch a bit when talking to Zhou Yi, as if he's about to bow; the younger cop is really worked up, he's still a slave to his mortgage.

  "Mr. Zhou, this villa of yours is really too big! In one's lifetime, to have such a house, it's worth it!" The young policeman was envious, thinking that his own mortgage would probably take until his daughter got married to pay off.

  "It's okay for now. Let's just make do with it first and consider changing to a better one when the conditions are right, huh, can't afford it anyway."

  The expression on Zhou Yi's face was very heavy and solemn. This wasn't pretentious, compared to Wang Qi Feng, Ting Feng Xiao Zhu is somewhat not worth looking at. Hmm, once Xiao Ye Zi's illness gets a bit better, I'll have to think of a way to go to the provincial city and try to get the usage rights for Wang Qi Feng first. After returning from Xin Jia Pi, I can start planning the construction of "Wang Qi Bi Yuan".

  I Ching estimated that if he lived in the Wog Qi Bieyuan, the speed of obtaining upgrade potential points would have to be increased a lot; although he currently has no pressure to upgrade or not, he was still curious about what kind of powerful performance this Linggen Xianti would have if it were upgraded a few more levels.

  This is also a consideration. Moreover, during this period of time for treating Xiao Yezi, the internal energy consumption was considerable, and every day's Ziwu pole couldn't be replenished. He also wanted to see if the system could provide a solution after upgrading the basic skills again; otherwise, if he encountered several patients like Xiao Yezi, he feared that before he could cure them, he would exhaust his energy and die first, which was not a joke.

  "Is this what you call a compromise?" The two policemen's faces turned dark, feeling that this person was too infuriating, this was simply blatant flaunting.

  "Hehe, you two wait for a moment, I'll get some small dishes."

  Zhou Yi directly brought the two policemen into the 'Fu Jia Tian Xia' hall, which was the most luxurious and imposing of the three restaurants. The walls were painted with gold lacquer, and the floor was paved with copper-gold bricks. Even the edges of the tables and chairs had inlaid gold threads and silver lines, dazzling to behold. The two policemen had never seen such a scene before, and they were immediately stunned, unable to move or speak. If Zhou Yi hadn't warmly invited them to sit down, they might not have known what to do with their hands and feet.

  "It's too corrupt! It's too corrupt!"

  The two of them are envying and resenting each other, almost to the point of having a perverse impulse.

  But when the aroma of wine and meat came, both of them had no thoughts at all, just like a newborn baby, their brains only thought about eating. The wine was fragrant, the meat was fragrant, Monkey King discovered the Peach Garden, and the two policemen were drooling with envy.

  Actually, the hospitality for these two was not very thoughtful, just warming up two catties of "city-destroying water" and casually making four dishes with meat and vegetables; however, with his culinary skills, even if it's just a casual try, he can still outdo those so-called top chefs by several streets. The two policemen, let alone this lifetime, haven't had such high-quality food in their past lives either! As soon as they took one bite of the dish, both of them straightened up with a "wow" and looked at Zhou Yi in shock, then without saying another word, lowered their heads to grab more food.

  "Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble"

  "Clang clang clang, clang clang clang", this is the sound of two people competing to grab food, reaching a climax, with their chopsticks colliding and emitting a strange noise.

  Zhou Yi smiled and looked at the two of them for a while before saying, "Comrades, having dishes without wine is not a complete meal. You two shouldn't just eat dishes, try some of my brewed fine wine!"

  To be honest, if it weren't for wanting to settle this matter with his own means, Zhou Yi really couldn't bear to give them the "city-destroying water". Two kilograms of the water is worth 160,000 yuan, and having money doesn't necessarily mean you can get a drink, so these two policemen are quite lucky.

  "Oh, yeah! Old Zhou, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have really forgotten."

  It's really "eating people short", the older policeman is more and more fond of Zhou Yi, directly calling out to him: "Zhou old brother, your craftsmanship is truly unmatched. I've lived half my life, but this is the first time I've tasted such delicious food. Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Long."

  "My name is Zhao Hu, Brother Zhou, thank you for your hospitality."

  The young policeman also felt embarrassed and stopped eating, wiped his mouth, and stretched out his hand to Zhou Yi.

  "Hmm, it turns out they are Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, what a loud name!"

  Zhou Yi shook hands with the two men warmly and winked at them, saying: "Actually, you two don't know that I have a nickname in Jianghu, called 'Jin Mao Shu'"

  The two policemen were stunned, and then burst out laughing. Zhang Long smiled and discreetly took the wine jug, pouring himself a full cup: "Ah, Zhou old brother, you're really humorous, haha, this wine?"

  Seeing the enticing wine color, smelling the fragrance of wine, this guy didn't have the mood to talk much anymore. Like a wildfire or a shooting star, he picked up a large wine cup that weighed at least two taels and gulped it down in one go.

  "Wow, great wine! A hundred times better than top-grade Maotai, a thousand times better than the pricey Wuliangye!"

  "Zhang Ge, let me have a taste too!"

  Zhao Hu was more addicted to wine than his own life, and as soon as he smelled the aroma of wine, he couldn't help himself. He went up and snatched the wine jug with one hand, downed a cup in one gulp, and his eyes widened like bronze bells. He didn't even use a wine cup anymore, but instead opened the lid of the wine jug and poured it directly into his mouth.

  "You're just a drunkard, courting death!"

  Zhang Long's face turned red with rage, and he quickly made a grab for the wine jug; but Zhao Hu was no pushover, having been a top student at the police academy in his day, and he immediately countered with a reverse grab, turning the tables on his colleague.

  "Ka ka pa pa, pa pa pa"

  Two drunkards are fighting, making Zhou Yi laugh bitterly: "You two, stop arguing and grabbing, let me pour the wine instead? Be careful not to break my wine jug and spill the wine again, this wine costs tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram!"

  The two of them heard that it was tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram, and they immediately became honest. In the eyes of a true drunkard, good wine is like a good woman, it must be cherished and treasured. If this wine were to be spilled, the two of them would rather die.

  So, Zhou Yi poured wine from the pot, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu exchanged cups and plates, and they became good colleagues and brothers again.

  Drunk to excitement, Zhang Long's face turned bright red as he pushed Zhao Hu down, grabbed one of his legs and put it on his shoulder, stroking his leg with one hand, his face filled with an expression like a poet in urgent need of urination, singing loudly: "The duck sounds of the Tsangpo River school, thieves stealing from both shores at dawn, waves crashing against the shore only for Jin Zaoer" - surprisingly still using Cantonese

  Zhao Hu's eyes were as soft as silk as she gazed at Zhang Long, and in a sharp voice, she sang: "In my humble home, Fang Erba sat in the embroidery tower, admiring her own reflection, pitying only Yunying for being hard to marry, alas!"

  Wow, it's actually a cultured young person, not some country bumpkin!

  "Alright! What's going on? Is this ever going to end?"

  Zhou Yi couldn't take it anymore, walked over and pressed down on the two men's 'Ren Zhong' (a pressure point), pinching hard for a while before finally waking them up: "Comrades, you've both had too much to drink, right? Why don't we wait till you sober up before sending me back to Fen Nan?"

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