"Take the money of the dead, am I crazy?"

With a look of disdain on his face, Jian Ran took a sip of Erguotou, and when the heat hit his throat, he screamed.

The kitchen uncle squinted his eyes and stared at him for a while, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, and suddenly changed his expression again, returning to the silly and benevolent look unique to old people,

"It's fine if you don't miss it, it's fine if you don't miss it, but you speak so arrogantly, do you know who is in the coffin? Are you not afraid that he will come to you?"

Jian Ran glanced at the uncle's wine glass, "Do you want to drink?"

The uncle was stunned for a moment, and belatedly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then picked up the chopsticks and added a piece of blood sausage, "Drink it,"

"How about it, is this wine strong?"

"Pure man's drink."

The uncle blushed and glanced at Yu Hong, "Do you dare to drink?"

The latter waved his hand, "I'll forget it,"

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

Yu Hong originally planned to stay to the end, but after seeing the battle, he decided to run away and go out to find the staff of the Cultural Relics Bureau to ask the uncle about his background.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a good person.

Lu Yanting, who had been ignored all this time, never said a word.

Although the kitchen master wasn't directed at him, he vaguely felt that he seemed to be insinuating something to himself.

"This is your director?" The kitchen uncle looked at the back of Yu Hong leaving in panic, "If you are so cowardly, can the movie be made?"

Jian Ran suddenly slammed the table, "If you can't keep shooting, you have to."

"Leave me alone, whoever dares to run first, I will fight desperately!"

He was a little dizzy, as if he was under alcohol.

The uncle looked over complicatedly, and asked again, "Do you know who is in the cemetery?"

"Of course I know," Jian Ran took out the brochure in his pocket, "I made a travel guide in advance, and King Zhennan was buried in the cemetery,"

"The legendary Nancheng tyrant knew that he was going to die, so he gave the servants and maids in the palace to death in advance, and buried him with him, including those wives and concubines of course."

The kitchen uncle glanced at the brochure, and his expression turned mysterious and dignified again, "This brochure is for the world to read, and many things have not been written,"

"Killed tens of thousands of people overnight, do you really think it's just for burial?!"

Jian Ran didn't respond immediately, she took a sip of Erguotou first, then felt erratic again.

"Slow down," a hoarse voice came from behind the uncle, "drunk will make you uncomfortable."

The kitchen master turned his head and stared at Lu Yanting's face for a long time, then suddenly pushed a wine glass over, "It's a man, drink some!"

"No, I still have to take care of Jian Ran." Lu Yanting politely refused with a faint smile on his lips.

The kitchen master curled his lips, "Shouldn't you drink something at a time like this, so you can do things better?"

Lu Yanting, "..."

"I'm really thirsty." After speaking, he waved his long arm and took Erguotou to fill up in front of him.

"This young man is not bad," the kitchen uncle grinned, "Listen to me."

Lu Yanting took a sip on his own, and then asked in a deep voice, "Master, do you think that King Zhennan killed so many people for the purpose of being buried with him?"

"What is that for?"

The uncle restrained his smile, "It is very likely that he wants to prevent some news from spreading."

Jian Ran's clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the eyes were dim, "What news? It's worth so many people to die."

"Human lives in ancient times are worthless," the kitchen man said as he got up, his tone was unclear, "I think you are drunk too, so let's do it tonight."

Without waiting for Jian Ran's answer, he turned around and left, as if oiling the soles of his feet, and disappeared at the kitchen door in a blink of an eye.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, only the wine bottles on the table proved that they had been drunk just now.

"I'll help you?" Lu Yanting stared at Jian Ran with rippling eyes.

The latter waved his hand, "I can do it myself."

"I just pretended to drink too much, and fooled that old man," Jian Ran smiled slyly, "Thinking about clichés,"

"I didn't expect him to be quite strict."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lu Yanting's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant. He picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

"What are you doing?" Jian Ran was surprised when she saw his movements.

"I didn't drink well, drink more." Lu Yanting's fair cheeks quickly turned red, pink and tender up to the ears, and spread to the neck.

Jian Ran, "..." This guy won't be crazy if he drinks too much, right?!

He was slandering himself secretly, but he didn't take care of one of them, and Lu Yanting actually drank the remaining half bottle of Erguotou.

"I'll go, you—"

What do you want to do?!

Before the last three words were spoken, Lu Yanting stood up unsteadily, "Ran Ran, I drank too much."

Jian Ran, "..." Damn it, sober and drunk in an instant?!

Before he had time to respond, he mocked him for being a little boy, and saw Lu Yanting falling towards him.

Jian Ran was startled, and quickly stretched out her hand to support her, "Hey, shit, can you do it?"

"Can't drink so much?!"

Lu Yanting narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Happy."

"What are you happy about?!" Jian Ran was annoyed, grabbed her waist and walked out.

"With you," Lu Yanting mumbled, "Happy."

Jian Ran heard it clearly, he paused, and there was a strange electric current rushing back and forth in his heart. After a while, he still pretended that he was deaf, and pulled Lu Yanting out of the cafeteria.

If it was in the past, Jian Ran would have cursed secretly, a thief, messing with my mind!

But now... There is a sweet feeling of eating sugar lingering in the chest.

Stumbled all the way back to the room.

The light was not turned on in the room, Jian Ran threw him on the bed and wanted to get up, but a strong force pulled him back, and he was riding on his waist before he could resist.

"Are you crazy about drinking?! Get down!" Jian Ran said angrily.

Lu Yanting's dark eyes shined brightly in the dim space, "No more! I have something to ask you!"

Jian Ran, who was subdued on the bed with her hands raised above her head, glared at him, "What are you talking about, hurry up and ask!"

"What do you think of me?" Lu Yanting's tone suddenly became soft and anxious, like an innocent man who had never been in love, confessing his love for the first time.

In fact, it is true.

"How about what?" Jian Ran regretted agreeing to drink that bottle of Erguotou.

If he left after eating a full meal, Lu Yanting would not go crazy.

"Look, figure, and so on," Lu Yanting's tongue curled up a little, "Give me an evaluation, is it better than those ex-boyfriends?"

Jian Ran laughed, "What do you compare with them? How can there be any comparison?"

"Don't laugh, answer my question seriously!" The silvery white moonlight shone in through the window, reflecting Lu Yanting's stubborn expression clearly.

Jian Ran tried her best to keep her face straight, "Yes, you are strong, you are stronger than them all."

"Really?" Lu Yanting blinked, "I don't believe it."

Jian Ranxin said that this guy is cute after drinking too much, "Why do you believe it?"

Lu Yanting frowned and thought hard,

"If you kiss me, I will believe it."