Chapter 9: The Correct Posture for Urination

Jiang Hao stood up and shouted, "Don't move!" After saying this, he aimed his gun at the sky and pulled the trigger: "Boom, boom"

The system's response is exactly the same as before

In the film, the old shopkeeper has died, and Jiu'er takes over the winery. The new wine she brews is not good, but when Yu Zhan'ao comes over and urinates into the wine vat, it miraculously becomes delicious.

It would be quite troublesome if one had to figure out the best formula for urination by oneself

However, brewing new wine requires the old shopkeeper to die, but the movie suggests that it was Yu Zhan'ao who killed the old shopkeeper, which means it was himself

Someone removed the robber's hood, looked at him and said: "This is not Sanqiang Sanpao, he has hair, Sanpao is bald"

Why did I just rush up just now

On the road, we encountered robbers, and the first to charge forward was Brother Zhan'ao; otherwise, this time would surely have been disastrous. Logically speaking, we should offer you a jar, but this belongs to the host, so we cannot use it to do a favor.

As he watched Jiu'er's red coat disappear, Jiang Hao suddenly felt a strong sense of loss; he did not belong to this world, yet why did he experience such intense feelings

Ten seconds passed, and the jar of wine did not disappear

In the sorghum field, I found a small pit, tossed the body into it, and covered it with some soil from the side, considering the matter settled. I estimate that the sorghum here will grow even more vigorously next year

Hit, hit him

Upon arriving at the wine cellar where the藏酒 is stored, there are rows of wine jars, varying in size. Among them are large jars, as tall as a person, each containing 200 jin, and the smallest jar holds 30 jin. Seizing the moment when the attendant is not paying attention, Jiang Hao places his palm over one of the jars and silently utters "collect" in his heart

I saw Brother Zhan'ao charge forward, so I followed suit and charged forward as well

Failed

Jiang Hao also quietly gazed at the red veil

However, the fellow is here, and he cannot urinate; he can only buy it back.

The sound of rushing water

Walking into the sorghum field's green canopy, Jiang Hao burrowed in, set down the wine jar, opened the lid and took a whiff, a strong scent of distilled liquor wafted up, it was hard to describe as good, he dipped a finger in, brought it to his mouth and licked it, surprisingly, the taste was quite mediocre, no wonder the system wouldn't accept it

If this succeeds, he will find a way to obtain a sum of money to buy one hundred jars of wine, or simply resort to stealing them

"The brothers of the Zhan'ao are particular about their principles," someone said

I would like to buy a jar of wine to take back with me said Jiang Hao

The crowd took the money out of the bandit's pocket, counted it themselves, and found it to be exactly right. People today are honest, and they divided the money among themselves

Jiang Hao suddenly remembered that in the movie, Yu Zhan'ao had sprinkled a bit of urine into the wine, which made it taste better. Why not try it himself

Jiang Hao came to his senses, looked at the already lifeless robber, and said: "Let's find a place to bury him; it is certainly better than leaving the body in the wilderness"

Setting off again, half an hour later they arrived at the Shiba Li Pu winery. Jiu'er, wearing a red veil, got off the sedan chair and was assisted by a woman as she walked towards the room. Jiang Hao stood at a distance watching. When they reached the door, Jiu'er suddenly stopped and turned her head to look in Jiang Hao's direction

Such great force, if this shot were to hit the body, it would surely create a hole

After a long period of chaotic thinking, Jiang Hao finally concluded that perhaps the issue was not with his own urination, but rather with the alcohol.

This batch of urine is quite substantial. Finally finished urinating, he shook himself a bit and tucked it back in, closed the lid, and shook the wine jar vigorously a few more times to ensure the wine and urine were thoroughly mixed for optimal flavor. Then, he covered the jar with his hand and silently recited "Collect" again.

This wine does not meet the client's requirements

Jiang Hao also received a system message: "This wine does not meet the customer's requirements"

Kill him, kill him

Dead? This is really too fragile

Although the two individuals cannot see each other's eyes, they both know that the other is looking at them, akin to a form of silent communication

Everyone's face turned pale with fear, "Oh my goodness, this is the real deal, it can really make a sound"

Murder is no trivial matter; previously, when a robber was killed, it was out of desperation. Everyone acted together, and it was an unfortunate accident that led to the death. If Jiang Hao were to deliberately plan to kill someone, he might not even have the heart to do so.

The crowd kicked furiously, and at first, the robber struggled desperately. However, there were too many feet reaching out, and he simply could not get up. Gradually, the robber fell silent.

He shook the four silver coins in his pocket, just enough to buy a jar of wine. The attendant tied the jar with a hemp rope and had Jiang Hao carry it on his back. After leaving the winery and climbing up the hillside, Jiang Hao turned back to glance at the few earthen houses one last time, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.

The person remained motionless, and the crowd continued to kick for a while before stopping.

Everyone was filled with trepidation, and when they looked at Yu Zhanao, there was an added sense of respect in their eyes

However, the gun that Jiang Hao left behind was still there, and gunpowder gourds and lead bullet pouches were found on the bandit. Although it was merely a matchlock gun, it was still a firearm; one could never know when it might come in handy. It was not convenient to carry it on his person at the moment, so Jiang Hao hid it in a certain spot in the sorghum field

This gun is also fake, someone casually remarked while picking it up and fiddling with it

"It's nothing, it's what I should do." Jiang Hao said with a bright smile

He does not know

Jiang Hao was taken aback. Could it be that he urinated too much? Or perhaps he is feeling a bit overheated today? Or does it need some time to ferment?

Jiu'er turned around and walked into that earthen house

Jiang Hao felt that he needed to think carefully. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the jar of wine on the ground and stopped, tying the hemp rope again to carry it on his back.

It has stopped moving, it seems to be dead

Calm your mind; you are here to complete a task: to buy alcohol.

In fact, Jiang Hao is now also feeling a sense of fear; a fake gun turned into a real one. If he hadn't acted quickly, had the robber shot him, he wouldn't have even had the chance to escape

Jiang Hao smiled and took out his member to urinate inside

It is not that he does not want to throw it away, but the four dollars he could get from selling the wine is all he has. If he throws away this jar of wine, he will really only be able to drink the wind from the northwest for the next few days. It may be tiring, but he has decided to carry it back to the city to see if he can sell it, even if he can only exchange it for two dollars, at least it will provide him with a few days' worth of food money

Let's go, come inside

It seems that we still have to wait for the new wine to be brewed

The sound of two consecutive gunshots caused a buzzing in the ears of those nearby

Jiang Hao held up his pants with one hand while taking the gun with the other. As soon as the gun was in his hand, he was taken aback. Damn it, this is definitely not a fake gun; it is an old-fashioned firearm, and there is indeed gunpowder inside, the kind that fires twice. This is different from what is portrayed in the movies; didn't the movies say it was a fake gun

What should we do about this person? a colleague asked, pointing at the robber

Jiu'er walked back to the sedan chair, and Jiang Hao looked over. The gazes of the two met in the air, as if a different kind of emotion was growing in the atmosphere. Which woman does not love a hero, especially one who has saved her? After a long while, Jiu'er slowly lowered the curtain of the sedan.