The next morning, Zhang San carried a rather large jug to buy some wine.
As he was passing the grain store, he glanced inside a few times before he reached the tavern, where he happened to meet Cui Jiu, who had also come to buy wine.
"Dao Ye, drinking so early in the morning, be careful not to drink yourself to death,"
Cui Jiu, with a cold face, countered, "Then why are you here to get wine so early?"
Zhang San chuckled and leaned closer to Cui Jiu, whispering, "I drink at night."
At this moment, Zhang San and Cui Jiu seemed like two drunkards who had just met, starting to exchange their drinking experiences.
Zhang San took the opportunity to whisper very softly, "Your people have caught the attention of the Town Martial Office."
Cui Jiu's face bore a smile as if the two were merely chatting, but his tone became more solemn, and he quietly asked, "Who?"