Uncle Qiang quickly responded: "Yes, girl, I'll make arrangements now, and then set off right away... "There is a bunch of ginseng in the warehouse that has been more than a hundred years old. It's the rest of the New Year gift, so there is no need to go to the basement to pick it up. On New Year's Eve, I'm going to trouble Prefect Lin. It's also worth giving a heavy gift. I'm afraid there will be many places to bother Lord Lin in the future.

Qiang Bo left in a hurry, Zhiruo said to Mo Wang again: "Those dead people are piled up together, and the others are unconscious and have no coma, except for the few people who went to Tongqing Yuanhou to join him. Since these people have a hobby of going out for activities on New Year's Eve, let them blow the wind and bask in the moon here, and wait for the people in the yamen to come. It's the turn of the guards on duty to stay two or three in the doorman to watch. The others should do whatever they should do, and continue to eat before they have eaten." Fortunately, they eat hot pot, and they are not afraid of the cold dishes.

Mo Wang responded loudly, blowing the wind and basking the moon? Haha, these bandits were also elegant. Speaking of which, the wind was really not small. However, the guards did not need to blow the wind in the doorman.

The bandits had just felt it in fear. When they heard the "blowing wind", they suddenly felt the cold wind was shaking, and their upper and lower teeth were trembling. Damn, they had nothing to eat or drink on New Year's Eve, and they had to drink the northwest wind here? What about gold, silver, jewelry, huge dowry? What about the New Year every day, and the wine and meat every day? The second leader clearly said that this was a piece of fat meat that was easy to gnaw, but how could it turn into a big bone that kowtowed? Not only did they kowtowed, they simply made their heads bleed and even killed them. It was a total lie! So they said, it was so easy to gnaw, why did the surrounding hills not take action for a long time, and they would leave it to them?

At this time, the second leader Liu Xiang was even more regretful. Once he entered the yamen today, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed. Even if he was a bandit, the inexplicable family extermination case many years ago would directly make him feel distant. Ye Fang'er, Ye Fang'er, you were the one who saved my life, and you were the one who killed me today! This life is nothing. Anyway, he can't get through this time, but Ye Fang'er can't stay out of trouble, haha. No one can escape.

The old man in the middle of the mountain had been impatient. He walked over and muttered, "Okay, okay. I'm going to have the New Year's Eve dinner. It's a great day, and it's just for these bandits to do the things about blowing the wind and basking the moon. Little girl, please make sure you prepare wine for me. I asked one of the two I drank last time. My cat has been blowing on the tree for so long. You can't treat me badly." His natural and natural look made people laugh. Even if you are indeed kind to Meizhuang, you don't have to turn your back on me like this, right?

Fortunately, there was already a Su Kang in front of him, and the two brothers of Mingze and Ruchun, Rudong, was obviously much more likely to accept the old man who was scoundrel and greedy for drinking. Ruchun said: "Girl, I'll go to get the bar. Zibo, what is the wine I bought by this... knight last time?" The old man? She really couldn't call it. It didn't look like it at all.

Ziber remembered it very clearly, and naturally blurted out: "No. 4 and No. 6." Xu Lin distilled and purified the seven good wines he bought outside and numbered them. Combined with reputation, prices, and the results he tasted by himself, from No. 1 to No. 7, of course, the better. Xu Lin took two servants to line up the wines from No. 8. The taste of No. 8 was originally better than that of several before, and now it is comparable to No. 1 and No. 2, and each has its own characteristics.

Initiating the occasional and distant suggestions or opinions that Zhiruo seemed to be casually put forward, Xu Lin even opened new materials and new varieties, which made Zhiruo admire the talent and spirit of hard work of some people. Today, there are twelve types of wines in the wine cellar in Meizhuang, not including the flower wine and fruit wine that Zhiruo made himself.

Zhiruo glanced at the old man in the mountain and smiled and said, "Ruchun, please let them get a jar of No. 2 out. Today... the old man in the mountain has really helped us a lot. Since we are staying here for New Year's Eve, we should drink to express our gratitude and respect."

When the old man in the middle of the mountain heard the content and tone of Zhiruo's words, he thought about the rankings and decided that the second number must be better than the fourth number and the sixth number, right? Naturally, he didn't say anything to stop him. He thought that it would be better to pretend not to hear it. If he had thought it was wrong, he would have to go back to the fourth or sixth number. Anyway, in order to satisfy the wine bug in his stomach, he had already lost all over the floor today. Fortunately, he has never valued this kind of morality very much.

Since Mingze and Minghui saw the old man in the mountain feeding poison to the beard, they almost didn't see clearly, they had no concern about his so-called scoundrels' begging for alcohol. Mr. Su Kang is also a scoundrel, but after he became his student, he realized that compared with his teacher's talent, that little greedy problem is really nothing. My elder sister said that talented people often have a little weirdness, or rather, they are not bound by the Chang Ge.

It seems that the same is true for this old man in the middle of the mountain. If he did not have some outstanding skills or had a bad character, his father would not want Minghui to worship him, right? Unfortunately, this drunkard does not accept his disciple who cannot drink.

Mingze regrets his younger brother, but Minghui himself is fine. Under the guidance of his elder sister and subtle, Minghui's mentality and temperament are much calmer than before. Moreover, the two righteous brothers and Mo Wang around them are masters, so he is not in a hurry to find a master. At worst, he will talk about it when he grows up and goes out for a while.

As soon as the old man from the middle of the mountain approached the yard where the New Year's Eve banquet was held, he was greedy for the smell coming from and felt even more hungry.

"Wow, wow, it's so delicious. What are you eating? Wow, I'm so hungry. Hey, isn't this hot pot?" The old man in the middle of the mountain felt more hungry when he walked through the fragrance of the table. He often ate hot pot in winter, but... it didn't seem to be so fragrant.

Zhiruo shook his head funny. The old man in the middle of the mountain stood there without saying a word, like Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island. As soon as he spoke and moved, he became an old naughty boy Zhou Botong. I really didn't expect that these two completely different temperaments could magically overlap with one person.

"We are eating hot pot," Rudong replied proudly, "It is the hot pot base unique to our Meizhuang. It is naturally fragrant. You will take a look at the dozen or twenty kinds of sauces later. I guarantee that you have never seen them. Our eldest girl has already given you an order to bring you a small hot pot." Fortunately, the kitchen has made several large buckets of base soup today.

A little hot pot alone? And such? The old man in the middle of the mountain wanted to say no, but he was very curious about the little hot pot, so he shut up and thought that there were so many rare things in this Meizhuang. It was worth it to play with him today, haha.

The old man in the mountain is a guest, an elder, and an expert who has helped Meizhuang a lot, so he naturally has to sit at the main table. Zhiruo has already come over and opened another table next to him. She, her two sisters, and You's mother moved to that table.

Before he could introduce himself, Zhiruo heard a ghost cry behind him: "Wow, Mr. Su, why are you here too? She still eats so delicious? You are really wherever there is delicious food. No, no, have you gone to the capital? I also told my eldest disciple. Oh, what smell? What smell? It smells so fragrant! I smell, I smell, what good wine did you drink?" He shouted and flew over with his nose.

Zhiruo and others all widened their eyes: The old man from the mountain knew Su Kang? He should have a good relationship with him, right? Isn’t this a coincidence?

Rudong immediately thought of a sentence that he learned from her girl a few days ago: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups." Isn't it? These two old men are greedy and the other are drunk, and they are all the best among greedy and drunkards.

Su Kang was stunned for a moment, swallowed the food in his mouth slowly, then turned his head slowly and smiled: "You old fairy, half-old man, why did you suddenly come to our Meizhuang? Oh, you are not just a bandit who came to rob, right? Your dog smells the smell of wine, so the New Year's Eve dinner in your Mid-mountain villa, and you ran to Meizhuang to rob?"

The old man in the mountain was quicker and faster. He snatched Su Kang's wine glass and sniffed it again, and then took another sip. Aftertaste: "The wine is so cold and sweet, the plum blossoms are fragrant. Is there a plum blossom in this wine? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! Good wine! It would be better if the taste was more mellow. I said, "Old Su, you are nothing. Who is the old man in the mountain? It's not ugly and lacks money. How could he be the bandit who robbed the house? I just couldn't stand the riots of the wine insects in my stomach and came to buy wine from the little girl. If I had to say that, I would help the little girl fight the bandits and catch accomplices."

Su Kang took back the wine glass and sneered: "The bandits live on the mountain. You live on the mountain. One step away, just one step away, right? Catch accomplices? Hey, half old man, are you sure you are not accomplices? Or, you heard that someone is coming to rob, so you want to pick up a hole and rob a few jars of good wine? As a result, seeing that the bandits are not opponents, I came over and caught the bandits? In short, I don't think it's so coincidental. Hello, take away your claws, this pot of plum blossom wine was specially prepared for me by Miss Yin, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you old guy is still as stingy as ever." The old man in the middle of the mountain raised the glass of plum blossom wine that he had just poured out and drank it all. "Miss Yin has prepared a jar of good wine for me. I won't give you a glass later, I'll be so greedy for you. By the way, I still have a separate small pot, which will make you angry!"

"Tsk," Su Kang glanced at his old friend who had been making trouble since he was a child, "I saw the little pot early in the morning, okay? Miss Yin also asked someone to send one to my residence. When will I want to eat the pot at any time in the future? But I think it will be lively to eat the big pot with everyone today. I don't think you, a half-old man, still have a rare opportunity to go there." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!