"Ahem," Fan Yushu coughed in embarrassment. He also felt that everyone had nothing to do after they had eaten, so he came to chat with a weird shopkeeper who breathed fragrant fragrance. It was very outrageous, so he stopped trying to talk about it and said directly: "Actually, we are all here just to drink.
Drinks.”
Zhao Rong glanced at Xiao Qian'er who was begging for a drink, with no expression on his face and nodded:
"I knew that the previous groups of people who came one after another to eat at this remote restaurant were probably not motivated by fame and lust for words. If it weren't for the good stuff hidden here, or if the proprietress wasn't famous, she would have to get the same thing."
Fan Yushu gave a thumbs up in front of his belly, "I know that with your intelligence, I can't hide it from you. Tzuyu has the experience."
Zhao Rong leaned back slightly, moved away from him, and lightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Brother Yushu, thank you for that. No one knows better than you."
"Disrespect, disrespect."
"..."
The two had a tacit understanding of each other's business.
Fan Yushu continued:
"It is rumored that the wine in Xia Chong Zhai is very magical, but it is very difficult for guests to drink it. Because if outsiders want to enter Xia Chong Zhai, in addition to obtaining its location information through some hidden channels, they also have to let Xia Chong Zhai.
Only if the shopkeeper of Chongzhai likes it can he come in and serve it."
He paused and then said: "And after serving it, if you want to drink the wine collected by Xia Chongzhai, you must meet some stringent conditions."
"What conditions?" Zhao Rong asked, thought for a moment, twitched the corner of his mouth, and joked: "Did you trigger a key plot while chatting with shopkeeper Zhao?"
Fan Yushu glanced at him and didn't receive the burden, but still nodded:
"It is true that I have to chat with him, but this chat has to be about things that interest the shopkeeper, or things that he doesn't know, and sometimes I also answer some of his questions.
"How to talk about it specifically and what the rules are. I heard that it depends on the mood of the shopkeeper of Xia Chongzhai. He has to be satisfied. Only in this way can he drink Xia Chongzhai's drinks. But whether it suits his wishes is all up to him.
One person has the final say, otherwise we would never sell a drink."
Zhao Rong looked a little curious, "There is such a strange thing...well, now it seems that this is indeed a job that this person can do."
Fan Yushu glanced at the black-hearted shopkeeper who was quarreling with Zhao Xiaoxian, and nodded sympathetically, "Indeed."
Zhao Rong bumped his friend's forearm with his elbow, "Brother Yushu, you haven't said yet what's so special about his drink."
Fan Yushu looked solemn and whispered: "I heard that there is a kind of wine in Xia Chong Zhai, called Bing Niang wine, which has the miraculous effect of making people look beautiful. Those guests who can come in and have a table, if they want to 'chat'
If you can satisfy the shopkeeper, you can usually get a drink."
"Your appearance will last forever?" Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and thought softly, smiling, "Wouldn't that be very popular among the women on the mountain?"
Fan Yushu thought for a while and nodded, "It's true. Bing Niang wine is a rare item in the black market on Wangquezhou Mountain, and the price is very high. Because it is really good for people who can be favored by the shopkeeper of Xia Chongzhai to come in and beg for a drink.
It’s too little.”
He turned and looked around, approached Zhao Rong, and said:
"It's just that, in my opinion, although it is rare for us mountain people to stay in beauty forever, it is not a big adventure. I think... it is attracting an endless stream of strange monks from all walks of life outside the door.
What came to my door...were the other three drinks that were rumored to exist."
"Are there any other drinks?" Zhao Rong interjected curiously.
Fan Yushu nodded, "It is rumored that there are three kinds of wine in Xia Chong Zhai, namely Xia Chong, Jing Frog, and Qu Shi."
He stopped talking.
Hearing this, Zhao Rong leaned back slightly and glanced at his nervous friend who was whispering close to him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The latter understood what he meant tacitly, and just shrugged, with a helpless tone:
"Brother, I don't know exactly what magical effects the summer insect wine, well frog wine and Qushi wine have. I only know that the Bing Niang wine is generally a resident effect, because although it is difficult to drink, it is also
After all, someone drank.
"But who has tried the other three possible wines, but they have been unheard of over the years, so many people on the mountain generally believe that they are just deliberate hype of this mysterious and weird Duyou City time-honored brand, and do not exist at all."
Fan Yushu scratched his head, "It's just that there seem to be a lot of people who believe it. You saw those weird people who came to the door just now. They should all be here for the three kinds of drinks in the rumors."
While the two were talking, the sounds of Zhu Yourong, Su Xiaoxiao and others chatting could also be heard during the dinner.
However, although these women did not participate in the conversation between Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, they heard a lot from the sidelines. Especially when they heard that Bing Niang was drunk, they all looked sideways and had different reactions.
Zhu Yourong's expression remained as usual.
Yu Huaijin still had the same straight face and straight waist.
And a certain little fox demon was completely focused on someone, and would peek at the bad guy from time to time, but it seemed that he didn't care about the beauty wine.
Li Xueyou, who had always been shy, turned his head and looked in the direction of the counter, his face calm.
At this time, Jingzi hugged her small breasts and sat on the soft cushion handed to her by some idiot. She frowned and muttered:
"Zhu Yan... won't that girl never grow up? Such bad wine can do a lot of harm to people!"
Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu: "…………"
The girls at the table: “…………”
The corners of Zhao Rong's eyes couldn't help but twitch. He really wanted to tell this 'little' girl that there is still the word "childlike face and big breasts" in the world. The beauty is eternal but not the age. You have to grow up in a cafeteria somewhere, but think about him.
It’s better to give up, it’s difficult to drive when there are many people, and besides…
What if the 'little' girl listened to him and drank Bing Niang wine, and she really didn't grow up anymore, and blamed Zhao Rong and wine, and what if he was held responsible?
She is so petty and loves to hold grudges, and she will probably do this kind of thing.
Zhao Rong had no doubt.
Fan Yushu on the side did not know that his friend was silently complaining about these things. He glanced at Zhao Rong who was sitting in front of him and seemed to be thinking quietly. He thought that Zhao Rong was digesting what he had just said. Fan Yushu mused:
"I don't know much about the three rumored wines in Xia Chong Zhai. I just heard from my old man..."
He paused and said in a serious tone:
"Xia Chong wine, a cup of it can be said to be ice-cold."
"Well frog wine, you can see the sea with one cup."
"One cup of Qushi wine can lead to enlightenment."
Zhao Rong frowned and muttered, "Yu Bing, see the sea and realize the Tao..."
Silence fell between the two.
After being quiet for a while, Fan Yushu shook his head, took out two bottles of his own wine from the hollow jade gourd-shaped sumeru object around his waist, placed them on the table, reached out and took out two small cups, and gave them to Zhao Rong
and himself, each poured a glass.
Fan Yushu smiled and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder.
"No matter what, it has nothing to do with us little shrimps anyway. Don't think about it. We are here today. It's Zhao brother and sister who treat us to dinner. Tsk tsk. Fairy Zhao is indeed the leading talent in Taiqing Mansion. She has neither face nor connections.
Usually, if you want to grab a meal, it’s the rumored No. 1 time-honored restaurant in Duyou. As a local, I couldn’t find my way there before..."
Fan Yushu laughed and drank leisurely while looking around.
Zhao Rong turned to look at him and nodded slightly, but his brows were still slightly furrowed. He was not thinking about the drink out of boredom. At the moment, he just wanted to get through dinner peacefully and had no intention of worrying about adventures from the sky.
.
What about "Yu Bing", "Seeing the Sea", "Enlightenment", Zhao Rong didn't have time to guess this riddle, who knows if it's just a mystery...
I have to ask Qing Jun later how he interacted with Xia Chongzhai and how he met that shopkeeper Zhao... He thought about it in his mind, took the wine glass from his friend and took a sip.
As soon as Zhao Rong put down his wine glass, Fu Zhi turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xiao, who was biting his lip and looking at him while chatting with Zhu Yourong and Jingzi.
The two looked at each other for a while, and Zhao Rong opened his mouth to speak. But the next second, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure appearing in the passage from the hall to the kitchen.
Concubine Zhao Ling was coming with a bowl of hot soup, a strand of green hair falling from her forehead.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips and moved his eyes, stood up with a straight face, and went to greet him.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhao Rong smiled, raised his hand, put it down again, and said seriously.
But then, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the lady's originally beautiful face, which was stained with oil and water. Her cheeks were red at this time, and he didn't know if she was burned by the spilled oil.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, not daring to look at Xiaoxiao behind him. He raised his lowered right hand and lifted the green hair on her forehead behind her left ear. He took out a handkerchief and wiped her cheeks with his fingers. Then he continued
He took the hot soup for her.
"Be careful of burning."
Being gently teased and cared for by her husband, she looked at him who was gentle and careful, smiled sweetly, and couldn't help but say something worried at random, and stepped forward to gently take Zhao Rong's arm, supporting him together.
The latter nodded slightly.
The two people's tacit and loving gestures of intimacy fell into the eyes of everyone around the dinner table, silently.
Zhao Rong carried the soup and returned to the table with Zhao Lingfei.
He was about to say something.
At this time, I saw Xiao Qian'er returning with a smile on her lips and her little hands behind her back.
Behind her was a bearded man with short, disheveled hair. He was holding a pitcher of black wine in his hand and muttering in his mouth.
…
PS: I’m not running away, I’m always here...
But some book friends just think that Jian Niang is already a eunuch. Don’t read anymore. It’s just a street book. Xiao Rong can’t write the book you want to read. Now you feel uncomfortable reading it. Xiao Rong is also frustrated when he writes it. It’s really
Yes, don’t wrong yourself. After calming down for the past two days, you may feel indifferent now.
Yes and no are actually the same.
Xiaorong has not asked for any subscription tickets for more than half a year now, and he has never asked for rewards since the book was published. He has not encouraged everyone to list or anything, nor has he persuaded book friends on "other websites" to give up their comfort.
Whoring for free.
nothing.
Because of the fear of being indebted.
Because if you owe something, you have a responsibility.
Once you have responsibilities, there is no way to escape them, so the enthusiasm and support of some brothers make me feel terrified every time.
Because Xiaorong's personality is inherently sensitive and depressed, he always feels that any passion in the world will dissipate, and even the hottest feelings between lovers will become cold (well, this may be the reason why he has never been able to find a girlfriend), which is the same as He Fu
Where is this book?
(So...if, I say if, some familiar book friends want to leave in the future, please leave silently and don't say it out loud)
Finally, some book friends please let go of Xiao Rong and this book on the streets, and stop wasting time reading and guiding. Xiao Rong is just a little book on the street. He can't afford it. He just wants to finish the book in silence. The starting point is still there.
There are many good books written by seniors. If it weren't for coding, I would read them every day. If you like it, you will read it. If you don't like it, you will leave a thumbs up. As long as it is not harmful, I will not complain or hurt you, because I know there will always be people who like it.
, it may not have been written for me.
Um, but these few days, these book friends who are not worthy of Xiaorong should have almost deleted their books and left... Not bad, okay, cough, keep writing.
I finally said it, and I feel comfortable. I will make a final agreement in three chapters, because Xiaorong is a little sensitive to words. In the future, when I meet some unfamiliar book friends who make remarks that I think are malicious and disturbing, I will not reply and will go directly to the package.
But if you were blocked by mistake or something, you can privately chat with Xiaorong and apologize to your brother...
I have actually wanted to say these words for a long time, but I have been holding them back for fear of being said to be a "malicious attempt to persuade book friends to quit because they love to read but not Jawba". In fact, they are not, they are sincere.