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Chapter 226: Only when the book is used will it be regretted
Welcome, the restaurant closest to Gongyuan with the best selection of drinks.
It was also here that Liu Mingzhi met Hu Yanyu in the past, and they drank and talked happily with each other.
The shopkeeper who welcomed the guests looked at Young Master Liu with a face of joy and immediately greeted him: "Master, why are you here? Do you want to drink!"
Liu Mingzhi touched his nose angrily: "It's an injustice...come get some wine and take me to the wine warehouse to take a look."
"Okay, my subordinate will lead the way for the young master. Master, this way..." The shopkeeper looked at Wan Yang hesitantly: "Master, outsiders are not allowed to enter the wine warehouse!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wan Yang. Wan Yang didn't say a word, but his expression clearly said, "It's up to you. I want to be fair and just."
"This is my best friend. His identity is innocent and it doesn't matter."
Although the shopkeeper was embarrassed, the eldest young master of his family nodded, so he couldn't stop him too much. After all, he was the second member of the Liu family, so he still had this right.
After a while, Young Master Liu's wails could be heard from time to time in the wine cellar of Yingke Restaurant.
"Brother Wan, don't think that this Thousand Miles of Sage is expensive, but it actually doesn't taste good at all. Really, you have to believe me."
Wan Yang held the 20-year-old Thousand Miles of Thousand Miles in his hand: "This Thousand Miles of Thickness is a tribute wine in the Kingdom of Jin and is worth a lot of money. Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant to part with it, right?"
"How is that possible? Come on...let's have a small jar. This wine has a strong stamina. Drinking too much will give you a headache."
"There are so many people. How can a small altar be enough? Three large altars will do. Brother Liu, don't forget what you said before. You want me to drink to my heart's content."
"Three...Three altars, have you drank?"
"If you can't drink, I'll just walk around here. Brother Liu won't worry about it."
"Brother Wan, listen to me. If you want to say that this bamboo leaf green is 20 years old, it is more pure. The taste of 50 year old has changed after being stored for a long time, and it doesn't taste good at all. Really, you have to believe me."
"The wine gets better and better as it ages. It doesn't matter. I don't mind if the taste changes a bit. I don't think Mr. Qi and the others will care either."
"Okay...Okay, but if you keep this wine for a long time, it might hurt your stomach. Just bring a small jar and let Brother Yan taste the wine!"
"Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant to give up for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries, right?"
"Of course...no...no, Liu is doing it for your own good!"
"Thank you Brother Liu for your kindness, but if there is a problem with drinking, it has nothing to do with Brother Liu. The fifty-year-old Zhuyeqing will also come to the Three Great altars."
"Have you finished drinking?"
"Walk around."
"Brother Wan, Nuerhong is the wine buried by a girl's parents when she gets married, and she drinks it when she goes out in her prime. The wine that is more than ten years old is the most reasonable and the most beautiful wine. The taste is unique. These 30-year-old Nuerhong and 50-year-old Nuerhong are not good at all. If you think about an old girl who has not been married for 30 to 50 years, how can the wine taste good? How sad."
"Take a walk down there!"
"Brother Wan, this Dukang wine..."
"Walk around!"
"Brother Wan, these cows and horses are..."
"Walking around..."
"Brother Wan, this Xinghua Village..."
"Walk around!"
"Brother Wan, this number one scholar is red..."
"Walk around..."
Young Master Liu walked out of the wine warehouse with an ashen look on his face, surrounded by servants carrying wine jars and an excited Wan Yang.
The guest-welcoming shopkeeper also stood aside with a sad look on his face, watching the servants carrying the wine coming in and out.
In the main hall, Liu Mingzhi looked with trembling lips at the shopkeeper who kept picking up the abacus: "How...how much?"
The shopkeeper looked unnaturally as he watched Mr. Liu tremblingly say a number: "Three thousand one hundred and twenty taels?"
"How much?" Young Master Liu opened his mouth and glared at the shopkeeper.
"Three thousand one hundred and twenty taels!"
"Three... thousand taels, where the hell is Landlord?"
"Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant to let go..."
"That's right, I just can't bear to part with it. Three thousand taels. Do you think it's dozens of taels of silver? Three thousand taels of silver would kill you if you exchanged it for broken silver. The people in Jinling City only spend three thousand taels a year." Ten taels, this is already a wealthy family, three thousand taels, you might as well kill me."
Wan Yang's expression was also a little unnatural. She thought that the wine was worth only a few hundred taels of silver at most. She had lived in the palace since she was a child, grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, had clothes to put out her hand, food to open her mouth, and everything was taken care of. Naturally, she had a lot of respect for the people. I have no idea about prices. I don’t know how much food it cost to make wine in ancient times when there was so little food. Naturally, wine will not be cheap.
But I never expected that it was worth three thousand taels of silver.
Ordinary drinks are just fine. You can get a few drinks for a few cents or more than ten cents, but none of the wines ordered by Wanyang are less than 20 years old. In other words, when these wines were born, Liu Dashao was He is still a tadpole, how can he not feel distressed?
"I didn't mean it. The worst is, the worst is, I'll pay you half the money!"
"Pay your money!"
Wan Yang no longer had that aloof temperament. He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong: "No... no!"
"If you don't have any money, just give me a hammer, then bring down the wine and exchange it for wine!"
Wanyang Green White Jade pointed to the door: "Let's go... let's go!"
Mr. Liu held his hand on the counter and slapped his forehead: "Oh, my mother-in-law!"
Wan Yang twisted his fingers together and looked at Mr. Liu with his cheeks puffed up: "Brother Liu, money is something external to the body. If you don't have it, you can earn it again! Why do this!"
Young Master Liu stared at Wan Yang fiercely: "If my life is gone, I can come back in the next life. If the money is gone, I will have to suffer for the rest of my life. What do you think is important?"
"Money...no, life is important."
At this point, Young Master Liu could only admit it. The carriage had probably arrived at Gongyuan after so long, and it couldn't be chased back.
kindness? kindness? kindness? Young Master Liu looked confused at the sleeve that was being pulled by the shopkeeper: "What are you doing?"
The shopkeeper laughed bitterly: "Master, I stipulate that anyone in the Liu family who withdraws more than fifty taels of gold or silver from the Liu family's restaurant and inn must leave their signature and fingerprint!"
Liu Mingzhi was stunned. The old man's idea was quite advanced. One thing should be dealt with and the accounts should not be messed up.
Not embarrassing the shopkeeper, Liu Mingzhi signed his name and stamped his name consciously, and walked out of the restaurant with the shopkeeper's pleased expression.
When Liu Mingzhi walked out of the restaurant, Wan Yang didn't look as pitiful as before. He followed Liu Mingzhi with his eyes open and made a gesture.
Immediately, a dozen men wearing dragon suits and serving the people around the restaurant put down their sleeve arrows and blended into the crowd, no different from normal people.
The same people did not notice that a group of people wearing green robes also put the simple swords in their hands into their scabbards.
"Brother Liu!"
"Ignore me, I want to be quiet!"
"Oh? Could it be that Jingjing is Brother Liu's confidante?"
"The beauty is a hammer, Jingjing, Jingjing, do you understand!"
"Jingjing is obviously a woman's name!"
"Don't talk to me." Liu Mingzhi had already overturned the ten charges against his father-in-law and started to collect them again. He insisted on listing a hundred charges to complain to his wife.
When the time comes, I will take the whole family except the old man to live in the Governor's Mansion permanently. I will eat and drink from his family and take his family's food. I have to make up for the difference of three thousand taels of silver.
"If Brother Liu really feels sorry for the money, why not follow him back to the Kingdom of Jin? Then I will reward Brother Liu with dozens of beautiful women to compensate Brother Liu for his losses."
"Don't even think about it...how many beauties are there?"
Wan Yang's expression lit up: "If Brother Liu thinks it's not enough, there is no harm in adding a hundred more singers. They are all beauties from the Western Regions. Their dancing postures and figures are incredible. They are all rare beauties!"
"How many...hundreds of them? Are they all beautiful women?"
"Yes, as long as Brother Liu is willing to follow me back to the Kingdom of Jin, I will never break my promise!"
Gudu, a sound of swallowing came from Young Master Liu, the beauties from the Western Regions, Dili all over the street...Malzaha.
He touched his lower back gently, feeling a slight pain. Young Master Liu looked at Wan Yang righteously: "Forget it, Liu is the kind of person who covets women. Brother Wan, you have misjudged me."
Wan Yang looked at Liu Mingzhi walking in front in surprise and murmured: "You are obviously moved, why did you refuse so decisively?"
Wan Yang didn't see Young Master Liu rubbing his chin with regret and saying to himself: "What is the formula of Liuwei Rehmannia Pills? Angelica sinensis? Ginseng? Little wolfberry? Only when the book is used can I regret it!"
