"You can use this money to buy a small courtyard house in the capital. It's not good to always rent a house outside. After all, it's not your own property, and it's not convenient to marry a wife and have children." Yang Ruoqing added.
Because in the past, this shop was the home of shopkeeper Wu, with business on the first floor and people living on the second floor.
Now that the second floor has been opened up, it is equivalent to retaining only a few load-bearing walls of the shop. The other rooms have been demolished, the partitions that need to be added have been added, and the overall look has been renovated.
Only the kitchen and dining hall and toilet are reserved in the backyard for the use of the shop workers. By the way, there is also a warehouse for storing wine and a miscellaneous room for resting.
Shopkeeper Wu said: "It's pretty good for me to rent the house now. The lease term is until the end of the year, and the landlord can't refund the money."
"When the lease is up, I will move into the shop and live in the utility room in the backyard, and I can also look after the shop, so I definitely don't want this banknote!"
Seeing that Shopkeeper Wu insisted on not wanting it, Yang Ruoqing didn't force it. Everyone has their own ambitions. If Shopkeeper Wu has the dignity of Shopkeeper Wu, then he will be fulfilled.
"Okay, then you continue your work, and I will take the first step." Yang Ruoqing said.
It is estimated that Mrs. Sun and the others will soon arrive at the hot pot shop over there, and Tang Yazi has entered the palace. Before he left in the morning, she also greeted him and asked him to go back when he came back from the palace. Home.
If Mrs. Sun and others are at home, go to the hot pot shop with Mrs. Sun and others.
If Sun and the others were not there, they must have set off for the hot pot shop and asked him to go there by himself later.
So at this moment, Yang Ruoqing left the bar, got on the carriage, and took Chen'er straight to the hot pot shop.
In the carriage, as soon as Yang Ruoqing's butt touched the stool, her interrogating eyes fell on Chen'er.
"You kid, tell me honestly, what's going on here? How did you get to know the Master of Wine?"
"It seems like you two are quite familiar with each other. Did you invite him over?"
"Also, although so many people say he is the Master of Brews, I am still a little confused. Who is he? Is he really the Master of Brews?"
Facing Yang Ruoqing's barrage of questions, Chen'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
My mother is really impatient!
But...
"Mom, you want me to answer these questions, but you have to agree to a condition first!" Chen'er tilted her head and said.
"What?"
Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened, "What are you talking about? A son actually dares to negotiate terms with me? Are your wings hard? Let me pinch and see!"
Yang Ruoqing reached out her hand to Chen'er's back and touched it randomly.
In fact, instead of touching, she only cared about tickling him.
This child is not afraid of anything but tickling.
It's been like this since he was little. If you scratch him gently, he will giggle.
It was the same when I changed his diaper when I was a child. He smiled so much that he was so cute and adorable.
Now that I have grown up a bit, I am like a fairy child, but I still haven’t gotten rid of this habit, and it will probably stay with me for the rest of my life.
"Mom, stop scratching. My son is wrong. Isn't it okay for my son to admit defeat?"
After a while, Chen'er really begged for mercy.
Just when Yang Ruoqing stopped, Chen'er said breathlessly: "Mother, my son will tell you the truth, but my son also has a request, and I hope my mother will grant it."
"You tell me first, it's over, and I'm satisfied with your answer, then you can tell me your request." Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and said deliberately.
No matter what the request is, as long as she can do it, she will satisfy her son.
There was nothing she could do, she couldn't be a kind and kind mother, she was destined to be a cruel woman.
Here, Chen'er took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and told Yang Ruoqing about his relationship with the Jiuxian...
"It all started when I accompanied my mother to the Ninth Princess Manor to taste wine that day," he said.
"Didn't we meet the wine master that day and secretly drank a jar of wine? Afterwards, the more I thought about it, the more strange it became."
"No matter how skilled my mother and I are, it's impossible not to notice a stranger coming in, but that person can come and go so freely under our noses,"
"He must be an expert, even if he looks ragged and embarrassed, like a homeless man on the street,"
"However, often those masters outside the world are so unconventional and independent."
"Because of this, they are indifferent to fame and wealth and devote themselves to pursuing their own path, so that they can achieve their hard work."
"In this way, I kept an eye on him. The next day, I went for a walk during my free time from studying, and then went to the Ninth Princess's manor. Sure enough, I found him under a peach tree,"
"I brought a jar of bagel wine I brewed for him to drink. He actually said that the wine I made was not as good as my mother's wine, which almost made me mad. But I had to admit that my son's wine-making skills were better than my mother's. Here, we are indeed being compared, and this is also a fact..."
"It's good that you know, hehe..." Yang Ruoqing added carelessly, causing a 10,000-point critical hit to Chen'er.
Chen'er's head is full of black lines. As an old lady like me, sometimes she becomes gentle and loving and can tire you to death.
Sometimes you become so evil that it can choke you to death.
But precisely because of this, my mother is so different.
"I saw that the old man who stole the wine and drank it had unfathomable skills. I wanted to learn his skills, so I used the wine you brewed as bait..." Chen'er said.
"What?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"You brat, you did so many things behind my back?" She began to grind her teeth.
He grabbed Chen'er's shoulders and pulled him to him: "Tell me quickly, what kind of martial arts has he taught you?"
Chen'er said: "I used a jar of wine to exchange his footwork. The name of that footwork is so strange, it's called 'Light Swallow Floating on the Water',"
"It's not really the kind of floating on the water, but an adjective. The main reason is that the walking method is really silent, just like a swallow passing over the water. It doesn't move at all. Leave no trace of movement to others.”
"Last time he came in to steal wine, and when he left later, he used the same footwork, so that we could chase him out without even a trace!"
After listening to Chen'er's words, a word suddenly popped into Yang Ruoqing's mind: Lingbo Weibu!
"Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hid it from you. Then go trade the wine you worked so hard to brew with the Brewmaster..."
"It's okay, Mom doesn't blame you!" Yang Ruoqing interrupted Chen'er.
She hugged Chen'er, with an expression of excitement and joy on her face.
Her eyes were even brighter, and she said to Chen'er: "This wine master is a great hero in this world, and his skills are unfathomable."
"From tomorrow onwards, Mom will brew other better wines. Then you can use them as bait and try to learn all the secret skills of the Brewmaster!" she said.
Chen'er looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.
He just wanted to learn a thing or two, but he didn't expect that he, the old lady, would be so greedy and have such a big appetite!
OK, he likes it!
"Okay, then it's settled!" Chen'er said excitedly, "When I learn it secretly, I will teach it to my mother. I have to share good things with my mother, right?"
Yang Ruoqing pinched Chen'er's little nose: "You brat, you are filial. If you have good things, you still remember me and me, so study hard!"
