When these servants were stopped by the housekeeper, the boss was unhappy.
Although he is usually attentive to the housekeeper, he always follows the housekeeper every day.
But sometimes you get tired of flattery.
Before those ministers threw rotten eggs in front of the prime minister's house, these servants could not talk to the prime minister, so they surrounded the housekeeper every day.
All I have to do is pour water for the housekeeper's feet when I go to bed at night.
Unexpectedly, the majesty of the Prime Minister's Mansion is declining day by day, and these servants are also snobbish.
If the Prime Minister hadn't been weak, who would have dared to throw rotten eggs in front of the Prime Minister's house?
Even an immortal would not do this.
Another servant muttered: "The Immortal will not throw any rotten eggs. He will probably bring people to smash the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Seeing that today is different from the past, these servants have been doing their jobs very seriously these days, and they are not around the housekeeper like a dog-skin plaster.
When the housekeeper came out of Wang Wan's study, he was still wondering why those bastards were missing.
The housekeeper held the wine flask and searched in the yard, and finally saw the servants.
The housekeeper said: "I don't do anything good for you on weekdays. You stick to me every day."
"Now that the benefits have come, you are nowhere to be seen."
The servant thought: Good thing, since I came to this house, I have never seen you give us any good things, butler.
The butler continued: "Come on, come back to your room with me."
Several servants followed behind with grimaces on their faces. They looked at each other and shook their heads.
I don’t know what kind of work we are going to have to do again.
One of the servants thought about it more and more, and suddenly he let out an ouch.
The butler turned his head, and the servant held his stomach and said in pain: "Butler Wu, maybe the little one has eaten something bad, and his stomach hurts very much now."
He said it over and over again, bending down and holding his stomach in pain.
The other two servants looked at the man in front of them in surprise, thinking: Your performance is too exaggerated.
Who was Butler Wu? He stared at him with squinted eyes, as if he had seen through his little thoughts.
Butler Wu nodded and said coldly: "In that case, you don't need to follow me."
The servant was suddenly overjoyed and tried not to show it on his face.
He turned around and ran quickly in the opposite direction. When he turned around, he looked at each other with the other two servants.
It was as if he was smiling and saying: Thank you for helping me do the work that Butler Wu asked me to do.
The two servants wanted to be more honest and continued to follow Butler Wu to his residence.
The two followed Butler Wu into his room, and Butler Wu put two bottles of wine on the table.
Butler Wu looked at the two bottles of wine on the table and was very excited. He sat down for a while, stood up and paced again.
Two servants stood nearby, looking at Butler Wu's behavior with confusion.
Butler Wu rubbed his hands and said to the two of them, "Do you know what these are?" Butler Wu pointed to the two bottles of wine on the table.
The two servants looked at the things on the table, looked at each other again, and said in unison: "Flag?"
Butler Wu clapped his hands and said excitedly: "How do you two know?"
The two of them were frightened, and one of them said: "Don't all wine containers look like this?"
Another servant scolded him and said to Butler Wu: "Sir, what we mean is that we think this object is very similar to a container for holding wine, so we venture to guess that it is a wine flask."
Butler Wu nodded. He was in a good mood now and was too lazy to care about the servant's words just now.
The servant who was criticized looked at the person next to him, as if to say: Is there any difference between what you mean and what I said? Isn't this different?
The servant next to him glared back, as if to say: Be more honest and talk less.
Butler Wu continued: "Let me tell you two, this is indeed a wine flask, a temporary wine flask, so it doesn't look refined and a bit rustic."
Butler Wu was thinking as he talked: Yes, why does it look more and more rustic? It is obviously a low-alcohol wine highly praised by the banished immortal, but why does it feel like it does not match the use of such a rustic wine flask.
The Prime Minister wanted to throw away the two jugs of wine, but could he have seen some clues?
These two jugs of wine were sent by Mr. Qi, not to banish the immortals. Could it be that Mr. Qi did something to them.
There was something dirty in the two wine bottles.
The more Butler Wu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he shuddered.
In fact, Mr. Qi also wanted to use a more refined wine flask to hold low-alcohol wine, but he looked around and found nothing suitable.
The only exquisite thing is fairy wine. If you use a fairy wine pot to hold low-alcohol wine, it will inevitably fall into the trap of the people.
And during this period of time, Huaiguzi has been developing low-alcohol wine, but has not designed a corresponding wine bottle.
There was no other way but to temporarily use a hip flask filled with corn wine instead.
Butler Wu calmed down and felt that since it was sent by Mr. Qi, there must be no problem. If it was deliberately mixed with something, it would be difficult for him to get through in the court.
Butler Wu continued: "Although the wine pot is rustic, the wine inside is indeed very exquisite."
The two servants looked at each other. The drinks were exquisite? Exquisite wine has only been heard of ambrosia.
But the wine bottle of ambrosia does not look like this.
The servant asked cautiously: "Sir, what kind of exquisite wine would use this kind of wine flask?"
"Besides, the only fine wine available now is Fairy Bar."
Butler Wu nodded and rolled his eyes at the two of them.
"I'd say you're smart, but you're both a bit stupid."
"It is true that the only exquisite wine is fairy wine, but that was only in the past. From now on, there is another exquisite wine, which is low-alcohol wine."
The servants looked at each other and widened their eyes. Although they were in the high-walled compound, they had recently heard that Master Banished Immortal was vigorously developing low-alcohol wine.
It is said that it is a fine wine that is comparable to Xianjiu, even easier to drink than Xianjiu, and the price is even cheaper than Xianjiu.
The servant looked at the wine bottle on the table excitedly and said to Butler Wu: "Sir, do you mean this is low-alcohol wine?"
Butler Wu nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, the wine in this jug is low-alcohol wine."
"This was just developed by Exiled Immortal and Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi specially sent someone to give it to our Prime Minister."
Butler Wu puffed up his chest as he spoke, as if Mr. Qiqi had specially given it to him.
The servant who couldn't speak spoke again: "This wine is so precious. Since it was given to the Prime Minister, why is it here with you now?"
Butler Wu endured it. He was in a good mood today and would not hit anyone.
Butler Wu said: "Prime Minister, can't you reward me with wine?"
"Besides, who is our Prime Minister? Can we bribe him with just two bottles of wine?"
"Our Prime Minister is a notoriously honest person. The Prime Minister originally wanted to throw these two pots away."
"It's me. I asked for these two jugs of wine."
"I know you follow me around here and there on weekdays. If I hadn't been thinking of you, I would have thrown away this wine."
Butler Wu stared at the two people with squinted eyes and said slowly: "What? You two don't believe it?"
The servant who couldn't speak was about to speak when he was stopped by another person and said quickly: "Sir, I'm following you. I don't want anything in return. I just want to learn some skills from you and respect you."
"Whether you believe it or not, the young ones will believe it."
