In the backyard of Wangjiang Tower, next to Yinyue Well, there were people sitting around a stone table.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bright moon shines on the earth, as if it has covered everything in the world with a layer of white neon clothes.
The evening breeze brought with it a chill, blowing off the peach blossoms on the tree in the courtyard.
The peach blossoms danced in the breeze, falling on the edge of the well, on the table, and on the shoulders of the beautiful woman.
Duan Wenjun looked at Jiang Shuying beside him, then at the lady opposite, but did not speak.
The atmosphere is a bit dull.
Even Qin Feng and Chai Jingyun, who were accompanying him next to them, seemed very silent.
Mo Shoucheng did not sit together, but sat on the stone bench under the peach tree with Wang Yuanqing, holding up the wine bag and drinking sip after sip.
At this moment, the noble lady had taken off the veil on her head and looked at Duan Wenjun with a faint smile, "You look very much like your mother."
Duan Wenjun was stunned when he heard this.
He did not expect that when the noble lady opened her mouth, she would actually mention Qiuyun: "Madam, do you know my mother?"
"Stop calling me madam. Just like Jingyun, call me aunt!" The noble lady sighed faintly. "When I was in Shangliang, your mother was a talented woman who was famous in Kyoto. I have a good relationship with her. . But I didn’t expect that just a few years after she returned to Wangjiang, the yin and yang were separated. "
"Madam, what kind of person is my mother?" Duan Wenjun asked.
Duan Daxiong said that he would tell him the story of him and Qiu Yun when he has time, but until now, he has not told him.
Duan Wenjun knew that it wasn't that he didn't have time, but that he didn't want to talk.
Duan Wenjun has always been extremely curious about Qiu Yun.
Since the lady in front of her is an old acquaintance of Qiu Yun, she might know her past story.
The noble lady did not answer immediately, but looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then said slowly, "Your mother is an amazing person."
Then, the sentence fell, and there was no more words.
"Ah? No more?" After waiting for a long time, Duan Wenjun finally reacted and stared at the lady with a surprised look on his face.
He couldn't help but feel depressed. Just such a sentence was still nonsense. Doesn't saying it mean that he didn't say it?
"I heard that your Duan Family Restaurant has launched a lot of new dishes. Are you saying that you want to catch up with Wangjiang Restaurant?" The lady changed the topic and stared at Duan Wenjun before speaking again.
Duan Wenjun showed a sneer, "Isn't this just an advertisement, to attract more customers? How can our small wine shop be compared with my aunt's Wangjiang Tower?"
"Advertisement?" The lady frowned slightly, "What is it?"
"Ah, advertising..." Duan Wenjun was stunned, and it just occurred to him that there was no word advertising here. "Advertising is publicity, it is to make everyone interested in our wine shop, and then go over to take care of the business."
The lady nodded in understanding, and then continued, "I heard that you brewed a kind of wine called 'Shaodaozi', which is comparable to the Cang Yan in the palace, or even worse?"
"This is true!" Qin Feng on the side said, seeming a little angry, "Madam, you don't know. If you want to drink his Shao Knife, you have to eat at his Duan Family Restaurant to buy it, and you also have to buy a pairing. With his Duan family’s three-knife wine set menu.”
Speaking of this, Qin Feng seemed a little excited. "This is not the most irritating thing. The most irritating thing is that this set meal is actually limited. It only sells two hundred copies a day. Once it is sold out, it will not be sold."
Seeing Qin Feng's angry look, Duan Wenjun was immediately puzzled.
Why did Duan's wine shop offend the bachelor by selling Shaoqiu knives and make him so angry?
What he didn't know was that Qin Feng had long heard that a good wine had been released in Wangjiang recently, and only the Duan Family Winery in the south of the city could sell it.
It's just that he has been busy returning to Beijing recently and has no time to taste it.
Until yesterday, I finally had some free time, and I wanted to buy a few taels and come back to try them. However, when I arrived at Duanjia Restaurant, I was told that I had to eat there to buy it, and I also had to buy a set meal.
Since it was the rules of the family, Qin Feng naturally couldn't say anything, so he thought he could just have a meal.
However, the restaurant was always overcrowded, and he waited there for nearly an hour before he found an empty table.
After finally sitting down, he ordered two side dishes and two sets of grilled knives.
But the waiter told him that the set meal was sold out and there was only one left...
When Qin Feng heard this, he became angry on the spot. Now that he is open for business, how can he not sell wine even if he has wine?
However, people say that these are the rules set by their young master’s family. Anyone who wants to drink must not break the rules...
After waiting for nearly an hour, we only got a set meal, and there was only one or two shabu knives in it.
Moreover, the meal actually cost him 700 yuan.
Seven hundred coins, this was his expenses for half a month.
How could this not make him angry?
Fortunately, the smell of burning knives is really good...
"Oh? Is there anyone here who doesn't sell wine?" The noble lady was also very confused and stared at Duan Wenjun.
"Actually, it's not that we don't sell it, it's because the supply exceeds demand!" Duan Wenjun showed a wry smile. "Although this wine is good, the output is too low."
The noble lady smiled and said, "Jingyun, how about we go to the Duan Family Winery and queue up tomorrow to try it?"
"But, aunt, we have to rush back to Lingxiao City early tomorrow morning." Chai Jingyun looked embarrassed.
"Alas! Then I can't drink anymore?" The noble lady sighed quietly, looking very regretful.
Duan Wenjun felt depressed when he saw these two people talking to each other, how could he not understand what they meant.
Speaking of which, your acting skills are too bad!
With a smile on his face, he looked at the noble lady and said, "Auntie, what are you talking about? If Auntie wants to drink, I will quickly ask someone to prepare two jars."
"Oh? I'm troubling you!" The noble lady suddenly laughed, "Jingyun, go to Mr. Duan's place tomorrow and help me bring some altars, and we'll take them back to Lingxiao City."
Duan Wenjun quickly waved his hand and said, "How can we let the second young master go and get it? I will have someone send it over early tomorrow morning."
After speaking, his eyes turned to Qin Feng's face again, "I don't know if Mr. Qin likes to drink. Otherwise, why don't I have someone send one to Green Lake Pavilion tomorrow?"
Qin Feng accepted Jiang Shuying as his disciple. If he wanted to be with Jiang Shuying, he would inevitably have to deal with him.
Moreover, after having contact with this old man twice, I feel that he seems to be a good old man.
Especially at night, he was worried that he would offend his aunt and stand up for himself.
Sending jars of wine and building relationships is a must...
Qin Feng was stunned and said to himself, "I will go back to Kyoto in a few days. I don't know when I can see you again. If you are free tomorrow, come over to Green Lake Pavilion and play chess with me." Let’s have some tea?”
"But it depends on Mr. Qin's arrangement." Duan Wenjun hurriedly replied.
The noble lady smiled again at this moment, "Wenjun, my aunt didn't get this wine from you for free. Shu Ying will go to the beam now, and I will help you take care of it. I will never let her be wronged."
"Shu Ying is also going to Liang Liang?" Duan Wenjun's expression changed drastically when he heard this.
