Lady Su’s Revenge

After leaving Dali Temple, Su Shi changed his face and changed into a young face that met with Qufu in the Red Mansion on the same day. The clothes fluttered to the street where the residence was located.

On August 15th of the year, every household has a lantern in front of it. Although the alley is quiet, it can see children playing and playing on the street. The poor people picking up vegetables while watching the children at home. The picture is reflected in Su Shi’s eyes, which makes her feel a little warm.

After watching it for a while, Su Shi saw the owner of the Zhoujiu Winery, carrying the bucket of water, suddenly converges, and walked into the drowning house that has been opened.

At the same time that Su Shi saw the proprietress, the proprietress naturally noticed Su Shi. She fell clean and drowned, and looked back at the portal to open the high-rise building. The eyes flashed through the concealed light, and the mouth shouted: "The ruined family... the shop is remote." I didn’t even have a voice when I opened it. If I have this money to build a high-rise building, I might as well take it to buy a good land..."

The poor literati swayed to the front of the door with a jug, half drunk and half awoke and turned white eyes: "Only... as long as we don't delay our business, do you manage... how much do you manage?"

The proprietress's shaking shoulders shook his shoulders and slammed the bucket on the floor. He turned back and said: "The old lady is saying that you are still coming, isn't it, you kill a thousand knives, is it itchy?!"

The poor literate singer did not even hear the prophet's words. He closed his eyes and snorted and sniffed his nose. "Well, the wine is so fragrant, when is the wine of our family so fragrant..."

"Dead alcoholic, where is the wine?"

The boss's big round face is weird. "Osmanthus fragrans can be smelled in one morning. Which night osmanthus blossoms?"

"Well? No, this tastes..."

The poor acid scribe opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling, like a smelling dog, sniffing his nose out of the winery door, and then he went to the door of the drowning house.

"Hey! You don't have a wine with your own family, but also take care of the business next door, you give me back!"

The poor scribes rushed to the body at this moment, but they refused to scream at the back of the woman, so they rushed into the dripping center.

The drowning house was just opened, and it was very cold at the moment. The poor literate clerk stood at the door and looked at the exquisite and unobtrusive decoration. He sighed in the mouth: "The big dog is a big dog, it is all made up of money..."

"What do you want to come to this guest officer? The wine we drown is unique in the world, no semicolon!"

Yin Xuexiao smiled and said, but the heart was very unsettled. In front of him, he was a master in the congenital realm. He did not know that the drug he had given to the drug was not used. She had just served less than a quarter of an hour.

“Licking in the house? Good name!”

The poor literate singer sighed and said: "The drinking picture is a happy, hearty! It seems that this girl is the boss of the drowning house, but I did not expect it to be the same person!"

The poor scribes couldn’t see anything, Yin Xueyan sighed with relief, and Su Shi’s rumors on Dan Dao had reached the point of ecstasy. Since the scribes in front could not see anything, then they would not encounter the long habitat beyond the innate realm. Master, should not worry about exposure and identity.

Thinking this way, Yin Xueyi applied a Wanfu, modesty: "The guest officer misunderstood, the slave is just the shopkeeper of the inn. My husband is the owner of this winery."

It turned out that the poor scribes looked stunned, looking for a table to sit down, two hands touched the smooth mirrored desktop, all faces are enjoyable, this is a good pear wood!

"Guest, what kind of wine do you want?"

Yin Xueyan smiles unchanged, but his heart is secretly self-deprecating. Is this person really a congenital master in Su Shikou? Why is such a poor acid phase that has never seen the world?

Speaking of wine, the poor acid scribe suddenly remembered the business, subconsciously looking at the wooden sign hanging behind the cabinet, this look, his face suddenly green.

"Osmanthus stuffed: alcoholic sweet, sweet and not greasy!"

“First-class osmanthus stuffed, 100,000/altar; second-class osmanthus stuffed, one thousand two/pot; third-class osmanthus stuffed, one hundred two/pot.”

"The fire of the fire: the heart and lungs are like fire, the wine is hot, and the alcohol is drunk!"

"First class fire wine, fifty thousand two / altar; second class fire wine, five hundred two / pot; third class fire wine, fifty two / pot."

"Osmanthus cake... fried peanuts... beef..."

The poor literate scribes are very big, and the wine is quite good. It is similar to other restaurants. But what about the two kinds of wine?

Even the lowest third-class wine is more expensive than the best wine in the general restaurant!

Black shop!

This is a naked black shop!

The poor scribes were tight, and they couldn't wait to get out of the door, but his family was next door. After seeing them, they couldn't see them. They couldn't pull the face. He hid a little bit of private money, but it was only five or two silver, and even a pot of wine could not afford it.

After seeing the more and more strong wine, the poor literate swallowed his mouth and asked with a slap in the face: "That... the treasurer, the winery opened on the first day, even the bargaining activities are not there? You see, Your wine sells so expensive, and some people dare to buy it!"

Yin Xueyan heard a smile on his face and couldn't believe it.

Predecessors above the congenital will be short of money?

"Take him as a general drinker and explain his intentions."

Suddenly, Su Shi’s voice was heard in the ear. Yin Xueyan immediately returned to God and pointed to the jar of the mud that had been opened at the door. He smiled and said: “Our family said, the wine is not afraid of the alley! If it is deep liqueur The person of the Tao, just smelling the smell of wine, can know that we are absolutely good wines!"

The poor scribes saw a row of wine jars at the door, and the two eyes were suddenly green. I wanted to go up and hug the altar, but the mind of the heart still let him stop his mind and sigh:

“The wine is strong and the fragrance is ten miles! How can the wine merchants not know good wine...”

He also knows that it is good wine, but he can't afford it!

Yin Xueyu saw the fire coming, and suddenly smiled: "The guest officer does not need to be pity, today you are the first guest to come to the residence, and my family said that if the neighborhood came to discuss wine and drink, give a pot of drink! Take the slave, then go down and prepare for you."

The poor literate singer was shocked and then overjoyed. Quickly got up and walked out of the door, Yin Xueyan was scared to step back a few steps, his face was amazed, this predecessor is difficult to be a high-light festival, even a pot of wine is not cheap?

"The big treasurer waits for a while! My mother-in-law is also a good wine person, wait for me to call her! The wine is definitely calculated by the head of the person? But it is disrespectful, hahahahahaha..."

Yin Xueyu was staring at the poor literate literary enthusiasm.

She has never seen such a brazen person, even if she is cheap, she has to take the lead!

Su Shi was invisible in the upstairs, looking at this scene, could not help but smile, Qu Qingning dressed around the second child: "Prepare a pot of fire and a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is also up."

Qu Qingning was eccentric, and said: "So love the cheap and sour scholars, plus the five big three middle-aged women, Su Shi, you will not admit mistakes?"

Fang Yuan quite nodded in recognition. Apart from the underground outside, they lived here for several months. They never noticed any changes in the couple next door. Every day, they worked hard, rested at sunset, and were ordinary.

Su Shi took a look at Fang Yuan and asked: "The congenital situation, the heart has a way, is also obsessed, Fang Yuan, what is your way? What is the obsession in the heart?"

Suddenly asked this, Fang Yuan stunned and raised his head to the clear eyes of Su Shi, his face was tight, and immediately turned away from his eyes.

So obsessed, how to say it.

Seeing Fang Yuan’s reaction, Su Shi was rather weird, but did not ask again. “Hate or love, it’s all obsessive. It became a road after congenital, and it is also the road to refining the heart. Although the **** doctor’s leisure is a hanging pot, But his inner obstinacy is only the teacher's door, so there are countless disciples under the door. The congenital masters of the smelting door are all desires, so there are countless blood in their hands, and they still have thoughts."

Fang Yuan heard the words, and it became more and more silent. Qu Qingning seems to understand, but he finally figured out what Su Shi wants to say. "You mean, the couple walked..."

Su Shi’s eyes are awkward. “The red dust road is not something that anyone can go.”

The strength of itself is strong, the desires in the heart will swell, the desire for wealth, the desire for power, and the desire for stronger strength, all of which will cause the military to lose its heart.

This is why so many of those sects look at the world, full of disdain. They think that they are high on the top, they can live and die, and ordinary people are all ants. After becoming a person, who would want to return to the life of the former ants?

Qu Qingning looked down at the thin and fat who came in to the door. It was really like a couple of ordinary people. I couldn’t help but sigh. It’s not easy and easy.

He thought so, immediately went downstairs to prepare the dishes.

Downstairs, the fat boss is sitting at the table, and she touches the smooth table and chairs with her eyes open. She really wants to move back and sit down.

Seeing the empty space in the lobby, I was late to see the second meal. The boss couldn’t help but lower the voice and asked: "When you are home, you wouldn’t deliberately lie to me? So expensive restaurant, why don’t you lose your own wine shop? Go in..."

"Hi!"

The poor scribes interrupted: "But the people's big treasurer personally told me, how can there be a fake? Hey! Look, this is not coming..."

After all, he saw Qu Qingning, who was dragging the plate out of the back hall, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Let's go to the restaurant! This is the sizzling wine and sweet-scented osmanthus that our family gave to the two, and the two are slow to use!" Qu Qingning put his hands and feet on the wine and the jug, and he will go down.

Poor and sour students poured an apocalypse into a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth. The proprietress grabbed the glass in his hand and shouted: "Little brother is slow!"

Qu Qingning looked back in confusion. "What are the needs of the guest officer?"

He is scornful in his heart, can't he be the two who want to bring back to drink? Even if you are taking the red dust, people can't be too shameless.

The boss's face squeezed a smile and asked, "I want to ask, how can you not see the other two in your big winery? It’s strange."

Qu Qingning’s heart was “squeaky” and it’s hard to see what she’s coming up?