Chapter 8 Is there anything you want to tell me?

Shopkeeper Chen bowed his head and knelt, his eyebrows were heavy, and he lost his previous smoothness, but gave birth to a hint of the taste of forbearance.

I don't know why, Bai Yuan actually felt a little guilty, he discussed with Fu Shaotong: "Otherwise, forget it?"

"Forget it. Fu Shaotong nodded, and said: "I'll take care of you, next time we meet, don't be so soft-hearted." โ€

After speaking, he got up, someone behind him sounded the gong, and Fu Shaotong took his people and walked out of Shengtai Restaurant without looking back.

Bai Yuan wanted to catch up and talk about Tai Yongde, but the other party walked simply, and there was still Mr. Lu on his side, so he just thought about it.

As soon as Fu Shaotong and his party disappeared, many people immediately surrounded them and talked to Bai Yuan.

This inquiry: "I think the little Bacchus has good skills, why did he fall to this point?"

That wooed: "My uncle opened two restaurants in Nancheng, if the little Bacchus doesn't dislike it, why don't you go back with me to find something to do?"

There was also a snatcher behind him, "Mom, clean nonsense! Little brother should go to the wine shop for this ability, my mother-in-law's uncle happens to have a family, and the little brother can have a good future when he comes to me." โ€

Most of these good places were obtained from Fu Shaotong's face.

Bai Yuan didn't feel moved at all, he refused one by one, pushed aside the crowd, walked in front of Wen Shen, and arched his hand seriously: "If it weren't for Young Master Wen behind me in this matter, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to gamble with others, I have written down this favor, and I will return it in the future." โ€

"Don't take it to heart. Wen Shen pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "If you have nowhere to go, do you want to go back to Taiyongde with me?"

"No, no," Bai Yuan laughed dryly twice, "I'm used to being lazy, and I can't do work." โ€

Wen Shen wanted to say more, Bai Yuan immediately took out the ribbon and handed it to the dress-dressed girl beside him: "Thank you, Miss." โ€

The girl stretched out her hand, rubbed her soft fingertips against Bai Yuan's palm, gently took the ribbon back, and said, "If you really thank me, why don't you think about what my fourth brother just said?"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned.

"It's true," Bai Cheng rubbed his hands, "but I'm still more willing to do something wrong." โ€

After he refused, he was about to leave, but the girl smiled, "You just told my fourth brother that you will pay it back in the future, will you pay me back?"

Bai Yuan paused, deliberately raised his eyes and swept her up and down before replying: "A person like Miss shouldn't have any place to use me." โ€

After he finished his perfunctory work, he wanted to leave again, but the girl suddenly raised her hand, and the smooth and slender white arm was across Bai Yuan's eyes, and she asked, "Why do you always want to go?"

Bai Yuan was slightly stunned, and even took back the foot that he had stepped out of.

The girl pointed to her ripped sleeve and asked, "There's nothing you want to tell me?"

Bai Yan shook his head.

With his attitude, the girl was not only angry, but brought her delicate face closer, and smiled with curved eyes: "You have to be responsible for me." โ€

Bai Yuan glanced at Wen Shen a little helplessly, and saw that there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't have the slightest intention of coming forward to solve the siege, so he simply broke the jar and broke up: "I see that Miss is dressed like this, I'm afraid that she has just returned to China, right? My little sister has also stayed in the ocean before, and in France, both men and women wear short sleeves, what is there to be responsible for? Even if Miss is old-fashioned, she should find the guy just now to be responsible, he is more or less better than me." โ€

The girl was right: "But he is not as good-looking as you." โ€

Bai Yuan didn't bother to take care of her, so he shook his hand and left, stomping around as he walked, but he just didn't find the bell.

The girl followed him reluctantly: "It's okay if you don't want to be responsible, but you have to do something for me, right?"

Bai Cheng didn't hear it, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted: "Bell! bellโ€”"

Maiden: "If you guess my name correctly, you will write it off, and the other ......," she said, taking out a purse, "take it all." โ€

Before Bai Cheng could answer, the money bag in her hand swiped the ground, and someone dragged her down.

The bell moved to Bai Yuan's side in two steps, and put the money bag into his arms, "Whoever doesn't want the money given for white is a fool." โ€

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Bai Yuan: "You go and guess." โ€

Both sides were waiting with determination, but Bai Yuan couldn't, and he glanced at the table to his right, on which was a cup of tea that had been cold.

He leaned over, ran his index finger across the tea soup, then held up the girl's hand and wrote the word "relief" neatly in her palm.

The flow of clouds is smooth, and there is no hesitation.

The girl was full of surprise: "Why are you ......?"

Since she is Wen Shen's younger sister, she must be Tai Yongde's only young lady - Wen Shu.

Bai Yuan didn't give her a chance to ask, but pulled out Fang Cai's money bag, took out a piece of Yingyang from it, and then returned the rest to the girl.

"Thank you for the reward. With that, he pulled the bell and slipped away.

The bell was extremely dissatisfied, and muttered after him, "Why do you want to return it?

"People are kind-hearted and have found an excuse to help us, we can't take people as wronged bosses. Bai Yuan turned around, and saw that the bell was still barefoot, so he said, "Go, my brother will take you to buy shoes." โ€

The bell immediately lost his breath and jumped three feet high, "Buy shoes!

After Bai fell arrogantly responded, he realized that buying shoes was a kung fu job.

You can't buy a new one, it's not good to beg for food, it's too broken, and your feet are frozen. I walked around the street twice, but I still didn't find a suitable one.

Bai Yuan looked at the money in his hand, and felt like he was starving to death guarding the gold mountain.

The bell was still touching around, he simply sat down on the side of the street, the time of half a pillar of incense passed, a piece of eagle ocean was not spent, and he asked the two eldest sons to come back.

Hateful or hateful?

Suddenly, the rich white beggar had nothing to do, and came to a small stall with a water of knick-knacks, among which there was an old little brass bell, which jingled and sounded good.

Bai Yuan took out the money to buy it, stuffed it into his waist, and the bell just called him to pay.

Most children have such a temperament, and the bell has new shoes, and immediately walks vigorously.

Bai Cheng always felt that something was wrong, and after two streets, he still felt like there was a dark shadow behind him.

He walked hurried for a moment, then paused, and turned abruptly to meet Wen Shen's glass-clear eyes.

"Mom!" Bai Yuan took two steps back, "Young Master Wen, what are you doing, what are you doing! People are scary, scared to death, don't you know?"

Wen Shen replied calmly: "You went too quickly, I searched for a long time before I caught up with you." โ€

Bai Fall: "Is the one under your nose an ornament? โ€

Prudence: "That's indecent." โ€

......

Bai Yuan was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, "I won't go to Taiyongde, you can go back." โ€

Wen Shen shook his head, changed his words, and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Bai was stunned, and Wen Shen then asked, "Do you know Lin Zhiyao?"

When he asked this, his eyes tightened when he stared at Bai Yuan, as if he was going to force something, "You just mentioned him to Shopkeeper Chen in the restaurant." He didn't give Bai Yuan the slightest chance to shirk, and added another sentence.

Bai Yuan's eyelids jumped violently, and he turned his face away unnaturally, "I'm bragging." Immediately, he deliberately said: "I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it." โ€

Wen Shen lowered his head and said "um", "He has an eye disease, so he shouldn't come out and walk around often." โ€

I don't know if it's an illusion, he looks very lost.

The bell, who had been standing next to him, didn't notice this at all, he finally found a place where he could interject, and immediately opened his posture, gushing: "Don't look at that third young master's eyes, but you can't stop his tongue." How many people desperately want to send their own wine into the Lin Mansion for him to taste, just take a sip, guess what? But as long as he says yes, it's okay, the old and young masters in Sijiu City have to buy a dollar to taste it even if they smash the pot and sell iron. If he says something bad, it will be considered a disaster, and the winery will be closed within three days. โ€

The bell beats the elementary school to sing the number of treasures, and the habit of speaking is with frustration, and this paragraph is even more like a storytelling, which is extremely good.

Wen Shen's eyes showed a little pride, and he asked Bai Yuan: "One hundred responses, can you do this kind of thing?"

Bai Fall: "I can't. โ€

Wen Shen: "Then the names you won by gambling on wine, no one in this generation can stand out, I'm afraid it's a bit too much." โ€

I didn't put these words on my own!

Did you come here on purpose just to squeeze me?

Bai Cheng became impatient: "Third Young Master Lin does have some fame, but he relies on a prominent family background, and he clings to dignitaries. I'm going to put it aside today, if one day I can also make wine, go to the prince and grandson of the fuck, and make only the good wine that the ordinary people love to drink and can afford to drink!"

The last two words, he said with extra weight.

Wen Shen seemed to have heard something stupid, "There is a cost to wine, everyone can afford to drink it, and it must not be good wine." โ€

"Words are not speculative, more than half a sentence. Bai Cheng turned around angrily.

Wen Shen called him from behind: "You come with me, I can give you a chance to make wine." โ€

Bai Fall's feet didn't stop, and he deliberately asked: "Is there a chance that everyone can afford to drink?"

He didn't expect any answer when he asked this, and after asking, he waved his hand with his back to Wen Shen, "Not everyone can afford to drink Jiangu. โ€

That's a refusal.

"Slow," Wen Shen hurried a few steps to catch up with him, but did not persuade again, but said, "I still have something to ask you about Lin Zhiyao." โ€

When Bai Yuan heard this, he walked faster.

Wen Shen trotted to barely keep up with him, "You owe me a favor, didn't you say that you will pay it back in the future?"

Bai Fall: "Didn't you say you don't need to take it to heart?"

"How the hell did he die?" Wen Shen grabbed Bai Yuan's arm as if he hadn't heard it, "There are many rumors in the capital, I need a definite reason." โ€

"Then you're looking for the wrong person," Bai Yuan's arm had been injured before, and now it hurt from being pinched, so he replied angrily: "I said it, I don't know him......"

Halfway through his words, he noticed Wen Shen's eyes, and suddenly thought of a good way to get out.