Uncle Johnson hurriedly responded: "Yes, girl, I'll arrange it, and then leave immediately." "There happens to be a ginseng in the warehouse that is more than 100 years old, which is left over from the New Year's gift, so you don't have to go to the basement to get it. In the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is also appropriate to trouble the Lin Governor's Mansion, and it is also appropriate to give a heavy gift, and I am afraid that there will be many places that need to disturb the people of Lord Lin in the future.

Uncle Qiang left in a hurry, and Zhiruo said to Mo Forget: "Those dead are piled together, and the others who are unconscious and not in a coma, except for a few people who went to connect with Qingyuanhou, are all tied hand and foot. Since these people have a hobby of going out on Chinese New Year's Eve, let them blow the wind and bask the moon here, and wait for the people in the Yamen to come. It was the turn of the guards on duty to leave two or three to watch in the gatehouse, and the others should do what they should do, and continue to go back to eat before they were ready. "Fortunately, I eat hot pot, and I am not afraid of the cold food.

Don't forget to respond, blowing the wind and basking in the moon? Hehe, these bandits are also elegant, speaking of which, the wind tonight is really not small. However, the guards didn't have to blow the wind in the gatehouse.

Those bandits had just felt the fear and fear, but when they heard the "blowing wind", they suddenly felt the cold wind biting, and their upper and lower teeth were chattering. His mother, they didn't eat and drink in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, but they still want to drink the northwest wind here? What about the good gold, silver, jewelry, and huge dowry? What about the good New Year, good wine and good meat every day? The second head obviously said that this is a big fat meat that is easy to gnaw, how can it become a big bone with broken teeth? Not only did it knock their teeth, but it simply smashed their heads and bleed, and even killed them. It's a complete lie! Just said, it's so easy to gnaw, why are the surrounding mountains slow to do it, and it will be left to them?

At this time, Liu Xiang, the second master, was even more remorseful, once he entered the yamen today, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed. Even if he doesn't die as a bandit, the inexplicable murder case many years ago will directly make him beheaded. Ye Fang'er, Ye Fang'er, you were the one who saved my life at the beginning, and you are the one who killed me today! Anyway, he can't get over this time, but Ye Fang'er doesn't want to stay out of it, hehe. No one can escape.

The old man in the middle of the mountain has long been impatient. He strode over directly and muttered, "Okay, okay." Eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, a good day, the wind and the moon are left to these bandits to do. Little girl, hurry up and have someone prepare wine for me. One of the two I drank last time, my old cat has been blowing the wind in the trees for so long. You can't do me any wrong. "That look of nature and naturalness is staggering, even if your old man is indeed kind to Meizhuang, you don't have to be so anti-customer-oriented, right?

Fortunately, there was already a Su Kang in front of him, and the Mingze brothers, Ruchun and Rudong were obviously much faster to accept the scoundrels and gluttony of the old man in the middle of the mountain. Ruchun said: "Girl, I'll go get the bar." Ziber, last time he was ...... What kind of wine did Xia Shiqiang buy?"Old man? Not at all.

Qi Bo remembered it very well, and naturally blurted out: "Number four and number six." Xu Lin distilled and purified a total of seven kinds of good liquor bought from outside, and numbered them. Combining word of mouth, price, and his own tasting results, the results are ranked from No. 1 to No. 7, and of course, the more advanced the better. And Xu Lin himself took two small wines to start from the eighth, and the taste of the eighth was originally better than the previous ones, and now it is on a par with the first and second wines, each with its own characteristics.

Inspired by Zhiruo's occasional and seemingly casual suggestions or opinions, Xu Lin even developed new materials and new varieties by himself, so that Zhiruo had to admire the talent and hard work of some people. Today, there are a total of 12 kinds of wine in the wine cellar of Meizhuang, not including the flower wine and fruit wine that Zhiruo brews himself.

Zhiruo glanced at the old man in the middle of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Ruchun, let them take the No. 2 altar out, this one today...... The old man in the middle of the mountain really helped us a lot, since he stayed with us for Chinese New Year's Eve, it would be good to express our gratitude and respect through wine. ”

As soon as the old man heard the content and tone of Zhiruo's words, he pondered the ranking again, and decided that this No. 2 must be stronger than No. 4 and No. 6, right? Naturally, he didn't open his mouth to stop it, thinking that it was better to pretend that he didn't hear it, and if he wanted to go wrong, he would have to go back to No. 4 or No. 6 when the time came. Anyway, in order to satisfy the wine worm in his stomach, he has already fallen all over the ground today. Hehe, fortunately, he has never paid much attention to this kind of discipline.

Ever since Ming Ze and Ming Hui saw the old man in the middle of the mountain feeding poison to the mustache with such a beautiful hand that they could barely see it clearly, they had completely ignored his so-called scoundrel begging behavior. Mr. Su Kang is not also a scoundrel, but when he really became his student, he realized that compared with Mr. 's talent, that little gluttonous problem is really nothing. The eldest sister said that talented people are often a little weird, or rather, unconventional.

It seems that this old man in the middle of the mountain is the same, if he doesn't have some outstanding kung fu, or if he has a bad character, his father won't want Minghui to worship under him, right?

Mingze felt sorry for his younger brother, but Minghui himself was fine. Under the teaching and subtlety of the eldest sister, Minghui's mentality and temperament are much calmer than before. And now the two righteous brothers and Mo Forget next to their sisters and brothers are both masters, he is not in a hurry to find a master, it is a big deal to wait until a few years when he grows up and goes out to travel.

As soon as the old man approached the courtyard where the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet was held, he was flattered by the smell of the fragrance, and he felt even more hungry.

"Wow, wow, it's so fragrant, what are you eating? Wow, my old man is almost hungry. Hey, isn't this a hot pot?" the old man in the middle of the mountain walked through the aroma of the table, feeling more and more hungry. He often eats hot pot in winter, but ...... It doesn't seem to smell that good.

Zhiruo shook his head amusedly, the old man in the middle of the mountain stood there without speaking, but he looked like Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, and as soon as he opened his mouth and moved, he became an old naughty boy Zhou Botong. I really didn't expect that such two completely different temperaments could magically coincide in one person.

"We're eating hot pot," Rudong replied proudly, "It's our unique hot pot base in Meizhuang, it's naturally fragrant, and you'll take a look at the dozen or twenty kinds of sauces later, so you probably haven't seen it." Our eldest girl has already ordered that a small hot pot be brought to you alone. "Fortunately, the kitchen has boiled out a few large barrels of soup today.

The old man in the middle of the mountain wanted to say no, but he was very curious about the small hot pot, so he shut up, and secretly said that there are really a lot of rare things in this plum village, and it is worth it for him to play Lai today, hehe.

The old man in the middle of the mountain is a guest, an elder, and a master who has helped Meizhuang a lot, so he naturally wants to sit at the main table. Zhiruo had already asked people to come over first and open another table next to it, and she, her two younger sisters, and You's mother moved to that table.

Stepping into the hall, before Zhiruo could open his mouth, he heard a ghost cry behind him: "Wow, old guy Su, why are you here? No, no, didn't you go to the capital? I also confessed to my eldest apprentice. Ah, what smell, what smell, what smell, what good wine do you drink?" he shouted, and shrugged his nose and flew over.

Zhiruo's eyes widened: The old man in the middle of the mountain knows Su Kang, and he should have a good friendship with him, isn't it too coincidental?

Rudong immediately thought of a sentence that she just learned from her girl a few days ago: "Things gather by like, and people gather by groups." "Isn't it? These two old men are a glutton, a drunkard, and they are both the best among gluttonous drunkards.

I saw Su Kang stunned for a moment, slowly swallowing the food in his mouth, and then turned his head leisurely and smiled: "You immortal goblin, half-old man, why did you suddenly run to our Meizhuang?" Ah, you won't be the mountain bandit who came to rob, right? Your dog nose smells the aroma of wine, so instead of eating Chinese New Year's Eve at your half-mountain villa for the New Year, you ran to Meizhuang to rob?"

The old man in the middle of the mountain was quicker, grabbed Su Kang's wine glass and smelled it, and took another sip, with an endless aftertaste: "Good wine! Cold and sweet, plum fragrance is quiet, plum blossoms are put in this wine? I said, Old Fellow Su, you are not a thing, who am I an old man in the middle of the mountain? I am not ugly and lack money, how can I be the mountain bandit who robs the house? I just can't bear the noise of the wine worm in my stomach, and I just came to buy wine from the little girl. ”

Su Kang snatched back the wine glass and sneered: "The mountain bandits live on the mountain, and you live in the middle of the mountain, one step away, just one step away, okay? Catch the accomplice? Hey, half-old man, are you sure you are not an accomplice? Or, when you heard that people were coming to rob, you wanted to come with you to pick up a leak and rob a few jars of good wine? As a result, when you saw that those mountain bandits were not opponents, you turned around and arrested the bandits? In short, I don't think it was such a coincidence. Hey, take away your paws, this pot of plum blossom wine was specially prepared for me by Miss Yin, okay?"

"Tut-tut, you old guy is still as stingy as ever. The old man in the middle of the mountain raised a glass of plum blossom wine that he had just poured out and drank it all, "Miss Yin, but I have prepared a jar of good wine for me, and I won't give you a cup later, I will starve you to death." That's right, I still have a separate little pot, I'm mad at you!"

"Cut," Su Kang squinted at his old friend who had been making trouble since childhood, "I saw the small pot early in the morning, okay?" Miss Yin also asked someone to send one to my residence, I can use it whenever I want to eat the pot in the future." It's just that I think today's Chinese New Year's Eve banquet is lively to eat a big pot with everyone, and I don't want you to be a half-old man. (To be continued)

ps: There is a power outage in our community today, and I heard that it will be stopped for half a day tomorrow, dizzy, upload it first, and catch insects tomorrow. What you owe will definitely be made up, don't worry. R466