CHAPTER XIV

The young man was obviously frightened by Fang Zhuqing's reaction, I don't know how she could be so shocked, although Lao De is an old man in a restaurant, people will always change, let alone in front of interests.

"Miss, Lao De, Lao De, he secretly sold the wine recipe of the ginseng wine to Yunyang Restaurant, and was discovered by the eldest young master"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zhuqing shook his head, his face full of disbelief.

Lao De sold the wine recipe of ginseng? It's ridiculous, how can Lao De have a wine recipe, the so-called liquor recipe is the brewing method of the wine, ingredients, etc., this is really the most important secret of the restaurant, and the wine recipe has always been in the eldest brother's place, how can Lao De get it?

"How did Lao De have a wine recipe for ground ginseng, when did this happen?"

"I don't know about this little one, it must have been stolen from the eldest young master! Fortunately, Master Li accidentally saw him looking for someone from Yunyang Restaurant, otherwise we don't know how long we would have been deceived by him! It's just a pity, because of this incident, our three hundred jars of ground ginseng have been returned by the Fuyin Restaurant, hasn't Miss found out? Tianke hasn't brewed ground ginseng for a year?"

How could Fang Zhuqing find out that she has rarely cared about the affairs of the restaurant in the past few years.

One year, Lao De has been away for a year, no wonder he will let this Li Short Son replace Lao De, he actually found out, Fang Zhuqing sneered in his heart, this matter is too strange, the ginseng wine side was leaked, and a big business was robbed by Yunyang, the eldest brother must have been angry at that time, so he impulsively drove Lao De away, now thinking about it, it is very likely that he has wronged people.

If Lao De really wanted to make a secret deal with the people of Yunyang Restaurant, how could anyone find out, or was it this Li Dwarf? Besides, the 300 jars of ground ginseng were returned, isn't this Fuyin Restaurant a big restaurant in a neighboring town? How could he suddenly come to Tianke to buy wine? It was really strange

"Well, I know, find someone to carry this Master Li back to the room, it's really unreasonable to be drunk in the lobby. ”

Fang Zhuqing suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded at the young man, and ordered him to find someone to send Li Xiaozi to the room, and he did not avoid it, but followed the three of them all the way, and seemed to want to follow him over to have a look.

The young man didn't know what Fang Zhuqing was thinking, and scratched his head anxiously, the row of rooms behind this restaurant were all occupied by men, not to mention the mess in the house, and there was a smell all year round, what if this choked the young lady?

"Miss, are you going to go in with us?"

"Yes. ”

Walking down the corridor, a strange smell filled the air, and Fang Zhuqing's brows frowned slightly.

"I'm afraid it's not good for the eldest young master to know this,"

In the final analysis, I am still afraid of Fang Yue.

"Don't you say how the eldest brother will know, okay, hurry up and go in, Miss Ben is just curious to come and see~"

Fang Zhuqing didn't want to say more, and quickened his pace and walked to Li Xiaozi's side.

I saw that this Li dwarf was carried on the shoulders of a strong man, his eyes were closed and he was snoring, it seemed that he was really drunk, his head hung down, revealing a red silk thread on his neck, Fang Zhuqing endured the discomfort and leaned over to take a look, there was a small golden Buddha tied at one end of the thread, but it was so exquisite, I was afraid that I couldn't buy it without a few hundred taels.

If I remember correctly, the master who guards the wine cellar in Tianke is only ten taels of silver a month, where did this Li Short get the money?

With Fang Zhuqing's urging all the way, the strong man quickened the pace of his feet again, and finally came to the innermost room, it seems that this is Li Xiaozi's room.

The best blue and white porcelain, even the tables and chairs are red sandalwood, and the wine utensils on the table are also brand new, looking a little familiar, Fang Zhuqing stared at it for a while, and then remembered, isn't this the set of mountain and river wine utensils that came out last month? She also begged Fang Yue to buy her a set at that time, but was told that it was sold out, and she regretted it for a long time at that time!

How can she be richer than her! She has to beg someone to buy something she wants! This Li dwarf is definitely not normal!

Fang Zhuqing was still crying silently here, and over there, Han Jun had already talked to Uncle Quan about the drunken spring and was about to leave Tianke.

Thinking that his wine could be bought by Tianke was also an affirmation of himself, Han Jun was in a much better mood, and he was smiling when he walked on the road, and occasionally gave a smile back to the girls who threw her flattering eyes, which caused bursts of exclamations.

In a good mood, she looked up at both sides of the street, and some of the shops were still overcrowded, some were deserted, and the only thing that was the same was the lanterns hanging on the eaves.

Huanhua Festival, what a beautiful name.

It was the first time Han Jun had heard of this kind of festival, and he still had some expectations in his heart, standing under the flower tree with his beloved woman and making a wish, and then taking her into his arms, this scene, just thinking about it, made me feel happy, although she had not met that woman yet

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Fang Zhuqing, the person who always smiled stupidly and blushed in front of her, and the person who always helped her give her ideas for free and without resentment

Isn't it reborn once and even the person he likes has changed? Han Jun was secretly frightened, although Fang Zhuqing was his favorite kind of person in all aspects, but he was a man! How could she Shuhanjun like a man!

It must be her own delusion, it must be that she has helped herself so much that she will be a little tempted, Han Jun doesn't know how to explain it, so she can only tell herself like this, but the people outside the palace are indeed much better than those intrigues in the palace, thinking of Feng Xi, Han Jun sighed silently, I don't know how she is now, she is imprisoned in the Punishment Division, or is she directly executed?

No matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with me, and my current life is what I want most. Han Jun liked the small place of Duofu Town more and more in her heart, and what really made her decide to stay was the simple hearts of the townspeople.

Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye it is time to the Huanhua Festival, the road has already been hung with all kinds of lanterns, the darker the sky, the more people on the street, and when the moonlight is completely sprinkled in the night sky, the outside has been completely lively.

Han Jun sat alone in the Jun Wine Workshop, listening to the noisy cheers outside, and did not feel lonely, and the drunken spring that had agreed to provide a hundred jars to Tianke was only completed a quarter after two days, she was not in a hurry, and was about to go home early to change her clothes and go to the vicinity of the flower tree to take a look, when she saw a person rushing in hurriedly at the door, isn't this the little maid Xiaoyu beside Fang Zhuqing?

"Shopkeeper Han, you, you," Xiao Yu obviously ran all the way, holding the edge of the door with both hands, panting and unable to speak clearly.

"What's the matter? Why are you so anxious?" Could it be that something happened to Zhuqing? Han Jun was inexplicably worried.

"Shopkeeper Han will know when he reads the letter, this" Xiao Yu said while handing over the letter in his hand, and then sat directly on the ground, Miss can really toss people, across a street, she can still walk on this leg tomorrow?!

"Well, there is Miss Lao Xiaoyu. Han Jun nodded, knowing that this was written by Fang Zhuqing to himself, so he opened the letter in the dim light of the store, only to see eight neat and beautiful small characters written on it: West Street Flowers and Trees, not seen or scattered.

This is

Is it really what he thinks? Han Jun's face was a little stern, and he looked at the letter paper in his hand and was slightly distracted, until Xiao Yu urged him to come back to his senses.

It's better to make things clear.

Thinking about how to refuse to minimize the damage of the other party's Zhuqing, Han Jun followed Xiaoyu all the way to West Street without a word, at this moment the vicinity of the flower tree was already crowded with people, especially many girls, Han Jun's eyes swept through the crowd several times and still didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he had to ask Xiaoyu on the side for help,

"Shopkeeper Han, Miss is here,"

Following Xiaoyu's finger to look ahead, Han Jun didn't have time to think about what she meant by "Miss", when he saw a delicate little girl walking towards this side.

A pair of eyes fell on Han Jun like the autumn pupils of Jianshui, his eyes turned slightly, his face was shy and timid, although he was only twenty-eight years old, he was already a glamorous little beauty.

"Han Gongzi,"

It seemed that she had expected Han Jun to react like this, Fang Zhuqing smiled at her, such a bright and bright smile shook Han Jun's eyes again, and she couldn't say a word.

"Zhuqing," Han Jun was stunned for a long time before he reacted, all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, and he still asked in disbelief, "Are you a woman?"