Chapter 247 Thorough Words, Weakness of Heart and Shortness of Breath Plus More, White Poppy _ Two Chocolates~

Ai Qiaoqiao took Ai Mingshan and Ai Daquan back to the old house.

And introduce the immortal drunk Jiao Niang to Ai Mingshan.

The old man was surprised when he heard that the woman in front of him was actually the proprietress of the fairy drunk.

Looking at the contract handed over by Ai Qiaoqiao in his hand, the old man's eyes couldn't help but be hot.

His granddaughter is really a good person, and she has the ability to not lose to men.

Even without her father's protection, without his great help as a grandfather, and without a copper plate from the family, she still did the business.

"Master, how is it, do you see clearly?" Ai Qiaoqiao pretended to be humble and came to Ai Mingshan.

Lao Yezi nodded, "No problem, you can sign it." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao signed the contract with Jiao Niang.

Jiao Niang originally wanted to leave, but Ai Qiaoqiao left them to eat.

"The meat of the newly killed pig is fragrant." Ai Qiaoqiao said to Jiao Niang, "Besides, it's rare for my father to be here, I'll ask Brother Ye to order wine." ”

Hearing this, Jiao Niang sat back down.

Ai Qiaoqiao ran outside to whisper a few words to Tingfeng.

Listening to the wind, she went to the East House, "Miss Qiaoqiao wants two pots of wine to entertain guests." ”

Ye Liyan was holding a small scale in one hand, weighing a few flavors of medicine on the table, and he didn't raise his head when he heard this, "Aren't there two jars of wine sent by Ruo Huaixi in the kitchen?" ”

"Miss Qiaoqiao wants spirits, which is the kind that Childe uses to mix medicines."

Only then did Ye Liyu raise his head.

His right wrist had been on topical medicine lately, and the liquor was used for medicinal purposes.

"What kind of guests?" The night is gone.

"Old man Ai and Jiao Niang."

Ye Liyan thought for a while, and suddenly chuckled: "Since she wants to, I'll fill her with two pots." ”

After listening to the wind and pretending to be drunk, he went out, but he didn't have the heart to weigh the medicine again, but stood up and came to the window and looked out of the window quietly.

Ai Qiaoqiao took the wine brought by Tingfeng and poured wine for Jiao Niang and Ai Mingshan.

"My grandfather used to be a chef, but unfortunately I was a junior, so I didn't have the pleasure of tasting my grandfather's cooking." Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and complimented Ai Mingshan.

The old man took a sip of wine and gasped, "Good wine." ”

Jiao Niang also took a sip, raised her eyebrows, it was really a good wine, but ...... It's so strong.

Leaving her here to eat, and serving such a strong wine, what does this girl want to do?

Jiao Niang's eyes couldn't help but have some thought.

Ai Qiaoqiao didn't seem to notice Jiao Niang's inquiring eyes at all, served them enthusiastically, and talked about her business from time to time.

"In the future, all the sausages I buy in the shop will be lit up with my father's signboard, and I want outsiders to know that the recipe for this sausage was developed by my father." Ai Qiaoqiao said proudly.

Ai Mingshan's eyes were slightly red, and he drank another glass of wine, and said with emotion: "Your master's vision is not as good as yours, and he didn't see your father's talent, otherwise I wouldn't have let that stinky boy run away with your mother." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao giggled, "Fortunately, my father ran away, otherwise where would I have come from?" ”

Ai Mingshan also laughed with her, but the smile was more bitter.

Jiao Niang pinched the wine glass in her hand, staring intently at Ai Qiaoqiao and Ai Mingshan, with a trace of doubt between her eyebrows.

"Actually, I don't know Sister Jiao Niang this time." Ai Qiao suddenly turned her head and smiled toothily at Jiao Niang.

Jiao Niang was stunned, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and gradually, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

"What I'm saying is, if I hadn't been deceived this time and had some misunderstanding with Qiaoqiao, we wouldn't be sitting here together now."

Hearing this, Ai Mingshan raised his head in surprise, "Who dares to deceive even the immortal drunk proprietress?" ”

Jiao Niang sneered, "No matter who he is, I won't give up on this matter anyway, since he can cheat me out of my money, I can let him eat as much as he wants to spit it out for me." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao and Jiao Niang glanced at each other, and they both saw calculations in each other's eyes.

That's right, this time, they're going to work together to calculate the person who lied to them.

Jiao Niang didn't plan to come to Ai Yonggui to settle accounts today, she was eager to make the sausage business bigger, and she was not afraid that Ai Yonggui would run away.

Now Ai Qiaoqiao invited her father and sent them all under Jiao Niang's nose, and Jiao Niang didn't mind taking advantage of the situation to help Qiao Qiao add fire.

"Speaking of which, the person who deceived me still has the same surname as your family, and I don't know if it's your family." Jiao Niang frowned slightly.

Ai Mingshan's hand holding the wine glass stiffened.

The old man's mouth moved, and he finally didn't have the courage to ask the other party who the liar with the same surname as them was.

He turned his head to look at Ai Qiaoqiao.

Ai Qiaoqiao sat quietly, sweeping away the fast words before.

"I really didn't expect that someone would dare to be cheeky and take the recipe developed by others to sell it everywhere, but I paid him three hundred taels of silver to buy the recipe......" Jiao Niang said her "encounter" to herself, and the two immortal drunk shopkeepers on the side also seemed to sense something and echoed.

"It turned out that we were drunk with immortals, and our proprietress originally wanted to report to the official immediately, but the business has been too busy recently, so I want to wait for the New Year to go to the yamen."

Ai Mingshan listened to the indignation of those people, but his heart sank deeper and deeper, and even the wine he drank was burning hotly, as if he wanted to burn through his heart.

"Qiaoqiao, do you know what they say...... Who is the man who cheated on someone else's recipe? Finally, taking advantage of the other party's inattention, Ai Mingshan asked Ai Qiaoqiao in private.

Ai Qiaoqiao blinked innocently, "Master, why do you ask me about this, it's a matter of immortal drunkenness, and I don't want to inquire." ”

"And what about them...... Didn't you say who was the liar? ”

Ai Qiaoqiao shook her head, "I only heard Jiao Niang say that the person has the same surname as me, so at first I misunderstood that I was in the same group as that person, but that person is really hateful, he stole my father's recipe to cheat, and he is not afraid of thunder and thunder!" ”

"How do you know your father's recipe was stolen by that man?" Ai Mingshan was surprised.

"My father's recipe was stained with his blood before he was killed, and there were blood stains on the recipes that Jiao Niang bought, and I still have half a page of the remaining recipe in my hand, which my father desperately held in his hand before he died, as long as you know the handwriting and paper of a pair of both."

Ai Mingshan shuddered for a moment, and at the same time looked up at the sky, for some reason, he had a feeling of weakness in his heart.

It's as if he was the one who deceives.

The old man was restless.

After drinking two more glasses of wine, Jiao Niang got up and took her leave.

Ai Qiaoqiao personally sent Jiao Niang to the gate, and when she came back, she saw Ai Mingshan walking out in a panic with a cane and Ai Daquan.

"Master, where are you going?" Ai Qiaoqiao stepped forward and asked.

"Go back."

"The food hasn't been eaten yet, don't rush back." Ai Qiaoqiao persuaded, "There are still new dishes stewed in the kitchen pot, I'll serve some to Ye in a while." ”

"No, I'll go back...... I've drunk a little too much, and I want to go back now......" Ai Mingshan stumbled out as if something was chasing him behind him.

Even Ai Daquan had to speed up the pace to keep up.