Chapter 81: Moon Pavilion 1
is a matchmaker, speaking openly on the surface, and her words clearly remind her of the fact that she is dressed as a man.
But he didn't mean to stop her from entering the cabinet, and he didn't guard everywhere, but he thought about her every word between his words, but he didn't know if this was true or fake.
For the sake of safety, she should go upstairs, but she is Shui Yueran, she just did the opposite.
"The matchmaker's kindness is understood, and I still decided to sit downstairs."
"Childe insisted on this, and the matchmaker could only comply. Childe, please. ”
The matchmaker saw that Shui Yueran had made up her mind, so she didn't stop it more. took the personal arrangement for Shui Yueran to sit in a remote corner.
It's very secluded, but it doesn't get in the way of watching the stage performances.
It's low-key enough, it's stealthy enough, and it's safe enough.
I couldn't help but glance at the matchmaker, what a seven-trick exquisite heart.
"Childe came a little early, and the show won't start until a while, so it's better to serve some side dishes first! How is it? ”
"Okay, let's do it, and have another pot of wine."
"What kind of wine do you need?" The matchmaker's tone was flat, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
It's already very weird for my daughter's family to come to Qinglou, and she still drinks? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a child of the rivers and lakes.
Shui Yueran tilted her head and smiled, "I want Crane Year wine." ”
When Hua Niang heard this, her mouth opened slightly, obviously surprised.
She did have the Year of the Crane wine, and she got a few jars by chance a few years ago.
The Year of the Crane wine was originally a tribute in the palace, and it was not easy to come by, so it was specially prepared to give it away.
She alone knows about the entire Moon Pavilion, how did this girl know?
can make this long-sleeved matchmaker who is good at dancing show such an expression, which immediately attracted the sideways glances of the few guests at the table.
"Childe is so sure that the matchmaker has this wine?" With a slight smile and no answering questions, things seem to have become interesting.
Shui Yueran nodded and pointed to her nose, "I smell it." ”
"No way, it doesn't smell like anything!" The matchmaker's voice was obviously raised a few degrees, showing that she didn't believe it.
The master who makes wine all the year round doesn't dare to say such a big thing, and he can smell the wine just by his nose in the willow lane, which is full of rouge gouache, and he can judge what kind of wine it is, and it is not a fairy.
Shui Yueran grinned.
She opened a bar in her previous life, and although the customers are all different, good taste is the last word. The wine wasn't made by the bartender, it was developed by her.
Who made her interested in eating and drinking?
"The matchmaker can go and take a look, I can bet that there must be a small crack in the mud seal with the jar of wine."
"Okay, Childe wait a minute." The matchmaker smiled slightly and walked away elegantly, but her slightly faster steps seemed a little impatient.
"Little brother, can you sit down?" Shui Yueran raised her eyes and saw an "ape" holding a wine jug.
Why do you say that, this uncle, his face is full of beards, only two pairs of eyes are outside, and a gray Confucian shirt looks very funny on him, like an ape stealing clothes.
"Brother, please take a seat." As soon as Shui Yueran finished speaking, she felt that her calf was kicked, and when she looked at it, Mo Yu glared at her with her eyes.
It seems that the appearance of this benevolent brother frightened Moyu.
"It seems contemptible and unpopular, so forget it." The ape uncle was very intrigued, and saw what Moyu was secretly doing.
Shui Yueran gave Mo Yu a slightly calm look, hurriedly stood up, and took the uncle's hand, "Where, Your Excellency has thought too much, sit down!"