Chapter Eighty-Three: Selling Wine

Fu to the restaurant.

Hu Meng stood in front of its door again, looking at its signboard fixedly, he raced against death yesterday, just to be able to talk to Li Chao a few more words, today he is standing in front of it in a well-dressed manner, you are traveling, there is a lot of time.

Who would have thought that in one day, the situation would be so different.

He took a few steps forward, crossed the threshold of Fuzhi Restaurant, walked in, looked around, and soon found the big shopkeeper of Fuzhi Restaurant who was fiddling with the abacus, "Big shopkeeper, long time no see." ”

The big shopkeeper raised his head and glanced at Hu Meng, with a smile on his face, "Yes, long time no see." ”

But, have we seen it?

The big shopkeeper racked his brains, trying to find the face in front of him and see what his name was, but he couldn't find it, and he couldn't find such a face in his memory, but behind him, the guy in the restaurant, looked at Hu Meng with a big mouth, and pointed at Hu Meng with his finger, "You ......." ”

The big shopkeeper didn't know Hu Meng, he did, because he helped Hu Meng change his clothes, and the reason why he remembered it deeply was that he helped the 'beggar' change his clothes.

But it was precisely because of this that he was surprised.

Yesterday I was a beggar, today I am well-dressed, this is becoming too fast!

"Long time no see, young man." Hu Meng laughed, "We meet again." ”

The big shopkeeper glanced at Hu Meng, then at the guy, and frowned, "You know?" ”

"He's the beggar from yesterday." The guy said in one breath, "He is the beggar from yesterday, the one who asked me to change his clothes by Li Gongzi, but I didn't expect him to come again today." ”

The shopkeeper's brows furrowed, "This guest officer, what are you doing in our store?" ”

Dine? Does he have money?

What about the son-in-law of the county order family? It doesn't mean that you are rich, the county magistrate's family has a lot of dog legs, and there are a lot of domestic servants, except for the manager who can occasionally come to eat once or twice, I don't see any servant who can afford to eat here.

Hu Meng sat opposite the shopkeeper and said to the guy in the restaurant, "Bring me Huxi Lake Longjing." ”

The guy didn't move.

The guys all have a little eyesight, don't look at Hu Meng dressed well, but yesterday he was still a beggar, West Lake Longjing, can he afford to eat? Don't turn into a bully meal when the time comes.

"Why don't you move? Am I not a guest? ”

The guy glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "We don't have West Lake Longjing in our restaurant." ”

"Then a pot of Biluochun!"

The guy still hasn't moved, and Biluochun is also expensive, "We don't have Biluochun in the restaurant." ”

"Give me a regular pot of tea."

Dude moved, ordinary tea is not expensive.

But after a while, the tea came up, Hu Meng took a sip of the tea, left a fragrance between his teeth, and smiled, "I'm not here to eat." ”

"I'm not going to pay for this tea either."

"You ......." The guy was sweating profusely and regretted bringing the tea.

"But I'll give you a fortune." Hu Meng took out the wine he was carrying with him with a smile, he opened the sealed wine lid, and the thick aroma of the wine immediately volatilized, "This is 'three bowls of no post', our wine." ”

"It smells so good."

The guy at the restaurant moved his nose, a little intoxicated, "I just don't know how it tastes." ”

Hu Meng smiled and said, "You can taste it." ”

When the restaurant guy heard that he could taste it, he immediately became happy, and he carefully took the bowl and poured the wine from the small wine bottle.

The wine is very similar to amber, but it is more transparent than amber, close to colorless, it drips out, and a strong aroma of wine immediately spreads, the restaurant guy lowered his head, carefully stretched out his tongue and licked it in the bowl, a spicy taste began to spread in the mouth, fell into the stomach, became hot, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Good wine." ”

The shopkeeper's face darkened all of a sudden, he glanced at the guy in the restaurant, and said lightly: "You're drunk, go back!" ”

"I'm not drunk." The guy said excitedly: "This wine is really good, very strong, but I just tasted it, and it is impossible to get drunk." ”

The shopkeeper's face darkened, and he was angry with the man, "I said you were drunk." ”

Saying that the wine is good in front of the seller who sells the wine makes him negotiate the price when he is ready to buy the wine?

"Or do you think it's useless for me to talk as a shopkeeper?"

If so, he will let the owner open this guy later, and when he is not old enough to do it, this guy will peep into his position, and his heart can be punished.

"Nope." The guy in the restaurant was so frightened that he hurriedly walked back.

The shopkeeper watched the young man leave, then sat opposite Hu Meng and laughed, "I haven't asked the daimyo yet." ”

"Hu Meng."

"Good name," the shopkeeper cheered loudly, "Little Brother Hu Meng, we have collected your 'three bowls of posts' in the restaurant, how much do you collect, and how much does a jar of wine always cost?" ”

Hu Meng looked at the shopkeeper with a smile, "You take it all?" ”

"Take it all." The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, "It's difficult to make wine, it's very difficult to sell wine, but I appreciate Hu Meng's little brother's wine, so I wrapped it up, so that Hu Meng's little brother doesn't have to worry about sales, and he just needs to make wine with peace of mind in the future." ”

"Thank you very much for the great kindness of the shopkeeper, I won't bother the shopkeeper, I'll leave now." Hu Meng picked up the wine, turned around and left.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up and grabbed Hu Meng, "Don't bother, don't bother." ”

Hu Meng looked at him and shook his head again and again, "No, I'm still tired, tired." ”

"No, don't bother, don't bother." The shopkeeper's hand grabbed Hu Meng tighter, and the strength to hold it was greater.

"Tired, tired."

"He who is not tired, who is not tired."

"Then don't talk nonsense." Hu Meng flicked his sleeves, "Always money, do you think my wine is the wine of the bad street?" Always want to buy money? ”

"Wrap up my wine, do you think my wine will be afraid that it won't be sold? Need you to wrap the round? ”

"Good wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and my 'three bowls are not enough' is good wine."

"If you want to buy, you can, buy it with money, buy it with real gold and silver, don't want to play tricks, my Hu Meng is not a new stunned young man, I will be fooled by you."