Chapter 169: Initial Intention

When the two staggered, Xia Zhi lowered his head and didn't look at each other's expressions at all, and when he took two more steps, he didn't even have the afterglow.

Chen Huan suddenly spoke, the volume was not loud but enough to be heard, and Xia Zhi's steps hesitated.

Tao Qianqian got up at this time to say goodbye.

When Chen Huan heard this, he immediately went to Tao Qianqian's side.

Xia Zhi quickened his pace, not wanting to listen to any of the next words of the two, and the whirring wind brought by walking was just enough to cover up all these distractions.

The carriage at the main gate of the Chen family was still waiting, and Xia Zhi walked straight over. There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and Xia Zhi hesitated but turned around, but what he saw was Lu Lan, who was running out of breath. After smiling self-deprecatingly, he asked,

Lu Lan held her stomach with one hand and panted, and said intermittently,

Xia Zhi wanted to hear this, but he just asked the person who said it was wrong. But there are still people who are thinking about her, and I feel a little relieved.

There was a little star-like expectation in Lu Lan's eyes.

Xia Zhi replied without even thinking about it, it turned out that he still had this belief in his heart.

Lu Lan looked like she was swearing, which made Xia Zhi a little suspicious of when the two of them had such a master-servant relationship. But of course, he couldn't say this explicitly, so he patted Lu Lan on the shoulder, and then boarded the carriage and headed for the Chen family's brewing workshop.

Somewhat predictably, the brewing workshop has become lively instead of its usual desertion, and there is even a long queue at the door. However, it was not the richly dressed bosses and wealthy businessmen, but the young and strong men dressed in simple clothes lined up in a long line. Did someone come out of the door, some with happy and brisk steps, and some with dejected faces and heavy steps, and left separately.

The little guy at the gate recognized the summer solstice, and waved at her from afar.

This level of enthusiasm made Xia Zhi suspect that this winemaking workshop was her warm home, and approached and asked,

The little guy patted the recruitment revelation standing at the door,

Xia Zhi nodded and said that he was clear, feeling that this workshop was finally on the right track. At best, it was just a school for Chen Huan to learn and connect with winemaking.

When I entered the door, I really saw that the old employees of the brewing workshop were interviewing newcomers in order, and the qualified ones were given a license plate to report on the designated day, and the unqualified ones could only let him go to another high, which looked orderly. Walking to the old nest utility room, I unexpectedly saw the old man Zhang who was drinking wine without leaving his hand.

On the summer solstice, he sat down and poured wine in one go.

Old man Zhang raised his eyes to look at her,

Xia Zhi looked at the wine in the cup and realized that this was not the Poria dew she was looking for.

Old man Zhang's chin gestured to the big wine jar in the corner,

Xia Zhi walked over and shook the wine jar, and there was still a small half weight left, so he brought two empty wine bottles over and poured wine.

Old man Zhang drank a cup of Poria dew and smashed his mouth with satisfaction.

Xia Solstice reacted when he heard it,

Old man Zhang rubbed his nose,

Xia Zhi loaded the wine but was not in a hurry to leave, continued to sit down to drink and eat, originally thought that he would have a lunch at Chen's house, but after brewing for a long time, he ran out hungry, and it was not as kind as this winemaking workshop.

Xia Zhi was angry when he remembered that he put the credit on Tao Qianqian's head indiscriminately.

Old man Zhang's meaningful eyes seemed to see through the causes and consequences of Xia Zhi's silent temper, and said,

Summer Solstice chewed the peanuts resentfully,

Old man Zhang sneered, full of disdain,

Summer solstice interrupted inquiry.

Old man Zhang solemnly reaffirmed his belief,

Xia Zhi was speechless, how did Old Man Zhang degenerate like this, he had always been proud of the famous wine he had brewed, but after all, he still succumbed to the vulgar and helpless reality.

Old man Zhang didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he wanted to take the Tao family's pottery wine as an example. “