Chapter 167: Wine, Beauty

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Fortunately, the guest who came from the large area of Hexi Chunguang in the south of the Daimyo's mansion and also from the small shadow in the south of the city has not yet appeared, so Aunt Mei still has time to enjoy a tempting aroma, such a smell of fireworks is always obsessive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if you become a cultivator, you are still greedy for the aroma of this food.

As a majestic city in the northwest of Dayin, the Daimyo's Mansion has many people, and the places where many people have lived are naturally indispensable to some top chefs, such as the master from a small restaurant opened by a family surnamed Zhao in the south of the Daimyo's Mansion.

With top-notch chefs, there's naturally top-notch cuisine.

Lao Zhao is not a cook, nor is he a qualified father, but he is a shrewd businessman, like many businessmen in Dayin, shrewd and a little cunning.

That's why his Zhao family restaurant is so prosperous, so his son will come to the general's mansion to do things.

Savvy businessman: Sometimes, some seemingly unsavvy businesses are actually really shrewd businesses.

Lao Zhao gave birth to the appearance that a restaurant owner should have, with a fat body, a simple smile, and a shy look.

Such a look is not the appearance of a shrewd person, but the appearance of a shrewd businessman.

A truly shrewd businessman will have an honest appearance.

So the shrewd Lao Zhao has really earned a lot of money in recent years, and these years are the years when the general came.

Lao Zhao walked out of the center of the fireworks, he had just taught the master invited by his own restaurant, and he had just taught his son a lesson.

But when he saw the little flower on the edge of the fireworks, he immediately came over.

He was a businessman, but not a womanizer.

He walked to the little flower so urgently, not for lust, but because the man was his biggest customer.

"Aunt Mei......" Like the people in the Daimyo's Mansion and the General's Mansion, he called Aunt Mei Aunt Mei.

He arched his hands and bowed his head, like a subordinate.

Aunt Mei looked at him with a smile and did not call his name.

Just looked at his bulging appearance and smiled.

"I didn't expect Boss Zhao to have time to come here today. ”

It's not sarcasm, but it's ironic, well-intentioned.

Lao Zhao's head was lowered, and in front of Aunt Mei, he was not even as relaxed as his uncompetitive son.

"Yes, yes, I heard that there are guests from the general's house, and this dinner has called my master, of course, I have to come and have a look, so I can feel at ease. ”

Lao Zhao said very sincerely, because this is also his sincere words, but he still has some careful thoughts about wanting to see his son.

I don't know if Aunt Mei didn't see his careful thoughts, but she still supported the little flower with a smile.

The rain has stopped, and it has long since stopped.

But Aunt Mei's umbrella hasn't been put away yet, and she seems to like her little umbrella like a small flower very much, and she is reluctant to put it away.

It may also be because the weather is so gloomy, it always feels like there will be a heavy rain every now and then, and the dark clouds in the sky will never disperse.

Just like the gloomy clouds on Lao Zhao's face, they always can't be dispersed.

Lao Zhao's sorrow is not Aunt Mei's sorrow, but Lao Zhao's sorrow has something to do with Aunt Mei's sorrow.

Why is this aunt a little worried today?

I don't know how this old Zhao saw the sorrow from Aunt Mei's smiling face.

Lao Zhao lowered his head, did not raise his head, and did not dare to raise his head.

For a while, I could hear someone shouting in a thick voice not far away reading Lao Zhao's name.

"How's this dinner going?"

Aunt Mei was still laughing, and the girlish voice sounded again, after all, the atmosphere did not give birth to inexplicable sorrow.

Lao Zhao finally raised his head, and his honest face was full of smiles.

"It's ready, according to the instructions of the general, a table has been prepared in the inner hall, and a few tables have been prepared in the outer hall for those adults in the Daimyo's Mansion. ”

This was indeed the general's order, and it was precisely because of this order that was somewhat different from the past that Lao Zhao guessed that there was really a distinguished guest coming today.

It's just where that guest came from and why he came to this northwestern city.

These old Zhao don't know, and it's not something he should know.

It just so happens that these things happen to be Aunt Mei's worries, so the shrewd businessman Lao Zhao will never understand Aunt Mei's worries.

Those things are what Aunt Mei, a maid who is not an ordinary maid, and a general who is not like a general, should be worried.

Lao Zhao doesn't understand, and he doesn't need to understand, but Aunt Mei can arrange for Lao Zhao to do something he should know and should do.

It's about the banquet.

Aunt Mei continued to ask in a voice like a little girl.

"Is the wine ready for the banquet?"

When it comes to wine, Lao Zhao is particularly proud.

Wine is naturally indispensable for wine banquets, and good wine is naturally indispensable for old restaurants that have been passed down from generation to generation.

"I'm ready, I've been ready for a long time, I asked someone to send it to the house early this morning, whether it's the wine hidden in the cellar in the store, or the wine hidden by my old man, all of them have been taken out today, and the osmanthus brew that the general can explain last year has also been taken out, and it has also been carefully covered with a veil, in order not to let the smell of wine go out. Now it is placed on the wine table in the inner hall, and it can be drunk as long as the general and the guests in the palace come. ”

Lao Zhao said quickly and urgently. Only those who are truly happy will speak quickly and quickly.

It's just that Aunt Mei didn't know why, after listening to this passage, the sorrow that had been hidden in the air around her before stained her brows, and her frowning brows expressed her displeasure.

Lao Zhao soon saw the displeasure on his brows, but he still didn't know why this aunt was displeased, but he thought that the previous words were full of words about wine, and he thought that it was because he only remembered the mention of wine, but he forgot that the aunt in front of him was the master of not drinking at all.

Lao Zhao, who thought he had guessed the reason, hurriedly remedied.

"The dishes at the banquet are also ready, and they are ready to be served, as long as the general comes to eat, the green lobster prepared by the master from Lin'an Bao'er Building in my family is a famous product that even those officials in Kyoto like. ”

Aunt Mei listened to Lao Zhao's slightly anxious words, put away her sorrow again, and said with a smile.

"These, you tell the master to go, he will come later, and put away the wine in the inner hall, don't let the master see it, otherwise he will have to make people see the joke today." ”

Aunt Mei's smiling flower branches trembled, and the small flower also swayed gently in the rain, and the aroma of the dishes not far away became more and more attractive.

It's just that at this time, a scolding came from behind Aunt Mei.

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