Chapter 168: The Wine in the Daimyo's Mansion, the People from the South

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No one in the Daimyo City dared to scold Aunt Mei, and the people here even included the general, either reluctant or really daring, in short, no one had ever seen the general scolding his maid. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, the general is not a grumpy general, and he will not scold others casually.

It is even said that according to the words of those regulars in the General's Mansion, when those generals were drunk and drilled into the table, it was the maid's beautiful aunt who scolded the general.

It can be seen from this that the status of this "maid" in the General's Mansion.

But even such a "maid" with status was reprimanded at this time, who was that person?

Yes, it can only be a general who is still awake, and it can only be a general who is anxious that the things in the cup are deducted by Aunt Mei.

"Who said you had to hide the wine?"

Who is Aunt Mei, who in the general's mouth turned around and looked at the general who came from the door with a smile.

He didn't say anything, just stared at the angry and blushing general with his beautiful eyes containing a jar of autumn water.

Just because you don't say anything doesn't mean you really don't say anything.

It's just that everything that needs to be said has already been said with the eyes.

The general understood the autumn water in the beautiful eyes, and the coldness hidden under the autumn water.

But I don't know if it's because the wine is so bold that it makes people brave, even the wine that hasn't come to drink in a hurry has strengthened the general's courage once, and he still looks indignant, but his eyes drifted over Aunt Mei.

fell directly on Lao Zhao behind Aunt Mei, as if he was the one who said the same thing as hiding the wine before.

Of course Lao Zhao is not, and of course the general knows that Lao Zhao is not, but he can only regard Lao Zhao as yes now, as for the reason......

Lao Zhao secretly complained in his heart, but at the same time, he also had a ridiculous feeling.

The general, who had never seen a wife and concubine, was actually very afraid of a little maid beside him.

Needless to say, the tavern must have had some more interesting conversation in the next few days.

Lao Zhao didn't have time to think about how to tell the embarrassment of such a general to those old customers and new friends in his restaurant, because he was still facing a more headache for him.

An angry general, and a smiling aunt.

Just thinking about it in his heart for a moment, Lao Zhao knew which was more important and which was easier to deal with.

Those who are managed are easier to deal with.

While Lao Zhao was still thinking for a moment, the general had already walked in front of Lao Zhao, of course he only dared to stand in front of Lao Zhao, as for Aunt Mei, he was not in charge.

"Did you say that, Lao Zhao?"

The general looked angry and blushed, but he already had a pleasant face, so even if he blushed, he didn't feel terrible.

Of course, this is not the right thing for anyone.

For example, it is not suitable to put it on the smiling Aunt Meiying, let alone blushing angrily, just now Aunt Mei is standing there holding a small flower umbrella and smiling makes Lao Zhao feel cold from nowhere.

Fortunately, the general's burly body blocked Aunt Meiying's smile, but how could Lao Zhao vaguely feel that the general seemed to have a layer of cold sweat?

But those have nothing to do with him, he just needs to face the general in front of him seriously.

Although Lao Zhao still had a bitter face, he was relieved in his heart.

"Master, there is still some wine in this, but you have ...... amount of wine."

Lao Zhao couldn't say anything, as if he didn't want to tell through the general's anxious amount of alcohol, but the general clearly heard the banter hidden in Lao Zhao's words that was not very deep.

The general blushed again, this time because of shame, so the flush only flashed across his face.

"Ahem, cough, is General Ben the kind of person who doesn't have good wine, besides, today there are distinguished guests, how can the distinguished guests from the capital Lin'an secretly hide the wine, isn't this a joke? Is that still the old reputation of your old Zhao family who has opened a restaurant for several generations?"

The general is serious, the general is righteous and awe-inspiring, and the general's face is full of divine light.

But this kind of performance did not deceive anyone present, and even when Lao Zhao's own restaurant was compared with the legendary Bao'er Building by the general, Lao Zhao himself could only smile bitterly.

"How dare you compare it with those treasures in Bao'er Building, it's just some game, but it's just some home-brewed. Lao Zhao said repeatedly, for fear of a second at night.

"Why can't you compare it with other people's Bao'er Building, people's Bao'er Building is only a hundred years old, your old Zhao family's restaurant has been about the same age as this city for generations, so why bother to be presumptuous. Besides, the Bao'er Building is mainly made of those children's favorite desserts, and as for the wine, hum. ”

The general looked disdainful, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be pretending.

The pretended look never lasted long, so the disdain was quickly replaced by another flattering look.

"And, take 10,000 steps back, as the so-called home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, the guests from the south may be used to drinking the wine in the Bao'er Building, and they also want to change their taste, try to drink our local brew here, besides, your osmanthus brew is really ......."

The general looked intoxicated, regardless of his identity as a general and his shelf, grabbed Lao Zhao's arm with one hand, and was about to walk towards the outer hall.

Lao Zhao is also a person who understands, so he naturally knows that the alcoholic general is starting to be unable to suppress the wine worm in his stomach again, and wants to have a drink or two, but he knows that he really wants to have a guest today. But he didn't know what to do, so he had to set his eyes on Aunt Mei who was still smiling.

Then, Aunt Mei's voice like a little girl came from under the umbrella.

"Master, the guest who came to Lin'an ......"

Aunt Mei's voice was very gentle, but there was an indescribable coldness in the ears of the two big men.

Is it starting to rain again?

The rain kept the general's footsteps, but it didn't make the general turn back.

"That guest, Aunt Mei, go and greet him, and when he comes, send him to the inner hall, and I will be waiting for him there. ”

The general didn't say anything about whether he drank or not, he pretended not to hear the meaning of Aunt Mei's words, and then dragged Lao Zhao away.

"Besides, people may not come today......

Aunt Mei heard the last words left by the general in the rain, chewed it carefully, and looked at the general's figure melted into the light with a smiling face.

Soon, Aunt Mei turned around and walked towards the gate with the umbrella like a flower.

Maybe the guest from the south will love the local brew, maybe not.

Maybe the guest from Lin'an will really come tonight, maybe not.

Aunt Mei looked at the sky, the sky was getting darker and darker, and now it seemed that she might not really come again.

When did the ink clouds in the sky float to Aunt Mei's eyebrows again?

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Good luck to you.