After a busy night, all the porridge sheds have been set up. Each county in the state capital has a porridge shack in each county.

On this day, when I heard that General Yan's son came to give disaster relief and porridge, I was grateful to Dade. Some people have heard how this son is so sloppy, but I didn't expect that it still seems to be a little inconsistent with the rumors.

The young man rode a horse and went to various places with Xue'er, Jiang Chujie, Fu Yu and others to see the soup kitchen. Everywhere he went, he was overcrowded, and although the soldiers and servants he brought were desperately trying to maintain order and speed up the cooking of porridge, they still seemed small in front of the hungry people.

Seeing such a scene, the young boy was inevitably depressed, abandoned his horse and did not ride, and walked to his own house in Mingzhou Mansion. Only followed by a cheongsam and a personal companion with a vengeance, Miss Xue'er. As for Fu Yu, the young man asked him to go home to see the situation in his hometown, and by the way, to see if the bottom of the soup porridge could get real benefits this time. Jiang Jiang Chujie went to deal with the food needed for this disaster relief, and the Jiang family was a businessman in the world, and it was time to show their family's strong financial resources and transportation capabilities.

As soon as the young boy and Xue'er walked to a teahouse next to a post road, they heard a voice coming from inside. It stands to reason that now that there is such a disaster, few people can go to tea, but it is not excluded that those large families who have accumulated a lot of money or have some foundation at home and can't be dragged down for a year or two still have this leisure.

Yan Langye and the two walked in and found a secluded table to sit down.

As soon as the boss saw that two people were coming, he hurriedly ran over to greet him. In these years, everyone knows that their Mingjie Mansion is poor, and it is the norm to not be able to eat. If you want to do business, you still need out-of-town customers. And it's not bad to look at the two of them.

Xiao Er came over and said, "Two objective, what are you going to do?"

Yan Langye said: "What are they?"

The boss who heard the foreign accent was a joy, and sure enough, it was a foreigner, and now the consumption of outsiders will be higher than that of the local is a certain fact. hurriedly replied: "The guest officer should also know that the disaster situation here has been developing for a long time, and there is nothing good, but you can be regarded as here today." I'm a bit of a hard guy. ”

No matter how much the boss continues to tout his small shop with cracks on the wall, he said: "Say, as long as it's not hard goods like cold mixed volcanic stone braised granite and iron pot stewed meteorite iron, I can eat it."

The room stopped talking, and looked at the young boy who was talking a little fluently.

The boss who was almost speechless by his words immediately said: "Childe, we don't have it, but I have my daughter Hong, who has been treasured for many years, and I have never been willing to drink it, if it weren't for the fact that I have no choice now, I won't take it out."

Yan Langye asked curiously: "Aren't you a teahouse, why do you still sell wine?"

The owner of this teahouse smiled and said, "Childe doesn't know, now the market in our place is not good, so we can only increase our trading, and now we also sell wine."

In fact, how could Yan Langye not know his thoughts, it must be that this boss sees that they are outsiders who have finally appeared, and they must have plenty of money in their hands, and they can turn their money into food in cash. That would ensure that the family would survive the famine. That's why they sell alcohol in teahouses.

What the wishful thinking crackling boss didn't expect was that a group of people in the store would dismantle the table

One shouted: "Hey, Lao Cai, when did you sell the wine, I don't know, there is this good thing still hidden"

The boss who was demolished turned red and replied: "Zhou Chest Mao, can you sell wine and drink, how can you know that I haven't increased the business of buying wine if you can't afford it?"

The big man whose real name is Zhou Benxiong and himself is called Zhou Panda but was ridiculed as Zhou Panda because of a handful of chest hair on his chest is not angry because this old Cai boss said that he can't afford it, and then said: "Lao Cai, then what else do you have to buy and sell I don't know, sell your mother-in-law or not, you can sell it overnight Spring Festival, my chest hair is to smash the pot and sell iron, I have to patronize you." ”

Hearing this, Boss Cai couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to fight this bastard, and shouted: "Qingcai, bring the pig-killing knife"

After a while, I saw a relatively thin, but fairly delicate little girl with both hands laboriously lifting the kitchen knife over. came to the boss and said: "Dad, give it to you" and handed it up with both hands, but the little girl who couldn't hold it and obviously didn't hand it was high and stood on tiptoe directly, looking cute.

The boss grabbed the kitchen knife and made a gesture to chop, so Zhou's chest hair was withdrawn and there was a disturbance in the store.

The young man, who wanted to be in a depressed mood, looked at the fight, and felt a little gloomy again. Xue'er saw Childe's expression like this, and Xue'er, who had been together all the year round, naturally knew that she couldn't let them make trouble, so she said loudly: "Boss, if you want to make trouble like this, we will leave the class."

Hearing this, the boss immediately stopped, quickly returned to the young man's table, and did not forget to glare at Zhou's chest hair fiercely while giving his daughter green vegetables.

"What do you have to tell Childe?" asked Boss Cai with a smile on his face

"Then let's have a jar of wine, and a few appetizers at home are ready."

The appetizers brought from the teahouse, the dim sum for the tea is still a little, but the boss will definitely not say what the difficulty is, only said that the son waited for a while and hurried to the backyard. Don't guess, you must get out the wine that you don't know where, and then let your mother-in-law cook the dishes that can be handled at home and send them to the son in front.

The wine came after a while, my daughter was red, and there was still some moisture and mildew on the jar, which must have been hidden for a long time. Uncovering the jar, the young man stirred it with a bamboo spoon that scooped wine, and in an instant it was like permeating this leaky teahouse, and the teahouse was quiet again. People who haven't had a good meal for a long time feel when they see someone drinking. Zhou chest hair smashed it, smashed it, and stepped forward and said, "How is the son, is it delicious?"

Yan Langye scooped out a scoop of wine without saying a word, and directly put his mouth on the bamboo spoon and drank it all with his neck up, then closed his eyes, the Adam's apple rolled, and the spoonful of wine disappeared completely. After a while, the boy said the word "good". Then he looked at the young girl standing by the door, as if he knew something.

The little girl Fangling married at the age of twenty-eight, ten jars of wine under the peach blossom tree, who buried it sixteen years ago, and who sent you to another house today

The daughter is popular, and the daughter's biological father will bury an altar, and when the daughter gets married, he will take it out as a dowry. Drinking wine for maybe ten years, I'm about the same age as the little girl named Qingcai.

Retracting his gaze and looking at the man with big chest hair, Young Master Yan said, "Is the strong man greedy?"

Zhou Chest Mao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded. The rest of the tea guests are pure and want to make friends with this son. said that making friends was fake, and I wanted to taste the fragrant daughter red.

How could a young man who has always regarded money as dung be stingy with this little wine. Then he said: "The boss closes the door, and a few more jars of wine are served, and I invite these people to drink." ”

The boss answered, and turned and ran to the backyard. In a short time he brought two jars of wine.

Seeing such a generous son, everyone is happy and happy, happy is a stupid boy sake drink, it is undoubtedly not good news for everyone who has not drunk for a long time, fortunately I am lucky today, just come to this teahouse to sit.

Everyone gathered around and put the table together, and some of the people who had no seats were not annoyed, and squatted on the table with a glass of wine. The three jars of wine were soon gone, looking at everyone's eager eyes, the young man continued to speak: "Come to the three altars again" Everyone was excited

Just as he was drinking, the young man continued to ask: "What were you talking about before I came in just now, it was very lively, and I was sure to attract it."

Hearing the question of the boy who invited him to drink, of course, he couldn't hide it, but it had been a while now, and with the effect of alcohol, it would be really hard to think about it for a while.

Zhou Chest Mao closed his eyes and thought about it, and suddenly thought of it and said: "By the way, I am talking about the matter of the Yan family's son giving porridge here."

When everyone heard this, they immediately thought of it, and said gossip: "Yes, yes, that's what I said."

Yan Langye became a little interested when he heard this, and said, "Oh." What's wrong with soup kitchen"

Zhou Chestou explained: "Son, you are a foreigner, you may not know, the little son of the Yan family who has come here in the past few days is the Yan family, the general of the Yan family in the north." Come here for disaster relief, this porridge can be three meals a day, for you to eat. It's okay if we don't drink porridge, there is still something at home, but who doesn't eat free white food, how can those hungry who can't walk rob us, so we just have to eat, this teahouse is close to the soup kitchen, and we will go when we get to the meal. ”

Hearing this, the young man frowned, feeling as if he had found a problem.

And Zhou Chest Mao, who was happy to drink, didn't care whether he was anti-guest or not, and shouted, Lao Cai, and then serve the wine. I saw Lao Cai say with an embarrassed face: "There is no wine"

Zhou Chest Mao was stunned and said, "Isn't it that I pay for it, it's not easy to speak," he said and looked at the young man pleadingly

The young boy felt that it didn't matter, this little thing was not enough for him to care, but he felt that the boss was a bit of a businessman's brain when he couldn't talk and didn't drink, and then looked at the boss and said, "Boss, it's okay to drink."

I just looked at the boss and said with an embarrassed face: "It's true, it's really gone."

Look at the boss's face, and then look at the empty wine jar, the nine altars. Immediately relieved. I thought to myself, "Yes, you have to keep an altar after all, you are a businessman, and you are also a father." Say to the boss, "Then forget it"

The boss who was afraid of making this God of Wealth unhappy was relieved.

When everyone saw that there was no wine, and then that the time was almost up, they all got up and walked to the soup kitchen. And the little girl named Qingcai also wiped some dust on the ground and put it on her face, took the bowl, followed behind the group, and went to drink porridge together.

Childe stood up, ready to leave, and stood for a long time. Miss Xue'er whispered beside her, "Childe's human nature is like this, you don't have to think deeply. ”

The corners of Yan Langye's mouth hooked and said: "Of course I know, I just think today's daughter is extraordinarily delicious."

Hearing this, Xue'er nodded slightly, and without saying anything, she flicked her fingers and flicked her fingers, and a flash of yellow golden light flew towards the boss who was wary of them running away.