Xu Yang's words are not false, others can not give it, Xie Baoshan's wine, he really can't not give it.

Two jars of wine, he had already prepared.

It's just that Xie Baoshan often went out during this time, and as soon as he came back, he directly arrested Xu Yang in the martial arts training ground and practiced to the death.

Xu Yang, who was made to death, how could he still remember that he wanted to give wine to this old boy?

Xie Baoshan immediately smiled and said, "Then hurry up and send the wine to my house, two jars, you can't miss it." ”

He didn't care if Xu Yang really wanted to give him wine.

As long as the wine is in his hands, even if it is hypocritical, he will admit it.

When encountering such an unreliable elder, Xu Yang could only grit his teeth and nod his head in recognition.

It's a pity that Xie Baoshan's words were like a smoking fuse, instantly igniting the greed of the few people next to him.

The next moment, I saw Xu Shuqing, who was kind to everyone on weekdays, and frowned seriously: "Xu Yang, right, you kid has been doing a little incompetent recently, you are a kitchen manager, you don't manage your kitchen well, but you always run to the martial arts training ground, and if it goes on like this, I have to consider the position of kitchen manager, whether it is time to change people." ”

Hearing this, Xu Yang immediately smiled bitterly.

This old boy is not a good person.

Don't you just want to drink, and you have to find such a lame excuse?

If everyone is like me, going to the martial arts training field every day to practice hard, you, who are the heads, can't laugh off your big teeth?

"Master, I have already prepared the two jars of wine for you, and I will move them over for you when you see when you are free. Xu Yang pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a forced smile.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

People are the big heads of Canglongmen, looking for you to ask for two jars of wine, that is to look up to you, do you really dare not give it?

Xu Shuqing suddenly laughed and said: "Haha, I just remembered that we advocate hard work, Xu Yang, you have to continue to pick up the burden of this kitchen manager." ”

Xu Yang rolled his eyes on the spot.

You old boy, can this explanation be a little harder?

It's obviously using the identity of the head of the house to oppress people, but I'm embarrassed to say it so high-sounding, it's really fucking shameless.

Of course, Xu Shuqing is far more than the one who is not ashamed.

Who can't be tempted by such a good wine?

No, Xu Shuqing's voice just fell, and Wu Youwei, the old guy, suddenly frowned.

"Boy surnamed Xu, some time ago our family Shixun was beaten by you, right? Yesterday he said that the place where he was beaten by you was uncomfortable, I looked for Lang Zhong to show him, and said that the old injury had recurred, and he needed to use two jars of good wine to soak some precious Chinese medicine to heal, do you mean it?"

Xu Yang was suddenly overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

Damn, this is Chiguoguo's blackmail.

The old injury has recurred, why don't you just say that he has a cerebral hemorrhage?

You must know that when he came to the Zhao family's yard in the morning, Wu Shixun's kid saw him, but he slipped faster than a rabbit.

Of course, he is the great elder of Canglongmen, and he said that his son's old injury had recurred, who would dare to really verify it?

So Xu Yang could only make a bitter face and said pitifully: "Elder Wu, the landlord's family has no surplus grain, you see, this two altars, that two jars, the little wine I brewed, there is not much left." ”

Wu Youwei was not greedy, he immediately changed his words and said: "Then give a jar, don't say that you don't even have a jar of wine, if you dare to say that, I will turn against you." ”

This shameless old guy even said the word "turn his face", what else could Xu Yang do?

This jar of wine should be ruined and calamity.

Seeing Xu Yang nodding reluctantly, Wu Youwei laughed on the spot.

"Haha, Xu Yang, it's okay, when I heal the old injury of that stinky boy at home, as long as he dares to do anything unreliable to you, you can beat him casually. ”

Xie Baoshan is Xu Yang's introducer, and Xu Shuqing, the head, also gave the other party a position as a kitchen manager.

He, an old fellow who has nothing to do with other people, relies on nonsense to fool people, and he is already very content to get a jar of good wine.

Listening to such unreliable nonsense, what else could Xu Yang do except smile bitterly?

Will this old guy happily ask him for a few jars of wine to make Chinese medicine?

Well, that's hard to say.

But that's not all.

Wu Youwei, the shameless old guy, had just knocked away a jar of wine from Xu Yang's hand, and the eighty-year-old old man Zhao also joked: "Xu Yang, it stands to reason that my old man shouldn't open this mouth, but even if this wine is brewed by our family like a girl and you, if you don't give me the old man's meaning, isn't it a little uninteresting?"

Hearing this, Xu Yang's face suddenly became more bitter than a bitter gourd.

You know that you shouldn't open this mouth, your old man is embarrassed to open his mouth?

If I don't give you a meaning, will you, an old man, have to turn against me?

Xu Yang turned his head and saw that the other people present also looked eager to try.

Come on, if there is no heavy bleeding today, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of the gate of the Zhao family's courtyard.

So Xu Yang simply gave a generous look, in addition to promising two altars to Old Man Zhao, the other six people at the main table also promised half an altar.

In this way, the wine he had brewed at the beginning went to ten jars at once.

To say that it doesn't hurt is a lie.

The jar of pear cabbage dew that Zhao Lao Er brought back from Dingzhou was worth two hundred and ten taels of silver.

The wines made by Xu Yang are no worse than it.

If the price was the same, he would have lost two thousand one hundred taels of silver in such a short period of time.

In the face of such a heavy loss, who the fuck can not be heartbroken?

Looking at Xu Yang's bitter appearance, Zhao Weiguang, who was almost angry with angina just now, suddenly felt a sense of revenge in his heart.

Hey, kid, you're going to have it today?

But after the happiness, Zhao Weiguang began to wonder again.

Is this kid's wine really that good?

If it weren't so delicious, these guys would all be hundreds of years old, and they wouldn't be so shameless to blackmail a hairy boy who was only a teenager, right?

Puzzled, Zhao Weiguang found a bowl, poured out half a bowl of wine from the little pear blossom drunken wine jar left, and tasted it carefully.

Although he bought this wine from Dingzhou at a great price, he had never tasted a drop of it himself before that.

Well, it's really good, and this wine is worth the price.

Zhao Weiguang felt that he had not looked away.

Wait for him to pour out half a bowl of the jar of wine brewed by Xu Yang and taste it.

Zhao Weiguang's brows suddenly furrowed.

His uncle, this doesn't make sense.

The wine made by Xu Yang, a hairy boy, is actually comparable to the pear blossom dew brewed by the best winemaker in Dingzhou, which is too damn unreasonable, right?