Chapter 167, the warm-hearted host

In the prison, Zhang Ze locked the iron chain on the cell door with his own hands.

"Captain, Captain, how can we say that we are also from the villagers, are you so protective of outsiders?"

Zhang Ze stopped, his brows furrowed.

In his hand, a horsewhip was drawn out at once, and it "snapped" through the cell door, and it was whipped on the shopkeeper's face.

"Oops~" The shopkeeper's coldness was caught up in such a guy, and the tears were soaring~

"You'd better be honest, otherwise, Master's horse whip can not only hit people, but also kill people!!" Zhang Ze pointed to a pile of miscellaneous pieces and said intimidatingly.

Out of breath, as soon as he turned around and walked out of the cell, Zhang Ze took out the wine gourd he was carrying, and drank the stuffy wine dryly.

Of course he is bored, he has a good martial arts, and he should serve the battlefield and make him famous. But because he offended the head of a thousand households under the command of the third prince of the Murong family, there was no possibility of promotion from now on.

In a fit of anger, he had to return to his hometown and be an immortal security squad leader.

"What's bullish, isn't it just relying on his cousin!"

"What's the matter, the shopkeeper doesn't have to pay attention to him~"

The sound from the cell made him even more annoyed, but he didn't teach the miscellaneous any more.

He was disdainful, and besides, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with what the miscellaneous said······

Zhangfu

"When I arrive, this is the Mansion of Contempt, Master Jiantang, and all friends on the rivers and lakes, please wait a while, Zhang Wen will call the door!" Zhang Wen said, trotting to knock on the door.

"Butler, butler, it's almost time to open the door, a distinguished guest is visiting!" Zhang Wen knocked on the door and shouted.

It didn't take long for someone in the house to reply: "Come on~". Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of footsteps approaching the door, and then the sound of the door opening.

Come to think of it, this man is the butler.

The door opened, and everyone saw a pair of shoes, but they couldn't see the person who opened the door.

It turns out that the housekeeper who opened the door was a Han dwarf, with a childlike short figure, but an old face full of wrinkles, coupled with legs and feet that didn't seem to be very dexterous, it looked particularly funny.

"You, why are you so slow?" Zhang Wen seemed angry.

"Master, isn't it because we were bitten by a dog yesterday that our leg hasn't recovered yet!" cried the housekeeper.

"You are getting older, and it is time for you to enjoy yourself, and go down, and let your son take over from tomorrow. By the way, arrange for some hard dishes to be cooked on the stove, and get out the good wine in the cellar, and I will entertain the guests. Zhang Wen waved his hand and let him go.

The butler took the order, limped away, and left.

Kong Liang watched the Han dwarf butler leave, and the walnut beads in his hand stopped moving, although he covered it up well, but there was still a slight wrinkle between his eyebrows.

He looked at Ji Xin, and Ji Xin was also looking at him.

It turned out that Ji Xin had been vigilant all the time, and he also noticed that something was wrong.

But since Zhang Wen greeted them, he has not shown any horses.

The two of them had no choice but to continue to remain silent, wanting to see what the hell this Zhang Wen was going to do.

"I can't imagine that the master of Zhangzhai is also the master of the individual forgiveness. Cao Hu said with a smile.

"Well, that's a miserable one. Seven or eight years later, in the year when the Great Deeds Dynasty annexed the fifteen states of Saibei, he became a slave to be bought and sold, because he was old and useless, and his price was three copper coins. It was also fate, I bought him, and he was grateful to me, who has been diligent and hardworking over the years, and is a good hand. Zhang Wen shook his head and sighed.

"I see. Cao Hu nodded, embarrassed to ask any more.

Here, a few housekeepers hurriedly greeted them, unloaded their luggage for them, and led the horses, thinking that the housekeeper had arranged it.

After all, this big car shop walled city is a walled city, and even the mansions are not as spacious as the mansions in those cities.

Let's just talk about this place of hospitality.

Ji Xin has sat in the Yake Xuan of the mayor's house in Huwei Town, the Yingke Xuan in the East Mansion of Duanmu's house, and even the hospitality hall of Jiang Wangfu, these places are clean and elegant, giving guests a feeling of being at home.

As for this small walled city, this chapter mansion can't be compared.

However, in this small guest hall, there is another kind of vulgar elegance, what is vulgar elegance? It is the elegance that the public can appreciate, that is, the vulgar is elegant. Vulgarity and elegance are interconnected, and if there is no vulgarity to appreciate elegance, then the existence of elegance is meaningless, and without elegance, the vulgar are only vulgar.

The small guest hall was clean and bright, with a table of eight immortals and seven stoneware bowls, which were also soaked with broken tea. Although it is not a good tea, it is also full of tea fragrance and has its own uniqueness.

Just like that "Moss":

The day is not everywhere, and youth comes naturally.

Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies.

This unknown coarse tea powder may also be the lily in the valley, and she blooms in another way, indicating that she has also come to this world.

After everyone sat down, they were full of praise for this refreshing bowl of tea.

When Zhang Wen heard that they liked it, he simply cooked another pot to satisfy their hunger.

"Master, the fat beef on the stove is already stewed and fragrant, you see?" the dwarf butler came to ask for instructions.

"Then what are you waiting for, bring it up, I didn't see that the guests were already hungry, and they didn't have any eyes. Also, is there any wine in the cellar?"

"Master, the wine cellar has been stored for more years than the old slave, are you really willing?" the butler's mouth grinned unconsciously.

"Wake up, where is so much nonsense. Zhang Wen impatiently blasted him out.

"The master of Zhangzhai can't help it, this old wine of this year has always been expensive, not to mention that it is too much to hit the head, we have to rush again!" Jian Qing was also a little uncomfortable with his politeness.

"Hey, hey, Hall Master Jian, you are a distinguished guest that Zhang Wen has admired for a long time, and a small place can receive you, it is a flourishing place. What is a mere jar of old wine? This is a piece of Zhang Wen's heart. Hall Master Jian, you must not be polite. While Zhang Wen was talking, three or five mothers-in-law came with a tray and served the food.

Sure enough, a big pot of fat beef was served, and this amount was like slaughtering a cattle that was born that year!

Everyone was no longer polite, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and feasted.

Ji Xin and Yan Liuhe kept an eye on each other, and saw that the big guy was fine after eating, so they moved their chopsticks.

"Master, the wine is coming~" The housekeeper personally took the wine and came to the guest hall.

The three-hundred-pound old jar wine is covered with mud, but how can it cover the aroma of the wine?

Zhang Wen personally unsealed the mud, oh, old wine is old wine, after so many years of sealing, the wine has become amber, rippling at the bottom of the jar.

"Come on, come on, this first bowl of wine, I want to drink it to our Jian Hall Master, Jian Hall Master is the hero of heroes, there are so many of us, and only he is worthy of drinking the first bowl. Zhang Wen held the first bowl of wine in both hands and presented it to Jian Qing.

Although Jian Qing couldn't stand his excessive politeness, after all, people could afford him, so why didn't he accept it?

took the wine bowl at the moment, and drank the old wine with a tilt of his neck.

"It's good wine, it's really a pleasure!!" Jian Qing smacked his lips and boasted.

"Everyone, please!" Zhang Wen began to salute everyone again.