Zhao Ming is not sorry for this boss, after all, there is no long-lasting dynasty in the world, let alone a century-old shop, but for the sadness of this era, even if he knows that there will be such a better difference in this store, he still insists hard, maybe this boss still wants his son to live such a life after a hundred years. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Ming didn't continue to talk to the boss, found a table and sat down and said, "Boss, let's have a table of wine and food first, add more meat, and then open a room for me." ”

Zhao Ming was afraid that the boss would serve him a vegetarian table again, especially reminding him to serve more meat, but the boss was only a little surprised when he heard this, and he didn't ask much at all and went directly to prepare.

Zhao Ming was relieved when he thought about it, this boss didn't even have a good time to live his own life, how could he still have so much spare time to take care of others, since someone was so extravagant, then he was also happy to use all the ingredients that couldn't be sold.

Zhao Ming doesn't care about him cheating himself, no matter how much he is, can he still have more than last time?

Zhao Ming looked at this shop, and he really felt good, but it was once prosperous, and there were still traces left when he was drunk and drunk.

Zhao Ming got up and walked inside, this shop is still quite big, but there are no customers and it feels very empty.

Look at this, look at that, although Zhao Ming often goes in and out of the inn, it is the first time to visit so carefully like today.

"Huh, what is this jar? It shouldn't be a bar! Even if there are no more guests in this inn, it won't let so much dust fall on this jar!"

Zhao Ming moved several large wine tanks next to him and dug out a jar from a small corner at the back.

Seeing that it was full of dust, Zhao Ming thought about it and put it down.

"This boss is exactly right, the inn is very clean, why don't you wipe it. Zhao Ming looked at this small jar, it was sealed to death, Zhao Ming thought about it and still didn't move, after all, this is someone else's thing, and it's no longer right to flip it casually.

"Guest, your dish is ready!" At this time, the boss's voice came from behind.

Zhao Ming agreed and got up to eat, but after thinking about it, he asked more.

"By the way, I'm embarrassed to turn out the small altar you put in it just now, I'm sorry!"

"What kind of altar?" the boss also wondered, didn't he put any small jars here?

Zhao Ming stepped aside, and the boss saw that there was a dusty jar behind Zhao Ming just now.

"Hey, why don't I remember when I put it there?" the boss walked over and lifted the jar and looked at it over and over again, probably too heavy, and the boss put the jar on the ground.

"Yes, this should be my family's altar, and there is my family's ancestral mark at the bottom of the altar, but I don't remember if I let the jar go here?" The boss confirmed that the jar was indeed the inn's, but he couldn't conclude that it was placed by himself.

When Zhao Ming heard this, even the boss himself didn't know how long it would take to put it away.

"Shopkeeper, how long have you been sitting in these big wine vats?"

When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that when his father came to settle in Hangzhou, he put down these large wine vats, which can be said to be a major standard of our inn at that time, and our inn never fakes, so it attracts a lot of guests. As soon as the boss talked about this wine vat, he was full of enthusiasm and told him the origin of this wine vat.

"Where was the wine vat before, and when did you move here?" Zhao Ming then asked.

When the boss heard this, he shook his head again and again, and said: "How is it possible, these wine tanks have always been full of wine, even if I am in decline, I will keep this wine tank full all the time, this is the ancestral training, how can I forget!" The boss immediately replied resolutely when he heard Zhao Ming's words.

"Zu Xun?" Zhao Ming was immediately puzzled when he heard it, isn't it just a few wine jars, as for the ancestor Xun to let his children and grandchildren remember!

"By the way, I'm quite curious about this jar, why don't you sell it to me, boss!" Although Zhao Ming didn't know what was in this jar, it should be a good thing in Zhao Ming's mind, otherwise he wouldn't have made this boss's grandfather value it so much.

But Zhao Ming could think of the boss, how could he not think of it.

"This ......" boss is really embarrassed, he doesn't want to let things go out and doesn't want to offend such a local tyrant, after all, this is not something that can be encountered every day, the most important thing is that the table of dishes has been prepared, if the popularity runs away, who will pay for the table of dishes!

Zhao Ming saw the boss's embarrassed look, and then said in an accentuated tone: "I bought this jar at the price of a jar of wine, the best wine ...... in your store" Zhao Ming said and stared at the boss.

To tell the truth, the boss is also tempted, he himself doesn't know what this altar is, and when the time comes, there is no value in it, so he won't be empty and happy, even if there is something valuable, he may not be able to sell it at that price, and he will accidentally cause death to himself. So now the best choice is to sell it to him, not to mention that it is nearly a hundred taels of silver, and anyone will be tempted.

"That'...... Okay, but we can talk about it, the best in my store is not cheap, as far as this altar is concerned, it is estimated that it is ninety taels away, have you thought about it?" Although the boss agreed, he still reminded Zhao Ming, it was not that he was kind, but that he was worried that Zhao Ming would have no money at that time, so he would really be happy.

Zhao Ming also heard what the boss meant, and didn't care, and said bluntly: "Don't worry, boss, I will lose your money." ”

The boss was relieved when he heard Zhao Ming's words, which at least showed that Zhao Ming had so much money on him.

The boss didn't break his promise, and straightforwardly gave Zhao Ming the altar, and kindly took a towel to wipe it clean for him.

Originally, Zhao Ming also thought about whether this would be a bureau of the boss's cloth, but after thinking about it, there was no need, this inn was not a small hundred taels that could be taken, two days were about the same, and this boss could not lie to himself for this little hundred taels.

Zhao Ming took the altar and put it next to the table, the boss said that the guest room had been prepared, but Zhao Ming still insisted on putting the jar beside him, he didn't worry about this jar leaving his sight, although Zhao Ming didn't care about the silver, he couldn't find a place to 'do chivalrous righteousness' a few times, but this thing Zhao Ming felt that it was a good thing, that is, the second pot head contained in it was also a hundred years of old wine!

Zhao Ming put it on the altar and began to eat, he hadn't eaten a good meal along the way, this time it was rare to be so happy, of course, he had to have a good meal to treat himself.

The boss has been waiting by the side, Zhao Ming told the boss that there was no need, but the boss still insisted on watching Zhao Ming eat.

In fact, this boss's heart is not to talk about how depressed he is.

"You can eat, can you give me this jar of money first!" The boss was bitter in his heart, no, no, no, but he still accompanied Zhao Ming to eat with a smile on his face.

Fortunately, Zhao Ming has always eaten quickly, and it didn't take long for the dishes on the table to be looted.

"Whew...... Shopkeeper, your chef skills are still good!" he said, shaving the shredded meat between his teeth with his tongue.

The boss was overjoyed when he heard this: "If the guest officer likes me, you can do it often in the future, hehe......"

Zhao Ming was stunned when he heard this.

"You even have a chef in this shop?" Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head when he said this, this store is open, how can it be like a boss, and he is not even busy with chores.

"Hehe, anyway, there aren't many things, and if you hire another cook, it will be a waste of money, and it's better to earn it yourself if you have that money!"

Zhao Ming didn't say anything when he heard this, after all, this is people's own business, and he said it well, there are really not many guests here, and he can be busy with his son taking care of him in front.

"Okay, shopkeeper, I know what you're looking forward to here, huff, this is a hundred taels of silver tickets, I think in addition to this altar of things, my table of wine and food should be enough, right?" Saying that, Zhao Ming took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from his arms and handed it to the boss.

Obviously, the boss has seen the silver ticket, and after taking it, he looked at it and said happily: "Enough is enough, don't you still live in the hotel, you can stay as long as you want, hahaha"

Zhao Ming suddenly sighed in his heart: Money is not everything, but no money is everything.