Luochen looked confused, what was this? He looked at the pot of wine curiously like a child.
Wu Zheng and Hua Gongzi's jaws were about to drop in shock. This guy doesn't even know what wine is. This is a bit ridiculous. Is he the legendary Xiaobai? He doesn't know anything? Absolutely impossible.
From Hua Gongzi's point of view, it is absolutely impossible for an experienced person like Luo Chen not to know what wine is.
Hua Gongzi's little eyes narrowed, as if he had seen through the truth. He came closer to Luochen and said, "On the hour?"
Luochen glanced at Hua Gong and felt a little hesitant. Hua Chen expected Luo Chen's undecided expression, so he continued, "It tastes very good, isn't it Wu Zheng?"
Wu Zheng was still immersed in the surprise just now. When he heard someone calling him, he nodded hurriedly, regardless of whether what Young Master Hua said was correct.
The playboy grinned, fanned the folding fan in his hand, and said again: "How about it, let's have some drinks with my brothers."
Luochen was still hesitant, and he looked at Wu Zheng again. Wu Zheng nodded at this time, indicating that Mr. Hua was right. So Luochen stretched out the wine glass.
Hua Gongzi snatched the wine glass and poured Luo Chen a bottle of wine. Then he pushed it back, moving very quickly, as if he was afraid that Luo Chen would regret it.
Luochen took the wine glass filled with wine with his hand, but still didn't move his mouth. He first brought his nose closer and smelled it, and there was a faint aroma. Then he looked closer and saw that it was as clear as water, no different from ordinary water.
Both. The only difference is that this thing is too expensive.
Playboy looked at Luochen dawdling next to him, and really wanted to drink him down. But force was not enough, after all, it was not his playboy style. What's more, he couldn't beat Luochen either. So, still
You have to use some brains. You can fall victim to any trick or trick, as long as you take away the dust and bring it down.
The playboy smiled and picked up a cup and said to himself: "This is really the best in the world, the water of gods!" After that, he secretly looked at Luochen again.
Luochen obviously heard what Mr. Hua said, his eyes were filled with surprise, and his frosty face was filled with doubt.
Seeing that this move was effective, Mr. Hua prepared to encourage Wu Zheng to join him again. But this time, before he opened his mouth, Wu Zheng did so. Wu Zheng drank all the wine in the glass in one big gulp, and then said with a sigh
: "Delicious, fairy water."
At this time, Luochen was completely conquered. But it was not Wu Zheng's words, but his expression of enjoyment, as if he was in heaven. Even the playboy felt that Wu Zheng's expression was a bit too much. Look at Wu Zheng's expression
She looked like she was married to a daughter-in-law. That smile was really a bit worthless. But no matter how bad it was, the suspicious Luochen actually believed it and actually tried to taste it with his mouth.
Hua Gongzi didn't dare to move his eyes, staring straight at the movements of Luochen's lips. Seeing those reddish lips getting closer, Hua Gongzi couldn't help but swallow. It's just a little bit close, just a little bit close, Hua Gongzi looked at it.
It was clear. He had already drank, and his lips were already in contact with the wine. Then, Luochen slowly moved his lips away. Although it was only a small sip, he did drink it.
Hua Gongzipo couldn't wait to look at Luochen's expression. He wanted to see how Luochen would react. After Luochen took a small sip, his expression immediately changed to a ferocious expression. Suddenly, he pushed away the remaining wine and shouted.
He shouted: "Why is it so spicy?" After saying this, Luochen's tears flowed out.
Hua Gongzi and Wu Zheng laughed. This was the first time they had seen Luochen like this. After taking a sip of wine, they could cry. In the past, they had faced many dangers without hesitation. But now, they were defeated by this glass of wine.
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Hua Gongzi joked: "Is it so good that you'll cry?" Hua Gongzi was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt and he couldn't eat any more.
Wu Zheng also smiled from ear to ear, and laughed at Luochen wantonly. He finally realized that Luochen was not as good as him, and that was drinking. Wu Zheng picked up another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. Yes, he was
To laugh at Luo Chen.
Luochen had a cold face and wanted to retaliate. But then, he gave up. What else could he say? If it doesn't taste good, it just doesn't taste good. Luochen didn't get angry and just ate the food. Luochen put it into the bowl again.
A piece of meat, eating meat to replenish the body. I don’t know what kind of physique Luochen has, but he eats meat all day long but he never gets fat.
Hua Gong didn't force Luochen to drink, and poured another glass of wine himself. Wu Zheng also didn't let Hua Gong drink by himself, and raised a glass to invite Hua Gong. They toasted, and then drank it all in one gulp.
The playboy picked up the jug again, but found that it was too light and there was no wine left. So the playboy looked at the old man again, with a confused look in his eyes.
How could the old man not understand that his flesh ached? This jug of wine was the ration of their chamber of commerce for one day. But helplessly, the old man could only shout outside: "Serve the wine." When he said this, the old man's heart was cruel.
I winced hard. It hurt, it really hurt, it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.
After a while, the young man who served the wine came up again. This time the playboy watched him come in. He wanted to ask him what was so scary about him.
But this time, the man didn't even dare to come in. As soon as he saw the handsome man's sharp eyes, his legs kept shaking and he couldn't walk. This time, he simply put the wine at the door.
, turned around and ran away.
The playboy and the old man looked at each other. What was going on? The old man couldn't figure it out. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of situation. Of course, with the old man's frugality, it would be rare for him to go to a restaurant next time.
However, Wu Zheng ran forward in a hurry and picked up the wine bottle happily. Then he ran back in a hurry and poured himself a glass in a hurry.
The three of the playboys ate together for about an hour, and the sky was getting dark. After wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, the playboy said to the old man, "Let's go."
"Leave?" The old man was very surprised. He looked at the two tables of untouched dishes. Finally, he made a difficult decision. So the old man said to the handsome young man: "Young master, please leave first, old man."
Before the old man finished speaking, Hua Gongzi interrupted: "You haven't eaten yet, then you eat and we leave first."
After that, the playboy was about to walk out. But as soon as he stepped out with one foot, he turned back and said: "Remember to buy the restaurant when you leave."
"What?" The old man's hands trembled, and he was frantically calculating the approximate price of the restaurant. After all, their business's one-year income was all wasted. Their Hua family has never been in the catering business, so if they buy this
, how should I explain it to the owner of the house?
The old man racked his brains and couldn't figure out that their dignified head of the Hua family actually had such a prodigal son. God, what a misfortune the Hua family has!
Wu Zheng and the other three walked downstairs, and the attendants around them all shunned when they saw it, as if they were avoiding the god of plague. Helpless, the three of them walked downstairs in a swaggering way as everyone avoided them.
At this time, the old man upstairs was bursting with tears. He was a prodigal, he was really a prodigal, and his white beard was so angry that he was so angry. He had endured it for so long, and now he could finally release himself. He wanted to curse,
He wanted to call him a playboy.
Looking at the food on these two tables, what else can I do? Pack it up? Absolutely not. If word spreads and gets into the ears of the playboy, I will have to be torn into pieces. What else can I do? Just eat it.
The old man sat down gently and placed the crutch with a polished bottom next to him. Then he took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks with his trembling right hand, and stretched it tremblingly towards a dish.
Putting the dish into his mouth, the old man burst into tears in an instant. It was delicious, it was indeed delicious! He would be lucky enough to eat such a delicious dish in his life. Wait a minute, no, it’s money. Now it’s the old man’s choice
What is in front of you is not some delicious food, but just plates of white money!
After the old man finished eating this meal today, their entire business will have to drink the northwest wind from tomorrow on. Is it easy for him? He has always been honest and upright. Even when he is old, he has never had a decent meal. As he eats,
The old man's tears began to flow down again as if he didn't want money.
"Come on, serve the wine." The old man shouted to the outside. Today he risked his life. He had to eat good wine and good food once, and his life would not be in vain. At this time, the old man was more heroic than ever.
It had been more than an hour, and the moonlight outside the window had already shone in. As the old man burped, he put down the chopsticks in his hand. The old man's boldness just now had disappeared. His belly was now as full as a small hill.
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The old man shouted hoarsely with all his strength: "Check out." With an old voice, the old man returned to his decadence.
The next second, a middle-aged man hurriedly ran up. The old man raised his eyelids, and no one wanted to pay attention to him at this time. I saw that the middle-aged man had a big belly and was dressed in luxurious clothes.
As soon as the man came up, he nodded and bowed to the old man. Just kidding, everyone in the city knew about this old man. Not only did he influence everything, but he also had an influence. The man was very polite and said with a smile:
"I am the owner of this restaurant."
"Oh." The old man snorted, and at this moment his heart collapsed.
The man was not angry and said again: "My subordinates are ignorant and have offended you. I hope you will forgive me. In addition, a meal is considered a treat in our restaurant."
After hearing these words, the old man's old face suddenly became full of life. "Seriously?" The old man was still a little unsure.
"Seriously." The man nodded.
The old man sighed and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. Why was this man so attractive at this time? The old man patted the man's shoulder and praised him without hesitation: "The boss is still very impressive, really.
What a hero!"
"I can't take it seriously." The man immediately replied.
The old man picked up the crutch proudly, but suddenly he remembered something. So he stopped when he was about to walk out and asked: "How much does your restaurant cost?"
The middle-aged man was instantly startled, feeling as if he had heard wrongly and said, "What?"
The old man said it again: "I'm asking how much the restaurant costs? I want to buy it."
The man was instantly choked by the old man's words and could not speak for a long time. Now he felt that he should not give the old man a free bill. Now, was he repaying a favor with a grudge? Didn't their Hua family never do catering business?
When did I become interested in their restaurant again?
The man doesn’t want to sell it. This is his ancestral property! Their family has been relying on this for generations. It would be unfilial to sell it. But not to sell it? He wouldn’t dare! If he offends the old man, he will definitely not end well.
The man wants to cry but has no tears and nowhere to complain!
The old man coughed and asked again: "How much is it?"
The middle-aged man reluctantly raised his hand and stretched out four fingers.
"Four hundred taels?" the old man asked in surprise. This number was a bit too big, but the man shook his head. The old man thought he said too much, it should be forty taels. However, the man's next sentence was almost too much.
It burst the old man's blood vessels.
"Four thousand taels." The man said while wagging his finger.