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As Baili Dongjun kept talking, the three Tilapias jumped out of the carriage as lightly as feathers.

"So tall, higher than I imagined!" Baili Dongjun, who was only seventeen years old and still growing, was completely stunned when faced with the big man who fell next to him.

It wasn't so obvious when the other person was sitting just now, but now he jumps to his side. With the comparison, the height of the two people is clear at a glance.

"Little guy, this is not how you do business. Why don't you take me in to try your wine?"

Until his shoulders sank, a man's joking voice sounded in his ears, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Sir, please come in with the two ladies." He smiled awkwardly and immediately made an inviting gesture enthusiastically.

Taking the lead, the three of them walked into Donggui Winery under the warm introduction of Baili Dongjun.

Compared with the big hotels in the previous life, the restaurant is small and pitiful, with less than ten tables on the first floor and they are kept clean.

Except for a young man in white lying on the table near the stairs, there was no one in the entire restaurant.

When the three of them sat down, Baili Dongjun's eyes moved.

The three of them entered the store, and the man sat down first. The two beautiful women subconsciously wanted to stand next to the man.

It was just that the man secretly pulled their arms, and they sat down together.

Baili Dongjun is young, but not stupid. He instantly guessed the relationship between the three people.

"Sir, our signature wine..." Just as he was about to introduce his wine, the man raised his hand, and Baili Dongjun shut up in displeasure.

"Bring me a bottle of all your signature wines.

Let’s make a deal first, if it tastes good, I’ll give you all the money.” He slapped his hand on the table, and when his palm left, there was a thousand-tael silver note on the table.

Baili Dongjun is not short of money. He charges a high price for his wine because he thinks the wine he brews is worth the price.

Otherwise, raising the equally young future Spear Immortal in the corner would not have been in vain.

Looking down at the thousand taels of silver, the little guy was confident, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Sir, if the wine doesn't satisfy you, what can I say?"

"Not satisfied." The folding fan appeared in the palm of his hand and opened wide.

There are two lifelike beauties painted on the fan, and there is a poem on one side.

Looking at the pictures of beauties on the folding fan, and then at the sweet potato and Xu Weixiong, Baili Dongjun was thoughtful.

As for the poem on one side, the little guy read it lazily and ignored it.

He looked away and saw that the big man was silent for a long time. He frowned and asked, "Young Master hasn't said anything yet. What will happen if you are not satisfied?"

"Pfft... cluck..." Seeing the young boy eagerly asking, Hongshu and Xu Weixiong could no longer hold back, covering their mouths and laughing softly.

"Little guy, my young master is not a treacherous or evil person.

Just like Qiu Lubai, the famous Diaolou Xiaozhu, he thinks the wine is not good, and the young master has never been there.

Likewise, if your signature wine is not good, the young master will not come again."

"Ah, that's it?" I thought that if the wine was not good, the other party would find trouble, but I didn't expect that if he didn't come next time, he would directly defeat the young Baili Dongjun.

"It's not normal to drink wine if you don't think it tastes good. Brother, you have to be so solemn and scare me." While he was cursing in his heart, he learned that Tilapia had drank Qiulubai and asked curiously.

: "Diaolou Xiaozhu Qiulubai is known as the best wine in the world. Do you think it's not good, sir?"

"If you sit for a long time in the first place, people who are stuck in their ways will stop moving forward.

What's more, what kind of wine tastes good depends entirely on the person who drinks it.

I don't like the texture and taste of Qiulubai. In my case, mash yaki is better than it.

Besides, whether the wine is good or not, the mood of the drinker at the time is equally important.

If you are in a bad mood, Qiulubai can be treated with coptis decoction.

If you are in a good mood and have friends in small groups, mash yaki can also be a fine wine in the Immortal Palace."

After looking at the confused Baili Dongjun for a few times, Tilapia said playfully.

"Uh???" Dai Meng scratched his head and held it in for a long time. Xiao Baili Dongjun asked weakly: "Sir, are you in a good mood now?"

One sentence made the two women giggle again.

Baili Dongjun is not upset, for him, wine is important.

Beauty and face are secondary for now.

He just felt that what the young master said made some sense, and there were some things that he had to ask.

"When I see you, my mood can't be said to be good or bad." Seeing that Baili Dongjun was worried, Tilapia explained: "Don't worry, my mood will not affect my drinking now.

Of course, if the wine doesn’t suit me, I still won’t drink it a second time.”

"Okay.

Young Master, please wait a moment, I will go get you some wine." With one sentence, Baili Dongjun was completely relieved.

What the big man said was inappropriate. He liked it very much. Fine wine is like a beautiful woman, and flowers come to each eye. There was nothing he said.

Looking at Baili Dongjun who picked up the banknote and ran into the back hall with a smile, Hongshu asked puzzledly: "Master, do you know that young man?"

Hongshu opened his mouth, and Xu Weixiong, who originally wanted to ask, pricked up his ears, curiously waiting for the answer.

If someone rushes forward, it would be good for her to pick up ready-made items from behind.

Not only Xu Weixiong, Hongshu asked out of the stall, but Baili Dongjun's money-losing goods that had fallen on the table also quietly pricked up their ears, and at the same time subconsciously held the spear at his side with one hand.

The young man was so loyal that although his boss asked him to pay for the goods, he let him drink for a few days in vain.

Once the other party is in trouble, he is determined to fight to the death to help.

"I'm thinking too much." He put away the folding fan. Seeing that the two of them were puzzled, Tilapia curled his lips and said, "To be honest, the last thing I want to meet right now is the little boss just now.

It's a pity..., there are some things that you can't even hide from.

Master, I let the carriage run by itself, but who would have thought that we would finally arrive at Chaisang City, which is about to become the center of the whirlpool."

"Then according to what you said, you still know the little boss just now." Hongshu blinked and continued.

"I don't know.

I have the Qi Observation Technique of your master, and even if I don’t know him personally, I know that he has been the center of trouble for a while.”

"oh!"

Looking at Xu Weixiong, Hongshu did not continue to ask.

Born in a world of snow, both of them knew about luck and chose to believe in the cheaper owner's words.

They didn't ask, but not far away, Sikong Changfeng, a young man pretending to be drunk, listened in confusion.

"Luck, the center of trouble, is that little brewing boss who doesn't know any martial arts?" He muttered secretly, "If the young master who spoke didn't lie, the next days would be very lively."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Just as I was thinking, Baili Dongjun's cheerful voice came from the back hall. "Sir, your wine is here, you must try it."

Baili Dongjun is in a good mood. The big young master's mood and appropriate words just now won his heart.

It is not easy to have a close friend in life. For a person who likes wine, there is nothing more satisfying than having someone like his wine, Dongjiu.

There are twelve bottles of wine and three wine glasses on the wooden tray.

The wine pots are respectively written: Sangluo, Xinfeng, Cornus officinalis, Songfen, Chang'an, Tusu, Yuanzheng, Osmanthus fragrans, Dukang, Songhua, Shravaka, Prajna.

After placing the wine, Baili Dongjun did not leave. Instead, he stood aside, looking forward to the three people's comments on his wine.

Seeing the young man's eyes full of expectation, Tilapia smiled and shook his head, while Xu Weixiong stood up and poured wine for his master.

Without deliberately choosing, I randomly picked up a pot and filled it with tilapia.

Seeing Tilapia pick up the cup and drink it all in one gulp, Baili Dongjun frowned slightly, feeling that he didn't look like a wine connoisseur.

"Wine is wine, I hate having any taste other than wine." He smacked his lips, and Tilapia didn't even wait for Xu Weixiong to come again. He just picked up the wine bottle and took a big gulp.

Eleven times in a row, including the glass poured by Xu Weixiong, all twelve bottles of wine were tasted.

"Fashionable people will definitely like your wine.

If you give it to the people at the bottom, they might think it’s not as good as mash-yaki.”

"Ah!!!" Taking a step back, Baili Dongjun was a little disappointed. He always felt that today's guests were just cows chewing peonies and didn't understand wine at all.

He wasn't wrong either. Tilapia knows a lot of things, but it doesn't know even more, and wine tasting is just one of those things it doesn't know.

He drank, but what he drank was the aroma of the wine and his feelings.

Having foreshadowed it in advance, Baili Dongjun felt less like a confidant towards Tilapia, but he was not angry either.

He was waiting for people to leave on his own.

However, the imaginary scene of the person leaving did not appear. The three masters and servants, a man and two women, turned their heads at the same time and looked at the door of the wine shop.

At the same time, a carriage stopped at the door.

The carriage, not counting the driver, was surrounded by four guards. Several of them looked at the Tilapia carriage, and then simultaneously turned to look at the wine shop.

His eyes flashed, thoughtfully.

Seeing the newly arrived carriage, Tilapia stood up and patted Baili Dongjun on the shoulder, then turned to look at his own people: "Sweet Potato, Weixiong, trouble is coming, let's go."

After finishing his words, he took the lead and strode out.

In the same place, Baili Dongjun was inexplicably confused. Sikong Changfeng, who was pretending to be drunk, subconsciously clenched his spear.

"Trouble?" He still remembered that just now, the tall young man said that the little boss would be in trouble.

"I've been eating for free for a long time, solving problems for others, and just used it as money for drinks." In his heart, Sikong Changfeng made a decision silently.
Chapter completed!