Chapter 92

When Zhao Jin wakes up from his old flower carving spirit, he sees Mr. Li in front of him, who is dressed in white and has a white crown, and the eyebrow which is very close to Qi Xuan.

"Whenever you think it's over, there's always something new that's going to pull you down and refresh your understanding of how bad life is."

At the critical moment, Mu Yunsheng, the manager of liuxianlou, had this sentence in his mind. She thought it was just too appropriate.

Just in front of Mu Yunsheng, Zhao Jin, who had just recovered from the old flower carving, suddenly opened his eyes and punched his friend in the face. This fist must have used 110% of the strength, and she didn't know how serious it was when she was drunk. In Mu Yunsheng's ears, she clearly heard a "GABA" sound from Li's cheek.

"Didn't you say See you once, hit you once? "

Mr. Li half knelt on the ground, covered half of his cheeks, and his eyes were full of tears. He was very embarrassed, and he didn't care to listen to Zhao Jin's drinking madness. Zhao Jin was drunk and straight with a big tongue. Only mu Yunsheng could hear him clearly.

He said, Qi Xuan, come here and I'll give you another punch. Don't talk about clearing up, you can't pay off the debt!

It was the moon worship building that really exploded. A servant girl rushed to help Mr. Li, and a boy rushed to fetch water for ice. But there was still dripping soup on the stairs, and one fell down. For a moment, the whole second floor of the moon building was full of people.

Fortunately, the woman shopkeeper of the moon building arrived in time and asked someone to clean the things on the stairs. She sent ice cold water and a handkerchief up to give Zhao Jinxing wine.

It's not convenient for the boys just brought up. Mu Yunsheng has to take the things from the maid and wipe Zhao Jin's face in person. Young master Li was beaten to kneel on the ground for a long time without getting up. Now he was covered by the ice handkerchief, and the half face under the handkerchief was swollen.

Mu Yunsheng had never seen Zhao Jin drunk before. Now he guessed that he was blind because he knew he was not good at drinking, so he didn't drink much. Otherwise, according to his frequent friendship with Mr. Li, how can he not see that Mr. Li is like Qi Xuan? You don't recognize people until you're drunk? Mu Yunsheng doesn't believe it.

The woman shopkeeper of the moon building came up to meet Mu Yunsheng. She called herself Ke and her name was Ke Yuerong.

Ke Yuerong said thoughtfully: "Miss mu, on the way I came here, I saw your girl Zhao Mian running straight back. I think she hasn't had a meal yet. I've sent someone to deliver the meal to your room. Would you please ask her, what's wrong with our hospitality? "

"No, it's just that the child was tired from the car today. He was dazzled for a moment and admitted that he was wrong. In addition to my son's poor drinking capacity, there was such a misunderstanding." Mu Yunsheng laughed awkwardly twice. From the corner of his eye, Yu guangpiao noticed that a young man was pouring wine soup for Zhao Jin. He left immediately. "Then I'll go back to see the situation of Zhao Mian first."

Ke Yuerong's voice is very pleasant: "thank you."

When Mu Yunsheng came to the backyard alone through the elaborate back porch of the moon worship building, he happened to meet the maid who delivered the meal. The two little maids each carried a wooden tray with exquisite porcelain holding all kinds of soup and rice. Mu Yunsheng told them to go into the room and put the food down on the wooden table. Then he sent them away. Then he went to the inner room alone to see Zhao Mian.

She guessed that Zhao Mian must have been lying in bed and refused to get up. When Mu Yunsheng came into the room, Zhao Mian heard it, and immediately the whole person retracted into the quilt and refused to come out. Mu Yunsheng couldn't, so he had to patiently say: "cotton son, listen, don't you know that you look bad?"

"But how could it be so like that?" Zhao Mian's voice came out of the quilt with a little cry, "I know. My brother must know. He deliberately brought us here to see him, so that I can make a fool of myself!"

“……” Your brother really didn't mean it. After all, who would have to jump in to be buried with him? Mu Yunsheng said to himself. He's just a blind man who can't drink. You can't imagine how much trouble he caused after you left.

Mu Yunsheng very patiently to pull the quilt: "obedient, no matter how, first eat rice again."

"No! I'm leaving now. I'm not staying in his restaurant! "

"Where can I live outside on such a late day? Besides, it's not Mr. Li's fault to look like Qi Xuan. " Mu Yunsheng felt tired for a while. He felt that he was being a mother. "Be obedient, get up quickly."

"I can't afford it." Zhao Mian's voice came out through the quilt, still in a low voice like a mosquito humming.

Mu Yunsheng was not good at cajoling people. In this case, he was at a loss. At this time, her nose was keen to smell the aroma of the food on the dining table outside, and she immediately had a plan in mind.

"Can't you get up?"

"I can't get up."

"Well, it seems that I have to enjoy the good food, good food, good wine and good meat."

Mu Yunsheng said: "this meat is like braised pork, but the sauce is stronger than braised pork. The meat is tender and chewy. It's really good meat."Just this sentence, Mu Yunsheng heard something inside. Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Mian pushed aside the bead curtain from inside and poked out his head. With an unnatural flush on his face, he said, "is there anything else for me?"

"Of course." Mu Yunsheng was afraid of her repentance. He immediately took her to sit down at the table and pushed the food from another tray to her. "You see, this dish of millet ribs is also delicious. Babao rice is a little sweet for me, but it tastes good. It should be the taste you like..."

Zhao Mian is just a child. As long as he has delicious food in front of him, his worries can be put aside. She happily picked up chopsticks to pick up the rice grains in the bowl, but she had pity on Mu Yunsheng. She could only pour and drink from the wine pot.

Less than two cups of tea, the Dongpo meat and rice in Zhao mianpan had been wiped out.

Mu Yunsheng glimpsed Zhao Mian licking his lips and kept looking at most of the dishes in his bowl. With a secret smile, he pushed his bowl over: "it's hard to get tired. The carriage is not so easy. I guess you should eat more."

"It's not because of the traffic." Zhao Mian happily took Mu Yunsheng's bowl, but he didn't forget to pout and retort, "it's the guy who looks like Qi Xuan. Now I feel unhappy when I see his face. I have to eat more delicious food to suppress this feeling."