Chapter 952

Great China, language art has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are really too many ways to speak.

For example, here, Mr. Lu's "hard to say", what is hard to say? That's it. In fact, it's not very interesting. I'm sorry to open my mouth.

Look, you said you were embarrassed to open your mouth. What else can I say? You can only say it casually

But that's an ordinary person. As an unusual boss Qin, if you answer the same as everyone, wouldn't you have no face!

"Oh, since it's hard to say, don't say..." boss Qin said seriously.

Um... Um? Rao is Mr. Lu, who is well-informed. It is the first time he has seen such an answer in his life. With the malicious answer and the serious look of boss Qin, Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment.

This script is obviously wrong. It shouldn't be. I said it's hard to speak, and then you said please feel free. Why did you block the door directly for me

On one side, Miss Xue raised her head and looked up at the sky. There was no way. If she continued to lower her head, she thought she would burst out laughing... But the scene couldn't be so deadlocked, so miss Xue still reached out and touched Qin Feng.

Er... Boss Qin responded. He still had to finish the task. Alas, there was no way. He said his usual words against people with an expression. What should he say? Occupational diseases

I can't help it. What I don't like most on weekdays is this way of speaking. What is "I can't speak", or "I don't know what to say..."

Nonsense, you and his meow have said so. I don't know what you want to say. Since you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't say what you want to say, how can I know what you want to say? So if you want to say it, don't say you don't want to say it. If you should say it, you have to say it

Therefore, in a tavern on weekdays, if you meet someone who speaks like this, boss Qin is absolutely impolite and will die if you open your mouth.

But now, I have a task, so I can't do it. So... After about 30 seconds of stalemate in the embarrassing scene, boss Qin suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Lu, I'm kidding you. If you have something to say, say it directly..."

Mr. Lu: ha... Ha ha, if I'm kidding, I'll kill myself on this cushion now!

However, fortunately, the situation is not so stalemate. Mr. Lu smiled and said: "the thing is like this, boss Qin, I have only one daughter so far, seven years old this year..."

Like all conventional stories, Mr. Lu's daughter was fine until she was seven.

A sudden serious illness put Mr. Lu's daughter in immediate danger. Although modern medicine is powerful, there is really no way for some diseases.

Mr. Lu used all his methods, but it was still useless. He saw that his daughter's life had entered the countdown.

At this time, nothing is useful. Mr. Lu quit all his jobs, accompanied his daughter and met each other's wishes.

At this time, the news about boss Qin of jiuxianju was seen by her daughter. Her daughter was particularly obsessed with the magic wine that can beautify and lose weight. She thought she could drink some one day.

Originally, such a thing was nothing to Mr. Lu. After all, Jiuxian Jufan wine now can be bought if you want to buy it as long as you have money, but the quantity is not much.

However, I don't know what my daughter thinks. Maybe it's a habit formed since childhood. I think my father is omnipotent, so I want Mr. Lu to brew this wine

If there were some people, it was estimated that they would buy it directly and pretend to make their own wine, but Mr. Lu didn't think so. He temporarily crammed in and invited many winemakers to teach him how to make wine, and then practiced day and night

Unfortunately, Mr. Lu did not know that such wine could not be brewed in this world.

Without those special materials, there would not be these special wines, which has nothing to do with the brewing technology.

Besides, the brewing technology itself takes time to accumulate, and experience is the most important. Experienced teachers can smell it and have a look to know which step it has reached and how much time it will take.

Therefore, Mr. Lu worked day and night to brew something that was barely "wine".

It's hard to get into the mouth, not to mention the effect. There's no way. He can only make his mind on boss Qin. First, he wants the other party to give him some advice. Second, there's no way. He can only let boss Qin play a play with himself.

The daughter is leaving soon. The most admired person is boss Qin, in addition to him as a father. Her daughter can't drink now. If boss Qin tells her the truth, her daughter will believe it.

Although this is also a lie, compared with the previous, it is undoubtedly acceptable to Mr. Lu.

"Boss Qin, she is only seven years old. Sometimes I really can't figure out why the disease is on her. She has just begun to see the world and is about to leave..."

"So I beg boss Qin for your help. As long as you help, I will promise whatever conditions!"

Qin Feng looked at each other. He just didn't look carefully. Now he found that Mr. Lu's eyes are full of blood. He can see at a glance that he hasn't slept well for a long time.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Qin Feng said noncommittally, "let's go and see your wine and your daughter first."

Qin Feng is not in such a hurry to agree because he wants to see the situation of each other's daughter. Many of the wine in jiuxianju is related to health, such as Xueling wine. If possible, he wants to see if there is any hope.

Half an hour later, at the door of Mr. Lu's bedroom, Qin Feng saw Mr. Lu's seven year old daughter.

The other party is sleeping there, or can be described as coma. The hospital has given up and took it home for conservative treatment.

Without the help of the system, even Qin Feng can feel that the other party's life has really come to an end.

This is not what our own castrated version of immortal wine can help. Moreover, none of the several immortal wines now is specially life-saving.

Mr. Lu and his wife, an elegant woman, stood outside the bedroom, but their faces were full of sadness.

Qin Feng looked at Mr. Lu and shook his head. He nodded again. The sad color on Mr. Lu's face was stronger, but he tried his best to look happy and walked into the bedroom.

Shaking your head means you haven't finished washing. Nodding means you can start.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan..." he gently called for a few words. When his daughter opened her eyes, Mr. Lu quickly put away all his sadness and said, "don't sleep, Xiaolan. You've been shouting to see boss Qin before. Come here!"

The little girl on the bed couldn't help opening her eyes and trying to look at the door.

At the door, Qin Feng looked at Miss Xue, who was also a little sad, and gently shook each other's hand to express comfort. Then he appeared the kind of indifferent smile on his face for a long time. He stood at the door, looked at the terminally ill girl inside and said, "I heard that a child wants to see me here? What do you think? Do you think I'm more handsome than the legend? "