My wife is number one in the world

"Go slowly." Lu Xuan had no intention of seeing off the guests, and responded coldly.

After paying the bill, Mo Qingfeng and the three of them walked away.

But after walking a few steps, Mo Qingfeng came back again, approached Lu Xuan with a low voice and said with a smile: "Captain Lu, I hope you can become my opponent in the competition for the captain of Team Xuanyuan. I hope that when the time comes, you won't let me Disappointed! You are running out of time, only 25 days, if you can improve your strength, just mention it!"

Lu Xuan didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Mo Qingfeng, and silently accepted his almost challenging words.

He is the original captain, and he will definitely accept no fewer challenges in the future. One more Mo Qingfeng is not too much, and one less is not too many.

"Goodbye, my strength is the seventh level of concentration, see you next time in the army!" Mo Qingfeng made a goodbye gesture, turned around and laughed, and really left.

Looking at his gradually disappearing back, Lu Xuan, who had been silent for a long time, murmured two words: "I'm sick!"

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Chapter 226 When the Book Comes to Use, I Hate Less

Chapter 226 When the Book Comes to Use, I Hate Less

Welcome guests, the restaurant closest to Gongyuan with the most complete drinks.

It was also here that Liu Mingzhi met Hu Yanyu in the past, and they had a good time drinking and chatting with each other here.

The shopkeeper who greeted the guests looked at Young Master Liu with a happy face and immediately came out to greet him: "Master, why are you here? Do you want to drink!"

Liu Mingzhi rubbed his nose resentfully: "When I was wronged... Come get some wine and take me to the wine store to have a look."

"Okay, this subordinate will lead the way for the young master, young master, your side......" The shopkeeper looked at Wan Yang hesitantly: "Young master, outsiders are not allowed to enter the wine storehouse!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Wan Yang, Wan Yang didn't say a word, but he said clearly, you can do what you want, I want to be fair and just.

"This is my best friend, with a clean identity, it doesn't matter."

Although the shopkeeper was in a difficult situation, the eldest and young masters of his own family nodded, so he couldn't be too obstructive. After all, he was the second member of the Liu family, so he still had some rights.

Not long after, Young Master Liu's wails could be heard from the wine storehouse of the Welcome Restaurant from time to time.

"Brother Wan, don't look at the price of this thousand-mile incense, but it's actually not good at all. Really, you have to trust me."

Wan Yang held the 20-year-old Qianlixiang in his hand: "This Qianlixiang is a tribute wine in the Kingdom of Jin, and it is very valuable. Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant, will you?"

"How is it possible? Come... let's have a small altar. This wine has a strong aftertaste. If you drink too much, you will get a headache."

"There are so many people, how can a small altar be enough, three altars are enough, Brother Liu, don't forget what you said earlier, let me drink to my heart's content."

"Three...three big altars, are you ready to drink?"

"If you can't drink it, just walk around, if you don't, brother Liu, don't worry."

"Brother Wan, listen to me. If you want to say that the 20-year-old Zhuyeqing is relatively pure, the taste of the 50-year-old has changed after a long time. It doesn't taste good at all. Really, you have to believe me."

"The wine gets better with age, it doesn't matter, I don't mind if the taste changes a bit, and I don't think Master Qi will care about it either."

"Okay...Okay, but if you keep this wine for a long time, it may spoil your stomach, just come to a small jar and let brother Yan taste the wine!"

"Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries, will you?"

"Of course... no... no, Liu is also for your own good!"

"Thank you Brother Liu for your kindness, but if there is a problem with drinking, it has nothing to do with Brother Liu. The 50-year-old Zhuyeqing will also come to the three altars."

"Have you finished drinking?"

"Walking around."

"Brother Wan, Daughter Red is the wine buried by the girl's parents when she got married, and the wine she drank when she went out at the age of cardamom. The wine of more than ten years is the most reasonable and the most beautiful wine. The taste is unique. The 30-year-old daughter red and the 50-year-old daughter red are not good at all. If you think about an old girl who has not been married for 30 or 50 years, can the wine taste good? How sad."

"Walk around!"

"Brother Wan, this Dukang wine......"

"Walking around!"

"Brother Wan, this horse is falling..."

"Walking around..."

"Brother Wan, this Xinghua Village......"

"Walking around!"

"Brother Wan, this champion red..."

"Walk around..."

Young Master Liu walked out of the wine storehouse with ashen face, surrounded by servants carrying wine jars and an excited Wan Yang.

The shopkeeper who greeted the guests also stood aside with a miserable expression, watching the drinkers coming in and out.

In the main hall, Liu Mingzhi looked at the shopkeeper who kept pulling the abacus with trembling lips: "How much...how much?"

The shopkeeper also looked at Young Master Liu tremblingly and said a number with an unnatural expression: "Three thousand 120 taels?"

"How much?" Young Master Liu stared fiercely at the shopkeeper with his mouth open.

"Three thousand five hundred taels!"

"Three...thousand taels, where is the fucking Landlord?"

"Brother Liu, you won't be reluctant..."

"That's right, I just can't bear it, 3000 taels, do you think it's dozens of taels of silver? 3000 taels of silver can smash you to death, and the people in Jinling City spend only 30 taels a year. This is already a wealthy family, 3000 taels, you just kill me."

Wan Yang also looked a little unnatural. She thought that the wine was only a few hundred taels of silver at best. She had lived in the palace since she was a child and grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth. There is no concept of prices. I don't know how much food it costs to make wine in an era when there was so little food in ancient times. Naturally, wine will not be cheap.

But I never expected it to be worth 3000 taels of silver.

Ordinary drinks are nothing more than a few pennies, and you can drink a few cups for a few pennies, but none of the wines ordered by Wan Yang are wines that are less than 20 years old, which means that when these wines were born, Young Master Liu was still young. A little tadpole, can he not feel distressed?

"I didn't do it on purpose, at worst, at worst, I'll pay you half of the money!"

"Pay!"

Wan Yang has long since lost that aloof aura, like a child who has done something wrong with his head lowered: "No...no!"

"If you don't have money, you say a hammer, then move down the wine and exchange it for wine!"

Wan Yang Cong Baiyu pointed to the door: "Let's go... let's go!"