Warm tea and wine

Rolls, golden silk milk banana, auspicious banana and shrimp balls.Afternoon tea, banana milkshake, banana ice cream...what is it for! ! !

"Axi, I think you can put the rest of the bananas in the space, they won't spoil anyway." Gu Jiuran sat at the table and looked at the table of yellow, his face also turned yellow. Who can still eat it!

"That's fine, it's just this table?" Wen Meiren was distressed, who will eat this table?Anyway, I don't want to eat it.

"Call Shi Xiaonian and Yuan Qingqing over here, Yuan Qingqing likes to eat bananas the most." Gu Jiuran felt dark.

Wen Xi immediately applauded.

The two unscrupulously found Shi Xiaonian and Yuan Qingqing and invited them to a banana feast, then slipped out shopping with porridge in their arms.

As for the banana god, let the two of them worry about it.If Shi Xiaonian hadn't quit halfway, the [-] kilograms of bananas might still be his.

Gu Jiuran thought so unscrupulously.

The author has something to say: This is my spoof, spoof... Sasha is out! ! !

37

37. Special items...

Gu Jiuran and Wen Xi go shopping.

With the No. [-] porridge in the oil bottle, the invisible No. [-] sweet spring.

Gu Jiuran is well aware that there are many antique shops in O City, and it is really a good idea to take his beloved to visit the antique shops.

Wen Xi loves antiques, so buy antiques with him, a wise saying that prescribes the right medicine!

Gu Jiuran made a small calculation, and didn't mention that he had inquired about the antique shop in O City with Fatty Yu in advance. Zhonggou just thoughtfully held an umbrella that he didn't need to shade Wenxi, and took Wenxide's hand seven times. Baguai walked into a dark little shop.

It's like a ghost shop - Congee Congee silently slanders.

The door is closed, the door is the kind of wooden door that is very rare nowadays, and it can be moved piece by piece, with that kind of very rare copper buckle on it, which has already turned green.Gu Jiuran looked at the thick layer of dust on the window sill in front of the door, and regretted it for a while.Fatty Yu was really unreliable.

"Plop!" A piece of wooden door fell to the ground like that. Amidst the dust, a fat man stood behind the fallen wooden door and rushed towards him, waving a broom: "Look out, little thief!"

Wenxi Gu Jiuran's congee and porridge included Gan Quan's forehead, and a drop of sweat suddenly appeared, and then quickly dodged.

The middle-aged man was so fat, he rolled over like a ball, and took a breath with his broom in his arms: "You young people, don't try to steal my store!" He said as if he was about to pounce again.

Gu Jiuran stood unobtrusively in front of Wenxi, put away his umbrella and pointed at the fat man: "Sir, it's just that business can't be done with righteousness, let alone we haven't bought anything yet."

The fat man confronted Gu Jiuran with a big broom, he said suspiciously: "How do you want me to believe you? You're doing nothing and dangling around the back door of my shop with a deceitful face!"

Wen Xi: "..." This land doesn't belong to you...

Congee Congee: "..." So arrogant...

Gan Quan: "..."... really speechless...

Gu Jiuran: "...Boss Yu introduced me, my surname is Gu." After all, Fatty Yu knew someone who was fat and bisexual, and this is actually the fat man at the back door...

The fat man immediately seemed to be possessed by a ghost, dropped the broom in his hand, rubbed his hands back and forth, and instantly looked like a little daughter-in-law.

Gu Jiuran looked at the fat man's actions which were not the same as that of fat man Yu, and remained silent.

"Hi, this is Mr. Gu. Fatty Yu called me two days ago, saying that his big client is here—my surname is Ji, you can call me Fatty Ji!"

Wen Xi: See how even this opening line looks so much like Fatty——

Congee Congee: He is a lizard demon, he changes his face so quickly...

Ganquan: ...

Gu Jiuran: Ji Yuan will cry...if Ji Yuan becomes like this in 40 years, Yuan Yingying calls him that...Suddenly, Gu Jiuran felt a chill.

"This is the back door. It's damp, cold and overcast. It's better to go through the front door. There's a lot of moss here, so be careful and slippery—" Fatty Ji didn't finish his sentence, and Wen Xi felt his feet slipping. It was placed together by this greasy moss.

A strong arm tightly wrapped Wenxi's waist, holding Wenxi and preventing Wenxi from getting close to the ground.

Then Queen Wen felt the warm and moist air flow into her cochlea: "Don't be so careless, Ah Xi."

Wen Xi felt that his face must be blushing.He tightened his hand holding Congee, stretched the poor Congee until he rolled his eyes, and turned his head away from Gu Jiuran, but the pink and seductive earlobe was like a pink and tender flower, tremblingly blooming on Gu Jiuran's face in the eyes.

I really want to lick it.A loyal dog licks his lips.

A certain loyal dog suddenly hated Fatty Ji, who was in the way. If he hadn't been there, he would have given Wen Xi a deep kiss unscrupulously—it's no wonder that the shy and awkward Wen Xi would give him a kiss with this big light bulb here!

But it's okay if you can't kiss Lala's little hand, right?

Gu Jiuran took Wenxi's little hand, held it tightly and refused to let go, and followed Fatty Ji to the front door on the bluestone carved floor without saying a word.

Fatty Ji really didn’t talk nonsense, the front door of his store is really good, the red plaque and golden lacquer signboard are "Zhibaozhai" three big characters, under the plaque is a carved door, engraved with Jinzhi Jinyun various gods, I don't know how many times more magnificent than the back door.

Fatty Ji brought Gu Jiuran and Wen Xi into the lobby, invited them to sit in armchairs, and served two cups of fragrant tea.

Gu Jiuran played with the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, and looked at the furnishings in the room.

There are a lot of antiques on the red sandalwood shelf, beautiful but beautiful, but unfortunately there are mixed fish and dragons, it is really difficult for most people to tell the real from the fake, of course, the so-called most people do not include Wenxi and his group.

Wen Xi sipped the hot tea slowly without breaking a drop of sweat.

Porridge stood on the carpet and played with his tail, chasing his tail had a lot of fun.

As for Gan Quan, he followed Porridge hard, for fear that he would turn his head around and expose his little chrysanthemum.

Wen Xi drank half a cup of tea and handed the cup to Gu Jiuran.

Gu Zhonggou immediately took it and put it on the coffee table beside him.

"I'm here this time. I want to see some good stuff. I'll trouble you, Boss Ji." As soon as Queen Wen opened her mouth, Fatty Ji knew who was in charge. After contacting Gu Jiuran for his doggy behavior, Fatty Ji strengthened his resolve. Thinking, squeezed the two lumps of fat on his face with a smile, said hello, and went to the back of the antique rack to get things.

Then two strong and strong men came out with two wooden plates covered with red silk in their hands, bent down and presented them to Wen Xi for him to look at.

Wen Xi reached out and stroked the various objects on the wooden tray, and shook his head after feeling that there was no aura: "Boss Ji is bullying us, thinking we don't know the goods? None of these will work."

Fatty Ji knew that he was a smart guy when he heard it, and he was embarrassed to take out his "blood jade" that grew in the pig's trotters. come out.

Fatty Ji rubbed his palms on his trousers, pulled out a key from his clothes, carefully opened the wooden box, took out a small snuff bottle, and handed it to Wen Xi with both hands.

Wen Xi looked at it and shook his head: "It's from the late Qing Dynasty, the material is not high-quality, and the workmanship is also average." The most important thing is that it has no aura.

"Then what about the Han Eight Swords of the Han Dynasty?" Fatty Ji took back the snuff bottle and handed over a rough warrior portrait, "This age is enough, absolutely old."

Wen Xi shook his head: "I don't like such rough things."

Gu Zhonggou nodded immediately, his queen should sit on the silk cushion and play with the delicate and warm beautiful jade and fine porcelain, not this rough and rough Han Badao - this will hurt Axi's tender skin.

Gu Jiuran said: "Okay, Boss Ji, do you have anything special here? If not, we'd better leave."

"Don't, don't—" Fatty Ji sat down on the mahogany box, panting from exhaustion.

"I, I still have the treasure of the store!" Fatty Ji stood up, glanced at Wenxi and Gu Jiuran strangely, and muttered:

"Special? Young people like these tunes these days—"

The two big men immediately moved away the two red-lacquered wooden boxes, Gu Jiuran stood up, and Wen Xi immediately followed Fatty Ji with porridge in his arms.

Fatty Ji led the two of them around the bogu shelf and went up to the second floor. Fatty Ji's chubby body swayed in front of Wenxi like a tumbler.When walking up the stairs, Wen Xi and Gu Jiuran almost suspected that he might roll down the stairs at any time, so Gu Jiuran kept walking in front of Wen Xi, blocking the crumbling human rolling stone.

Fatty Ji tremblingly climbed to the second floor, panting like a cow, opened a cabinet, opened a carved cabinet, took out a brocade box and handed it to Gu Jiuran: "This is the special one! A few days ago a woman came to me This was given to me, it is absolutely special!"

Wen Xi felt bursts of aura flowing out of the box, so he immediately urged Gu Zhonggou with his eyes.

Gu Jiuran nodded slightly and opened the box.

Congee Congee also poked his head out of Wenxi's arms, his small eyes rolled around, wanting to find out.

The lid was opened, and Wen Xi's expression cracked instantly.

Porridge's eyeballs are about to fall out.

Gu Jiuran weathered.

Wen Xi immediately reacted and covered Congee Congee's eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Don't look at this, you will be blind."

It turned out that the so-called special thing in that box was nothing but a double-headed pestle—that is, the OOXX tool of the ancient lesbians...

This thing is really special - at least it's not appropriate to sell this thing to two men