I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

Chapter 19

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The next day, the three of them went out drinking at night.

In fact, Wu Yuanyuan herself was not interested in drinking, but Pang Deyou was very happy when she heard about it. In the past few months here, he hasn't had much drink. In fact, it was not completely absent. The only time he had dinner with everyone and drank some beer, after one sip, he became prejudiced against the wines in this world.

"I'm really a little greedy. I wonder if there is any good wine. Even a few kilograms of burning knives will do!" Pang Deyou said, smacking his lips.

Finally, I contacted the tour guide from the previous day and asked about a good place. This is a private restaurant, located in a hidden location, and not many people know about it. The boss is not only a gourmet, but also a very good winer. He loves to keep good wines for himself to taste. When he is interested, he will take out the wine he brews and share it with his guests with a wine glass. Thanks to the taxi driver's knowledge, he led the three of them to this store through twists and turns. Otherwise, I really don't know if they would have been able to get there smoothly.

This private restaurant is located in a small courtyard. There was a park not far away, and it was only dinner time, and people were already jogging. There is no eye-catching signboard at the entrance of this courtyard. The white walls on both sides of the round arch are covered with ivy. On the right hand side, you can vaguely see a wooden sign with the words "Liaoyuan" written on it.

Walking into the bluestone road, there are several stone tables and chairs on the right hand side of the road. There are chess boards carved on the tables, which is very suitable for playing chess in your free time. There are three large tanks on the left side of the road. There are duckweeds and goldfish in them. The wind blows and water ripples on the surface of the large tanks. It feels comfortable to look at them. Going up three stone steps is the main entrance of the restaurant. Before reaching the door, a young woman wearing a light yellow and green cross-collar skirt has already opened the door and greeted her. Her mouthful of Jiangnan flavor in Mandarin is soft and glutinous.

After being taken to a seat by the window, the three of them looked at the place carefully. It is not a big hall, with about eight tables. There is a staircase behind the screen, leading to the second floor, and it should be able to accommodate more people. There are windows on three sides of the hall, and there is a large and exaggerated counter on one side, made of dark red wood with copper coin patterns carved on the side. The boss is really a simple and direct person. A blue cloth curtain next to the counter separates the front hall and the back hall. There are not many antique decorations in the hall. Instead, it is simple, yet makes people feel elegant and comfortable. The women who served were all wearing cross-collared skirts, but the men who were serving the dishes were all wearing gray shorts, just like the waiters in ordinary restaurants in Tianrong Kingdom. This made Guo Ming and Pang Deyou feel good about them.

After sitting down to order food, the three of them didn't know what to eat here, so they asked the woman who ordered food to recommend a few dishes according to their preferences. As soon as they made the order, Pang Deyou hurriedly shouted: "Good wine!" The woman covered her mouth and giggled for a long time. After recommending them to drink the 20-year-old Huadiao brewed by the owner, the woman who ordered the food was ready to leave. Before leaving, she heard Pang Deyou shout, "There is no rush to serve the food, the wine can be served first!"

Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties wearing glasses came over with a dinner plate. There were two plates of snacks on the plate, one plate of emerald green fresh boiled edamame, and one plate of soy red pickled radish strips. There is also a pottery-red clay altar, with the mouth of the altar covered with a lid wrapped in red cloth. The man came over with a smile and said to Pang Deyou: "Little brother, you are greedy for wine. You are in such a hurry that you have to drink it before the food is served! Come on, come on, try my home-brewed Huadiao. Two side dishes for you to drink with."

After saying that, he put down the side dishes, a jar of wine and a few pottery bowls, and nodded to them. Wu Yuanyuan said thank you, but Guo Ming and Pang Deyou habitually stood up and clasped their fists. The shop owner laughed, said it was interesting, and left first.

By the time all the dishes were served, the two of them had already finished the second jar. Pang Deyou smacked his lips and said: "This wine tastes good, soft and sweet in the mouth, but it's just not strong enough!"

Speaking of the dishes in this restaurant, they are really good. The fish with vinegar is delicious and the Longjing shrimp tea is fragrant and chewy. But Guo Ming’s favorite is the water shield soup. It is clean and refreshing, and the water shield is slippery when you drink it. In my stomach, I felt extremely comfortable. Wu Yuanyuan prefers to eat bamboo shoots, and she ate most of the plate of bamboo shoots. Everyone has almost eaten, but Pang Deyou is still a little regretful, "It would be better if the wine was stronger!"

"Hey, you can't tell, but it's quite drinkable! I've finished both jars!" The shop owner wearing glasses came over again.

"How's it going? Is the food still to your liking?"

"The food is very good! It's just that the wine you have here is a little too soft!"

"Oh, you like strong food? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come on, come on. I have the bulk Maotai that I just brought back from Maotai Town recently. Do you want to try it?"

"Strong"

"Hey, if it can be lit, do you think it's strong or not?"

"Come to the altar and try it!"

The woman in a skirt came over and cleared the table. After replacing a few cups of tea, she came over again carrying a jar of wine, three plates of appetizers and a few pottery bowls.

Wu Yuanyuan thanked her and stopped drinking. She picked up the tea and sipped it slowly. The shop owner sat in the empty seat next to Pang Deyou and filled the bowls for Guo Ming, Pang Deyou and himself. The three of them picked up the bowls, clinked them, and drank them all in one gulp.

"Comfortable!" Pang Deyou, who put down the bowl, exclaimed with satisfaction. It made the boss laugh. Guo Ming pursed his lips at the side. Just like that, the three of them chatted and chatted, and the jar of wine was finished after three or five strokes. After calling the waiter to bring two more altars, Wu Yuanyuan looked at Guo Ming with some worry.

"You guys, can you still drink? This wine is so strong, you might get drunk."

"It doesn't matter, I can drink all this wine by myself." Guo Ming comforted her.

Sure enough, the two jars of wine were drunk again in just a few rounds. The shop owner could tell that he was really happy. He talked more and more and laughed louder and louder. He kept calling the waiter to bring the wine and told them that all the drinks today were free of charge.

Wu Yuanyuan just watched silently as the three of them drank one jar after another. She still remembered to count at first. After the waiter came to clean up twice, she did not remember how many jars the three of them had finished. Anyway, there must be more than ten jars. It seemed that the shop owner became happier as he drank. Although the drinking speed slowed down, he never stopped talking. Wu Yuanyuan already knows how this store started and where the wine comes from. Now the store owner has begun to reminisce about his childhood. Guo Ming was on the side, drinking slowly, with no change in color on his face and his eyes still clear and bright. Seeing Wu Yuanyuan looking at her worriedly, she reached out and squeezed her hand to express comfort. After squeezing, she didn't let go. For no reason, Wu Yuanyuan's heart beat a few beats faster.

After listening to the store owner tell some tragic or funny stories about his childhood, Pang Deyou suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, what do you call miserable? Your family is in good hands and your relatives are still alive."

"I, my whole family was wiped out at that time!"

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