Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 337 Zhang Qi
A dark cloud floated in the sky, blocking the half crescent moon hanging high in the sky, making the earth even darker.

The grape trellis is set up in the center of the yard, and the luxuriant leaves block out the starlight, making the place even more depressing.

Qiao Mu sat on the stone bench under the grape arbor, listening to the chirping of insects and the occasional barking of dogs, his mood was always calm.

He picked up the bottle and filled two glasses.

A slanting shadow followed the dim and mottled starlight to his feet, and soon a figure passed by and sat opposite him.

The man reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, drank the beer in the glass, and said, "Actually, I prefer to drink Yan beer."

Qiao Mu raised his head and looked at Zhang Qi in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Qi was wearing a gray shirt, and there was a faint complex look on his slightly thin face.

He put down the cup in his hand, and said: "I have heard people say that in the first few years of Yan Beer's establishment, because there were people in the central government, it developed rapidly with the support of the government."

"It's just that the market has become more and more open these years. The former group of people have resigned. The big bosses of the state-owned enterprises have not changed their minds. The restructuring has slowed down, so that sales have become worse and worse in recent years."

Zhang Qi took the wine bottle and filled it up for himself, and said: "In the past few years, you could still drink Yan Beer when eating out, but now you can rarely buy it in Dingbei City."

Qiao Mu took a sip of his wine, looked at Zhang Qi, and asked with a smile, "Are you implying something to me?"

Zhang Qi's expression froze slightly.

He looked directly at Qiao Mu and said seriously, "Although I will definitely become your brother-in-law in the future, if you really do something illegal, I won't help you."

"Really?" Qiao Mu said disapprovingly, "You are quite confident."

He suddenly felt that this guy was straightforward and cute.

Zhang Qi didn't care about the inexplicable ridicule behind Qiao Mu.

After hesitating for a while, he finally nodded resolutely and said: "If you have done something wrong, I hope you can restrain yourself as soon as possible and make up for it before it is too late."

Qiao Mu sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Qi asked.

"What do you think of my family?" Qiao Mu asked.

Zhang Qi frowned.

After a while, he said slowly: "Uncles and aunts are very enthusiastic..."

"No, I'm not talking about this, but about the environment of my family, such as money and so on."

Zhang Qi's frown deepened. He glanced at Qiao Mu and said, "I've heard people talk about your winery today... What do you mean by asking this?"

"You may not know," Qiao Mu said with a smile, "Two years ago, my family was still impoverished. In order to earn tens of dollars, my dad even helped people unload cement and do manual work..."

Zhang Qi silently lowered his head.

Thinking back carefully, it seemed that Qiao Mu was not talking nonsense.

According to the information he inquired, Joe's Tavern also emerged two years ago.

Although Qiao's father and mother looked young, the wrinkles on their faces and the white hair on their heads could not be faked.Moreover, the calluses on the hands of the two of them were very thick, and it would not have been possible if they hadn't worked hard for a long time.

What's more, he knew that there were obvious calluses on Qiao Mengxi's slender palms.

If the Qiao family had always been so rich, this would not have happened.

Zhang Qi looked at Qiao Mu suspiciously.

Qiao Mu shrugged his shoulders and said, "You may have misunderstood some things. Even the Qiao's Tavern is not in my hands."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zhang Qi's mind, and he asked, "You mean the Tang family?"

"Tang family" is the deepest level of information he can get.

But when he thought about this, he felt a little weak.

Not to mention himself, even if his father hadn't retired, he wouldn't dare to go against the Tang family.

"No," Qiao Mu shook his head, "Even the Tang family, including my uncle, are actually one person's chess pieces."

Zhang Qi was startled, secretly thinking that he might hear some great news.

"Who?" he blurted out.

Qiao Mu looked around pretending to be nervous.

He bent his back, approached Zhang Qi, and said mysteriously, "It's an old Taoist priest."

"No one knows his name, but he is really powerful." Qiao Mu said with a look of lingering fear, "He knows many people above, and I just help him with things."

Zhang Qi looked puzzled, and then became suspicious.

"If you don't believe me, you can inquire about it..." Qiao Mu said, "However, he didn't let me do anything illegal. You should be able to investigate this."

Zhang Qi thought for a while, it seemed that after investigating so much information, there was indeed no record of Qiao Mu doing bad things on his own initiative.

"If what you said is true, why did you help him?" Zhang Qi asked.

Qiao Mu said: "He claimed to be my uncle's friend, and asked me to help him sell some wine."

"But then..." Qiao Mu paused for several seconds.

"What happened later?" Zhang Qi asked curiously.

"Later..." As soon as Qiao Mu opened his mouth, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.

boom!
Suddenly, an inexplicable force came from the wine glass that Zhang Qi had already held, and with a "bang", the glass finally flew out of his palm and fell to the concrete floor in the middle of the yard, becoming shattered. .

The leaves on the vines stopped shaking, and the air was deadly still.

Zhang Qi's face turned slightly pale, he opened his mouth, and finally fell silent.

After a full 3 minutes, he looked at the wine bottle placed on the stone table, and there were fine cracks on the surface.

When he looked at it, the wine bottle also slammed into pieces.

"I'll get another bottle of wine." Qiao Mu got up and said.

"I'll get it." Zhang Qi said first.

Seeing the back of Zhang Qi leaving, Qiao Mu smiled slightly.

That wind had nothing to do with him, it was just caught by him in advance.

As for the falling wine glass and the shattering of the wine bottle, they were all made of trees with thoughts.

Because of his daily practice, his control over the power of mind has reached a very strong level.

Zhang Qi didn't know this, and combined with what Qiao Mu said before, he couldn't help thinking of some frightening things.

"Finally, I can find something for this guy to do." Qiao Mu thought to himself.

Not long after, Zhang Qi came over with two bottles of beer.

The two were drinking, this time Zhang Qi didn't dare to mention the so-called "old Taoist" anymore, instead he tentatively inquired about the situation of "Joe's Tavern".

Qiao Mu selectively told him some stories, and naturally mentioned "Dragon's Blood Wine", "Scream" and "Colossus".

About these three kinds of miraculous fermented rice, Zhang Qi had heard of them before, but he never believed them, but after experiencing the unscientific scene before, he gradually became interested.

After finishing the two bottles of wine, the dark clouds in the sky parted and the faint moonlight poured down.

"It's time to sleep." Qiao Mu got up and said.

"Good night." Zhang Qi waved to Qiao Mu.

His mood was very different from before.

"Old Taoist priest... I must find out who you are!" Zhang Qi's eyes flickered with stubbornness.

(End of this chapter)