Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"Meow." Xiao Qi resisted, but he had no choice but to watch.

Zhang Ming took a porcelain bowl and scooped out a bowl of wine from the wine jar.

The wine is not particularly clear, but a little cloudy, and there is only a little impurity floating in the wine, which is understandable.

Zhang Ming sniffed the aroma of the wine.

There is a rice fragrance, but there is also a fruity fragrance.

I took a sip.

Zhang Ming was stunned for several seconds, then he looked down at the wine in the bowl.

The taste of this wine is very complex, but each taste seems to be clearly divided.

It seems to be drinking fruit wine, it seems to be drinking rice wine, and it seems to have a floral fragrance.

"Excellent." Zhang Ming muttered.

Just a sip of wine into the throat, it feels like tasting all kinds of flavors.

[The host has tasted [Baiwei Liquor (Premium Boutique)], tasting progress: 5.6%]

"Baiwei wine, Baiwei, okay..." Zhang Ming murmured.

He was indeed amazed by the wine.

Speaking of which, the taste of this wine is not very good. The most surprising thing is that these miscellaneous flavors can be mixed so clearly when drinking.

The wine is hazy, it seems that hundreds of wines are mixed together, but they are all in their own right, well-organized, and they don't feel fancy.

This is not just a matter of wine, it is even related to people's sense of taste. Zhang Ming thought that if he drank to a certain level, the wine should have a different experience and taste.

[Changan area mission, mission progress (4/10)]

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Zhang Ming left the mansion in the afternoon.

He didn't want to stay in Chang'an City for too long, because there was a land fairy in the palace who was thinking about him, and he planned to leave as soon as possible after completing the regional mission.

At this time, Zhang Ming was not so free. Whenever he saw a place selling alcohol, he would go in and have a drink, and then leave after drinking.

Along the way, he took Xiao Qi through four restaurants and seven wine shops, and they all just took a sip before leaving.

Wine that meets the system requirements is hard to find, and Zhang Ming originally planned to try his luck.

Now it seems that his luck is not particularly good.

However, when he walked to the next tavern, he met the old beggar from the previous day.

"Have a jug of wine."

"Master, why are you here?"

"You are……"

"It's me, son."

Zhang Ming almost didn't recognize him when he met him.

The old beggar was dressed in the clothes of a mistress, and the stains on his body had already been washed clean. The only thing that hadn't changed was the smell of alcohol from his body.

"Hey, are you a mistress now?" Zhang Ming asked.

The old beggar smiled and scratched his head, and explained.

Last time after Zhang Ming said that the green plum wine was amazing, Mrs. Liu thought about opening a tavern to try. It happened that she had also saved a lot of silver over the years, and then she bought this place and turned it into a tavern. It happened that there were few people, so the old beggar came over and became the second child.

Today, it happened that the tavern was only open.

There was no fancy opening ceremony, and the door opened quietly.

As a result, there was no one in the tavern at all, and only Zhang Ming was here.

"Business is not very good." Zhang Ming said.

The old beggar sat down, nodded and said, "The door just opened, that's how it is, there's nothing you can do about it."

"Aunt Liu is the proprietress here?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Naturally." The old beggar nodded.

"Is she not there?"

"Ms. Liu went out to buy wine bowls, and she will be back soon."

"Yeah." Zhang Ming nodded, looked at the old beggar and said with a smile, "You have to be a good little girl."

The old beggar blushed, he understood what Zhang Ming meant.

"Speaking of which, you have been plotting for a long time." Zhang Ming joked.

"Wow, how dare you."

"Don't you dare? Dare you still hang around in front of others for more than ten years, and you still say that you have been plotting for a long time?"

"How dare you lie to your master." The old beggar sighed and said, "I really don't have the guts."

Zhang Ming looked at the old beggar and listened to his explanation.

The old beggar poured a glass of wine for Zhang Ming, shook his head and said, "I'm just a beggar, and no one looked at me when I walked on the street, and they all walked around the road."

"She is a few years younger than me. Although she is a widow, she is also a daughter of a good family. I am a beggar and I am worthy of others. I dare not harm her."

"I'm happy to see her happy."

"I don't dare to do anything else, let alone think about it."

Zhang Ming took a sip from the wine bowl on the table, and said, "Now you are no longer a beggar, what are you afraid of?"

The old beggar shook his head and didn't speak.

He always felt that he was not good enough for Mrs. Liu, and he only thought of himself as a beggar who no one wanted.

Zhang Ming looked at the old beggar with his head buried, and said, "Look back."

The old beggar turned his head.

Mrs. Liu held the wine bowl in her hand, covering her mouth with tears streaming down her face at some point.

The old beggar stared at Mrs. Liu in tears and was stunned for a long time.

pat.

The wine bowl was shattered.

The two look at each other with affection.

It's like dusk.

In the end, a good man is in his arms.

Chapter 255: Ome

That day, seeing the old beggar hugging Mrs. Liu, Zhang Ming didn't congratulate him, and left with Xiaoqi in his arms.

At a time like this, it's not good to interrupt.

The old beggar is really an old beggar. It has been more than ten years. Even in the old beggar's impression, more than ten years is just a moment.

I have traveled many roads, met many people, begged for half my life's silver, and luckily survived.

Live unrestrainedly, but also survived.

In the past at Qiaotou, the wine was good but not as good as the people, so that he would rather spend the money he begged for to buy wine, even if he was hungry for a few days.

The old beggar is fond of drinking, and the smell of alcohol has never dissipated from his body, but what he looks forward to most every year is always the green plums in autumn.

He is just an old beggar, and he knows that he is not good enough for that girl, so he can only stay by her side like this for more than ten years.

From the bridgehead to the alley.

Years have never diminished his warmth.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the lover wept.

At that moment, he finally forgot that he was just an old beggar.

When I think about it again, there is no chance of regret.

Days and 23 years.

Gan Qi in October is suitable for marriage.

The tavern, which had just opened for a short time, hung red cloths and pasted wedding papers on the windows.

The lover wears red clothes, and Lang crosses the ball.

It is the twilight years, and it is better than newly married.

Zhang Ming was invited to this tavern. Compared with the previous days, there were quite a lot more guests in the tavern, every table was filled with people.

They all came to drink wedding wine today.

"My lord!" shouted loudly.

Zhang Ming was invited to go forward and sit on the chair in the middle.

The old beggar had no relatives, and the heaven and the earth were his bed, so he could only ask Zhang Ming to witness the marriage for him.

Zhang Ming looked at the bride in red hijab and the old beggar in red, and sincerely wished them both.

Zhang Ming stood up straight and shouted, "Bow to heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

This love that has been waiting for more than ten years is finally complete.

"congratulations!"

"congratulations."

The drinkers congratulated one after another.

Congratulations to the son's marriage and the drinkers.

On that day, the old beggar got drunk and forgot the past, he forgot that he was a beggar in the past, he held his head high, and today he is the bridegroom.

The wedding wine on the table is full of green plums, and the drinkers are drunk and say congratulations.

Lovers get married.

After the drinkers had dispersed, Zhang Ming saw the drunk old beggar, cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations."

"Young master." The old beggar blushed slightly, hiccupped, presumably he had drunk a lot, and said, "I, never...never, have never been as beautiful as today."

The old beggar was very nagging and seemed to have a lot to say.

Zhang Ming smiled wryly and shook his head, urging him to hurry, the bride is still waiting.

After persuasion for a long time, the old beggar was persuaded.

Yes, today is the most beautiful day in his life.

Sitting in the tavern, Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and glanced at the tavern covered with red cloth.

He thought that the tavern didn't seem to have a signboard yet, so he glanced at the table, so he raised his sword and wrote a few words on the table. From then on, the tavern also had a signboard, with only two words - Qingmei.

Take it as a congratulatory gift.

For some reason, Zhang Ming felt a lot of emotion. This relationship seemed simple, but it made him, the listener of the story, feel very comfortable.

After returning to the mansion, Zhang Ming thought for a long time before he understood.

Maybe it's just because of two words.

--clean!

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