My wife is number one in the world

After making up his mind, First Young Master Liu took a sip of the tea with his teacup, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

This Dong Fuyuan is just the shopkeeper of a restaurant, how could he know so much about what happened between those caravans.

Although restaurants, teahouses, inns, and wine shops are relatively well-informed, and they are the easiest places to inquire about information, the information he knows is too detailed, right?

Liu Mingzhi thought to himself for a moment, and became more and more curious.

"Brother Dong."

"Hey, brother, tell me."

Young Master Liu lifted the teapot on one side with a smile on his face, and leaned over to refill a cup of tea for Dong Fuyuan.

"Brother, I have a rather presumptuous question. I hope you can help me, brother."

Dong Fuyuan looked at Young Master Liu with a smile on his face, hesitantly fell silent for a while, and cheerfully picked up the teacup on the table.

"Brother, why don't you talk about the problem first.

If I know, brother, I can naturally explain one or two things to you.

On the contrary, brother, there is nothing I can do. "

Dong Fuyuan did not agree to Young Master Liu's request, but gave Young Master Liu an ambiguous answer, leaving enough room for himself.

He has lived for decades, and he is very clear about the reason why it is easy to get angry when you talk shallowly.
It was only the first time that he and First Young Master Liu met, and they talked about so many topics just now, which was already the limit between the two of them.

If there are more words, we can't continue to talk in depth.

Listening to Dong Fuyuan's ambiguous answer, First Young Master Liu understood Dong Fuyuan's thoughts without thinking at all.

However, there was no dissatisfaction in his heart.

There are as many words as there are friendships.

Looking at the whole world, no matter where you go, this is the rule.

Only a fool can do things that are simple and deep.

Young Master Liu caressed the tea cover in his hand, and swallowed the tea leaves between his teeth with a light smile.

"Brother Dong, you don't need to be nervous.

My brother, I mainly want to ask, about these things that happened between the caravans, big and small, how do you know so clearly, brother?

Although it is easy to hear all kinds of rumors in the restaurant, you shouldn't hear such details, right? "

Seeing that First Young Master Liu just asked a very common question, Dong Fuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried, worried that First Young Master Liu would ask some more sensitive questions.

Dong Fuyuan let out a silent breath, and casually put the teacup on the table.

"So, brother, you wanted to ask about this matter."

Liu Mingzhi nodded cheerfully: "Of course, I also ask Brother Dong to clear up my doubts."
Dong Fuyuan caressed the gray beard on his chin, squinted his eyes and remained silent for a long time, then heaved a long sigh.

"Ugh."

"Brother, the reason why I know so well, brother, is because a few years ago, I once held a small caravan in my hands.

Brother, the situations I told you are all things that I have personally experienced. "

First Young Master Liu was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly filled with astonishment.

"What? Those things just now are all your own personal experience back then, brother?"

Qi Yun, Huyan Yunyao, Yun Xiaoxi and their sisters, as well as Song Qing and others, like Liu Mingzhi, had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Seeing the surprised faces of Young Master Liu, Qi Yun, Song Qing and others, Dong Fuyuan let out a sigh of relief, smiled wryly and nodded.

"Yeah, these are my personal experiences back then."

Liu Mingzhi put down the teacup in his hand, and nodded with a clear expression.

"It is so, it is so.

Brother, what about Sifang Restaurant? "

"Hehehe, the situation is beyond our control. Therefore, we can only settle for the next best thing.

Fortunately, the old customers take care of them, and the business is not bad.

The money earned in one year is not much less than the money earned from running around with a caravan.

The most important thing is that it is still very stable, and there is no fear of life.

Brother, you came from Dalong to the Western Regions, you should also know what the road is like.

If you are unlucky and encounter bad weather such as sandstorms.

It's just better if the goods are gone, but I'm afraid I might lose my life if I'm not careful. "

First Young Master Liu slightly raised his eyebrows, and nodded with emotion.

"Brother, if you say you want to get out, get out and run a restaurant in this place. It's really bold."

Hearing Young Master Liu's praise, Dong Fuyuan waved his hands indifferently.

"Hey, dude, it's awesome, it's awesome.

What courage is not courageous, but it is just following the trend. "

"Brother Dong, be humble."

"By the way, brother, we've talked so much, but still don't know what you do for a living?"

"Silk, tea, spices, porcelain... and so on, and so on, my brother, I have dabbled in all of them."

As soon as Young Master Liu's words fell, Dong Fuyuan's expression changed slightly, and he punched him with surprise in his eyes.

"Hey, brother, my eyesight is stupid, I didn't see how powerful my brother is."

Seeing this, Liu Mingzhi waved his hands cheerfully.

"Oh, my brother was joking, my brother was joking.

A caravan with a mere hundred or so people is so powerful.

It's just a small fight, it's just a small fight, I'll make you laugh, brother. "

Dong Fuyuan nodded with a smile, and looked at Qi Yun, the three princesses, the sisters, and the little cutie's attire.

Then, he pretended to glance casually at the clothes of Song Qing, Liu Song, Du Yu and others.

Shu Brocade, Yun Brocade, Su Embroidery, Shu Brocade...Su Embroidery, Hunan Embroidery...

hiss.

Dong Fuyuan gasped silently, and calmly glanced at Young Master Liu who was sipping tea.

"Brother, you are really humble."

"Ah? Ah! Hahaha, small fights, small fights."

While Young Master Liu and the others were talking, a loud shout suddenly came.

The little second brother who greeted Liu Dashao and his party earlier led seven or eight little second brothers with trays to greet them with smiles on their faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the special dishes and fine wines you requested are here.

There are also a few hot dishes, which will be brought to you later. "
"Huh? Dad, why are you still here?"

Dong Fuyuan stood up cheerfully, looked at Young Master Liu and raised his hand to pat the second brother on the shoulder.

"Brother, let me introduce you, this is Dong Changlin, the son of a dog."

"Changlin, give you Uncle Liu and all the other uncles a salute."

When Dong Changlin heard his father's words, he was taken aback for a moment, but after realizing it, he immediately saluted Young Master Liu and his party with a smile on his face.

"My nephew, Dong Changlin, has met all of your uncles."

Young Master Liu closed the carved jade fan in his hand, smiled lightly and waved his hand.

"No gift, no gift."

Qi Yun, the Empress, Murong Shan and other beauties, as well as Song Qing, Liu Song and others also waved their hands with smiles on their faces.

"Nephew, there is no need to be too polite."

"Don't be too polite."

"Forget it, let it go."

"Thank you, uncles."

"Changlin, quickly sprinkle leeks for your uncles."

"Yes."

Dong Changlin nodded, and immediately turned around and waved to the seven or eight younger brothers behind him.

"Hurry up, serve the wine and the food."

When seven or eight younger brothers heard this, they immediately dispersed towards the table where Young Master Liu and the others were sitting with trays of food and wine in their hands.

Liu Mingzhi casually put the Wanli Jiangshan carved jade fan on the table, glanced at Dong Changlin with a faint smile, and then fixed his eyes on Dong Fuyuan with a strange expression.

"Brother Dong, this is your son?"

Seeing Young Master Liu's somewhat curious and slightly different expression, Dong Fuyuan gave Dong Changlin who was standing beside him helplessly.

"Brother, I made you laugh.

The rest of the dog is pretty good, but I can't stay idle.

For this reason, brother, I have nagged him a lot.

However, he always listens with one ear and speaks with the other.

He clearly promised well, but the next day... just...

Hi, I made you laugh. "

Dong Changlin curled his lips in depression when he heard his father's tone of complaints.

"Father, baby, can't I work harder?
It's better for me to be diligent than to wander the streets every day with nothing to do, or go to the place of fireworks to have a good time, right? "

Young Master Liu burst into laughter when he heard Dong Changlin's rebuttal to his father.

"Hahaha, hahaha, Brother Dong, nephew Xian is right.

It's better to be diligent than to do nothing.

Your son is so sensible, so you can have fun secretly. "

Young Master Liu shifted his eyes to Dong Changlin with approving eyes while speaking.

"Nephew, it's better to be more diligent, it's better to be more diligent!"

"Father, did you hear that, this uncle has already praised the child."

Dong Fuyuan glared at his son angrily, and looked at First Young Master Liu with a wry smile.

"Brother, brother, I didn't say that being diligent is not good.

The child is smart, diligent and capable, brother, I am too late to be happy.

It's mainly because of this rebellious son, he doesn't work hard in a serious place. "

"Oh? Where did you say that?"

Dong Fuyuan looked at Young Master Liu's puzzled expression, and glared fiercely at Dong Changlin, who was still looking somewhat complacent.

"Brother, you don't know, brother, I'm old.

Over the past few times, I have wanted to hand over the family business to Gouzi to take care of it more than once.

However, every time I bring up this topic, this bastard will talk about it and deliberately change the subject.

He doesn't take over a good family business, and insists on treating guests as the second brother.

This, this, you say, brother, can I not be angry? "

"Hahaha, brother, if you talk like this, I have nothing to say, brother."

"My dear guests, please use it slowly."

First Young Master Liu looked down at the delicious food and wine on the dining table, and waved to Liu Dong Fuyuan with a smile.

"Brother Dong, the food and drink are ready.

Come, come, let's have a few drinks together brothers. "

Hearing this, Dong Fuyuan immediately picked up the pipe on the table, and waved to First Young Master Liu with a smile on his face.

"No, no, brother won't bother you guys to eat."

"Hey, brother, what are you talking about, don't bother me.

Our old brothers agreed just now that when the food and wine are served, we will drink three glasses in a row. "

Dong Fuyuan put the pipe in his hand away from his waist, leaned forward and lifted the jug on the table, filled a glass of wine for First Young Master Liu and himself.

"Brother, just drink three cups in a row.

Later, brother, I still have some things to do later, it is really inconvenient to drink more.

This glass of wine, my brother, I will do it first as a respect.

In the future, when you sell all the goods and come to stay in my shop, brother, I will treat you to guests, and we brothers will have a drink together.

brother, please. "

Young Master Liu picked up the wine glass in front of him with a regretful expression, and gestured with a light smile.

"Brother Dong. Please."

"Brother, let me do it first."

"Drink it together."

After the glass of wine entered his throat, Dong Fuyuan gently put down the glass in his hand.

"Brother, all virtuous brothers, please use it slowly."

Liu Mingzhi put the wine glass on the table and nodded with a smile.

"Brother, you are busy first."

Dong Fuyuan punched happily, turned around and went straight to the backyard of the restaurant.

"Changlin, hurry up and prepare hot dishes for all the honored guests."

"Hey, here we come."

Qi Yun, Qi Ya, Qinglian and the other sisters looked at Dong Fuyuan and others who were going away, smiled and returned to their original positions and sat down.

After Liu Mingzhi took a bite of the cold dish with his chopsticks, he smiled lightly at Qi Yun, and Wenren Yunshu and his sisters waved.

"Use your chopsticks."

"Hey, thank you husband."

Dong Fuyuan lifted the curtain in front of him, and when he came to the backyard, he quickly grabbed his sleeves and frantically wiped the fine sweat that appeared on his forehead a few times.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

As if Dong Fuyuan didn't hear his son's question, after vigorously wiping away the fine sweat on his forehead, he let out a long breath.

"Willow? Willow?"

"Willow? Willow?"

"Impossible, impossible, he is so busy, how could he come to the Western Regions?"

"No, no, I have always heard people say that there is a noble concubine in the palace who is the current king of Gumo Kingdom."

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine, enter King Gumo."

"In this case, then he...then he..."

"Father, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay, maybe I'm thinking too much."

"Ah? What are you overthinking?"

"Nothing, nothing."

"It's alright, dad, it's good that you're fine, then I'll go to the kitchen to greet the hot dishes prepared for the guests."

Dong Changlin had just walked a few steps when Dong Fuyuan suddenly stretched out his hand to signal.

"and many more."

"Huh? Dad, what's the matter? What else do you need?"

"Chang Lin, I want to ask you for my father, the distinguished guest who spoke to my father just now, does his accent sound like our Dalong's accent?"

"Huh? Accent?"

Dong Fuyuan frowned, and gave his son a hard look.

"You bastard, what are you, answer my question quickly."

"Father, it's hard to say!"

"You bastard, what do you mean it's hard to say?"

"Father, that honored guest's accent is a bit mixed, it is said to be like Jiangnan's accent, but it is too unlike.

It is said that it is the accent of the capital, but it does not quite resemble it.

Sometimes, there are also the accents of the state capitals of various places in northern Xinjiang.

Occasionally, there is also a bit of an accent from the Shu area. "

Hearing the words before his son, Dong Fuyuan's expression became tense involuntarily.

However, when he heard Dong Changlin's words behind him, his expression suddenly froze.

"What? And the accent of Shu?"

"Yeah, sometimes I have a bit of an accent from the Shu area."

Dong Fuyuan's eyes immediately became tangled.

"The accent from the Shu region? The accent from the Shu region?"

"This? This? This?"

"I haven't heard of it either, which empress, Qiansui, is from Sichuan?

Could it be that the old man is really overthinking me? "

"Father, what are you muttering about?"

Having been interrupted by his son, Dong Fuyuan waved his hand angrily.

"It's nothing, you go to work first?"

"Hey, the child has passed first."

"Shu land, Shu land, is it true that I'm overthinking it?
People who do business, wandering around in different places, will inevitably pick up some accents of local people.

Maybe, I really think too much.

Yes, yes, he is so busy, how could he appear in the Western Regions?

However, whether it's him or not, when it's time to be cautious, you still have to be cautious.

After all, you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Be careful, there is no big mistake after all. "

Dong Fuyuan muttered to himself a few times, and walked towards his room with a tangled expression.

……

The next day.

Outside the gate of Sifang Restaurant.

After Young Master Liu got on his horse, he cheerfully punched Dong Fuyuan and his son who were standing outside the gate.

"Brother Dong, see you again by fate."

"Brother, see you again by fate."

"drive!"

"drive!"

Dong Changlin watched the sound of Liu Dashao and his group gradually going away, and frowned in amazement.

"My dear, in a caravan of about 40 people, there are at least [-] to [-] people on horses who travel thousands of miles a day and [-] horses at night.

Where did this caravan come from to be so extravagant! "

Dong Fuyuan looked at Young Master Liu and the others going away, and tidied up his robe with excitement in his eyes.

"The countries in the Western Regions are about to change."

"Huh? Dad, what are you talking about?"

Dong Fuyuan ignored his son's inquiry. After tidying up his robes, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed a few times in the direction that Young Master Liu and the others were going away.

"Grassman Dong Fuyuan, send off to His Majesty the Emperor, long live long live, long live long live."

"Hey, dad, what are you doing?"