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Chapter 438 Who is the most beautiful?

Chapter 438 Who is the most beautiful?

At the moment, the atmosphere on the field is a little quiet.

Everyone looked at the two men surnamed Zhao, one big and one small, with bowls in their hands.

The former is holding the latter's wrist.

At this time, Zhao Rong frowned slightly, and said with a serious face:

"Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm not interested in men."

"..." Everyone.

"???" Zhao Xifu.

The atmosphere seemed to be turning upside down...

The unshaven shopkeeper hurriedly threw away someone who was wrong, like a hot potato.

He cursed and said, "Fuck you, labor and management don't like men, asshole..."

Well, I'm not interested in old men... Zhao Rong added a joke in his heart.

If a student surnamed Fan who was watching a play happily heard this, his complexion would change suddenly and his legs would be pinched.

"What's the order from Shopkeeper Zhao?"

Zhao Rong said politely with a smile, while shaking the bowl in his hand and retracting it into his sleeve.

Zhao Xifu was wiping his hands on his clothes with a disgruntled expression, and at this time he gave this boy who didn't play cards according to common sense a sideways look.

He glanced at the jug again, and after a while, said slowly:

"This is Ice Maiden Wine."

Zhao Rong thought about it, nodded, "I heard it."

Zhao Xifu folded his chest and pouted, wanting to speak.

"Little Zhao."

At this time, Bing Niang, who had been smiling and watching these young people eating, suddenly spoke and interrupted Shopkeeper Zhao.

She said seriously: "You promised me before."

Zhao Xifu shrugged helplessly, "I didn't tell him not to drink."

The stern-faced Bingniang smiled and nodded, "That's about the same, what I said must not be counted."

The next second, she suddenly turned her head and said softly:

"Mr. Zhao, you can drink as much as you want, he can't escape what he promised me."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "Thank you, sister Xia."

Bingniang smiled, she seemed to be very happy with this title, but she went on to say:

"But although this wine has a nonsense name, which collides with my sister and me, Xiao Zhao made it by himself after all, and I don't have the right to make decisions, and Xiao Zhao sometimes has some weird rules... Please take care of Mr. Zhao, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "Sister Xia is being polite, that's the reason."

What she said was polite and sincere, but after all she could tell the difference between insiders and insiders, and she was not the kind of ignorant woman whose arms were turned outward.

Zhao Xifu, who shrugged his eyelids, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly regained his energy.

He rubbed his hands together with a playful smile, "That's right, my wine, I'll set the rules. This glass of wine was begged for you by that girl named Qianer. Yes, but there is only one cup, and you can only drink it yourself, and you cannot transfer it to others."

Zhao Xifu paused, raised an index finger, turned it over, and pointed to his feet.

"This is the rule of Xia Chong Zhai. Once you enter here, you have to guard it obediently."

He stopped talking again, seemed to think for a while, and suddenly laughed heartily:

"Hahahaha rules, labor and management like rules the most, hahahaha rules are good things hahaha..."

The shopkeeper in gray clothes was holding his stomach, not knowing what he was thinking of, tears of laughter were on the verge of coming out.

Laughter echoed in the empty hall, as lonely and absurd as the ancient bronze bell hanging at the door.

Zhao Rong and everyone watched curiously.

"What kind of crazy are you, the guests are eating..." Until Bingniang couldn't stand it any longer, she frowned and put her hands on her hips to twist the flesh on Zhao Xifu's waist, the latter smiled and relaxed.

Shopkeeper Zhao, your condition is a bit serious... Zhao Rong muttered in his heart.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, pointed to the pitch-black jug, and said:
"What the shopkeeper means is that I can only have a drink. This is what Qian'er wants to come alone. No one else has it, and it can't be transferred?"

Zhao Xifu nodded his head.

Zhao Rong said sincerely: "Shopkeeper, I just heard some friends say about the rules here, saying that the Bingniang wine seems to have the effect of keeping the capacity, but I am a big man, what's the use of keeping the capacity?" ?”

He paused for a moment, glanced at the shopkeeper with a somewhat unkempt beard, and then at Xiao Qian'er who was pulling his sleeve and frowning and shaking his head.

Zhao Rong smiled, and patted Xiaoqian'er's hand under the table, knowing her sincerity.

Isn't it because she is afraid that her brother Rong'er will gradually become a bearded uncle like this shopkeeper Zhao? The most important thing is that she and Qing Jun have a long life, and their green silk and beauty are still the same.

It's not about refusing to live together, but...to grow hair together, the most important thing is...Together.

Moreover, Xiaoqian'er and Qingjun are also probably worried that when he ages alone, he will feel uncomfortable facing the young Qingmei.

No matter how open-minded and magnanimous a man faces this matter, he will probably feel disappointed and frustrated.

So for the meal before leaving tonight, the lady and Qian'er chose here for a hidden meaning, probably just to get a glass of the ice lady wine right now?

Zhao Rong thought to himself.

At this time, facing the eyes of Qian'er and Niangzi quietly.

Zhao Rong nodded and admitted: "Well, well, it's still useful."

Under the eyes of everyone, he reached out to pick up the jug and pour wine while talking.

Zhao Xifu didn't stop him this time, and allowed Zhao Rong to pour a glass, but the man in charge curled his lips and said disdainfully after hearing the words this time:

"Bingniangjiu is beautiful? Those people outside said? Heh, how many years has it been? Wangque Mountain is still full of ignorant people. The guys who have entered the store these years have become more and more boring. They can chat as much as possible." Sex, only one and a half, my saliva has faded out..."

He waved his hands in a disinterested manner, and muttered: "Okay, you can use it as a wine for beauty, and this is only one cup..."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and silently memorized these words, but at this moment he didn't ask any further questions, and suddenly said:
"but."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the wine glass in his hand and shook his head, "I won't drink this glass of wine."

As a big man, he drank this kind of beauty-preserving thing, and he still wanted to lose face in front of so many women. After returning home at night, he would probably be laughed to death by a certain sword spirit. Well, he might have started laughing now.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

He glanced at the little Qian'er who was biting his lip, and asked, "Master Zhao, Qian'er asked for this glass of wine, can she choose another person..."

"No."

"No."

Two voices of opposition sounded in the hall almost simultaneously, interrupting Zhao Rong's words.

One sentence was said by Zhao Xifu, and another sentence...Zhao Rong frowned and turned his head, looking down.
The wayward little Qian'er who picks up rice.

Zhao Xifu raised his legs and waved his index finger at him, deliberately saying:
"No, you are bound according to the rules. You drink it quickly, and you will pour it out if you don't drink it. It's a bit of a grind. Hurry up. Xia Chong Zhai has no time to store or transfer it for you."

Xiao Qian'er nodded, she held the bowl, and whispered: "Yes, drink it quickly, don't waste it. This is fine wine, not bitter medicine. Well, if you want sugar, I have it too..."

She narrowed her eyes, muttered, and looked away at the same time, not looking at Brother Rong who was frowning.

This is a rare time for the little girl to disobey Zhao Rong and "share the same hatred" with outsiders.

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while, and said calmly: "I have been bound according to the rules? Then may I ask if there are other rules that I don't know about, and I can contact and bind and transfer her?"

"Oh?" Zhao Xifu raised his eyebrows, nodded and admitted, "That's true, but..."

He looked up and down the young Confucian scholar who was somewhat disliked, and sneered, "Are you sure you want to try? Well, according to the rules, those guys who used to beg for drinks had to chat with labor and management. I only pour wine when I think it’s interesting.”

Zhao Shif dun, shaking the jug, "Your hypocrisy doesn't want to drink, you want to transfer, this is the first time labor and management have encountered this situation, um, I don't make things difficult for you, then answer me a small question, it's quite simple .”

When he said the last few words, the shopkeeper looked very sincere.

Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Xifu and nodded calmly.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help it. Does this question seem so simple?Obviously to embarrass my husband.

She wanted to speak, but someone spoke faster than her.

"Ziyu, why can't a man drink Zhuyan wine, besides, it's also the kindness of Miss Qian'er. Good wine can be missed, but a beautiful woman can't bear it. Why refuse?"

Zhu Yourong smiled lightly, shook her head, and picked up a chopsticks dish for Su Xiaoxiao by the way.

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at the female academy gentleman brought by her husband, pursed her lips, and said softly to Zhao Rong: "Mr. Zhu is right."

Su Xiaoxiao also wanted to persuade Zhao Rong, but it was inconvenient to speak out at this time, so she bit her chopsticks with her white teeth, nodded her head, and agreed with everyone.

Afterwards, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying also spoke a few words of persuasion.

Zhao Rong looked at the crowd quietly, without saying a word, then turned his head and said directly to Zhao Xifu:
"A simple little question... Well, shopkeeper Zhao, please ask."

Zhao Xifu looked at him with a smile, "Are you sure? If you can't answer later, the glass of wine that the girl begged for will be gone."

Zhao Rong took a bite out of the bowl, squinted his eyes, and glanced at him, as if he was talking nonsense about you.

Seeing this, Zhao Xifu hummed a few times.

Immediately, he stretched his fingers around the table to count the girls, and asked jokingly:

"There are so many women tonight...who do you think is the most beautiful?"

Zhao Rong suddenly felt bad... this question...

Sure enough, the next second, the field suddenly fell into silence.

The girls who wanted to persuade them again shut their mouths one after another.

Immediately afterwards, their gazes began to vaguely glance at someone...

Those eyes that are floating here and there seem to be saying: Yes, it is indeed a simple question, a one-sentence matter, just tell the truth.

Zhao Rong: @!#$%^&*([email protected]#@…? ? ?
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