Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1406 Traces
The woman in the turban had an apron tied around her waist and held a bamboo wine scoop in her hand, as if she was called by someone on the way to work.

She stood by the table with her eyes down, without saying a word, looking a little dull.

"Girl, this is the person you are looking for."

The shop waiter flattered Ying Baoyue, glanced contemptuously at the woman standing at the table, and waited for Ying Baoyue's voice of questioning loudly.

After all, how could the shochu, which is so famous in Nanyang, be brewed by a mere village woman?
However, Ying Baoyue looked at the woman fixedly, and said softly, "I see, go get busy."

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ying Baoyue unwillingly, and finally left under the impatient cries of other customers.

The woman turned around when Ying Baoyue said that she was busy, but a soft voice came from behind.

"It's not about you, girl, please stop, I have something to ask you."

The woman in the turban froze for a moment, turned around stiffly, and buried her head lower.

The food and drinks in Zuixianlou are not cheap, and the only ones who can come in are high-ranking officials and dignitaries. They are untouchables who sometimes lose their eyes if they look at it too much.

It's just that many years ago, the nobleman she met was obviously not like this.

The woman bowed her head obediently, pressing down the memory in her heart a little deeper.

Because this dream-like memory will only make her current life difficult.

"Miss, what's the matter?" She stumbled and asked, "Woman..."

"Are you married?" Ying Baoyue asked in a daze.

The woman stroked the bun she combed back from her head, and replied, "Yes..."

She hesitated and asked, "Miss, are you looking for my nephew?"

Ying Baoyue shook her head, "No, I'm here to find you."

She stared deeply at the woman in front of her who dared not look up, "I'm looking for the person who made this wine."

The woman lowered her head, opened her eyes slightly, and clenched the bamboo wine scoop in her hand, "This, this is my nephew..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but was interrupted by Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue picked up the wine bowl on the table, took a sip, and said softly, "Isn't it too much to add water to the burning knife, You Niang?"

The woman was frozen all over, and even forgot the rule of lowering her eyebrows and obediently, and suddenly looked up at the girl sitting at the table.

Her whole body seemed to have been hit by a huge shock, and the expression on her face changed complicatedly, from stunned, hopeful and then flustered.

"Noble, noble, folk women don't understand these things, folk women just..."

"I didn't mean to blame you," Ying Baoyue said warmly, "The burning knives on the Great Wall of Eternal Night are indeed too strong for those who can't blow the wind and sand."

The Great Wall of Eternal Night.

The female winemaker was hit by these four words, and her whole body went limp.

"This this……"

She grinned, but laughed and shed tears again.

"The Great Wall of Eternal Night? Hahaha..."

Ying Baoyue walked to her side and helped her up, "Don't worry, I pulled up the barrier, and most people can't hear the words between us, but you are a bit eye-catching when you sit on the ground."

Just when Ying Baoyue helped her to sit on the opposite chair, the woman grabbed her wrist.

The originally submissive eyes were suddenly full of hostility, "Who are you?"

The change in expression at this moment made it impossible to imagine that she was an ordinary woman who was called around by the waiter in the shop fifteen minutes ago.

The woman stared proudly into Ying Baoyue's eyes, and whispered, "Are you from Xirong or Northern Wei?"

"Are you here to catch me?"

Ying Baoyue didn't speak, but just looked at her.

The woman stared into Ying Baoyue's eyes, looked at her, and suddenly her body trembled slightly, and the trembling became more and more intense. The woman reached out to touch Ying Baoyue's face, groping eagerly.

"Wait, you can't touch this."

Ying Baoyue let go of her and returned to the table. If she continued to touch like this, her human skin mask would be pulled off by this person.

"It seems that Duoduo and the others are right," Ying Baoyue touched his eyes, and looked at the woman opposite with staring eyes, "Is it really similar?"

Even when she was wearing a mask, they could always recognize her eyes.

"Master Duoduo?" The woman repeated in a daze, "Are you really..."

"It seems that you have really disarmed and returned to the farm," Ying Baoyue smiled, "If you were making wine in Shanhaiju, you should have received the news."

"Shanhaiju..." The woman clasped her arms tightly. Over the years, she had avoided any relationship with Shanhaiju, but she had been secretly watching Shanhaiju's movements.

In the past six months, the movement of Shanhaiju is indeed not right.

So, is it because she came back?
The woman looked at Ying Baoyue who was sitting at the table, her lips trembling, "General?"

"If you've already been disarmed and returned to the field, there's no need to call me that," Ying Baoyue said with pity in his eyes, looking at the female soldier in front of him who was best at brewing wine among the Silver Cicada Guards, Ding Youniang.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you already..." Ying Baoyue apologized, "If I knew, I wouldn't bother you."

"I'm sorry, General," Ding Youniang lowered her head and covered her face with her apron, "I really can't do anything..."

"I don't want to blame you," Ying Baoyue quickly explained, "I'm very happy that you can live and work in peace and contentment. This is also the order I gave back then."

"Live and work in peace and contentment?" Ding Youniang smiled wryly, put down her apron, and returned to her usual calm appearance.

Ying Baoyue's eyes froze, wondering if it was because of crying, Ding Youniang's eyes were dull when she first appeared, but now there is brilliance in them.

"Will..." She looked at Ying Baoyue, and changed her address, "Girl, why are you looking for a woman?"

Ying Baoyue settled down, and pushed the wine jar on the table towards her, "About half a month ago, was there a skinny practitioner with white hair who came here? To find the winemaker?"

"How do you know?" Ding Youniang looked at Ying Baoyue, "You mean Lord Lin Wangong?"

"Did you recognize him?" Ying Baoyue was a little surprised.

Based on her understanding of Lin Wangong, when Lin Wangong came to a place, as long as the situation was not too critical, he would definitely find a place to have a drink. Lin Wangong not only loved wine but also made friends with winemakers, so Ying Baoyue thought of coming to the restaurant to find someone .

It's just that she didn't expect that she happened to meet Ding Youniang.

Ding Youniang pulled her hair, and wrote lightly, "Although Master Lin is a little lighter than before, his tone of voice is still the same as before, so you can recognize it naturally."

Lin Wangong didn't just lighten up a little...

"Master Lin was also looking for a brewer. My nephew went there, but he didn't seem to be able to answer what Master Lin asked, so Xiao Er called me over."

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, "Is there anything unusual about him?"

Ding Youniang's expression froze slightly, "Girl, wait for me."

After speaking, Ding Youniang got up and left, and came back with an empty wine jar not long after, and handed it to Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue's heart skipped a beat. She turned the wine jar over and found a few words engraved on it.

(End of this chapter)