Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

Looking at the dark portal, Ximen Qing always had an ominous premonition, and Xiao Tianqing couldn't help but clenched the horsewhip in her hand, blocking in front of her master intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother Ximen, worry too much!" Jiang Jing, a fortune teller with full experience in the world, couldn't help but smile when he saw Ximen Qing and Xiao Tianqing's nervous appearance: "Even if it's a black shop, it's in a place where people come and go. It’s not such a remote area. If the black shop really opened in such a place, there would be no ghosts in half a day.”

"Anyway, the owner of this hotel must be a business idiot." Ximen Qing rolled his eyes, and after listening to Jiang Jing's words, he relaxed a little.With an old Jiang Hu by his side, Ximen Qing felt more at ease.

"Is there anyone inside?" Xiao Tianqing was a little nervous, and shouted twice, but there was no movement inside.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing took a step forward: "Brother Ximen, I'll go in and have a look first."

"Wait a minute, there seems to be someone." Ximen Qing's ears were sharp, as if he heard something, followed by two coughs from inside the room, and then a gray-haired old man walked out from the darkness. The trousers are already a little hunchbacked.

"It turned out that a guest officer came, and the little old man was a little deaf. I heard it just now. Please forgive me." The old man cupped his hands as a salute: "The three guest officers are welcome."

"You old man is so rude!" Xiao Tianqing scolded, "Do you know who these two are? They are so rude!"

"Huh?" Ximen Qing frowned and stopped Xiao Tianqing, the old man looked a bit weird: "Old man, are you the manager of this hotel?"

The old man raised his head, and Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, discovered that the old man's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was usually smoky.

"Little old man has lived such an old age, no one has seen it before." The old man's face was calm, and he gave Xiao Tianqing a soft nail before answering Ximen Qing's question: "This hotel is the old man's hotel." Of course, the little old man is the shopkeeper. Please wait a moment, the little old man goes in and opens the window to let some light in."

After speaking, the old man re-melted into the darkness on his own, presumably to open the window.

"This old man is so strange, why doesn't he even have a buddy?" Xiao Tianqing couldn't help muttering.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing didn't care. He had been around for a long time and saw many strange people. He didn't pay much attention to the old man. Jiang Jing looked around instead.

"Brother Ximen, I only looked at the location of the hotel just now, but I didn't expect to look at it like this. This place is in the shade of the mountain, where the wind and energy are stored, and it is a good place to store wine." Jiang Jing looked around, still He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths of air, as if he was feeling something: "I'm afraid that this hotel is opened here, and the location was not chosen to attract business, but to store wine. It seems that the old man is unusual. Looking forward to his wine."

Um?Didn't expect to find such a place in such a corner before turning over Jingyang Gang?Could it be that two winemakers can be found at once today?

Ximen Qing looked at Jiang Jing's serious expression, and couldn't help but believe what he said. At this moment, with a few ear-piercing sounds of wood rubbing against each other, there was gradually some light in the small hotel. The old man didn't know whether he was choked by the dust or I was so tired that I coughed several times.

"Guest officers, please come in." The old man shouted in a hoarse voice when he was young: "The little old man will fetch you some wine."

The magician Jiang Jing raised his legs and was about to go in without even thinking about it. Ximen Qing and Xiao Tianqing looked at each other and boldly followed in.

After opening two or three wooden windows, the inside of the house does not look so dark at least now, but the three of them got used to it a little before they could see the furnishings clearly.

Small!There is a big table in the middle of the room, and there are no stools!

break!The desktop looks like it has been chewed by a dog, it's horrible!

rotten!The tabletops are all crooked, I don’t know if they will collapse at any time!

Even a black shop is a hundred times stronger than here!

Even Xiao Tianqing couldn't adapt to this environment, she reached out and touched the table, her hands were covered with dust, frowning, she quickly took the towel she brought and wiped the table: "Master, let's not stay here, it's really ... so dirty!"

The fortune teller Jiang Jing brought a bench by himself early on, stopped Xiao Tianqing and said: "The dust is too big, don't wipe it, otherwise the dust will be scattered everywhere, and it will be difficult to get rid of."

"Anyway, drinking is not eating ashes, just pick it up and drink it." Jiang Jing's attitude of knowing everything in his chest made Ximen Qing despise him.

Where did this guy hang out in the rivers and lakes? Could it be in the beggar gang?

Xiao Tianqing would not let it go, turned around and went outside the house where she got wet with a towel, wiped the table carefully twice, and wiped a bench to wait for Ximen Qing to sit down. The hand towel he picked up from the ashes was thrown on the ground.

Ximen Qing Dama Jindao and the fortune teller Jiang Jing sat face to face, and greeted: "Shopkeeper, first cut two plates of meat to serve wine!"

"No." At this time, the old man wobbled out from behind, holding three rough clay wine bowls in his hands, and a small wine jar in his arms.

"The shop is small and profitable, and there were some side dishes at first, but the clerk ran away a few months ago." The old man put down the wine bowl and small wine jar, conjured up a handful of fried peanuts from nowhere and put them on the table: "My lords, there are only some fried peanuts left, so I'll make it up, it's a gift from the shop."

After speaking, the old man had no intention of helping to pour the wine, and retreated directly into the darkness behind the counter.

The flower cake also looks good. Where did the fat cow go?Even if there is no beef, at least some mutton, big goose, etc. can have a drink?A handful of fried peanuts, what the heck!

The sad and indignant official of Ximen wished he could conjure up a smartphone and post a rant about the worst tavern in Qinghe County on Dianping.com. After taking a sip, his face was full of surprise: "This wine...is very fragrant."

Xiao Tianqing scrambled to pour wine for Ximen Qing and Jiang Jing, but she was not even interested in touching it. Jiang Jing smelled the smell just now, and even hooked the wine worms in his stomach, so he didn't care about Ximen Qing Whether he drank it or not, he drank a bowl first, only to feel the strong aroma in his mouth: "Pour the wine, pour the wine!"

Ximen Qing took a shallow sip. Although he was not very interested in rice wine, this wine was far beyond his expectations. The taste was almost comparable to the ten-year daughter's red that he drank with Zhuzhi County some time ago.

Jiang Jing on the opposite side had drank three cups in a row before he peeled a peanut and chewed it in his mouth, his eyes became fiery: "Good wine! I didn't expect to be able to drink such good wine!"

Usually, when encountering such a compliment, the shopkeeper would stand up and say a few words of thanks, but Ximen Qing looked at the indifferent look of the old man behind the counter, and ignored this at all.

"Mr. Jiang, what's so good about this wine?" Ximen Qing asked intentionally, "How is it better than other hotels?"

"The aroma of the wine is strong, and the entrance is smooth." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, asked Xiao Tianqing to pour another bowl, and tasted it carefully: "Don't talk about Qinghe County, even if it is compared to other famous wines, I think it is no less .”

"Oh? How is it compared to three bowls but no post?" Ximen Qing continued to ask, obviously seeing the eyes of the old man who was looking up at the roof at a 45-degree angle flicker, knowing that he had asked the right question.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing obviously hesitated for a while, after all, the store was sitting behind: "This wine is not inferior to Liu's shopkeeper at Jingyanggang in terms of winemaking skills, but the strength of the wine is a bit weaker... .”

Seeing that the old man frowned obviously, Ximen Qing seemed to be resisting the urge to jump out and complain, and asked, "If two bowls of wine were placed in front of you, which one would you drink?"

This old man runs a hotel in Jingyanggang, and shopkeeper Liu in Yanggu County runs another hotel. It is estimated that the two of them are secretly arguing. Judging from the old man's reaction just now, it seems that there is still a lot of trouble behind the scenes. There are dog blood stories.

Sure enough, as soon as Ximen Qing asked this question, the old man turned his eyes directly to the fortune teller Jiang Jing, and he no longer looked indifferent, but pricked up his ears and waited for the answer.

"This..." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, hesitated: "The three bowls from shopkeeper Liu are still half a point high..."

"That little bastard, what does he know!" The old man jumped out from behind the counter, very excited, two or three veins popped up on his face, and he opened his voice at the top of his voice: "I even stole the wine from me! "

"You old man, what do you want to do!" Xiao Tianqing shouted loudly as she looked at the pounced old man.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing was also quite surprised. He stood up and looked at the old man: "Who the hell are you? The county lieutenant is here, step back quickly!"

"What! Lord Lieutenant!" The old man looked in disbelief: "Which Lord is Lord Lieutenant?"

"This is the newly appointed Lord Ximen, the county captain of this county!" Jiang Jing stretched out his hand, and the official Ximen put on a posture, looking at the old man with authority.

With a "plop", the old man fell to his knees and kowtowed: "My lord must be the master for the little people!"

Ximen Qing originally wanted to find a few winemakers, but he didn't expect to get a lawsuit all of a sudden, but anyway, Yanggu County on the opposite side is not under his control, so just give a few words of comfort.

"This old man, what's your name?" Ximen Qing suddenly felt that he had transformed into Bao Qingtian, and he couldn't sing out: "If you have any grievances, tell me."

"My lord, I'm afraid it will be insulting to say the poor name of the little old man, but because of the good wine making, he is well-known in Qinghe County, so everyone gave him a nickname to save a few hands..." The old man kowtowed again Nodding his head, he thanked Lord Wei of Ximen County, and then said in a non-surprising way.

"What? How many hands should you keep?" Ximen Qing felt that there were black lines on his face, and he almost didn't laugh. He didn't expect to meet a Weibo celebrity in this age.

"The little old man has a son, named Liu Neng." Leaving a few hands, he continued: "This little bastard almost didn't kill me."