Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 135 The Pit Depth 045 Meters Affair (5)
He paused every word, and said in a low voice, "Pear, wine."

The name of the wine is a bit fancy, but Mo Jiu has never heard of it.

She asked again: "What kind of meat do you eat? It smells so good."

He smiled lightly, "Osmanthus meat."

Mo Jiu has heard the name of this dish, but he has never eaten it.

She nodded and took a breath of the aroma, "Let me be clear first, I won't be short-tempered after eating yours."

He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again: "It's a beautiful thing in the world to make friends through food, so why make a short talk?"

"You can make friends through food, that's a good point." Mo Jiu is a foodie through and through, and has a natural obsession with eating, and almost regards eating as a supreme pleasure that a human being can enjoy.But at night, it seems inappropriate for her to drink and eat meat with a strange man?She couldn't help but hesitated again, but the man said leisurely: "Osmanthus pork is a famous dish in Lin'an, and you can't eat such an authentic one in Chuzhou. There is also a name for Lishang, Xiao's Home Brew, which ordinary people can't eat. "

Mo Jiu admitted to being seduced.

But she was not stupid, so she snorted and replied: "Chuzhou can't eat it, why do you have it? Xiao's has home brew, how could I not know?"

Her reply was very smooth, and the small crisp voice swayed in the night wind, and there was a hint of cuteness.

The man smiled, "Because I brought water from Lin'an and meat from Lin'an, I made authentic Lin'an sweet-scented osmanthus meat."

"You did it?" Mo Jiu stared wide-eyed, looking at him like a monster.

The so-called "gentleman stays away from the kitchen", nowadays a man of status does not know how to cook.Could it be that she misunderstood him, or is this a good man from the old days?
No matter why, she has a good impression of people who can cook, "That's right, a real gentleman."

He flicked his sleeves nonchalantly, and answered her second question, "The Xiao family used to be a wine-making family more than a hundred years ago. Now the Xiao family also makes wine, but the wine they produce is either called Xiao's home brewing, or Called Lihuazui, it is no longer a "pear cup". Only the cellar aged under the big pear tree 100 years ago is called a "pear cup". After a hundred years of changes, there are not many pear cups, and each jar is as expensive as Ordinary people naturally don’t know about gold.”

Mo Jiu let out a heck, "You are so good at bragging, you almost fooled me. Since it is so precious, comparable to gold, and the Xiao family is not short of silver, why do you give it to you alone? Who do you think you are? "

He didn't interrupt halfway, and after she finished questioning, he looked at her quietly and said: "A distant relative of the Xiao family, came to congratulate you."

This answer is very level, biased, and seems not biased.

Mo Jiu knew that the Xiao family's three aunts and six wives had many relatives, near and far. She hadn't remembered them all in the past few days since she entered the mansion.Maybe he is really a respectable relative of the Xiao family, so it's not sure if he got the wine?
Thinking about it this way, she swallowed, and secretly decided to let go of her IQ in order to eat.

"Since you are kind enough to invite me, then I will do what I can." She was not afraid of encountering any villains in Xiao's house, so she stepped on the boat without hesitation.

The man picked up the lamp with one hand and supported her with the other hand, "Please sit down."

Staring at the man in front of him, Mo Jiu thought: If Xiao Liulang is a bad man who is ascetic and paranoid, then this guy is a good man who is gentle, steady, dignified and gentlemanly—of course, this is a good man. The definition of bad is very simple for her, because Xiao Liulang didn't tell her that the Xiao family has such good wine.

Mo Jiu sat cross-legged at one end of the boat, and the man sat at the other end of the boat, with a small wooden table in the middle.On the table were sweet-scented osmanthus meat wrapped in lotus leaves, and two or three other appetizers. Two green cups were filled with pear cups, which looked crystal clear under the bright moonlight and were particularly attractive.

(End of this chapter)