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Chapter 8: The Great Danger I Don't Know

Yun Ji's boss is a pleasing existence in this dog meat shop. Although Fang Jie doesn't know the name of this symbolic and tough young woman. Fang Jie has seen this young woman who seems graceful but actually hot and slap the bottom of a pot and slap Su Tu dog to the ground, which makes him involuntarily remember a popular domestic cartoon in his previous life.

The boss lady, who has always been heroic, doesn't know what happened today. The other party's tone of speech turned out to be gentle and seemed to have changed. Fang Jie touched her hand while the boss lady brought the dog meat stew pot. The boss lady didn't curse but smiled charmingly and turned around gently.

This smile made Fang feel goosebumps all over. He immediately made a defensive posture but didn't wait for the boss's wife to smash the abacus.

By the way, Fang Jie was hit by the boss's wife more than once, although he could easily catch him every time.

In the kitchen behind Yunjian, the proprietress lifted a gap in the curtain and looked at Fang Jie who was eating happily. She frowned slightly and murmured that this is a good child.

Su Tugou, who was waving a huge kitchen knife, paused the movements in his hand, shook his head and said that it was not his own. Didn’t he have enough of the idiots in the first half of his life? It’s better to do our business every bit than anything else. Although Fan Gucheng is small and remote, he can freeze even if he urinates coldly, he is at least a place to be safe and down-to-earth?

"Peeing is frozen because of insufficient strength."

The proprietress snorted coldly.

After a moment of silence, Su Tugou hesitated and said, "We are worthy of him if we don't charge today's wine money."

The boss's wife cursed, but Su Tugou didn't hear clearly what she was scolding.

He shook his head and lowered his head to continue chopping the meat.

The proprietress turned around and took out a pot of pear blossom wine from the cabinet that had been stored for ten years, wiped the dust on it with a floral blue cloth apron, turned around and walked out. Su Tugou grabbed her and showed displeasure: "This pot of wine is not for him."

The boss's wife looked at Su Tugou and surprisingly did not shake his arm: "This pot of wine has been stored for ten years, and you said you will keep it until he comes. Even your life-loving nature can not help but take a sip. I know how heavy this pot of wine is in your heart."

She paused for a moment and asked in a sad tone: "Is it more serious than a dying person?"

Su Tugo's expression was obviously stiff, and he slowly let go of his hand: "I don't know if he will come... Forget it, let's just save another pot. Maybe we may not be able to see him in another ten years."

The boss smiled and became charming.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Su Tugou on the face, turned around and left the kitchen. Su Tugou rubbed the place where she was kissed and smiled foolishly. She raised the kitchen knife high, and seemed to have endless strength all over her body.

There was a joking statement from Fang Jie with the boss’s wife. Su Tugou listened and then sighed: "It's indeed a good child... It's a pity."

"Ten years of age?"

The sound of the shaking outside the curtain was a little trembling: "Don't plan to just take a pot of wine and claim to be aged for ten years, and then cheat the money I owe you to get back... Don't do this, seduction is not good for me!"

"What? Don't you charge money? Then you didn't say it earlier!"

"Oh, this wine is really good. It can be pulled out of the sticky ones. It has been stored for ten years? Don't tell it is thickened?"

Immediately afterwards, Su Tugou heard a scream, and he knew that his wife Du Hongxian must have been outraged again. Thinking of the lives of the two of them over the past ten years, Su Tugou couldn't help but sigh.

Putting down the kitchen knife, he squatted down and lit his pipe.

I don’t know if I was feeling sorry for the pot of wine or remembering something worth remembering.

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It is indeed a bit boring to eat a dog meat stew pot alone. Fang Jie is a person who likes the excitement, but he is a little lucky. Fortunately, he came alone today, otherwise how could this pot of pear blossom wine that had been for ten years be eaten by him? Thinking of the faces of Fu Baobao and Li Gan as they were all the same, he pulled the pot to his side again.

Very petty.

The power of the ten-year pear blossom brew should not be underestimated. Fang Jie, who had not had a great alcohol tolerance, was slightly drunk after drinking two glasses. He felt his body gradually warming up, so he simply took off his leather robe and placed it on the chair aside. The power of the wine was not obvious when he first drank it, but it began to show his power in his mind a few minutes later.

Gradually, his head became heavier and heavier.

Just as he was hesitating whether he could have another drink, the clothes on the chair were taken away. He sat down alone on the chair and looked at him quietly.

Fang Jie, who was drunkenly eyes, turned around and looked at him. He thought he had come to an acquaintance but found that he didn't know the person in front of him.

But in just a moment, Fang Jie suddenly sat upright.

He widened his eyes and looked at the person sitting beside him, his face full of incredible feelings: "How could it be you?"

The man was wearing a blue shirt and was a little white in his wash.

Fang Jie didn't hear the door ringing, so he didn't know when the man came in. Looking at the clean but vicissitudes of life, he felt uncomfortable just like when he first met his girlfriend's parents in his previous life. He subconsciously retreated backwards back the chair and tried to stand up.

"Please give me a drink?"

The man in blue smiled and pointed to the pear blossom wine in front of Fang Jie: "I smelled the fragrance of the wine when I passed by outside. I couldn't help but come in and see what kind of people are drinking such good wine. I remember that I drank this wine once ten years ago. It was not as long as the pot you drank, but it was also excellent."

"You're an alcoholic"

Fang Jie was shocked by the words he said. He really didn't mean it. But for some reason, in front of this man, he was so nervous and scared, and so at a loss. He was caught when stealing watermelons, and he never panicked like this. Even more, he had never panicked like this when he was peeking at Widow Sun in a bath.

The man in blue was slightly stunned when he heard this and then laughed.

"For many years, no one said I was a drunkard. I was often scolded like this when I was in Chang'an City."

He seemed to have recalled something, and a charming curve appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But that old guy called me a drunkard because he was the only one who snatched wine with him in Chang'an City. I don't know if his good wine was still hidden behind the "Tao Te Ching" in the second row of the bookshelf after ten years."

Fang Jie didn't understand this sentence, he didn't understand it at all.

"You're stingy"

The man in blue clothes looked at the pot of wine and couldn't help but reach out to pick up the pot. Instead of using the cup, he drank most of the pot in one breath.

At this moment, Su Tugou and the proprietress Du Hongsei rushed out of the kitchen. Both of them were extremely excited and even trembled. The pipe in Su Tugou's hand fell to the ground and a ball of sparks splashed. When the rag in Du Hongsei's hand fell, it covered Mars again.

Su Tugou, with a bearded face, wanted to move forward, but did not dare. Finally, he squatted on the ground and cried loudly, like a child who was wronged.

Du Hongxian slapped Su Tugou's back of his head and said she was not allowed to cry, but she cried herself into tears.

The man in blue smiled at the two of them, like the spring breeze that turned into ice and snow. Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. He had never seen a person's smile so brightly, so clean and thoroughly. A smile is a smile, without any other meaning.

"When you smell the wine, you know it's you two, so you can't stop coming in."

He said.

He waved his hand to stop Su Tugou and Du Hongxian from saying something. He pointed at Fang and explained: "I will say a few words to him first. After drinking half of his pot of pear blossom wine, you can't take advantage of it. You can sit down and wait for me for a while. I have something to do later to ask you two for help."

Su Tugou and Du Hongsei nodded vigorously and immediately sat down on the chair on one side, putting their hands on their knees, like two elementary school students listening carefully.

"But... that wine was saved for you for ten years."

Du Hongxian suddenly remembered and looked at Fang who was already half drunk and explained: "It was him who took advantage of it."

"You have given him the wine, so it's his. I'm still lucky to drink it, so of course I took advantage of it."

The man in blue smiled and said gently: "Since you have gained other people's benefits, you still have to pay back some favors."

Su Tugou and Du Hongxian were both stupid and thought to themselves, why did this little guy have such a lucky luck? Who in the Sui Dynasty, or even the whole world, could get his favor so easily?

"This guy, you're so lucky!"

Du Hongxian couldn't help but laugh and scolded, looking at the awkward young man, his eyes were relieved.

“What’s the situation?”

Fang Jie asked a naive question, then tilted his body: "Miss Black-hearted boss, this is not a damn wine... it is clearly a pill."

With a plop, the young man fell to the ground and slept soundly.

Of course it is not a pill, but it is not pure wine.

How could an ordinary person be able to withstand the pear blossom wine with three medicinal herbs that are hard to find in the world?

The man in blue bending over to help Fang Jie up, slowly lifted Fang Jie's clothes, looked at Fang Jie's abdomen with six pack muscles, and was silent for a while and slowly shook his head.

"I don't know whether to save you, right or wrong... It's just a matter of your fate."

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Fang Jie's home

study

Curled in the quilt behind the bookshelf, the sloppy and desolate dog suddenly turned over and sat up, looked at the dazed woman in red dress on the beam of the room and asked, "Today is his fifteenth birthday."

The shoulders of Mu Xiaowei, a woman in the red dress, trembled slightly without any notice, and then nodded solemnly and seriously: "Yes... it passed so quickly. Fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye. I was only twelve years old when I left there, and now I am old and yellow."

The big dog ignored her feelings, but picked up the sword box beside her and threw it out on the beam of the room: "Fifteen years ago today, the master told me something in the study. I know you are curious about what the master said to me, just like I am curious about what the master said to you. The master told me in this sword box. Anyway, I will say it when he comes back today, so I will show you first."

Mu Xiaoyao didn't look at it, but threw the sword box back.

She pulled her clothes, revealing a large area of ​​fair and tender skin. She took out a sack from her arms and held it in her hand and shook it: "This is what the master told me."

The big dog looked at the sword box in his hand, then looked at the tips in Mu Xiaoyao's hand.

“Not fair to him.”

He said.

Mu Xiaoyao was stunned and sat upright and stared at the big dog: "Did you open the sword box privately?"

The big dog whitened Mu Xiaowei and glanced: "I don't believe you didn't see that gift bag!"

"Tell him, and take him back?"

Mu Xiaoyao asked.

"Fuck it!"
To be continued...