My wife is a sword god

"Dad, the winery I'm looking for has a trustworthy boss and must be able to handle a lot of work. Can the place you mentioned do this?" Qin Feng expressed doubts. After all, it's difficult for an unreliable father to do this. Give reliable advice.

Qin Jian'an rubbed his chin and thought carefully: "That man's surname is Li. He is a straight-minded person and is absolutely trustworthy. As for whether he can take on a lot of work, I'm not sure. Why don't you go see him yourself?" He asked him to confirm it in person.

That person is in the innermost house on Xinquan Street in Nancheng. "

Xinquan Street, a street close to the periphery, is relatively remote and rarely visited by people.

"That's all we can do." Qin Feng nodded, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Dad, Wangyueju has been revitalized by me. When will our family's treasury be restored?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jianan slapped his forehead and interrupted: "I almost forgot, your second mother has something urgent to do to see me, I have to go there quickly, by the way, what did you want to say to me just now?

Forget it, forget it, when you come back from your work, it won't be too late to talk to me again. "After putting all this aside, I saw only a figure leaving in a hurry.

Qin Feng sighed: "That's all, I don't expect to be able to easily get the money bank from dad. Now I'd better go to South Street to take a look."

Going to the Qin Mansion Hu Pavilion to look for Miss Lan, Qin Feng accidentally saw a shocking scene.

Liu Jianli, who was dressed in white, made a slight move with her right hand, and a goldfish wrapped in a ball of clear water in the lake slowly came to her.

The goldfish moved back and forth with its tail, but it was still unable to break away from the shackles of the water ball. It could only stare at the beautiful woman in front of it with wide eyes.

Qin Feng was horrified. It was rumored that Liu Jianli's level dropped sharply after he failed to overcome the tribulation. However, his ability to control his energy alone was comparable to that of most sixth-grade Shenwu warriors.

"Could it be that she is still at the fifth level of divine power?" Qin Feng murmured to himself, guessing like this.

Liu Jianli in the lake pavilion twitched her delicate white ears slightly, then waved her right hand lightly, and the water polo swept the goldfish back into the lake.

"Go." The red lips parted lightly.

Lan Ningshuang didn't know why, so she looked around and saw her uncle in the corridor. Her expression suddenly became happy, but she quickly restrained herself.

"Miss, I'm going to protect my uncle. Don't forget to eat today's meal."

"Um."

Qin Feng took Lan Ningshuang and left. But when he left, he couldn't help but look at the lonely back a few more times. I wonder if it was his imagination. Compared with the beginning, the latter seemed to have more angry.

"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Liu Jianli recalled the poem Qin Feng said. The sword box placed by Lan Ningshuang on the side of the lake pavilion trembled slightly, and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

Qin Feng and his two men left Zhongcheng and came to Xinquan Street in Jinyang City. There were very few people coming and going here. Most of the residents on both sides were wearing patches, and their lives were obviously very tight.

The dilapidated houses and poor people gave the whole street a sense of depression.

After walking the entire street, the two came to the innermost house.

From the outside, it doesn't look much better than the rest of the street.

Is this the wine shop that dad mentioned? Qin Feng twitched his lips, feeling that he still paid by mistake.

He shouldn't have trusted that unreliable guy from the beginning!

But perhaps with a sense of luck, Qin Feng did not leave directly, but knocked on the door. No matter what, it would be better to take a look and give up.

The wooden door was not locked. When you knocked lightly, it made a sharp squeaking sound and slowly opened.

Looking inside the house, I saw that the yard was not big, but it was neat and tidy. It had a complete set of brewing tools, but no one was seen.

There were shelled grains in baskets, and next to the baskets there was a pile of unhandled sorghum.

There was a large pot used to cook the grains and gelatinize them, and the wooden sticks used for stirring were still in the pot.

There are fermentation tanks and wine jars with lids.

No matter how you look at the scene in front of you, it seems that a group of people were making wine just now, but what about the people? Where have they all gone?

Snap, followed by a sound, the two hurriedly looked for the sound and saw a broom falling down for no reason in the corner of the yard, as if it had been blown by the wind.

"Is there anyone? I am Qin Feng, the eldest son of Qin. I was introduced by someone and want to come here to negotiate a deal." Qin Feng shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard noises coming from inside the house.

Just hearing the sound of a hard object hitting the stone slab, the door of the back room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with gray hair walked out.

Qin Feng was shocked. He had met this person yesterday. He had met him once at the door of Tingyuxuan. He was the lame middle-aged man!

This man is already like this, why should he open a wine shop? Dad is really unreliable.

Just in case, Qin Feng still confirmed: "Are you the owner of the wine shop here, Mr. Li?"

Lao Li didn't answer immediately. He walked straight to the stone bench in the courtyard and slowly sat down with his crutches. He took the wine cup on the table and poured himself a glass. After drinking half of it, the remaining half was poured directly into the courtyard. Pour into the courtyard.

Due to his strong strength, the spilled wine almost fell on Qin Feng's shoes.

This guy doesn't welcome us very much, Qin Feng thought.

"You!" Lan Ningshuang frowned and was about to say something, but Qin Feng reached out to stop her.

"What do you want from me?" The middle-aged man admitted his identity, but his tone was a bit unkind, and he seemed to be very unhappy with Qin Feng and his wife coming without permission.

It's really him. Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he scolded the pit father in his heart, then clasped his fists and said: "I came here to entrust you to brew wine for our Wangyueju, but our commission is relatively large. If it's just you, I'm afraid it can't be completed.

Sorry for disturbing you, goodbye."

Qin Feng and the others turned and left, and Lao Li sat there without trying to keep them.

But just as the two were about to leave, he sniffed the air, and then his eyes suddenly opened.

With a bang, the dilapidated door of the house was closed by itself!

Lan Ningshuang frowned, and immediately turned around to protect Qin Feng behind him. This inconspicuous middle-aged man is not that simple!

"What are you going to do?!" Lan Ningshuang asked.

Qin Feng was confused, what's going on?

"Boy, where does the smell of wine come from?!" Lao Li was excited. The faint smell of wine in the air was extremely mellow, obviously stronger and more delicious than the strong liquor he brewed himself! How could he let it go?

It turned out to be because of the aroma of wine. Ha, you ignored me before, but now you are anxious?

Qin Feng slowly took out the teacup from the Xumi Ring, and the rich aroma of wine instantly spread.

Lao Li sniffed the air fiercely, showing an intoxicated look: "This is it, this is it!"

He leaned on his crutches, hopped and jumped, came to Qin Feng, and said anxiously: "Let me taste it!"

"You want to drink?" Qin Feng looked strange.

Lao Li nodded.

"No."

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