My wife is a sword god

Shi Ziming did not come by chance, but two days ago in Tingyuxuan, Qin Feng said to Cang Feilan: "In two days, Wangyueju will send a batch of excellent wine. Miss Cang, please take the time to talk to Lord Si Zheng and ask him to come early to taste it."

Everyone who knows Shi Ziming knows that Lord Si Zheng loves wine!

So Qin Feng expected that Shi Ziming would come after hearing this.

As for why he did this, one is to consolidate the friendship between the two. After all, the best way to improve the friendship between two men is not to drink together or to taste seafood together

The second point is naturally to deal with unexpected troubles. The City Lord's Mansion stuck to the time point and cut off the wine supply of Wangyueju. Naturally, it can guess how much wine is left in Wangyueju. They have spent so much effort to do so many things, and then add fuel to the fire at the last moment. This thing is definitely possible!

And the fact is just as Qin Feng thought.

"What are you doing here, Chief Shi Ziming?" Ye Luoting frowned. The relationship between the City Lord's Mansion and the Demon Slayer Division was not harmonious.

Shi Ziming scratched his ears: "This Wangyueju is a restaurant. What else can I do here besides eating and drinking?

You are the son of the City Lord's Mansion. You are doing these things in front of the restaurant. Isn't it a joke for people to see you?"

"We don't need your Demon Slayer Division to take care of our City Lord's Mansion. Let my people go quickly, otherwise." Ye Luoting wanted to say something harsh, but when he met Shi Ziming's eyes, he was forced to hold back the words.

Chief Shi Ziming, that is the ceiling of Jinyang City's combat power, and he, Ye Luoting, is famous for bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"What else? I want to hear it." Shi Ziming glanced at the filth between his thumbs, wiped it on Ye Luoting's body, and patted him casually.

Being humiliated like this, Ye Luoting dared not even fart. His face flushed, and he said a harsh word: "I'll go find my father." Then he left with his sleeves.

The troublemaker had left, so Shi Ziming naturally would not embarrass the two guards. He immediately put away the puppet shadow method and untied the two men.

From beginning to end, the two warriors had stiff faces, without any change in expression.

This strange phenomenon made Shi Ziming look twice more, his ghost eyes opened, he could distinguish ghosts from souls, and then frowned.

These two people actually don't have three souls and seven spirits!

Shi Ziming looked around, there were so many people and eyes, the small Jinyang City couldn't stand the tossing, he couldn't take action on the spot, but this matter must be clarified.

So, he tapped the ground with his right foot, and the shadow under his feet turned into two black little men, quietly merging into the shadows of the two warriors who were leaving.

"I originally wanted to invite Sir Si Zheng to come over for a drink, but I didn't expect someone would be so blind as to disturb Sir Si Zheng's pleasure." Qin Feng looked distressed.

"Boy, you asked me to come here to drink, didn't you guess in advance that there would be trouble? Don't be hypocritical with me here. If the wine doesn't taste good, you will be in trouble."

The plan was exposed, Qin Feng was not embarrassed, but smiled: "Don't worry, Master Si Zheng, the wine will definitely satisfy you."

Shi Ziming nodded: "Hurry up and deal with the trouble. The profit of your restaurant will also be shared by my Demon Slayer Division."

"It's very simple."

Shi Ziming stepped into the restaurant, Qin Feng exhaled lightly, turned around and said to everyone: "Some time ago, due to the shortage of wine, it was sold in limited quantities. Because of its high price, it was not open to the first and second floors.

But no matter what the reason is, it is our Wangyueju's dereliction of duty to neglect you, so I hereby announce that-

In the next three days, anyone who comes to my Wangyueju for lunch at noon will be given a pot of fine wine for each table, effective immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd instantly became agitated.

But some people still questioned: "It sounds good, but don't let the wine you send us have more flavor than water."

Many people responded.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, without any excuse, but took out a cup of distilled wine diluted with water from the Xumi Ring.

Even if this wine is diluted with water, the aroma of the wine is still intoxicating.

While some wine lovers were intoxicated by the aroma of the wine, they asked in a trembling voice: "Is this the wine you want to send us?"

"It's this wine!"

"You didn't lie to us?"

"I, Qin Feng, always keep my word!"

After getting the confirmation, the people looked at each other and immediately began to push and line up. If they spent money to buy such a fine wine, I don't know how much money they would spend.

How can a pie in the sky not make people crazy?

And the crisis of Wangyueju was solved here.

Qin Feng brought Lan Ningshuang and Shopkeeper Peng to the kitchen. Shopkeeper Peng expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart all the way.

"However, Master, will it cost a lot to send out such good wine in three days?" Peng Qing was a little worried.

Qin Feng didn't say much, but took out a hundred jars of wine from the Xumi Ring and gave instructions.

Original wine cannot be sold directly. As a profiteer, he must add water. As for how to add water, it depends on who the customer is.

Qin Feng had already made plans. The real original distilled wine will only be sold once a month, and it will be auctioned to make a lot of money from the rich.

This can also be regarded as a contribution to narrowing the gap between the rich and the poor in Jinyang City. Qin Feng feels at ease.

After everything was explained, Qin Feng left the kitchen. He believed that with the ability of Shopkeeper Peng, he knew what to do next.

When they arrived at the second floor of Wangyueju, Shi Ziming had already ordered the dishes and sat by the window.

Lan Ningshuang knew that the son-in-law had something to talk to Si Zheng about, so she found another place to sit down.

Qin Feng walked up to Shi Ziming and took out a jar of original distilled liquor from the Xumi Ring without saying a word.

The moment the lid of the jar was opened, the entire second floor stopped their chopsticks and looked over. The aroma of the wine was simply life-threatening.

Shi Ziming widened his eyes, couldn't wait to pour a bowl, drank it in one gulp, and then the whole person was a little ecstatic.

He had been to Fengtian City, entered the best restaurant, and drank the strongest wine, but even that wine was still completely incomparable to the jar in front of him.

"What's the name of this wine?" Shi Ziming asked in surprise.

"I named it Xianrenzui."

"The wine is good, and the name is not bad! Such a good wine is not cheap."

"There is a price but no market."

The two looked at each other and both showed a cunning smile.

"Boss, what kind of wine are you drinking? Give us some too?" There are not many idle martial artists in Jinyang City, so most of the guests on the second floor are from the Demon Slayer Division. There are many wine lovers among them. When they smell the aroma of this wine, they naturally come to ask for it shamelessly.

But in the end, without exception, all of them were drunk away by Shi Ziming.

He himself thinks this kind of fine wine is too little, so how can he share it with others.

After drinking this wine, the two of them naturally opened up their conversations. As they chatted, they talked about the acquisition of the restaurant.