Urban Brewmaster System

It was almost noon, and the guests in Jiuxianju gradually increased.

The cold winter is precipitous. Walking on the street, even though I feel that I have covered my body tightly, I can still feel the north wind rushing into it.

In this kind of weather, the most attractive thing is naturally the hot hot pot and the mellow wine after it has been warmed.

In the winter, Boss Qin also provides a warm wine service here, and I don’t know what's wrong. This warm wine service... is actually free!

It is said that many sister papers in Jiuxianju were stunned at the time. Several sister papers chased Boss Qin and asked several times, only to confirm that Boss Qin had no Watt in his head...

Then everyone finally accepted the news in extreme surprise, what? You ask me why everyone is not surprised? Do you think boss Qin will take advantage of this?

But in Cher’s words, boss Qin rarely gives you these little **** a free service, so you just take off your clothes and drink alcohol...

Damn it! The door of Jiuxianju was pushed open, and an air-conditioned sanitation worker, old Zhao, walked in. He was wearing a thick padded jacket, and his face was tightly wrapped around his neck. Despite this, some exposed parts can still be seen. Old Zhao was unclearly frozen.

Randomly found a place to sit down, with the temperature in the Jiu Xianju, Lao Zhao could finally catch his breath.

The drinkers in Jiuxianju nod and smile to Lao Zhao. He is cleaning this grocery street every day.

It was okay before, the weather was not cold, everything is easy to say, you can sit anywhere you want, but now it is deep winter, such a cold day, just sit down, you will freeze soon...

So Qin Feng had told Lao Zhao before that when he was resting, he would enter the store to rest. It was warm and could sit and rest. It was better than shivering outside from the cold.

After several refusals, Lao Zhao still agreed. This is really no way. He needs to be responsible for too much. He comes out early in the morning and can only go home at night. The dry food is brought by himself.

"Uncle, you got up early again today, didn't you say to let you come out later!" Xiaoye on one side said with his big eyes blinking.

Old Zhao smiled honestly: "It's okay, I'm used to getting up early, and at that point he can't sleep anymore. It's better to come out to work."

Xiaoye supported her cheeks with both hands, not knowing what to say.

The older generations are like this, they can’t sleep, and her father is like that. Now the group’s business doesn’t need to be done by himself, but he still gets up early every day and goes to work on time...

Qin Feng walked out of the counter casually, took a large insulated water cup from Lao Zhao, and then walked into the counter to fill Lao Zhao with hot water. This series of actions was very ordinary, as if she had done it countless times. .

This large vacuum flask may be the most valuable thing on Old Zhao. People are outside, and on such a cold day, even if you wear gloves on your hands, they can freeze and crack. A cup of hot water is indispensable.

And Lao Zhao’s current lunch was settled in the Jiuxianju. He took the hot cup from the boss Qin, and then took out a plastic bag from his arms with a few steamed buns in it.

This was steamed by his wife, who steamed a large pot at one time, and then ate this at noon every morning, plus a plate of pickles, and Zhao sat there and ate it deliciously.

Every day is like this. Everyone is used to it. No one thinks that there is nothing wrong with Lao Zhao sitting in the clothes of a sanitation worker among a group of bosses and beautiful girls.

Sometimes everyone would chat with Lao Zhao for a long time, and would invite him to have a bowl of wine, so that he could warm up when he went out.

Everything in Jiuxianju is so harmonious, with a touch of warmth in the harmony...

There was Lao Zhao eating steamed buns and drinking water, enjoying himself. For him, at noon, there is a warm place for him to sit and eat. It is already very satisfying...

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, a gust of cold wind was whistling outside, and a man and a woman walked in.

The man seems to be fifty years old. Although he has reached his age, he is still young and strong, and looks very savvy.

The female is very young, with a pure and lovely face, wearing a down jacket and jeans, showing a sense of youthful beauty all over her body!

Some male drinkers looked at it at random, and suddenly felt that this girl looked really good. Does Jiuxianju need another beautiful girl paper?

The man walked directly to the counter, and smiled as he walked: "It’s boss Qin. I was introduced by someone else. I heard that you have a daughter wine here. It’s very good, but you must bring your daughter to buy it, right? ?"

Qin Feng nodded while warming up the wine to a previous guest. This kind of thing that could not be spoken would still not speak, and the wasted saliva had to be refilled, which was too troublesome.

The man smiled again: "That's easy to say, boss Qin, look, that's my daughter!

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, come over here, let Boss Qin take a look!"

While talking, the man shouted at the girl behind...

The drunkards just looked up, and then lowered their heads again. They were a rule-based and not fun. Now Jiuxianju's reputation is growing, and there are fewer and fewer people with iron heads.

These drunks miss the years when the Jiu Xianju was first built, and many heads of iron, come one by one and be stunned by the boss of Qin, it can’t be cooler!

Of course, this is not the point. What the drunks resent deeply is that he came to buy the daughter red!

Is this a bully who doesn’t have a girlfriend/boyfriend? It's great to have a daughter, isn't it?

The pretty girl smiled when she heard her father's words, and she was about to walk towards the counter. Now that happened, boss Qin would basically sell Santan's daughter red again.

But at this moment, Lao Zhao finished the steamed buns, picked up the hot water cup, stood up, and was about to go out to sweep the street again. This work can rest, but the street must be kept clean.

The girl was walking towards the counter, her eyes swept randomly, her face suddenly changed!

"Dad, didn't you say that this is the most high-end pub? How come there will be sanitation workers coming in, where he has been sitting, can you still sit?" the girl shouted directly to the man standing in front of the counter.

As soon as this sentence was exported~www.wuxiaspot.com~, many people eating melons in Jiuxianju were confused, what happened to this girl, how well she burst...

Lao Zhao originally planned to go out to work quickly. He was a little at a loss when he heard this. He stood there and didn't know what to say. He looked at himself. The clothes were all washed by his wife's hands, and they weren't dirty...

But Boss Qin was so kind to him. Of course he couldn't make it difficult for Boss Qin's guests, so he took out a piece of paper to wipe the table clean.

As for the lip service, he is already old, not to mention that this is a little girl, even other young people, he is powerless, just thinking about being safe and stable every day, there is no spare time to quarrel with other people.

However, the girl spoke again: "Don't wipe it, it's so dirty, the things you use are also dirty!"

Lao Zhao's movements stopped immediately, and the drunks stopped drinking. They all looked at the girl. Some people still had a bit of astonishment on their faces, which seemed a little unbelievable. These words came from the girl's mouth. ...