Urban Brewmaster System

Yang Yang Hua Xia, the art of language has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are really too many ways of speaking.

For example, here, Mr. Lu is "difficult to speak". What does it mean to be difficult to speak? That's it. Actually, it's a bit embarrassing. I am embarrassed to open my mouth.

You take a look, you said that you are embarrassed to open your mouth, then what else can I say, I can only let you say it casually...

But that's an ordinary person. As an unusual boss, if the answer is the same as everyone's, wouldn't it be very shameless!

"Oh, since it's hard to tell, then don't say it..." Boss Qin said seriously.

Uh-huh? Mr. Lu is very knowledgeable. It is the first time he has seen such an answer when he has lived here. The malicious answer plus the serious look of boss Qin, for a while, let Mr. Lu Surprisingly stunned.

This script is clearly wrong, it shouldn’t be, I said I’m hard to tell, and then you say please feel free, why did you just block the door for me...

Miss Xue on one side raised her head and looked at the sky. There was no way. If she continued to lower her head, she thought she could not help but burst out laughing... But the scene could not be so stalemate, so Miss Xue still reached out and touched it. Qin Feng.

Uh... Boss Qin reacted, he still has to complete the task, hey, he couldn't help but he said what he said in ordinary days, and he also added an expression. What should he say? Occupational disease...

No way, the most disliked way of speaking on weekdays is such a way of speaking, such as "I can't speak up" or "I don't know if I don't know how to say it..."

Nonsense, you and he both said that. I don’t know if you want to say it. If you want to say it, just say it. If you don’t say what you want to say, how can I know you want to say it? So if you want to say it, don’t say it. If you don’t want to say it, you have to say...

Therefore, in the tavern on weekdays, as long as he meets someone who talks like this, boss Qin is absolutely not welcome, and he opens his mouth to death.

But now I have a task, so I can’t do this, so... After the embarrassing scene was deadlocked for about 30 seconds, Boss Qin suddenly smiled with a serious face: "Oh, Mr. Lu, just kidding you, you have something to do directly. Say, speak directly..."

Mr. Lu: Ha... Ha ha, if it's a joke, I'll hit and die on this cushion now!

Fortunately, the situation has not been so stalemate. Mr. Lu laughed and said, "This is what happened to Boss Qin. So far, I only have one daughter. I am seven years old this year..."

Like all clichés, Mr. Lu's daughter was fine before the age of seven, until the year she was seven.

A sudden and serious illness put Mr. Lu's daughter in immediate danger. Although modern medicine is powerful, there is really no way to deal with some diseases.

Mr. Lu used all the methods, but it was still useless. Seeing that his daughter's life had entered the countdown.

At this time, nothing was useful. Mr. Lu quit all his jobs to accompany his daughter and fulfill all the other's wishes.

At this time, the news about the boss of Jiuxianju Qin was seen by her daughter. Those magical wines that can be used for beauty and weight loss made her especially obsessed with her, and she thought she could drink a little one day.

Originally such a thing was nothing to Mr. Lu. After all, the current Jiu Xian Jufan wine, as long as you have money, you can buy it if you want, but the quantity is not large.

However, I don’t know what the girl thinks, maybe it’s a habit I developed since childhood, thinking that my father is omnipotent, so I want Mr. Lu to make this kind of wine too...

If there were some people, they would probably buy it directly and pretend to be the wine made by himself, but Mr. Lu didn’t think so. He temporarily took care of himself and invited a lot of wine masters to teach his own wine making, and then practiced day and night...

Unfortunately, Mr. Lu did not know that such wine cannot be made in this world.

Without those special materials, there would be no such special wines, which has nothing to do with the technology of wine making.

Moreover, the brewing technology itself takes time to accumulate, and experience is the most important thing. An experienced master can tell which step has been made and how much time it takes.

Therefore, Mr. Lu worked day and night, and he just brewed some things that could barely be regarded as "wine".

It’s hard to get into the mouth, let alone the effect. No way, he can only put his idea on Boss Qin. First, he wants the other party to point him out. Second, there is really no way. The boss played a scene with himself.

The daughter is going to leave soon. The other party most admires, except for his father, is Boss Qin. Her daughter has long been unable to drink, and if Boss Qin showed up to tell her, the daughter would definitely believe it.

Although this is also a lie, compared to the previous ones, it is undoubtedly acceptable to Mr. Lu.

"Boss Qin, she is only seven years old. Sometimes I really can't figure out why the disease happened to her. She has just started to see the world and is about to leave..."

"So I beg Boss Qin for your help. As long as you help, I will agree to any conditions!"

Qin Feng looked at the other party. He didn't take a closer look. Now he realized that Mr. Lu's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he could tell at a glance that he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Frowning slightly, Qin Feng was noncommittal, and just said: "Let's go see your wine and your daughter first."

He didn't rush to agree because Qin Feng wanted to see the situation of the other's daughter. Many of Jiuxianju's wines were related to health, such as blood spirit wine. If possible, he wanted to see if there was any hope.

Half an hour later, at the door of Mr. Lu's bedroom, Qin Feng saw Mr. Lu's seven-year-old girl.

The other party is sleeping there, or it can be described as being in a coma. The hospital has given up and taken it home for conservative treatment.

Without the help of the system, even Qin Feng could feel that the other party's life had indeed come to an end.

This is no longer what the castrated version of Immortal Wine of my own can help, and, among the current types of Immortal Wine, none of them are specifically life-saving.

Mr. Lu and his wife ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ An elegant woman is standing outside the bedroom, but their faces are full of sadness now.

Qin Feng watched Mr. Lu shook his head and nodded again. The sadness on Mr. Lu's face became thicker, but he tried his best to make a happy look and walked into the bedroom.

Shaking his head means that he hasn't finished washing, and nodding his head means that he can start.

"Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan..." he called out a few words, and when his daughter opened her eyes, Mr. Lu hurriedly put all the sadness away and said: "Don't sleep, Xiao Lan, haven't you been shouting to see Boss Qin before? Well, come and see here!"

The little **** the bed couldn't help opening her eyes wide when she heard the words, and tried to look at the door.

At the door, Qin Feng looked at Miss Xue, who was also a little sad, and shook the other's hand to express comfort, and then the long-day indifferent smile appeared on his face. He stood at the door and looked inside. The young girl who was already dying ill said: "I heard that there is a kid here who wants to see me? How do you think I'm more handsome than the legend?"

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