Chapter 580 Fake Antiques [07] Ten Fragrant Soft Tendon Powder(1/2)
Si Sheng said that the place to have fun was a small town one or two hours away from the village.
The town has developed well in the past two years, with tourism emerging, accommodation, catering and other surrounding industries developing with it, and the entertainment industry has gradually expanded.
There must be some "kiln" that Ling Xize thinks of. Si Sheng is quite versatile, but he will definitely not take Ling Xize over there.
"What fun do you want?"
After parking the car, Ling Xize looked at the bustling street and asked with Si Sheng.
"Eat, drink, have fun."
After saying that, Si Sheng had already walked out of the car with the bamboo flute.
With a sigh, Ling Xize followed his superior Sheng.
"I haven't been here for three or four years," Si Sheng pressed the brim of the cap and introduced to Ling Xize. "The change was very big. In the past, this road was bumpy, and it was rebuilt, and many new stores were opened nearby... Oh, there are actually Internet celebrity foods."
Ling Xize thought that such a big change might impact Si Sheng's feelings. Unexpectedly, Si Sheng was quite happy after taking a walk around, "The income has increased and the environment has improved."
Looking at her bright smile, Ling Xize couldn't help but curl her lips and chuckled.
She was quite open-minded.
This place has changed like what Si Sheng remembers. He has been to the store several times and has been replaced with a new one. Si Sheng is not sad or reminiscent of him. When he sees his favorites, he still comes to the door, just like when he is here for the first time.
Si Sheng loves traditional craftsmanship, such as sugar painting, ceramics, carving, paper cutting, bamboo weaving, etc., and she has learned all those who can get started. Such a little interest makes her very popular when she is away, such as now.
She used the stall to draw candy paintings and attracted a lot of tourists with her beauty; she played ceramics with Ling Xize, and the couple cup she made was the most beautiful; she passed by a bamboo weaving shop and chatted with someone, and was invited to eat two strings of candied haws, and gave her some specialties at home, which she could not buy...
In short, this is a woman who treats love as a plug-in and takes advantage of all kinds of things outside.
Si Sheng basically didn't spend much money, and he relied on free and gifts from the store, so he just took advantage of it all the way.
Ling Xize has more and more things in his hands.
"Are you tired?"
Si Sheng, who was holding only a bamboo flute in his hand, suddenly asked Ling Xize kindly.
Ling Xize frowned gently.
Sure enough, the next moment, Si Sheng raised the bamboo flute and pointed to the restaurant on one side, "My friend drove it, are you going to play?"
“…”
Here comes, here comes, Si Sheng’s honey connections.
It was a retro two-story wooden house, which was said to be a restaurant, and it was probably the same as a bar. A young man sat on the second floor, holding a guitar and singing folk songs. Occasionally, tourists who stopped downstairs were attracted by the singing and walked into the tavern, listened to folk songs and drank for two or three friends.
This kind of place is quite compatible with Si Sheng's temperament.
"Sister Sheng!"
As soon as Si Sheng entered the door, the restaurant automatically gave him a sign. The staff at the front desk recognized him with a sharp eye and waved to Si Sheng with joy.
It’s not that Si Sheng has friends everywhere, and it’s been a long time since she’s recognized her. It’s really her face is so eye-catching that it’s hard to forget if you’ve seen it. In addition, her personality is too distinct, and you can never forget her after getting along with her for a little while.
Si Sheng asked: "Is there an empty seat on the second floor?"
"Some." The staff hurriedly said, "I'll take you up there. What to drink?"
"Your boss makes peach blossoms drunk."
"Why!"
The staff nodded without hesitation.
The newcomer who didn't know Si Sheng next to him was scratching his head and looked confused. The wine brewed by the boss never sold, and it was hard to find a fortune in the store. He only drank a little when the boss brought his friends. Why did he drink it when he came to this beauty without even saying hello?
After keeping the things in his hand for the staff to keep, Ling Xize realized it and thought of a few words, "I drove here."
"Look for a delegate driver." Si Sheng said decisively, then approached Ling Xize, pulled his sleeve, and whispered, "The boss is a wine brewing family. He inherited the ancient wine craftsmanship, learned this industry, combined with modern technology, and summarized a set of his own craftsmanship, which is not a story... Anyway, if the wine he brewed is not drunk, it is a loss. You can't drink it alone."
What kind of people and what kind of friends do you make?
Si Sheng only found heirs of major skills through his connections. He was probably able to make his debut in groups. Such as bxt48, which specializes in showing the audience various traditional skills...
Ling Xize suddenly thought of something, "With your alcohol tolerance..."
"I'll just take a few sips, and you can help me with the rest." Si Sheng had already thought of a countermeasure.
Ling Xize: "..."
OK.
After all, I came out to "have fun" and couldn't help Si Sheng's fun.
However, Ling Xize's cooperation with Si Sheng does not disappoint, which does not mean that some people who are not good at ignorance can be sensible.
There are not many guests on the second floor. After the peach blossoms are brewed with blooming, a scent of peach blossoms immediately spread and spread to the entire floor. Most of the guests present smelled it and explored the source of the fragrance.
Soon they found out about the tables of Si Sheng and Ling Xize.
However, each table is separated, not a private room, and it is semi-open. If the angle is not good, you can't see it. If you have thin skin, you will feel embarrassed to come forward to see it.
but--
There are always strange things.
As soon as Si Sheng and Ling Xize took a few sips, a man grabbed a waiter and pointed at the two of them and shouted angrily: "What do you mean? I can't buy one or two of your boss's peach blossoms for six figures. I have to say that only the boss can only Kaifeng! What do you mean now? I see that your boss is not here either! Why don't you follow the rules now?!"
"I, I don't know..."
The waiter was completely unaware of the situation and was dragged all the way over by being pulled, pale and stuttering.
Ling Xize raised his glass and paused slightly. He glanced at the troublemaker with his eyes squinted. He ignored it at all. He handed the wine glass to his lips and drank the peach blossoms in the glass in one go.
Good wine.
When Si Sheng brags, he never adds water.
"How is it?" Si Sheng supported the erection with one hand, playing with the bamboo flute, and asked Ling Xize with great interest.
"Yes." Ling Xize nodded in approval, and at the same time he did not forget about the benefits, "Can you bring some back?"
Si Sheng said cheerfully: "Okay, let them pack all the spare parts later."
That neat and unaware of it, I thought she was the boss.
The two of them had a peaceful conversation, and the man and the waiter both watched, their eyes wider than the other.
!!!
Are you living in a different dimension, or are there a barrier in the middle and you can't see the scene next to you at all?!
"What a big tone," the man couldn't stand Si Sheng's words, and pushed the waiter aside, and began to look for Si Sheng's fault. "Who are you? Take the wine in the store if you want?"
"I want to get it, he is willing to give it to it." Si Sheng lowered his head and looked at him lazyly, "What's wrong with you, bald guy?"
If you said that you didn't want to cause trouble at the beginning, but the word "bad" in Si Sheng's mouth was like stepping on the thunder. The man's violent temper suddenly came.
It was not because of anything else, but was hit by the sore spot.
In fact, he is only in his early twenties, but because of his baldness, he is ten years older. He looks greasy and old. In addition, he doesn't pay attention to his clothes, so his external image is really hard to describe.
"Damn, you're asking for trouble, right?"
The man clenched his hands into a fist and raised his breath and wanted to do it directly.
Ling Xize lifted his eyelids and hesitated for a second about the question of "Whether to save the beauty", and then decisively chose to give up and let Si Sheng handle it himself.
Anyway, he is the wife of the village, and taking action will destroy his character.
Before the man could punch, Si Sheng suddenly pinched the wine glass and poured it directly on his face, splashing the greasy fat face. Although the wine is sweet and delicious, it has a sweet aftertaste, but it has a very high degree and is very strong. As soon as the wine catches his eyes, the man immediately covered his face and screams.
The attack power is converted to zero.
This alarmed the entire second floor.
Some customers who are afraid of the world will not be in chaos will be watched, and some are afraid of causing trouble will leave, and waiters and men's friends will flock to you.
Someone quickly picked up two bottles of mineral water and washed the man's eyes quickly. After pouring it, it was afraid that it would no longer hurt, but the man's eyes were red and swollen, like a young wife who had cried all day and night. It was really ridiculous.
Looking at Si Sheng and Ling Xize, they not only did not take advantage of the chaos, but instead poured out a glass of wine and chatted very calmly. The topic of the conversation was that there was a good place for plums, so I could take some back... but it was so annoying.
"grass!"
The man was completely furious and rushed towards Si Sheng regardless of the obstacles.
Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, moved his wrist slightly, and did not even get up. He directly pointed the bamboo flute at him, activated the mechanism, and a long needle pierced into his abdomen.
A stinging pain in his abdomen, the man was stunned at first, blinked, and looked down.
A needle.
It doesn't seem to feel much.
"Mr. Feng, forget it!"
"There are many adults, so we won't bother with them."
"You can't make trouble here. Mr. Feng, let's go."
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To be continued...