Three hundred and fiftieth chapters, the red dust
"Oh? I think your business here is not good."
Qingxuan teased and pointed at Xiangzhu, who had already grown ash, and said, "If it was really good and cheap, the business wouldn't be so bad."
This Taoist is really good at speaking!
Wang Youfu felt embarrassed, but after a closer look, he was indeed a little neglected to take care of it, and it was full of unscrupulous dust.
It's really embarrassing.
"This place is near Longhu Mountain, and it has been seized by it. After all, everyone likes to buy it at the big market." Wang Youfu paused and said, "Of course, you can buy it there too. Don't regret it because you miss the cheap and good goods in our store."
Wang Youfu seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Qing Xuan's attitude.
Qingxuan looked at Wang Youfu and said with a smile.
"I'm here to buy wine and drink it. I've got a bowl of rice wine from your house. I haven't drunk your house wine for a long time. I'm so greedy."
"Who bought wine?" Wang Youfu thought to himself and found out that this guy was a drinker.
I haven't drunk it for a long time. Could it be that this Taoist is still an old customer? I don't have any impression.
However, when the other party asked for wine, Wang Youfu would not stop doing business, so he went to get wine.
He was quite skilled in playing wine.
I opened the sealing mud and scooped up the rice wine. The smell was fragrant, which made Qingxuan, who hadn't drunk for a long time, drool directly.
"Hey, you didn't expect to like my grandfather's wine at a young age. My grandfather used to say that not many young people like yellow wine nowadays, and they all like beer..." Seeing Qingxuan's love for yellow wine at all, Wang Youfu was convinced that he might be an old guest he had never met before, and his attitude became much warmer.
"It's this taste, it's so fragrant..." Qingxuan exclaimed without any concealment: "Don't do miscellaneous businesses, just make wine to support your life."
"Actually, I really rely on wine to support my life. Don't you see it? Our small shop has not been able to do a traditional incense and candle business for a long time. After all, this industry is also very competitive, and Longhu Mountain is nearby."
Wang Youfu came over and said in a mess.
For some reason, Wang Youfu had a good impression of the young Taoist in front of him. This unreasonable favor made him say a lot more.
He just teased his store.
"Oh?" Qingxuan said with interest: "Then why is this store still open? It's not directly converted to a wine seller?"
"I heard from my grandfather that it was for the Taoist in the Taoist temple on Wenzhou Mountain...or the Taoist in Wenzhou Mountain once opened it."
Wang Youfu looked at Wenzhou Mountain and murmured.
"Now, my grandfather once said that this magical Taoist, or immortal, lived in Wenzhou Mountain, but after so many years, neither the Taoist nor immortals above have survived. How can I say that, I don't even know whether the so-called legend of immortals on the mountain is true. I heard that I was rescued by that immortal when I was a child. He also subdued a magical green cow in front of my house. Good guy, that green cow also loves to drink yellow wine, just like you."
Qingxuan didn't comment on this, but just smiled.
"You can ask your grandpa if it is true or false."
"My grandpa, he has passed away for almost two years." Wang Youfu suddenly felt a little sad.
"Yeah."
Qingxuan felt that the wine in his hand was much more bland, but he didn't expect that his old friend had passed away.
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Chapter completed!