Datang: Eight-year-old general

Chapter 188 The Young Lord Meng Lang
"A tael of silver?"

Li Yi picked up the flagon and smelled it, raised his eyebrows, looked up at the hostess of the tavern, and asked, "That's it?"

"What do you mean?"

The hostess of the tavern narrowed her eyes slightly, and said angrily, "You look down on my sweet-scented osmanthus wine?"

This wine was brewed by her father after more than ten years of painstaking efforts.

For this reason, he was exhausted and died.

To commemorate her father, she opened this sweet-scented osmanthus tavern by herself.

Osmanthus fragrans, also known as Osmanthus fragrans, is also her name.

And Li Yi actually looked down on her wine, which touched the heart of the tavern owner.

"In Chang'an, and even Datang, it can be said to be the best wine."

Li Yi paused, and then said, "But in my eyes, it's nothing more than mediocre. The fragrance of flowers is too strong, covering up the taste of wine. Drinking too much will make people feel slightly greasy."

"If I'm not mistaken, the person who comes to drink is only two jugs of wine, so let's eat the vegetables and put the wine aside."

"You... nonsense!"

The hostess of the tavern was shocked, what Li Yi said was true.

It's just that she tried many times, but it didn't improve the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and eliminate the greasy taste.

Good drink is good drink.

But the disadvantage is also fatal.

Dian Wei had already drank a pot, and seeing what Li Yi said was true, he couldn't help being dumb and muttering about it.

Sure enough, the fragrance of flowers in his mouth was delicious, but after a careful aftertaste, he found that he was a bit tired, and looked at Li Yi with admiration from the side.

The general is really powerful, but he knows his shortcomings just by smelling it.

And Dian Wei's reaction also fell into the eyes of Li Yi and the hostess of the tavern, making their expressions different.

The hostess of the tavern had a complicated pretty face. Looking at Li Yi's eight-year-old appearance, she wondered if it was a dwarf man pretending to be tender.

In other words, this kid has been soaked in a wine tank since he was a child.

Otherwise, how can you be so young and know so much about wine?
Li Yi was embarrassed.

He grinned and said, "Little lady, take back your weird eyes, otherwise I will think that you have taken a fancy to my cuteness and have evil thoughts."

"Young, glib, begging for beatings!"

The hostess of the tavern was slightly angry.

Today, the improved sweet-scented osmanthus wine was brewed again, and I was quite interested, so when I saw the lovely Li Yi from a distance, I made a few words of ridicule.

Who knows, but he got angry and didn't say anything.

Still bad.

Let Li Yikan break through the shortcomings of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Oh, I would have set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

Li Yi sighed worriedly.

Pick up the wine jug and have a drink for yourself, and enter. .

"puff!"

"It's really hard to drink."

Spitting out the wine and turning his head, he looked at Dian Wei with a sad face and said, "Old Dian, I have lost my love."

Lost love?

Dian Wei was stunned, and said in a daze, "Where did the loss of love come from?"

"Huh, it seems so."

Li Yi came to his senses, patted Dian Wei on the shoulder and said, "Wake up the dreamer with one word, you can see through Lao Dian."

Dian Wei continued to be dazed.

what did i say?

Didn't I ask a question?

"Stinky boy!!"

The hostess of the tavern was in a hurry.

He gritted his silver teeth and clenched his fists tightly. He really wanted to give Li Yi a shot.

This kid not only ruined her wine, but also kept making fun of himself. It's tolerable. My sister can't bear it, but I can bear it.

It's not that the blue marks on his face ruined his entire lovely face and made the hostess of the tavern feel pity.

Li Yi was afraid he was going to get punched.

However, Li Yi didn't seem to see the hostess of the tavern getting angry, so he raised his head and said in doubt,

"Hey, what are you still doing here, little lady?"

"Where's my food?"

"Aren't you going to urge me?"

"you..."

These three sentences almost made the hostess of the tavern explode. She took two deep breaths, stretched out her hand and said, "Hmph, give me the money first!"

"Am I a poor money man?"

Li Yi rolled his eyes, looked sideways at You Ming Guijun and said, "You Shiwu will give her gold and silver as a betrothal gift."

You Shiwu nodded, took out a gold cake from his bosom, and handed it to the hostess of the tavern.

"Gold cake?!"

The hostess of the tavern was stunned.

He ignored Li Yi's words, but pushed, "The store is small, too many to find."

Li Yi shrugged, "That can't be helped, the smallest money on me is this golden pancake."

After finishing speaking, seeing that the hostess of the tavern still hadn't picked it up, she said sternly, "And you can take what the owner of the tavern gave you, and I'll buy a hundred jars of ordinary wine from you for the rest, is that okay?"

"Why do you want ordinary drinks?"

"Take a shower, are you satisfied?"

"Rogue!"

The hostess of the tavern was speechless, took the golden pancake, turned around and said, "I agree, but this money will be considered as your future drinking money, if you can't use it all up, you can ask me to refund it."

Before the words were finished, the person had already gone to the back hall to urge the dishes.

"Little Aojiao, this is a disease and needs to be cured."

Li Yi pouted.

His eyes shone with success.

He is not a prodigal son, he just came here to tease the hostess of the tavern, but for another purpose.

At this time.

When the other drinkers in the tavern saw the lady owner of the tavern leaving, they raised their glasses and smiled at Li Yi, "Young Lord is really eloquent. I admire you for being able to tease the sweet-scented osmanthus lady like this."

Li Yi also smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, I'm telling the truth, but it's a pity that she doesn't believe it."

This sentence caused everyone in the tavern to laugh.

"Haha, what an interesting little gentleman."

"Xiao Lang-jun, the osmanthus lady is not an ordinary woman, you work hard."

"Judging from Mr. Xiaolang's accent, it doesn't look like someone from Chang'an."

Listening to the words of the drinkers, Li Yi raised his glass and said, "The ancestral home is Chang'an. Today, the owner of the villa is happy. It is fate to meet and chat. Everyone enjoy it as much as you want. I will take the blame for it."

This move attracted the favor of the drinkers, and he couldn't help showing a kind smile to Li Yi.

"Xiao Langjun is very generous."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang."

"Ms. Osmanthus, bring me a jug of wine."

The sweet-scented osmanthus in the back hall came out with a dark face, "I bought you off after a meal of wine, today the wine is not for sale, only vegetables."

"..."

The drinker laughed dumbfounded, turned sideways, and drank with his companions, and no anger occurred.

They knew the character of sweet-scented osmanthus, so how could they care about this sentence?
There was only one person, still full of anger, and shouted, "Osmanthus fragrans, bring the food quickly."

"Brat, who is your name Osmanthus fragrans!"

Osmanthus osmanthus carried two dishes of side dishes and put them on the table, staring beautifully.

"Hey, isn't sweet-scented osmanthus the same as sweet-scented osmanthus? I'm not mistaken."

Li Yi pretended to be puzzled, then turned over the dishes in front of him with chopsticks, and said, "No meat? How do you serve wine?"

"..."

Osmanthus was speechless, and wanted to refute Li Yi, but couldn't find a reason to refute.

Osmanthus osmanthus's expression darkened for the next question, "Today is General Li Yi's coffin returning to Chang'an, and the shop will not eat meat for three days, so we can express our hearts and pray for General Li Yi."

Li Yi, who was holding the chopsticks, stiffened his hands, and then said, "It's Meng Lang, the owner of the village."

Then he put down his chopsticks and said, "If you want to taste the wine of the world, you can come to the old farm twenty miles north of the city in the future."

At this point, Li Yi stood up, turned around and walked out of the Osmanthus tavern.

The osmanthus froze in place.

(End of this chapter)