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Chapter 413 No Money

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    In the study room in the front yard of the Fu family, an old man dressed in fine clothes sat behind the desk, and in front of him was a five-jin wine jar.  This mud seal is new, so it can be seen that this jar of wine is not old.

    Fuyong, that is, the old man of the Fu family, raised his white beard and looked at Fu Yuanqing with a cold face. Seeing the grandson spread out on the chair, he felt very angry.

    "Things without bones, if you don't want to sit, just stand for me. Look at you, you have learned the rules. You really get back as you live." Mr. Fu blew his beard and stared, and opened his mouth to curse.

    Fu Yuanqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he didn't know who was unruly, he was almost seventy, and he still opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, and didn't think about his own identity, if it was really his father, then he would be with him  Dad is a generation old.  Although Fu Yuanqing complained in his heart, but when old man Fu said something, he naturally had to listen.

    Immediately sat up straight, with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and said with a smile, "Old man, I brought this wine back for you specially, remember that you can only drink a small cup a day."

    It's okay not to mention the wine, but when he mentioned it, Mr. Fu even raised his eyebrows, looking around for something wheezing.

    Fu Yuanqing is a fine person, so he naturally felt the danger at the first moment. Looking at the old man's actions, he still doesn't know what will happen next.

    "I said, old man, you can calm down. It's not easy for me to come back this time. You're beating me up. Who will earn money for you?"

    As he spoke, Fu Yuanqing stepped forward and walked behind the old man, smiled flatteringly, and at the same time squeezed his shoulders, he did not forget to pout his mouth at the jar of wine, "This wine was given by a friend of mine.  A whole hundred-year-old ginseng, she said that you can open the altar and drink it now, but I am thinking of your old body, so I am not willing to take a sip."

    As soon as these words came out, Mr. Fu, who was full of anger, seemed to be poured with cold water, and was instantly extinguished. A pair of sharp eyes stared at the wine jar, and he didn't dislike the ordinary appearance, just like looking at a golden mountain.

    "How much silver did this jar of wine cost?"

    "I didn't spend any money, I told my friend to give it to me."

    Mr. Fu turned his head and glared at Fu Yuanqing, and moved his shoulders away in disgust, "You think I am an old man, I only have a few ginsengs in our family for a hundred years, and they are all bought at a high price. I have never heard of them.  You can have such generous friends."

    The old man didn't need him to wait on him, so Fu Yuanqing was also happy, went back to the chair and sat down, picked up the fan and tapped the palm of his hand, showing a smug smile, "Don't believe me, old man, this wine is really a gift from a friend, call for your name  It¡¯s good for the body. And there will be wine like this that will be transported to Kyoto in the future. Of course, the ginseng inside will definitely not be a whole plant, but it will also have the same effect of nourishing the body.¡±

    Afterwards, Fu Yuanqing told Mr. Fu verbatim what the effects of the wine that Chu Rong had told him, and he did not forget to praise Chu Rong when he was done.

    Mr. Fu has been studying the business all his life, how can he fail to hear the deep meaning in Fu Yuanqing's words, he raised his eyebrows, stroked his beard for a long time before nodding.

    "Come here and write a post, I want to invite some people to drink at the house."

    Fu Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he got up in a jerk, and helped the old man to sit on the low couch in a fawning manner, while he happily started writing the invitation.

    Every time the old man said a name, the joy on Fu Yuanqing's face deepened. After the last name was said, Fu Yuanqing was so shocked that he almost dropped his writing brush. He managed to stabilize his mind before trembling.  Write the post well.

    When he got out of the study door, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Fu Yuanqing shivered all over, his back felt cold, and he realized that he was sweating all over.

    He really didn't expect the old man to mobilize so many people, but if all these people come, then his wine will be sold easily.

    As if he had seen the golden ingot, Fu Yuanqing squinted his eyes and walked towards the backyard in a good mood.

    Originally, I just wanted to show off the ginseng wine to the old man, and let him do his best to escort the business he was about to do, but I didn't expect to get a surprise.

    but¡­¡­

    Thinking that before he came out, the old man asked him when he would marry his wife, the smile on the corner of Fu Yuanqing's mouth disappeared instantly. For some reason, when he heard these words, the first thing that popped into his mind was that  With a hearty smile and a pure and elegant figure.

    Fu Yuanqing shook his head, annoyed at himself thinking about it, that woman has a husband and son, who should he think about.  Perhaps this kind of relationship is the best way for two people to get along with each other. Partners, if they go to a higher level, they can also be called bosom friends.

    ??It is more real than that illusory love.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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