From the moment Bier escaped from marriage, he knew that this woman seemed to have a special affection for him. However, after being fooled with the concubines of King Yundan for more than two years, out of protection for her, he chose to keep the two within a suitable distance. She only became the shadow of attacking him at a critical moment.

Although he had been stumbling with Princess Yun for so long today, Yan Ping, who was already drunk and hazy, immediately woke up in the closed space in the box because the air was not circulating. The wine seemed to have a lot of momentum, but his head hurts very much at this moment.

The box just fell to the ground, and a gust of fragrant wind came towards her. Yan Ping, who saw the light again, deliberately dodged in a black suit, showing a concerned look. Yan Ping was extremely depressed today, and the smell of powder and alcohol were mixed with an unpleasant smell. This was obviously a symptom of excessive indulgence. When Bier was in Dazhai, she often saw it. What she didn't understand was that Yan Ping had fallen to the point of betraying herself in this palace? Perhaps this was his real way to make a living. Bier frowned, and over time, a hanging needle pattern formed between her eyebrows. A crazy monk once told her this face: her parents are defeated, her children are defeated, and she will die suddenly when she is lonely in her old age.

In fact, this "hanging needle breaking seal" was not originally available at first, but after staying by Yan Ping for a long time for more than a year, every time I saw the distance between the two of them seem to be getting farther and farther away, a sense of sadness arises naturally, and the depressed chest gradually rots and deteriorates in my heart. After a long time of grief, this hanging needle pattern naturally forms on my face.

Yan Ping breathed fresh air in big mouthfuls. Perhaps only in this way could he know that he was still alive. After Bier pulled him, he forced himself not to be so disobedient in front of her. When he was almost about to bump into her, he stretched out his two fingers and hooked the box behind him, so that there was no situation that made both of them embarrassed.

"You ask Erdan to send you a few innocent faces to check the group of very silly guys who entered the city today, especially those with very white skin. See what their purpose is. We are just here to make money. If someone dares to cut off our financial path, then he is our enemy. We are also ready to prosper and lose both. Once there is any accident with King Yundan, we have been working hard to run the business road for more than three years. I think you know better what this means afterwards."

Yan Ping said the matter very seriously because he felt a certain crisis brought by the bald monk. From the moment he saw him for the first time, he really didn't want to be enemies with such a person from the bottom of his heart.

The moon was cold and the stars were sparse. A cold wind blew towards the desolate streets. Yan Ping's wine suddenly woke up a little. At the end of the wine shop, there was only a wine shop called "Wuwei Pavilion" still open. He walked in alone with a staggering pace.

This winery has been on the ground for more than a year, and this "Wuwei Pavilion" is the leader. King Yundan and the princes and nobles are frequent visitors here. They like the mutton with unique flavors made by the chef.

Yan Ping is the largest shareholder of this "Wuwei Pavilion". As for another shareholder, Yun Danwang, in addition to enjoying the delicious food here for free, he can also make a lot of bonuses. Yun Danwang, who tasted the sweetness, has further plans to open another branch in the west of the city. However, this time he put Prince Nimagu, fully responsible, and gave Yan Ping a vaccination in advance. When the new store is opened, all the chefs here must move there.

Flies do not bite seamless eggs. When King Yundan and Yan Ping said this, they were both stern. Yan Ping stood by his side uneasy and agreed to it slouchingly. The guilt that had originally slept with his women was wiped out, just think that these were the overnight expenses for rewarding King Yundan who was "pimpeded". As long as you think about this, the pain of being cut by someone was wiped out, and the smile on your face became more sincere. King Yundan was very satisfied with this guy who knew the general and the current affairs.

There are rumors that the wine shops around the "Wuwei Pavilion" have long been targeted by King Yundan, but the income of those wine shops cannot keep up with the income of the "Wuwei Pavilion" for a day. Rather than saying that the wine shops are helping King Yundan make money, it is better to say that these wine shops are more suitable for their money to trap King Yundan. After not making enough money, he finally couldn't help but slash at the "Wuwei Pavilion". A suffocating guy could not withstand the bewitching of three people as a tiger.

Unfortunately, King Yundan didn't know that the mysterious thing like the "secret recipe" could be taught. Even if these cooks were dug up, the "Wuweizhai" would still taste the original. The wine shop opened by the royal background has long been terrified by the merchants and herdsmen below in recent years. A pot of wine will make them taste bitter, and a piece of plump mutton will make them feel more heartwarming after they are eaten. This kind of wine shop can foresee the date of its closing.

Yan Ping had already had a dry mouth. Erdan had already given him a pot of unwarmed wine. After he had filled a glass, the coolness of his body woke up a little more. He kept staring at the door until he finished drinking two pots of good wine. A familiar shadow flashed in from the door. Before he could ask her, a monk came in behind him. They might have met. Yan Ping had already remembered this special person that he could not forget. As for whether the monk could remember him in the crowd, he did not have much hope.

"Why do you think you have to work so hard? We only crossed the street and insisted on taking my people to visit the entire city of Lusai. If you are not tired, I still feel tired." The monk said to Bier playfully. Bier glared at him angrily and looked at Yan Ping for help. She had no choice for this difficult monk.

Yan Ping signaled Bier to retreat first, and hurriedly walked up to the monk and bowed to the monk, saying with a puzzled look: "This monk, our mutton is sold out today, and we do not sell monk food here."

"That's right, this question is simple. I'll find two people who can eat mutton offals to come in, and they'll be fine." The monk clapped his hands, and two strong men quickly stood upright behind the monk, one with a hard bow behind his back, and the other with a bamboo tube like a fire stick. Yan Ping was sure that this bamboo tube could definitely kill people.

In this way, Zhang Hu and Luo Pingyang were eating and drinking around, and they didn't care whether anyone had any trouble inside. Yan Ping admired the courage of these three people.
Chapter completed!