Shopkeeper Liu then gave another reminder: "Remember to help Mr. get wine on the way."

"I know."

The waiter smiled broadly.

Shi Yu put the wine bag and jug around his waist on the table and said, "Two jugs this time."

The waiter grabbed the wine bag and flask and went to get some wine happily.

After drinking, Shi Yu and the waiter left the wine shop one after another.

After drinking a bowl of wine for nothing, the young man who didn't have much ink in his belly still sent a poem:

The face is like a pool, the water is clearer, and I don’t realize that I have wasted half my life.

In the spring, there are no shops in the peach grove, and when new people come to sit down, they are famous for their wine.

There are poems, but no titles.

Walking on the street, the waiter said something to Shi Yu.

"Our shopkeeper actually wants your husband to move the storytelling area to our shop, but he has never been embarrassed to ask. Does he think it can be moved here?"

Shi Yu only answered in one word: "Yes."

After pondering for a moment, he added: "But I need the shopkeeper to tell me personally."

"Okay." The waiter grinned.


Chapter completed!