Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 41

One of the waiters crossed his hands on his chest and looked Liu Dalin up and down, lifting his chin lazily, "The shopkeeper isn't here."

"..."

"Our boss is here, what's the matter?"

"That's great! We'd like to talk to him about a business deal, can you let us in?" Liu Dalin's mood went up and down a lot, but his tension loosened up quite a bit.

Although the waiters in this shop looked even more unreliable, at least they didn't drive them away like the previous one.

Pursing his lips, the waiter turned straight inside, "Come in."

Liu Yusheng ambled over to Liu Dalin's ear, "Halfway there, Dad's awesome! When we talk about the price, remember, don't yield! 500 wen! If it works, it will be a huge success! Exhale and raise your eyebrows, Dad!"

With the big pie drawn in front of him, Liu Dalin's waist unconsciously straightened and his momentum spiraled.

They followed the waiter to the second floor and stopped in front of a private room.

The waiter knocked on the door: "Master, someone is asking for an audience, saying they want to talk about some business. I brought them up. Would you like to meet them?"

Liu Yusheng took a look at the waiter and a lot of her first impressions were overturned. His words were a disguised plea in their favor.

"Who is it? The restaurant's closing down. What's the point of talking about business with them? No!" The voice that came from inside was very young, sounding only eight or nine years old.

Liu Dalin and Liu Yusheng looked at each other, speechless.

What was going on here?

Could a master several years old make decisions?

"Master, just try it as a last resort. There might be a surprise? They're already up, you see?"

"If you make any more noise, you'll be punished by cleaning the stables!"

"..." The waiter turned around, shrugged at the two and gestured for them to go out.

They should go. He tried his best.

With disappointment in his eyes, Liu Dalin forced a smile at the waiter and turned around, ready to walk away.

"Dad, put me down." Liu Yusheng struggled.

"Nannan?" Afraid that the little baby would fall, Liu Dalin put her down.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Liu Yusheng directly pushed the door of the room and crashed in, "If this deal is done, maybe your restaurant won't have to close . You really won't talk about it?"

At the round table of the room sat a fat little boy in brocade, about eight or nine years old, with several long golden locks hanging down his chest, and the same golden crown bundled on his head. Even his clothes were embroidered with gold thread. His whole person looked like a walking golden coin. The impatience in his fleshy round face still hasn't faded, and now, he was staring at Liu Yushen with little eyes: "A little baby? Who let you in? I didn't let you in! How dare you barge in! Go back!"

Liu Dalin, who came in after her, looked at the scene and was a bit overwhelmed. Why did he feel like he was looking at a smaller version of the gilded Maitreya?

The more he looked, the more he felt like it.

The waiter didn't follow in, hiding behind the door and peeked in secretly. If he went in, Master's wrath would surely pass onto him.

He wasn't that stupid to go in and get killed.

Ignoring the little boy's anger, Liu Yusheng stepped forward and put the wine jar on the round table. The little girl then climbed onto the chair and then struggled to pull the cork. Immediately, the rich fruit and wine fragrance filled the air and permeated the room.

"What's this? It smells good!" The chubby boy's nose widened and closed, but he was still unsatisfied, so he quickly ran around the round table to Liu Yusheng's side. He held the wine jar and looked inside: "This is wine? No, no, no. Fruit wine? It's also not that. What kind of fruit wine in Nanling Kingdom hasn't this young master drunk before? This is the first time I've ever smelled this. What the hell is it?"

"Grape fruit wine, only my family can make it in the whole of Nanling Kingdom!" Liu Yusheng cupped her hands and snatched the wine jar away: "Shall we talk business?"

"Talk!"

Liu Dalin, who was standing by, just recovered from the image of the little boy Maitreya, when the conversation winded him again.

Talk? Was it done?

That easy?

The little fatty didn't leave, and sat down directly next to Liu Yusheng: "If you want to talk business, I have to taste this grape fruit wine, right? Don't think that because I'm too young, you can swindle me! This entire restaurant is run by me!"

Liu Yusheng quietly rolled her eyes. Wasn't this business going out of business?

With this in mind, she still took the cup from the table and poured a small cup of fruit wine into it, "Here, you drink!"

The little fatty couldn't wait to hold up the wine cup. He first sniffed the aroma, then lowered his head and took a big sip.

When the wine was still in his mouth, his eyes widened in surprise and he nodded with all his might.

It was fruit wine, and very sweet, but that sweetness wasn't the sugar sweetness added to it, mixed with the slight bitterness of the wine, mellow and soft. It was an incredible taste!

With just one sip, the taste was unforgettable!

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