To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 130 Departure

  In the restaurant, there are only two tables of drinkers left.

  One table is Wei Han who has been here for three days in a row, and the other table is a strong man who has been here for three days in a row.

  The strong man is still sucking chicken bones.

   Wei Han wiped the corners of his lips gracefully, and ordered Shi Yan to deduct the overpayment for the meal from yesterday.

   "Go slowly." Shi Yan sent the master outside the door as usual.

  No way, he called guest officer, if he forgets that this is God, then he will not be far from brushing the bucket.

  Thinking about the dinner he had these two days, he must keep his job of looking after Dabai!

   Wei Han didn't go out, but walked towards Luo Sheng step by step.

  When Shi Yan saw it, he lowered his eyes and stood where he was, not to disturb him.

  Speak a few more words with Miss Luo, water drips through stone, iron pestle grinds a needle, maybe someday it will move Miss Luo's iron heart.

  However, you can no longer order food!

  Thinking of this, Shi Yan coughed hard as a reminder.

   Wei Han stopped in front of Luo Sheng.

  Luo Sheng leaned lazily on the counter and looked up at him: "What's the matter, my lord?"

   Wei Han nodded slightly.

   "I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tomorrow night."

  His tone was calm and composed. If people who don't know the relationship between the two hear it, they will probably misunderstand that this is an old couple who respect each other as guests.

  Shi Yan's eyes lit up.

  Master has a future.

  Luo Sheng's attitude was much colder, he didn't even say "uh", and looked at the other party quietly.

  This is a restaurant, there is nothing to say if you come tomorrow or not.

   "Waiting for tomorrow, I wonder if I can ask Shi Yan to send some food and wine to the palace?" Wei Han was silent for a while, and said his ultimate goal.

  Shi Yan's eyes darkened, and he almost knelt down to his master.

  Master, you are so serious when you walk in front of her girl, even if you say that the thread skirt Miss Luo is wearing today is so pretty.

  In the end, you asked if they could deliver it!

  Luo Sheng didn't even hesitate, and smiled: "I'm really sorry, the store doesn't do delivery, and customers aren't allowed to take it out."

  Other rules of the restaurant can be changed, but this one alone cannot.

   Only in this way can she be sure to attract that big fish.

   Wei Han's eyes dimmed slightly.

  No zeros, no discounts, no delivery, and no free food.

  Confirmed that he was on the same level as the strong man sucking chicken bones, Wei Han said indifferently: "See you later."

   "It's easy for you, my lord." Luo Sheng bent his knees slightly, as if dismissing any drinker.

  Shi Yan couldn't bear to look any longer, and stroked his forehead quietly.

   It's not that he said it, the master is in a terrible mess.

   Wei Han turned and walked out.

  Shi Yan hurriedly chased after him: "Humble job will send you out."

   "No need." Wei Han strode forward without stopping.

  Shi Yan followed closely behind, insisting: "Let the humble job send you off."

  Outside the restaurant, the night breeze faded away the heat of the day and brought a bit of coolness.

  Shi Yan called Wei Han to stop: "Master—"

   Wei Han looked at him silently.

  I won't be able to eat the food cooked by Miss Luo tomorrow, so I'm not in a good mood. This kid had better not talk nonsense.

  Shi Yan doesn't want to make trouble with his master, but when he thinks about it, he has to take a long-term view, and he can't give up the possibility of long-term success for the sake of a small profit in front of him.

  The little guard suddenly developed courage, and opened his mouth and said: "Master, you can't do this—"

  Before he finished speaking, he slapped himself: "Bah, it's easy to say."

   Stay away from Kerr in the future!

  Thinking of Kouer, Shi Yan's temples twitched.

  Fortunately, when he first came here, he thought Kerr was a rare and normal one, it was so naive.

   "I can't do it?" Wei Han had a cold look in his eyes.

  Shi Yan laughed dryly: "Humble job doesn't mean that-"

   "What do you mean?" Wei Han suddenly stopped and looked at the little guard seriously.

  He also wanted to know what was wrong with him, so that Miss Luo didn't even bother to wipe away the odds.

  Shi Yan was about to cry in fright: "Master, don't think too much, you can do it. The humble job means that you want to please Miss Luo, so you can't go over and talk to me like this..."

   Wei Han frowned, and said in a cold tone, "I didn't want to please Miss Luo."

  He just likes the food cooked by Miss Luo, that's all.

  Shi Yan forgot to be afraid when he heard it, and only hated iron for being weak: Why are you so unresponsive!

   "Master, do you want to be able to eat the dishes cooked by Miss Luo all the time?"

   Wei Han nodded.

   "When you think you can't come because of something, Miss Luo makes an exception and agrees to deliver it?"

   Wei Han nodded again.

   "Do you think that one day, you can ask Miss Luo to do whatever you want?"

   Wei Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

   Is this idea a bit too bold?

   "So!" Shi Yan clapped his hands, "If you please Miss Luo, all of this will be possible."

   Wei Han walked forward in silence.

  The night is not very dark yet, from near to far, thousands of houses are lit.

  The man's fair face was stained crimson by the orange light cast by the red lanterns hanging outside the street shop.

  He coughed lightly, and asked Shi Yan: "How can I please Miss Luo?"

   "Of course it's what he likes." Seeing that his master listened to it, Shi Yan was so excited.

   "Follow what he likes?" Wei Han frowned for a long time and thought for a long time, before asking unsurely, "You mean to give Miss Luo a face?"

  Shi Yan staggered and nearly fell down.

  What are you doing with the noodles? Do you still have Mingzhu and Negexue to play horses with him?

   Wait, something seems wrong...

   Don't worry about this yet.

   "Beizhi feels that Miss Luo is not interested in Fian Shou now, and those two Fian Shou are raising geese."

   Wei Han's face turned cold: "Just tell me what to do, don't be verbose."

  When he is willing to give Miss Luo a face?

   "Ahem, you can observe with your heart to see what Miss Luo cares about the most. I think every girl likes something different."

  Wei Han understood.

   It turned out that this kid was just bragging, but in fact he was not much better than him.

   Wei Han lost interest in asking questions, and waved Shi Yan away.

  In the wine shop, the strong man was questioning Sheng Sanlang: "Why don't I even wipe off the change for the half price of the table?"

   Sheng Saburo explained with a good temper: "There are friends from our boss at that table."

  The strong man didn't want to listen to the explanation at all, he just wanted to keep the last bit of wealth in his pocket: "That won't work, if you give them half price, you must give me half price, or I won't leave!"

Hongdou squeezed Sheng Sanlang away, pinched his waist and scolded: "Hey, you didn't even give Kaiyang King a meal, your face is bigger than the prince's? You still can't think about leaving, do you think we take care of the meal?" ?”

   "Take care of the food? What do you do?" The strong man grasped the point at once.

  Shi Yan came in just in time, when he heard the strong man asked to take care of the meal, he reached out and grabbed the strong man and threw it out, shouting: "Close the door!"

  Hong Dou slammed the door of the restaurant, and smiled sweetly at Shi Yan: "Shi Sanhuo, you did a good job."

  Shi Yan blinked, thinking to himself: Look, he is just trying to please girls.

   It's actually quite easy.

  The strong man who was thrown out returned home in a daze, crying.

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  The next day, the sky was cloudy.

  A black-faced boy looked up at the city gate and murmured, "Brother, the city gate of the capital looks so high."

  The bearded man smiled: "Don't be afraid, we have people in the capital."

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)