Chapter 31 Life Is Impermanent

In the vast China, the art of language has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are really too many ways to speak.

For example, here, Mr. Lu's "difficult to speak", what does it mean to be difficult to speak?

Take a look, you have already said that you are embarrassed to open your mouth, so what else can I say, I can only let you say whatever you want...

But they are ordinary people. As an extraordinary Boss Qin, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he answered the same as everyone else!

"Oh, since it's hard to say, then don't say it..." Boss Qin said seriously.

Uh-huh? Rao, Mr. Lu is well-informed, and this is the first time he has seen such an answer in this life. The malicious answer coupled with Boss Qin's serious face, for a while, let Mr. Lu He was stunned.

This script is obviously wrong, it shouldn't be, I said I couldn't say it, and then you said please feel free, why did you just block the door for me...

On one side, Miss Xue raised her head and looked up at the sky. She had no choice. If she continued to lower her head, she thought she would burst out laughing... But the scene couldn't be so deadlocked, so Miss Xue still reached out to touch it. Qin Feng.

Uh... Boss Qin realized that he still had to complete the task. Alas, he couldn't help it, so he just said the usual annoying words, and even matched them with expressions. What should I say? Occupational disease...

There is no way, what I dislike the most on weekdays is this way of speaking, such as "I can't say it", or "I don't know if I should say something..."

Nonsense, you have already said that, it’s not clear what you want to say, since you want to say it, you can say it, if you don’t say what you want to say, how would I know you want to say it, so if you want to say it, don’t say it If you don't want to say it, you have to say it...

Therefore, in the tavern on weekdays, as long as you meet someone who talks like this, Boss Qin will definitely not be polite, and you will die if you open your mouth.

But now I have a task, so I can't do this, so... After about 30 seconds of stalemate in the embarrassing situation, Boss Qin suddenly smiled seriously: "Oh, Mr. Lu, I'm just kidding you, you have something to do directly. Say it, just say it..."

Mr. Lu: Heh...heh, if this is a joke, I will crash my head on this cushion right now!

Fortunately, the situation is no longer so stalemate, Mr. Lu laughed a few times and said: "The thing is, Boss Qin, as for me, until now, I only have one daughter, who is seven years old this year..."

Like all cliché stories,

Mr. Lu's daughter was fine until she was seven years old.

A sudden serious illness put Mr. Lu's daughter in critical condition. Although modern medicine is powerful, there is really no way to deal with some diseases.

Mr. Lu tried all the methods, but it was still useless. Seeing that his daughter's life had entered a countdown.

At this time, nothing was useless. Mr. Lu quit all his jobs to be with his daughter and fulfill all her wishes.

And at this time, the news about Boss Qin of Jiuxianju was seen by his daughter. The miraculous wine that can beautify the skin and lose weight made her very obsessed, thinking that one day she could drink a little too.

Originally, such a thing was nothing to Mr. Lu. After all, as long as you have money, you can buy any wine you want, but the quantity is not much.

However, I don't know what my daughter thinks, maybe it's a habit I developed since I was a child, thinking that my father is omnipotent, so I want Mr. Lu to brew this kind of wine...

If there were some people, they would probably buy it directly and pretend to be the wine he made himself, but Mr. Lu didn't think so. He improvised, hired a lot of wine masters to teach him how to make wine, and then practiced day and night...

Unfortunately, Mr. Lu did not know that such wine cannot be brewed in this world.

Without those special materials, there would not be these special wines, and this has nothing to do with wine-making techniques.

Moreover, the technology of brewing wine itself needs time to accumulate, and experience is the most important. Experienced masters can know where the brewing is at and how much time is needed by smelling and looking at it.

Therefore, Mr. Lu has been working day and night, and he has only brewed some things that can barely be regarded as "wine".

It was difficult to put it into words, not to mention the effect. There was no other way, so he could only focus on Boss Qin. First, he wanted the other party to point him out. The boss is playing a game with himself.

The daughter is leaving soon, and the other person admires the most, besides him as the father, is Boss Qin. The daughter can no longer drink now, and if Boss Qin speaks out, the daughter will definitely believe it.

Although this is also a lie, compared to the previous ones, it is undoubtedly acceptable to Mr. Lu.

"Boss Qin, she is only seven years old. Sometimes I really can't figure out why that disease happened to her. She has just started to see the world, and she is about to leave..."

"So I beg Boss Qin for your help. As long as you help, I will agree to any conditions!"

Qin Feng looked at the other party. He didn't look carefully just now, but now he realized that Mr. Lu's eyes were bloodshot, and he could tell at a glance that he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Frowning slightly, Qin Feng was noncommittal, but said: "Let's go and see your wine and your daughter first."

The reason why he didn't rush to agree was because Qin Feng wanted to see how the other party's daughter was doing. Many of the wines in Jiuxianju were related to health, such as blood spirit wine. If possible, he wanted to see if there was any hope.

Half an hour later, at the door of Mr. Lu's bedroom, Qin Feng saw Mr. Lu's seven-year-old daughter.

The other party was sleeping there, or it could be described as a coma. The hospital had given up and took him home for conservative treatment.

Without the help of the system, even Qin Feng can feel that the life of the other party has indeed come to an end.

This is no longer what my castrated version of immortal wine can save, and none of the current several immortal wines is specifically designed to save lives.

Mr. Lu and his wife, an elegant woman, stood outside the bedroom, but their faces were full of sadness now.

Qin Feng looked at Mr. Lu shaking his head and nodded again. Mr. Lu's face became more sad, but he tried his best to look happy and walked into the bedroom.

Shaking his head means that the washing is indeed not finished, and nodding means that it can start.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan..." He called out a few words, and when his daughter opened her eyes, Mr. Lu hurriedly put away all the sadness and said, "Don't sleep, Xiaolan, didn't you keep calling to see Boss Qin?" Well, come and see this way!"

The little girl on the bed couldn't help opening her eyes wide after hearing the words, trying to look towards the door.

At the door, Qin Feng looked at Miss Xue, who was also a little bit sad, and gently shook her hand to express comfort. Then, the indifferent smile that appeared on his face after a long day, stood at the door and looked inside. The little girl who was already dying of illness said: "I heard that there is a kid here who wants to see me? How come, do you think I am more handsome than the legend?"

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