It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 436 [085] Banquet Testing Each Other
Qin Jiandan invited the housekeeper Lao Zhao to sit across the round table and talk to him about his master Zhao Dechang.

Old Zhao was originally quite hesitant, but when he saw Wangyou sitting next to Qin Jiandan to "test the poison", and basically not doing much of the duty of a servant, he made up his mind, dismissed his attendants, and sat down.

"Master Qin, Mr. Han, I can't eat ordinary food. If you feel that the food is not to your taste, please let me know so that I can ask the chef to improve it."

Although Old Zhao spoke politely, his eyes were as gloomy as before. His mouth was completely covered by a prosthetic speaker, and he could only fill his stomach with professional nutritional supplements. Naturally, Qin Jiandan could not invite him to eat and drink together.

Han Tiancheng was enjoying his meal, totally disregarding the dignity of a former deputy chief of police. In addition, he had previously had an argument with the Shengzhi group and was beaten up with black eyes, so he now looked like a complete clown.

"Hmm... the roast duck is delicious... the sea bass is not bad... the fried rice is a bit hard..."

Han Tiancheng commented on the food in his busy schedule, and even some rice grains in his mouth fell onto the table.

Wangyou witnessed the "heroic appearance" of Mu Yue's father up close and couldn't help but complain: He doesn't look like the sheriff's father, but more like Vale's father!

Qin Jiandan's mission here is to get as much gold coins as possible from Zhao Dechang. He decides to use psychological suppression tactics, which is a common PUA technique.

"Well... generally speaking, it is a rare blessing to be able to eat high-quality imitation Chinese delicacies in Huanshi City. Unfortunately, I have been poor since I was a child, and I can't compare to the great fortune of Mr. Zhao. Although this feast is good, I personally feel that it is not as good as beer fried chicken."

"What are you talking about, Jiandan!" Han Tiancheng spat out a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs bone from his mouth, "How can beer fried chicken be compared to this..."

Qin Jiandan winked at his father-in-law, and Han Tiancheng remembered what Qin Jiandan had told him before, and realized that he should agree with Qin Jiandan.

"Ah... what Jiandan said makes sense. After all, eating a lot of meat and fish has too high cholesterol, which is not suitable for people like me who have three highs. Besides, what kind of banquet is it if there is only food but no wine..."

Lao Zhao's two narrow eyes did not reveal what he was thinking. He pointed to the lockers on the west side of the banquet hall in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:

"I've heard that Mr. Han likes to drink, so my humble abode has prepared some top-quality Nv'erhong and Maotai liquor. But I was careless and forgot to ask the servants to bring them out just now."

Han Tiancheng's eyes lit up, and he was about to run to the locker to check, but Qin Jiandan grabbed his arm:

"Father-in-law, you've already drunk quite a bit today, so I have to take care of you for Mu Yue. Lao Zhao, could you please bring out some low-alcohol beer? We can just drink a little."

Old Zhao said something to the retro-style watch on his wrist, and the door of the banquet hall opened immediately. Two white-faced and beardless butlers served the popular "Electronic Dream Beer" in the inner city and a kind of home-brewed beer of the Zhao family.

Electronic Dream Beer has a signature fluorescent foam and is said to contain trace amounts of hallucinogens that will make drunk people dream of a bizarre electronic world that night.

Six glasses were neatly placed in front of the three people, and the butler filled two glasses of beer for Qin Jiandan, Han Tiancheng and Wangyou, one glass of "Electronic Dream" and one glass of home-brewed beer.

I usually serve others without worrying about anything else, but today I am being served by others instead. I am a little uncomfortable with this.

After letting the male servant leave, Lao Zhao extended his hand to express his not-so-enthusiastic "hospitality": "The home-brewed beer of my humble abode is in no way inferior to "Electronic Dream". Master Qin and Mr. Han can compare. "

Ever since Wangyou sat at the table, Lao Zhao never used the term "everyone" to address him. He only called him Young Master Qin and Mr. Han, deliberately ignoring Wangyou.

Wangyou understands that "there is naked jealousy among colleagues", and Lao Zhao thinks that Wangyou is presumptuous and disrespectful, but do you know how hard Wangyou works? Mr. Zhao will never ask you to sleep with him at night!

"Drink it all."

The order from Qin Jiandan made Wangyou tense up all over. Later she realized that the young master asked her to drink both glasses of beer and fulfill her duty as a "poison tester".

The maid calmed herself down and looked at Lao Zhao across the round table with a provocative look. Then she gently wrapped her slender fingers around the base of the "Electronic Dream" beer glass, and through the glass, her fingertips lightly touched the fluorescent foam, as if feeling its temperature and texture.

The fingers moved gracefully and slowly, and every tiny movement revealed her curiosity and appreciation, but not necessarily for the beer. Finally, the maid opened her lips slightly, tilted the glass slightly, and let the fluorescent liquid slowly flow into her mouth. The foam left a bright color on her lips, forming a sharp contrast with her dark gray pupils.

She closed her eyes and savored the unique flavor of this "Electronic Dream" beer, as if she was exploring the strange experience brought by the trace amount of hallucinogens. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the feeling of intoxication quietly mixed into every blink.

Qin Jiandan asked: "How does it taste?"

Wangyou did not answer the young master's question immediately (Old Zhao was very unhappy about this), she quickly turned to the cup of home-brewed beer. With a little intoxication, the maid's movements became more confident. She took a deep breath and felt the aroma of traditional beer. This time, she pressed her lips tightly against the mouth of the cup and let the beer flow into her mouth quickly. Her lips looked fuller and more shiny under the nourishment of the beer.

After two glasses of beer, the maid's cheeks flushed slightly, adding a bit of charm to her. Her eyes flickered with anticipation for a night dream, as if she was ready to welcome the upcoming bizarre electronic world.

"I think... Electronic Dream tastes better." Wangyou held the empty beer glass a little dully, "Home-brewed beer seems a little bitter."

Qin Jiandan pushed the cup of Electronic Dream in front of him to Wangyou and said, "In that case, you can drink your favorite Electronic Dream, and I'll drink the home-brewed beer."

After sniffing the smell cautiously, Qin Jiandan drank the home-brewed beer. Wangyou was right, the aftertaste was slightly bitter, but it was refreshing and refreshing the moment it passed through his throat.

"Eh? I...should I drink more?"

Wangyou was a little at a loss as to what to do with the glass of electronic dream that the young master pushed over. Qin Jiandan just didn't want to be affected by the hallucinogen in the electronic dream, but she misunderstood the young master's intention and thought that the young master deliberately forced her to drink as a prelude to some cruel play.

Thinking of the treatment she might receive later, the maid's fingers holding the glass began to tremble slightly, and her knuckles turned white from clenching so tightly.

The soft maid outfit swayed with her mood, the fluorescent bubbles of "Electronic Dream" were reflected in her dark gray pupils, and the teardrop mole under her left eye seemed even deeper at this moment. Her lips should have been full and shapely, but now they were slightly pursed due to nervousness, as if she was trying to control her emotions.

Qin Jiandan noticed that Wangyou was drunk, but he could not show concern for the maid in front of Lao Zhao, otherwise he might be seen as weak by the other party, which would affect his plan to earn gold coins.

——This is Zhu Shengzhi’s territory. Even if Wangyou gets drunk, it won’t cause any major problems. At most, I can carry her on my shoulders and take her away.

Wangyou, who didn't know the young master's inner thoughts, trembled unconsciously when her lips touched the cold edge of the cup, as if silently expressing her resistance. However, she still forced herself to gulp the wine into her mouth, with an indescribable weakness and submission in her movements.

The maid, who normally had no habit of drinking, had her pupils slightly dilated, as if fluorescent bubbles of electronic dreams poured into her eyes and were continuously stirred, turning into a flickering, blurred vortex.

When Old Zhao saw Qin Jiandan's maid losing her composure like this, if his mouth had not been replaced with a prosthetic speaker, the corners of his mouth would have been raised to the Himalayas in disgust.

On the other side, Han Tiancheng was scared to death when he saw the wine. He didn't even wait for Wangyou to "test the poison" and threw two glasses of beer into his stomach in succession like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. He couldn't tell the difference in taste at all.

"No, no need for a servant, I'll pour it myself!" Han Tiancheng took a bottle from the bottles on the table and slowly filled his glass, revealing his true nature as a drunkard.

Not long after, both people on Qin Jiandan's left and right sides appeared drunk, but one was active and the other was passive.

Only Qin Jiandan remained sober. He occasionally persuaded his father-in-law to drink less, and occasionally straightened up the limp body of Wangyou. He avoided the topic and was reluctant to mention that he had a specific medicine for phlogiston disease.

Finally, Old Zhao couldn't hold back any longer and said, "The master is in poor health. I am an incompetent servant, so I am your plenipotentiary representative this time. I wonder what the special medicine Young Master Qin has in his hand is, and is it reliable?"

While picking up the vegetarian dishes from Buddha Jumps Over the Wall with chopsticks, Qin Jiandan said seriously, "The burning element disease is the cancer of Huanshi City. It has troubled the people for many years. The Night Dragon Society has been researching treatment methods and has finally made a breakthrough recently."

"Mr. Zhao is well-informed. He may have heard that Doctor Li of the Night Dragon Society built an underground laboratory specifically for phlogiston disease. This is the latest research result, and there is an extremely limited amount of special medicine."

As he spoke, Qin Jiandan took it out from the chest pocket of his vest and waved it in front of Lao Zhao across the table.

Oops, I took out the wrong thing. I accidentally took out the liquid oxygen syringe that was in the same pocket. The special medicine syringe looks very similar to it, the only difference is that there is a very obvious green medicine logo on it.

Qin Jiandan didn't take it seriously. He just needed to make sure he didn't make a mistake when injecting. To prevent confusion next time, he put the liquid oxygen syringe into the other chest pocket.

An indescribable strange look flashed through Old Zhao's eyes. He asked very carefully, "Young Master Qin, can you guarantee that this thing will be effective for the master's illness? We have tried many folk remedies over the years, but not only did they not work, the master's illness became worse and worse."

Nonsense! Can boy's urine and prions cream be effective? I'd be lucky if I don't get kidney failure and prions from them!

"It's impossible to cure it 100%." ​​Qin Jiandan said, "But we once cured a patient named Old Man Jiang who was in the late stage of phlogiston disease. Now he has not only completely recovered, but he is even helping out at the Night Dragon Club headquarters doing light manual labor. You can send someone to check on him."

"Is this true?" Old Zhao was very shocked. "Can you please stay in my humble abode for one night? After I send someone to inquire and confirm, we can discuss the matter of buying medicine with a large sum of money. If it is true that old man Jiang was cured, my master is willing to give him half of his family property!"

(End of this chapter)