Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 264: Master Mi Feng, please stop by and have some good wine.

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the streets of Chang'an were bustling with people.

The falling snowflakes covered this magnificent capital with a silver coat.

Yuyu was wearing a slightly worn but clean cotton-padded jacket. Her face was red from the cold. She shivered, rubbing her arms with both hands, and said in a coquettish tone, "Mom, I'm so cold."

Xiaoyu looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the tavern and the snow-covered streets, and replied softly, "Well, our Tang Dynasty is in the north, so it's naturally cold in winter."

After saying that, a hint of tenderness and pity appeared in her eyes. She carefully wrapped Yu Yu in the thick blanket beside her and patted it gently to make sure there were no gaps.

Li Hao's face was full of simple sincerity and fortitude. He smiled and gently stroked Yuyu's head, "Yes, sister, there's nothing we can do about it. But luckily, we have a wood stove in the tavern, so it's not that hard."

As he spoke, he walked to the stove and added a few pieces of firewood. The flames suddenly jumped up, reflecting his determined face.

At this time, a young man dressed in gorgeous fox fur walked into the tavern.

The fox fur was of pure color and shone with a glossy luster under the firelight. It was obvious at a glance that it was of great value.

The young man had a fair face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and thin lips slightly raised under his high nose bridge, with a hint of innate arrogance.

He was followed by two servants, who looked alert and had a cold expression in their eyes.

The young man gently shook off the snowflakes on his shoulders, his eyes swept around the tavern, and finally fell on Xiaoyu behind the counter, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any hot wine? It's so cold and snowy, and I urgently need to warm myself up." The young man's voice was clear, but with an unquestionable tone.

Xiaoyu wore a professional smile and hurried over to greet him, "Of course, sir. This is our shop's newly brewed sorghum wine. It's perfect for warding off cold when warmed with red dates and ginger slices."

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen in a hurry.

Yuyu stared curiously at the jade pendant on the young man's waist. The jade pendant was exquisitely carved and glowed with a warm light under the fire.

There was a glint of envy in her eyes and her little mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to say something.

Li Hao looked at the young master's servant warily. He frowned slightly, placed his hand secretly on the wooden stick beside him, spread his legs apart in a defensive posture, and his muscles were tense, as if he would take action immediately if there was any sign of danger.

The young master seemed to be aware of the subtle atmosphere. He smiled slightly, took out a silver ingot from his arms and placed it on the table. The silver sparkled brightly under the candlelight.

"Don't worry, owner. I was just passing by Chang'an. I heard that this tavern is quite unique, so I came in to rest." His voice was still gentle, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Xiaoyu came over with the steaming hot wine, and placed it in front of the young master with both hands, with a hint of humility on her face: "Young master, enjoy it slowly."

The young man elegantly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and slightly closed his eyes, as if savoring a rare fine wine. After a moment, he praised, "Good wine!"

As it got darker, more and more diners came into the tavern.

There were coachmen, dressed in coarse linen clothes, their faces showing fatigue and weathering from the long journey. As soon as they entered the door, they went straight to the stove, rubbing their hands and breathing out.

There were also businessmen doing business. They wore silk robes and felt hats, their eyes showing shrewdness and sophistication. They greeted each other and found empty seats to sit down.

Everyone sat around the wood stove, drinking wine and talking about the splendor of the Tang Dynasty.

A driver said in a hoarse voice: "Chang'an is becoming more and more prosperous. The shops on both sides of the street are full of everything."

A merchant smiled and replied, "That's right. I heard there's a new music and dance performance in the palace recently. It's extremely luxurious."

Everyone chatted one after another, and the topic gradually turned to the war on the border.

An old man looked serious, his eyes filled with worry: "I heard that the border is not peaceful, and those foreign tribes are eyeing us covetously."

At this moment, Cheng Chumo, who had been drinking silently, suddenly put down his glass and said loudly, "What are you afraid of? With the men of the Tang Dynasty here, those foreign tribes will never succeed."

Qin Huaidao nodded in agreement: "Brother Chu Mo is right. We will defend Chang'an and the Tang Dynasty and will never allow foreign enemies to invade."

He had a stern face and an upright posture, and his black clothes made him look even more heroic.

Yu Yu sometimes helps her mother serve wine, and sometimes plays with the dog.

She blinked her bright eyes and approached the young man in gorgeous fox fur with curiosity.

She tilted her head slightly, her small hands tugging at the edge of her clothes, and asked with a hint of shyness and expectation: "Sir, what is your name?"

Young Master Mi Feng lowered his eyes to look at Yu Yu, a faint smile on his lips, his eyes filled with a bit of doting and gentleness, and he said softly: "My name is Mi Feng."

His voice was like a trickle of water, but it was particularly clear in this noisy pub.

When Xiaoyu heard Yuyu's question, she looked at her with a slightly reproachful look and walked over quickly.

She gently pulled Yu Yu's arm and whispered, "Yu Yu, don't ask other people's names casually. It's so rude." Although there was a hint of blame in her words, there was no harshness in her tone.

Seeing this, Mi Feng gently waved his hand and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, it's okay. The little girl is innocent and naive, so what's wrong with that?"

His open-minded attitude made Xiaoyu feel a little relieved, and her liking for this young man increased a bit.

Yu Yu stuck out her tongue mischievously and hid behind Xiao Yu, but couldn't help but secretly stick her head out and continued to look at Mi Feng.

Li Hao strode over with a look of caution and seriousness on his face.

He looked Mi Feng over, then leaned slightly to the side, protecting Yuyu and Xiaoyu behind him. He said in a slightly stiff tone, "Sir, please forgive me if I have offended you. Chang'an is a bustling city with complicated identities. We are just a small business owner, and we just hope to live a stable life."

His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes revealed an unbreakable determination, and his hands were subconsciously clenched into fists, as if he would not hesitate to attack Mi Feng if he made any improper move.

Mi Feng waved his hand slightly, still wearing that gentle and calm smile on his face. His eyes were clear and sincere. He looked at Li Hao and said, "Brother, there is no need to be like this. I wouldn't do anything wrong. I was just passing through here and came into this tavern to ask for a cup of hot wine to warm myself up and rest my feet. Seeing how cute this little girl is, I am so happy that I don't care about these things."

As he spoke, he smiled friendly in Yu Yu's direction. The smile seemed even more intimate under the candlelight, making people feel a sense of trust.