Jiu Ye invited a few soju workers at home and were busy working in the yard, and as soon as Wang Ping'an entered his door, someone shouted.

"Erbao, why are you here?

"Second fool, only real men can drink, you can't, don't waste good wine, haha, just like you, it's a waste to drink bud valley wine. ”

"I heard that your watermelons were sold for money, and you got two wild boars, and recently you have been a little floating, and you actually dare to come to drink. The wine of the Ninth Master's family, it is all made of real grain, and the money you have to bring is not enough, so don't be embarrassed here. ”

Wang Ping'an frowned, becoming more and more unaccustomed to listening to other people's malicious mockery, standing at the door and saying: "It's all from the same village, don't make a fuss, what level of wine I drink, can you guess it? Ninth Master, I'll get the wine." ”

In the last sentence, Wang Ping'an shouted out, shouting to "take" the wine, not to "beat" the wine, and there is a big difference between the two.

Others treat him as a fool, but Wang Ping'an is no longer a fool, and when he hears particularly harsh words, it is necessary to fight back.

A group of brewers who wanted to make fun of him laughed a few times, not knowing what to say.

Because the current Wang Ping'an is very different from the two fools in their impression.

At this time, the ninth master happened to come out of the house, saw Wang Ping'an, and laughed: "Haha, you kid, I really can't owe you anything, I said it casually yesterday, you actually took it seriously." Come on, let's take a step to speak. ”

The ninth master said, and invited Wang Ping'an to the house.

Wang Ping'an was ignorant, and was pulled into the house by the ninth master, not knowing what he meant.

"Erbao, yesterday you helped grandpa get rid of Dong Silly, grandpa was very happy, and said that he would give you ten catties of wine, which is absolutely unambiguous. Look at it, there are a bunch of wine in this room, you can choose whichever one you think is delicious, just pour ten catties and take it away. ”

The ninth master was amiable, took Wang Ping'an's hand, pointed to the wine jars in the room, and said very boldly.

"......" Wang Ping'an wondered in his heart, feeling that the routine was wrong, how could he let himself taste wine like Uncle Huozi?

Could it be that Uncle Huozi didn't dare to tell the ninth master about losing a bet on wine, so the father and son had a routine and wanted to use alcohol knowledge to avoid losses?

Wuliang Daqu has been aged for ten years, eighty or ninety yuan per catty, and if Wang Ping'an chooses other cheap wines, the price difference will be big.

Like bud valley wine, eight yuan a catty, such a wine king safely poured away ten catties, and the ninth master felt distressed.

But Wuliang Daqu was poured ten catties away by him in ten years, and he must be so distressed that he couldn't eat for a few days.

"Haha, are you stunned? The ninth master is interesting enough to you, right? Come on, come on, hurry up and choose, I'll go to the market to deliver wine later, recently the people in the city like my brewed wine very much, and often go to the town's wine shop to buy the wine I brewed. ”

"Thank you, Ninth Master, all the wine, really choose at will?" Wang Ping'an drew a big circle and drew the entire mansion into it.

"Yes, even if it's being brewed, you can take a plastic bucket and pick it up. The Ninth Master said arrogantly.

Wang Ping'an nodded, indicating that he knew it.

This time, he didn't have to open the wine jars one by one, he ran directly to the innermost corner, opened the small jars, and the seals on them were already covered with dust and traces of history.

"Five years, six years, eight years, ten years, twelve years?"

Wang Ping'an opened the twelve-year-old wine jar from the most corner, and through the bright light, he could see that the jar was already a little golden in color, and the rich fragrance came to his nose.

This jar, which contains about 100 catties, is very tightly sealed, and it should be deliberately stored by the Ninth Master, and it has not been consumed much so far.

"I'll choose this jar and give me a ten-pound plastic bucket, and I'm going to hold this. Wang Ping'an had a simple face, and chose this jar of wine with peace of mind.

"You—You're really good at choosing...... This is the base wine I kept...... Twelve years old!"

The corners of Jiu Ye's mouth trembled in distress, but the men in Huaxi Town spit and pitted, and they couldn't break their promises.

Even if they used tricks and routines before, after they were selected, they could no longer rely on the accounts.

Wang Ping was stunned: "What is the base wine, I think it tastes very good, it smells fragrant, and I don't know how to drink it, why don't I take a few sips and taste it?"

"You, you, don't taste it, I'll get you a wine scoop and pour it directly into the barrel. "The Ninth Master was extremely distressed, but he started wrong, and now he suffers a loss, and he doesn't even dare to publicize it to the workers outside.

"Okay, I'll listen to the Ninth Master, whatever you say is what it is. Wang Ping'an looked well-behaved and stood aside with his hands tied.

"I—I said...... I don't want to say anything. The ninth master was so angry that his white beard straightened, picked up the wine scoop, and filled a large plastic bucket with wine.

The plastic barrel is transparent, like a mineral water bottle, and you can see the golden yellow color of the twelve-year-old base wine, which is better quality than the ten-year aging that Wang Ping'an won last time.

"Thank you, Ninth Master, I'm leaving, I have something to say hello. Wang Ping'an smiled, carried the wine barrel, and strode out of the house.

"......" Jiu Ye doesn't want to say hello, even if Dong Du robs my tricycle, I won't ask you for help.

The workers who made wine in the yard saw Wang Ping'an propose a barrel of golden wine, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Thinking of the mocking words just now, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't speak, and I always felt that something was wrong.

This second fool has changed.

When Wang Ping'an walked out of the courtyard of the ninth master's house, he was thinking in his heart that if the ninth master didn't play routines, he would just give ten catties of ordinary wine.

But when the Ninth Master, like Uncle Huozi the day before yesterday, wanted to borrow his rich knowledge of winemaking and play tricks on himself, Wang Ping'an was a little annoyed, and directly found the best wine and took it away.

"The routines in the countryside are also deep. Wang Ping'an sighed.

But think about it carefully, in addition to having a little bit of the peasant's cunning, the ninth master actually has a good temperament, and he is not ambiguous at all when he says that he will give ten catties.

It's just that in the process of giving, the wrong way of thinking was used.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the village, Wang Ping'an's mobile phone rang, and after connecting it, Ouyang Keke's voice came from inside.

"Wang Ping'an, are you free today? I want to broadcast live in your village, can you be my guide?"

Food anchor Ke Le called Wang Ping'an.

"Uh, today...... You should be free, so come here. ”

For his benefactor, Wang Ping'an has never been ambiguous, even if Cola only said a few good words for his watermelon in the live broadcast room, took a small video, and spread it on WeChat.

However, this has indeed brought a great change to Wang Ping'an's watermelon sales, and this favor must be returned.

Ouyang Keke continued: "Also, the camouflage uniform photo you posted on WeChat Moments is so handsome, can you still wear this dress today?

"...... "What's going on, is this the rhythm that makes me pay for it?"