The store's preferential information is hung at the door of the store, buy five get one free, that is, no matter what kind of wine, buy five catties will get one catty.

If you guess right, you can get free, if you don't guess, it's just that there is no discount, and this bet can be played.

The most important thing is that Wang Ping'an got the "God of Food", wine as one of the ingredients and condiments, distinguishing good from bad, is also one of the abilities of the God of Food.

The owner of the shop, Wang Jingxuan, was threatened by two young people, and he couldn't get over his face, so he wanted to use his professional knowledge to press the other party and let out a bad breath.

Since he wants to gamble, Wang Ping'an must mark the bet so as not to make the other party default.

"I guessed right, you gave me five catties of the best wine? And you won't deliberately publish the wrong answer, right?" Wang Ping'an said.

"Uncle is not this kind of person. Wang Jingxuan patted his chest and said.

"Brother, let's buy wine honestly, don't bet with him, we haven't even drunk wine, how do we know which one is best?" Wang Fengxi persuaded in a low voice.

"I haven't eaten pork, can I still see a pig running? Don't worry, brother knows it. Wang Ping'an said confidently.

...... "The number in your heart, from one to ten, has never counted correctly, right?"

Wang Fengxi felt deeply puzzled by her brother's mysterious self-confidence.

As he spoke, Wang Ping'an scanned the entire wine shop, and there were five wine jars on both sides of the store, some large and some small, with only some vague numbers on them, and no price and year markings.

The sake brewed in the nearby village is all loose liquor, but it is actually quite complicated.

According to the raw materials, there are sake made from bud rice, rice liquor, sorghum liquor, and sake made by mixing five kinds of grains.

It can be divided into small koji, large koji, red koji, barley koji, bran koji and so on.

When Jiu Ye was young, he worked as an apprentice in a large state-owned distillery in Sichuan Province, and later, for some reason, when he was in his thirties, he returned alone, relying on superb winemaking skills, he gained a foothold in Huaxi Town, married a wife and had children, and lived to this day.

The cheapest wine in his family is bud rice wine, which is spicy and throat-punching, and only some old drunkards or coolies who have no money like this kind of strong wine.

The slightly better liquor is the wine made of rice, locally known as rice wine, about 50 degrees, with a soft taste and a unique fragrance, which can be used as ration wine in ordinary families.

Better wine, belongs to sorghum wine, mellow, rich fragrance, simple preparation of wine, keep at about 52 degrees, stored for a period of time, more suitable for drinking, can also be soaked herbs to drink.

Jiuye brews the best liquor, which naturally belongs to Wuliang wine, which is said to be very similar to the taste of Wuliangye in Sichuan Province, which costs fifty yuan a catty, which is too expensive for rural people and does not sell well.

But the really good wine in the store is naturally the old wine, and it is also the most expensive wine in the store, which is generally stored for six years, eight years, and ten years before it is put out for sale, with a strong special fragrance.

Wang Ping'an was not lazy, starting from the first one on the left, each wine jar was opened, frowned and sniffed, and then closed.

He didn't speak, he sniffed on the left, and then he started sniffing from the right, and it took less than a minute to finish sniffing ten jars.

The shopkeeper Wang Jingxuan pursed his lips secretly, thinking that if he wanted to identify the quality of the ten kinds of wine, he still needed to taste it.

You two fools, if you can tell the good from the bad by sniffing, then Lao Tzu will eat Xiang live!

"Haha, what's the matter, can you tell the difference? If you can't, just admit defeat, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Uncle has used wine as a drink since he was a child, and he has practiced for twenty or thirty years before he is a little smaller. ”

Wang Jingxuan smiled proudly.

Wang Ping'an didn't give him too much chance to be proud, and pointed to a small jar on the left, closest to the counter, and said, "This jar has the best wine." ”

Wang Jingxuan's smile instantly stiffened: "You, how can you smell it?" The innermost jar of wine on the right has been stored for eight years, and the taste is similar to this jar, why don't you choose that jar?"

"Heh, I'm confused. Wang Ping'an said with a serious face.

"Yes, did my brother guess correctly? Uncle Huozi, you can't rely on the debt, otherwise I will tell the ninth master. Wang Fengxi shouted excitedly.

"Confused......? This...... Okay, if you want to lose the bet, I'll give you five catties, this is a ten-year aging of Wuliang Daqu, and it usually sells for eighty or ninety yuan a pound of really good wine. ”

Wang Jingxuan's eyes jumped in distress, and at the same time, he was glad that he was not too proud and did not say the oath to eat Xiang.

He found a small plastic bucket for wine, similar to a mineral water bottle, the small bucket can hold five catties, and the large bucket can hold ten catties.

Insert a stainless steel wine strainer into the mouth of the barrel, use a large bamboo wine spoon, take the wine from the wine jar, and then pour the wine into the strainer.

The large wine spoon is specially made, one spoon is exactly one catty, and it is taken five times, just enough to fill this transparent plastic keg, leaving only a few centimeters empty.

From the outside, it can be seen that the wine has turned a little yellow, shaken, and has a sticky feeling, and the foam is even, and there are some drops of wine, which flow slowly down the walls of the barrel.

"Thank you Uncle Jingxuan for the good wine, when are you free, come to my house to eat watermelon. Wang Ping'an took the wine and thanked him politely.

"What to send, uncle is willing to gamble and lose, and I don't eat your watermelon, I have a bad stomach and can't eat cold." Wang Jingxuan waved his hand angrily and reminded them to leave quickly.

At the door, the big yellow dog had been waiting impatiently, and before getting into the car, he made two noises and pulled a bubble of outside the door of the wine shop, steaming.

Wang Jingxuan looked disgusting, Nima, this dog can't get along with himself sincerely, right? It seems that this oath can't be set up randomly, there will be problems.

On the way, Wang Fengxi asked curiously: "Brother, how do you guess that the jar of wine is the best and most expensive? Don't say it's stupid, I don't believe it." ”

"Actually, it's very simple, this jar of wine is the smallest, closest to the counter, and it smells the best, almost no spicy taste. Wang Ping'an explained.

"......" seems to be very reasonable, but Wang Fengxi feels that there must be other reasons.

When I got home, I heard laughter coming from the hall, and my mother was busy in the kitchen alone, and although she had bought some cooked food, she had to cook more soup or stir-fry two hot dishes to be more decent.

The voices of Wang Deli, the village party secretary, and Wang Jingyi, the village director, are very loud and deserving of rural grassroots cadres.

Wang Ping'an sent the wine and food to the hall, and his sister went directly to the kitchen to help.

Wang Jingyi, the village director, was so angry with him that his chest hurt the day before yesterday, and when he saw Wang Ping'an, he didn't want to let it go: "Ouch, I'm going to buy a lot of vegetables today, I'll see what they are?" roast rabbit, sauced beef, pig ears...... Yes, it's all hard dishes. Haha, your father asked me to do something today, you have to have a few drinks with me. ”

Wang Ping'an frowned, this village director is too disgusting, he can't talk well when he goes to his house for dinner, he wants to drink, right, today Lao Tzu let you drink enough...... No, it's until you vomit.