A carriage with half a cart of wine slowly drove towards the door of the Drifting Snow Inn.

Leading the horse was a thin and tall young man, a few strands of hair beside his forehead were blown up and down by the wind, covering his somewhat pale face, giving the young man a kind of vicissitudes beyond his years, and those eyes were as bright as jade, making him look deep and strong.

His clothes were a little shabby, but they fit well, and by this time they were covered with dewdrops, and they were as wet as if they had just been drenched in a light rain.

Lao Song obviously also discovered this, and it shouldn't be the first time he has discovered this, he said with a little reproach: "Yichen, you came here early today, didn't you tell you many times, the weather has been cold recently, and if you rush too early in the morning, the frost and dew are heavy, and it is easy to catch a cold?" What does it matter if this wine is delivered early or late?"

This wine delivery boy is surnamed Ye, called Ye Yichen, and he and his uncle run a wine shop on the outskirts of Piaoxue Town. This is the only wine shop within a radius of hundreds of miles in Piaoxue Town, it is actually not very far from the town, if you ride a horse, it will take half an hour, but Ye Yichen is led by it slowly every time, so it takes an extra hour, this is a horse that pulls wine is an old horse, Ye Yichen has lived with it for more than ten years, has a deep feeling, as long as there is a chance, he will try his best to reduce its burden.

"It's not in the way" Ye Yichen smiled, and then said: "Uncle Song, please take some grass and water to feed Lao Bai, its appetite has not been very good recently, and it can't eat much at a time, so it is hungry quickly." ”

Lao Bai is the name that Ye Yichen gave to this old horse, not because it is a white horse, this old horse is the most common brown horse, but because he had a dog before, the dog's name was Lao Bai, and then he fell ill and died, Ye Yifan was sad for a long time, so he gave this name to this horse.

But in fact, the sick and dead dog was not white....

"Yo hey, you've been gone early in the morning, and you haven't eaten breakfast yet, aren't you hungry or thirsty? I've been thinking about your old white first, and I'm beginning to envy it, why doesn't anyone care about me? Hey, I'm so old, lonely, I don't even have a person to ask for warmth, and I don't live as well as a horse..."

"I don't know where the person who cares about you is, but I have one of the beauties you care about, and I caught it. Ye Yichen had already walked to the back of the carriage, took out a wine jug and threw it at Lao Song.

Lao Song seemed to be taken aback, he didn't have time to shout, and reached out to catch it in the direction where the wine jug was flying, I don't know if he used too much force, and fell to the ground, but fortunately, he was shocked and still caught it.

At this time, Lao Song was not angry, got up from the ground, didn't care about patting the dust of his clothes, quickly opened the cork, closed his eyes, greedily took a big sip of wine through his nose, and then as if drunk, he shook his head and read: "The beauty and the beauty persuade me to drink, and there are guests who listen to my songs." I have to be drunk and beautiful people sleep, and I don't know the sky and the earth. The aroma is mellow, the aftertaste is long, and the wine is good! Yichen, you beauty is drunk better than ever, haha, I really didn't see the wrong person!"

"It's a pity that you are not a beauty, otherwise you would be a perfect match for this wine. I haven't even drunk it, how do you know it's better than last time? Uncle Song, do you want to drink two sips and try it. ”

"Stinky boy, uneasy and kind, it's the time to work in broad daylight, you tell me to drink, it's strange if the head of the house doesn't peel my skin!"

"It seems that the wine is still not strong enough, and I was going to make you smell it and you won't be able to get up. ”

Lao Song just got the wine, and he was in a very happy mood, and he wanted to have a few more words with Ye Yichen, but suddenly remembered that the King of Fish Festival was approaching, and there were still many things to be busy in the store, so he scolded himself secretly, and almost forgot because of the wine.

"Yichen, the master has prepared breakfast for you, you hurry over and eat, I see that she is very preoccupied, she should have something to tell you. Having said that, being young is good, and after two hours of travel, you are neither hungry nor thirsty. ”

Lao Song carefully put away the bottle of beauty drunkenness, and as he spoke, he instructed the people to move the wine on the carriage to the inn one by one.

Two young men came out of the inn's stables, carrying hay and water in their hands, and walked towards Lao Bai. Ye Yichen took the grass ingredients and smelled them, cattail grass, rye grass, and sheep grass, these are all very popular foods that Lao Bai likes to eat, and they are all fresh, exuding a fresh and rich grass fragrance.

Ye Yichen smiled with satisfaction, and Lao Bai had already begun to eat. It seems that the appetite is better than yesterday, but it is still eaten slowly. He reached out and gently stroked Lao Bai's face, its hair was no longer as shiny as it had been then, but it still enjoyed rubbing his hand on the night for a while.

The Drifting Snow Inn, after several expansions, is really not small, and now it is full of guests, it is extraordinarily crowded and lively.

The yard was full of all kinds of petty children, and the adjacent stables were also full of horses of all colors. The style of the sedan chair is from south to north, and the quality of the horses also comes from all over the world, as if the people of the whole river and lake are gathered here today.

It's still morning, but the sound of drinking and punching can already be heard in the lobby of the inn, perhaps because some people didn't drink last night, and now it's time to make up for it early in the morning.

When Piaoxue went downstairs again, Ye Yichen was eating breakfast, and her inn was as lively as a bazaar, but her people were still so lonely, which made her seem out of place with this.

Piaoxue was in her room just now, and she finished reading the letter that Uncle Ye Yichen wrote to her in one breath, and there were only a few words on the letter, which seemed to be breezy and indifferent, but there was too much trance and uneasiness hidden.

Cher, I'm fine, don't worry. Time flies, the white horse flies, counting the days, we haven't seen each other for fifteen years, but your appearance, I still remember it vividly, I have you in this life, no regrets. In the past few days, I have missed your ten-flavor anchovies, in heaven and on earth, only this taste. I dreamed of you last night, when we first met, did I also get old, and often remembered the past, Chunyuan.

Chunyuan is Ye Yichen's uncle, but not his own uncle, fifteen years ago he came here with Ye Yichen, who was still in his infancy, opened a wine shop, and lived until now.

There are three signboards in Piaoxue Town, in addition to the fresh water of Shuangyue, the inn of Piaoxue, the rest is Chunyuan's winery, which is famous far and wide. Many of those who participated in the Fish King Club came for Chunyuan's wine.

Ye Yichen never understood why Chunyuan and Piaoxue were close but never met, he had asked his uncle a few years ago, but he was only a few years old at that time, and his uncle told him that he would understand when he grew up. Now when he really grew up, Ye Yichen had other more important questions in his heart to know the answer, and he gradually forgot about it.

"Yichen, how is your Uncle Chunyuan?" Piaoxue sat down across the table from Ye Yichen, she picked up a cup on the table, and motioned for Ye Yichen to pour her some.

There was no tea on the table, and Ye Yichen pointed to the flask hanging from his waist suspiciously.

"Aunt Xue, this is not water. He confirmed to her again, and then added, "Uncle he told me many times not to let you drink. ”

"The wine in your gourd is as light as water, it's okay to drink some, you see you drink it every day, have you ever been drunk?"

Ye Yichen thought about it and it made sense, his wine was specially brewed by Chunyuan, the taste of the wine was very light, and ordinary people who drank wine felt that there was not much difference from drinking cold water. This wine also has a nice name, called Wuwu, which was also taken by Chunyuan, and he said that only Yichen can appreciate the meaning of this name.

Unlike other parents, his uncle has let him drink this thing since he was a child, and he can't remember how old he started drinking it, but unfortunately he still hasn't experienced the feeling of worry-free after so many years, but he has become accustomed to its existence, and he still wants to panic if he doesn't drink it for a day.

It tastes wonderful, it is warm and fragrant in the mouth, but it is cold in the throat, and there is an indescribable refreshment and comfort in the whole body, it smells like a spirit, but it tastes as light as spring water, if it were not for the imperceptible smell of wine, Ye Yichen would almost forget that it is wine.