042: Thrush 3
Gu Huacheng looked at Jiu Niang and smiled lightly, picked up the wine bowl and sniffed, "This wine is light, I don't know if it can be regarded as wine?" ”
"Why don't you count, so much wine." Jiu Niang pursed her lips.
Gu Huacheng smiled and took a sip slowly. "Jiu Niang, do you know how to taste wine?"
"Color, smell?"
"You think you're cooking!" Fuso pursed his lips.
"But Jiu Niang is right." Gu Huacheng glanced at Fusang lightly, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Wine tasting is originally a process of observing color, smelling fragrance, tasting, and freeze." ”
Fusang opened his mouth, glanced at Jiu Niang who was covering his mouth and snickering, silently lowered his head, looked at the wine glass with a faint red liquor, and sniffed lightly.
"Look, your brother has started." Gu Huacheng chuckled.
Jiuniang glanced at Fusang, followed Fusang's appearance, and sniffed gently. There is still a slight smell of wine, but with a faint fragrance, it is not as unbearable as before.
Glancing at Fusang, Jiu Niang followed their example and took a sip of wine.
An indescribable feeling lingered in my heart and never dissipated for a long time. Gu Huacheng glanced at Jiu Niang and asked, "How do you feel?" ”
Jiuniang was silent, looking at the glass of wine in front of her, the crystal clear light red, not pink or vermilion, that feeling, just like red wine, but much lighter than red wine. It smelled like the wine that Jiu Niang had seen before, the wine was thick and pungent, with a faint smell of wine, but more of a fragrant fragrance. It was about the various petals added yesterday that worked, and Jiu Niang took another sip, and she also experienced the feeling of leaving a fragrance in her mouth.
"Master, is my sister suffering from a rash?" Fusang looked at Jiu Niang's comfortable appearance, and pulled Gu Huacheng's sleeve with some concern.
Gu Huacheng glanced at it, frowned, and said with a smile: "Do you think this thing smells of wine?" Isn't this actually a bar? How can you get wine rash again? ”
Fusang nodded, pushed Jiu Niang, and asked, "Senior sister, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it." ”
"Uncomfortable? Isn't it uncomfortable? Jiu Niang's cheeks were a little flushed, she took a small sip of the wine in the cup, and grinned, "It is said that drinking alcohol strengthens people's courage, senior brother, why have you become ugly?" ”
"......" Fusang twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at Gu Huacheng, and said, "This is drunk, right?" ”
"Drunk? How is it possible, this is simply ......"
"Master, don't say that this thing is not alcohol, you see it has no ears!" Fusang pointed to Jiu Niang and began to look for Jiu Niang's medicine.
Gu Huacheng looked at Jiuniang at this time, leaned over, pulled down the collar, and the back of his neck was indeed red. Gu Huacheng frowned, glanced at Fusang, who was busy, and got up to go out.
"Master, where are you going?"
When Fusang got up, Gu Huacheng was gone. glanced at Jiu Niang in the past, and the guy was still drinking wine without knowing whether he was alive or dead. Fusang snatched it down, sent Jiu Niang back to her own room in a half-pulled manner, got it on the bed, and covered the wine brew with a quilt. Fusang hurriedly went downstairs, asked Xiao Er to help boil the medicine, and hurried back to look at Jiuniang.
When Xiao Er brought the medicinal soup up, Gu Huacheng also came back.
Gu Huacheng took a tube of ointment in his hand, looked at Jiu Niang and frowned: "The doctor said that this is also very useful to the touch, I think Jiu Niang has become like this, and you can't give her medicine." ”
"Master, who will give medicine to my junior sister?" Fusang glanced at Gu Huacheng with a red face.
"......" Gu Huacheng's outstretched hand froze, and glanced at the little apprentice lying on the bed, Gu Huacheng glared at Fusang, "Come out." ”
Fusang nodded, and followed Gu Hua out of Jiuniang's door.
"Master, why don't we go find a flower girl?" Fusang squeezed his eyes, was glared at by Gu Huacheng, and lowered his head in disdain.
"Fuso." Gu Huacheng called out to him and pointed to the proprietress below the restaurant, "Go, invite the proprietress to come." ”
Fusang followed Gu Huacheng's gaze, nodded, and ran down.
After smearing the medicine on Jiuniang, Fusang tried to pour her half a bowl of medicine, then sat down next to Gu Huacheng and accompanied Gu Huacheng to drink.
"Master, this wine, you want to have a name, right?" Fuso asked as he drank.
Gu Huacheng nodded, "Originally, I hoped that Jiu Niang would come and give this wine a name." ”
"Then wait for my sister to wake up?"
Gu Huacheng shook his head and spit out two words: "Thrush." ”
"Huh?" Fusang blinked, as if he couldn't keep up with Gu Huacheng's thinking.
"I said, this wine is called thrush."
"Weishenme?" Fusang was a little puzzled, "Master, don't you think thrush, it's too ...... Too...... Too feminine? ”
"Feminine?" Gu Huacheng lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and said with a smile, "Don't you think this wine has a lingering feeling?" ”
"How can you drink a lingering sorrow with just a wine?" Fusang looked unconvinced, suddenly paused, and turned his head to look at Gu Huacheng, "Master, you finally admit that this is wine!" ”
Gu Huacheng nodded: "Jiuniang has a wine rash, how can it not be wine?" ”
Fusang was speechless, followed Gu Huacheng's gaze and glanced at Jiuniang, and sighed.
Gu Huacheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "You say, will Jiu Niang feel that the thrush is good when she wakes up?" ”
"Senior sister will think that it is good for you to find us a senior sister." Fuso pouted.
"Huh?" Gu Huacheng turned his head to look at Fusang and raised the corners of his mouth, "In the past, you pestered me to ask for a senior sister, I thought you were lonely, but now why did you find a junior sister, you still think about your junior sister?" What is the use of Shi Niang? Can I love you so much like a teacher? Does Shi Niang make wine? What if my sister and your sister cry when they smell the wine? ”
"My junior sister didn't cry and scream."
“……”
Later, when Jiu Niang woke up and heard that sweet wine was called thrush, her first reaction was: "Master, have you found us a master?" ”
Fuso clutched his stomach hahadaxiao.
Gu Huacheng's face darkened, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and asked her, "You Weishenme said that?" ”
Thrush, how don't you make people think crookedly.
Jiuniang rolled her eyes at the roof and said, "Without Shiniang, who are you thrush with?" Isn't that kind of thing a thrush a pleasure in the doudoir? ”
"......" Gu Huacheng was silent.
Fusang nodded to Jiuniang on the side, "That's it, I meant it before, but the master didn't say that I was looking for trouble." ”
"Did I say that about you?" Gu Huacheng frowned and glared at Fusang.
Fusang jumped behind Jiu Niang and nodded at Gu Hua Chengzhi.
Jiu Niang glanced at Gu Huacheng, bent her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Master, speaking of which, do you want to call it a thrush?" ”
"Isn't that a bad name?" Gu Huacheng frowned.