The radio that woke them up was coming from the radio in front of the old man. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From the day his wife left, the old man would sit on the steps at the main entrance of the courtyard every night at this point, make a pot of wine, smoke a cigarette, and pay attention to the things outside the tavern with a tape recorder, sometimes looking at the sky, fascinated by the sky.

No one knows what the old man is thinking!

Tonight, the old man did not leave behind his daily routine, and walked out of the dark room with the radio. However, due to the rain, the steps at the main entrance of the courtyard were soaked by the rain, and the old man had to retreat to the threshold of the tavern.

When the radio was turned on, there was a loud decibel sound as before, and the old man lowered his voice for fear of disturbing Xia Yuexiang and the others who were sleeping upstairs.

The voice was so small that even the old man himself couldn't hear it clearly.

"Grandpa Ding, it's so late, don't you still sleep?" Jue Ling stopped playing with Meng Ruoxi and walked to the old man and squatted down.

"I can't sleep, that wood is collapsing, it's getting colder and colder to lie down, it's better to listen to the radio to be more comfortable", the old man knocked down the cigarette stick on the edge of the square chair, shook off the cigarette ash, and looked at Jue Ling with a kind smile that could almost become synonymous.

"Wouldn't it be colder to stay outside?" Meng Ruoxi squatted beside Jue Ling and asked.

Jue Ling, who understood what the old man meant, hurriedly bumped Meng Ruoxi with his elbow, and then shook his head at Meng Ruoxi who came over. Meng Ruoxi didn't have much experience, so she couldn't hear the meaning of the old man's words.

The old man looked at Jue Ling's movements, smiled knowingly, and sighed indifferently: "My heart is cold, but it's warm outside." However, whether the heart is cold or the body is cold, a pot of wine can easily warm up. ”

"Wine?" Jue Ling's mind flashed the names of many [Lao Baigan] and other drinks in a short moment, and finally stayed at the wine that appeared in the costume drama: "Yes, this is a tavern, there should be a lot of unused bars?" ”

Jue Ling's eyes were full of anticipation and greed as he looked at the old man. The kind of wine that was served in a small terracotta jar, he had always wanted to taste it.

Every time he saw the picture of drinking boldly in a costume drama, what was a tiger fighting, what was a drunken fist, he couldn't help but ask himself: Is there any difference between the wine in ancient times and the wine now?

Jue Ling, who doesn't know how to drink, once went to the store to buy a bottle of 50-degree Lao Baigan, took it home and tried to drink it. Then he secretly put the remaining whole bottle of Lao Baigan back on the wine shelf of that store. With a sore tongue, he silently swore in his heart: Unless there is no water in the universe, he will never drink liquor or the like again.

Jue Ling also drank beer, he didn't feel anything, the taste and smell were like vomit, thin and pungent, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, and all he brought up was the white foam, it was better to drink the coke that was added to the pole in chemical doses and had a chance to cause cancer.

Of course, this is only the prejudice of Jue Ling himself, who can never understand the beauty of beer. Because of such a thing as beer, which is popular at dinners between friends, a trace of alcohol, a little anesthetic, sober but a little more confused than usual, and a sudden pride in my heart, and then take turns to boast until the curtain ends.

Well, that's a lot of. Back to the topic, let's talk about Jue Ling's understanding of red wine.

Jue Ling, who knows the world from TV, when he mentions red wine, the first thing that comes to mind is the bar, so he went alone.

The taste of the red wine was really different, and after taking a small sip, Jue Ling drank all the red wine under him...... took it in his mouth, and quickly spit the wine back into the glass the moment the bartender at the bar turned around.

Quietly asked the bartender to transfer the glass of wine for free to the next person who sat in this seat, and after receiving some praise from the bartender, he left without leaving his name.

It turns out that even if Jue Ling is alone, he can find fun.

Nancheng, commonly known as the Old Ancient City, as the name suggests, this place still retains the architecture and living habits of ancient times, including snacks, meals, and wine is no exception.

It was once one of the most popular tourist attractions in the five-star country, but because it was too old, no one went there anymore.

Today, the old city is no longer what it used to be, and demolition and reconstruction is always an inevitable project, with too many modern tools and food seeping in.

Fortunately, the old city has not yet fully become part of the modern city, and there are several areas that have remained as they were.

Xiaohutong Street is also one of them.

The wine sold in the old man's tavern is a continuation of the ancient civilization and different from the modern one.

Jue Ling, who hadn't tasted alcohol for a long time, certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity, and finally came to the right place, so it was wasted in vain, which is something that only a fool would do.

Jue Ling has already decided, even if it is to spend money to buy it, he must appreciate the taste of ancient wine.

"Why, spirit boy, my mouth is hungry again. Last time, I drank a pot of [Millennium Red] with a greedy mouth, and I forgot about getting drunk everywhere with red eyes, and I didn't learn some lessons. The old man teased as he smoked a cigarette.

"Ahem...... don't mention the past, there are a lot of shameful things. Grandpa Ding, it's so boring for you to drink tea alone, why don't you take the jar wine out, and I'll accompany you to drink a few small cups. Jue Ling awkwardly pulled back to the point.

"Hey, you kid......" The old man seemed to remember a certain memory of the past, shook his head and sighed, and said: "When the business was closed last year, there was still a considerable amount of wine left, and the neighbors in the street would occasionally come here to buy some wine to drink, but now, there is not much left, only the jars on the wine shelf, you go and bring one to taste." ”

"Order", Jue Lingxing threw down the quilt, ran into the tavern with a bath towel, took a jar of wine from the wine shelf, took three cups that had been washed at noon by the way, and returned to the door.

"Just pull this plug out?" Jue Ling asked, grabbing the altar plug wrapped in red cloth.

After the old man nodded, Jue Ling immediately uncovered the altar stopper, and suddenly a tempting fragrance emanated from the altar.

"Is this the smell of wine, it's really a nice thing."

Jue Ling smacked his mouth and quickly filled three glasses of wine, first handed a glass to the old man, and then passed a cup to Meng Ruoxi.

Meng Ruoxi didn't answer, waved her hand and said, "I don't drink." ”

"I don't like to hear this, in such a beautiful atmosphere, you actually refused my toast ruthlessly", Jue Ling said while holding his chest, exaggerated to make a [heartache] look.

Meng Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, stretched out a finger, and said, "Just a glass of wine." ”

"Just one cup, I won't give it to you more", Jue Ling made a reluctant look, shook his smooth shoulders, and said, "Hurry up, I'm cold." ”

Meng Ruoxi stretched out her hand from the quilt to take the wine, and took it to her eyes to observe for a while.

Jue Ling raised the wine in his hand and shouted, "Cheers to today's gathering!" ”

After clinking glasses, Jue Ling drank it all, and then closed his eyes to savor the remaining taste buds in his mouth.

It has the vigor of white wine and the throat moistening and delicious taste of red wine, both of which are really good wines.

The old man, like Jue Ling, drank all the wine in his cup in one gulp. Meng Ruoxi just took a small sip, and felt that the taste was not bad, so she took another sip.

After a few glasses of wine, the old man suddenly asked, "Tomorrow, when are you leaving?" ”