readx; Suddenly, all I could hear was the rumbling of drums, like thunder. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHan Mochen, who was closer to the high platform, saw that King Shicai An slowly got up, took the drumstick held by the attendant next to him on the silver platter, and knocked heavily on the high platform of the wine arena, on a red drum!

After three drums, the drums around the arena rang out in unison. All of them couldn't help but boil their blood!

Hu Shijiu was standing in place without shame, but when King An beat the big drum, she couldn't help but be burned and boiling.

The wine fight has begun!

When the impassioned drum beat ended, I saw King An standing on the high platform, and his voice was loud: "You are the premier wine master of my Chen country, and now you can come to this wine fighting conference, which is your glory and the pride of my Chen country." ”

As soon as he said this, all the wine masters bowed down together, "His Royal Highness King Xie An!" ”

An Wang stretched out his hand to the east side of the wine fighting hall, where red sheds had already been erected for the wine masters, "The first 'wine fight' - you only need to write down the required ingredients according to the requirements, and after that, someone will supply them." ”

The sheds are like red flowers all over the venue, which seem to ignite the air in the wine arena.

However, no matter what time it is, there will always be people who are out of place.

"Cut, what's the point, it's all in the shed, and it's a fart." Han Moyang whispered in the crowd.

Han Mochen couldn't help frowning lightly when he heard what his eldest brother said.

When the wine fighting conference was held four years ago, Han Mochen was on the battlefield. Therefore, he is not very clear about the specific situation of "wine fighting". It's just that as a young boy who grew up in Langjing since he was a child, he has heard of the rare wine fighting conference.

"The wine fighting tournament is held every four years, in order to select the best winemakers in the country. Therefore, it makes sense that the rules are constantly changing. Although he didn't like Han Moyang to lose his sense of proportion like this, Han Mochen, as a younger brother, still patiently explained to Han Moyang.

Han Moyang pursed his lips noncommittally, "It's boring, I'm leaving." What about you? ”

Somehow. With a thought, Han Mochen said softly, "Big brother, go back first." Mo Chen asked a few friends to catch up. ”

"Oh......" Han Moyang waved his hand, "your friend." It must be as boring as you. Forget it, Lu Wu, let's go. ”

"Yes." Lu Wuluo lowered his head and replied.

Han Yi looked at Han Mochen puzzled, didn't he hear that the general had any entertainment today? Even when he came to the wine arena, he was clearly dragged out by the eldest son.

He looked at Han Mochen. I saw Han Mochen's gaze looking at those red sheds from afar.

Han Yi showed a clear expression, smiled sneakily, and stood straight beside Han Mochen, looking towards the "wine fighting shed".

Hu Shijiu stood in his own wine fighting shed and was stunned.

I thought that the wine fight would be made on the spot, but who expected, the clean wine fighting shed is really "clean"!

She looked hesitantly inside, really wanting to go to another shed to see if every sommelier's furnishings were like this.

Inside Hu Nineteen's wine shed. There is only one long table, and on the long table, a few brushes are placed on the pen mountain next to a bluestone inkstone, and a thin stack of rice paper is stacked on the top right of the long table.

This, no matter how you look at it, looks like a "scientific expedition", not like a "wine fight". However, since the rules are so, so be it!

Hu Shijiu walked over slowly, sat down at the long table, and picked up a piece of rice paper from the right. Press it with a ballast and spread it flat in front of you. She tentatively picked up the pen, in this life, she has been in the world for so long. It's the first time I've "grabbed" a pen.

"You see, the pen should be held like this......"

Who is it, chuckling in his ear, Hu Shijiu stretched out his little white hand, and on the back of his hand, there seemed to be a warm big hand.

"'Press, press, hook, top, resist'" remember these five words. Hold the pen steady and let your fingers do their job......"

In his ears, it seemed that the low and patient male voice sounded again, Hu Shijiu took the pen upright, and passed the power in his hand to the tip of the pen, Han Mochen, this is right......

Soon, a few lines of clear and small block letters appeared on the white rice paper.

One after another, the sommeliers finished writing the wine recipe and walked out of their sheds.

King An slowly examined the many wine recipes presented by the attendants, and a line of delicate and beautiful small words caught his attention.

This handwriting seems to have come from a woman's hand.

"Drunkard Building, Shen Nineteen." Wang An said, I can't see that the "daredevil" who came from the drunkard building just now and dressed as a guy actually has such a cultivation.

He smiled slightly, raised his head and said, "Winemakers, let's start brewing." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the second session, sake brewing!"

As soon as King An said this, a word of communication spread to the ears of each wine master with the wind, Hu Shijiu looked at the wine masters of other restaurants who were almost ecstatic left and right, "Excuse me, what are you happy about?" "This hasn't been decided yet, so why celebrate it first?

The bartenders saw that she was still young, thinking that she was a guy who came to help, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't know, every step of this 'wine fight', some people have to be eliminated, like this year, all the people have passed, but they are still unseen and unheard of!" ”

"Wouldn't that be nice?" Everyone passed, and everyone rejoiced.

"Hmph, the more people pass, the more fierce the competition will be at the end of the day. I said, this little sommelier, don't think of this place as your drunkard building lobby anymore! ”

Someone behind him snorted coldly and said in a salty and non-salty manner.

Hu Shijiu turned around and found that the person who spoke turned out to be the big shopkeeper of Xinghualou - Wu Houde.

"Thank you for the shopkeeper's point." As soon as Hu Shijiu saw him, he remembered what happened to his master!

Yes, the more people pass, the more fierce the competition. However, no matter how many people pass, Wu Houde, you must not be defeated too early. I'm Hu Nineteen, I'm going to fight with you!

Those wine masters from other restaurants, when they heard Wu Houde say this, they found out that Hu Shijiu was the wine master who made a fool of himself in the wine fight this morning. I just wanted to laugh at her together, but I was shocked by her calm and answering appearance.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, perhaps, this little wine master will really be impressive.

A few wine masters secretly thought to themselves that at this time, the guys sent by various restaurants to help also entered the venue one after another, and the wine masters scattered and returned to their respective wine fighting sheds.

Wu Houde was not in a hurry to leave, leaned over and stared firmly into Hu Shijiu's eyes, and nodded with a smile: "You can teach, if you don't understand anything, just come and ask me." ”

If Hu 19 didn't know the grievances, he would mistakenly think that he was a kind elder.

Hu Nineteen straightened her waist and met Wu Houde's eyes, she raised her pointed chin, "Big shopkeeper, if you don't understand anything, you can also come and ask Nineteen." (To be continued.) )