readx; Jiang Qing looked at the suddenly cold atmosphere, and felt a little embarrassed, so he first raised the wine bowl in his hand and said, "What are you pretentious!" Nineteen brothers can drink, but we can't drink it! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head, made a few noises, and drank all the wine in the bowl in his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Jiang!" Hu Shijiu hurriedly called.

"Nineteen brothers!" Jiang Qing also put down the wine bowl at the same time, his expression was indescribably surprised.

"This wine!" He stepped forward, and poured the remaining wine from the barrel into the bowl!

Jiang Qing picked up the bowl, this time, he didn't drink it all like the broken kettle just now. Instead, I took a sip and savored the amber liquor in my mouth.

The usually clever guy, when he saw Jiang Qing's appearance, he secretly picked up the wine bowl and tasted the wine in the bowl shallowly.

Immediately after, the people next to the guys saw that they took the second and third sips, and simply took a bowl and drank it freely!

"This wine ......" Jiang Qing's expression was even more full of contradictions, he shook his head on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was speechless as he lit the wine with his hand.

The guys who are familiar with his temperament in Jiang's restaurant all know that his gesture is full of praise for the things in his hands, but what is it if he keeps shaking his head?

Those confused guys couldn't help but slowly pick up the wine bowl in their hands......

Hu Shijiu just looked at Jiang Qing with a smile. Just now, she wanted to remind Jiang Qing not to drink so urgently, but now, it seems that it is not necessary.

At this time, Jiang Qing looked at the little winemaker in front of him, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

During this period of time, he watched Hu Nineteen and the people in the drunkard building from the beginning to a single figure.

Jiang Qing watched Hu Nineteen's failure, looked at Hu Nineteen's frustration, and watched Hu Nineteen make a desperate bet, in the last few days. It was brewed in a hurry, and at this time, the color was golden and translucent, and the entrance was clear and mellow!

What is even more amazing is that this wine can be boiled without boiling. Direct entrance. This......

Jiang Qing suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes were a little more complicated when he looked at Hu Shijiu......

"How can this wine be drunk cold!" Pang Er was stunned and suddenly shouted.

"Er, you ......" Jiang Qinggang was about to order him not to say "nonsense" anymore, but he saw that the wine bowl in Pang Er's hand was empty.

Pang Er smacked his lips in a daze and stepped forward: "Brother Jiang!" How can this wine be drunk cold? It tastes so good! He looked down at the empty barrel, "You won't let me drink, why do you drink everything!" ”

"This ......" Jiang Qing held the wine bowl, crying and laughing.

At this time, looking at the three of them, the remaining old and cautious guys in the room also slowly picked up the wine bowl in their hands......

"Master Shen, dare to ask what is the name of this wine?" An older middle-aged man, who could no longer be called a "man", stepped forward and asked.

"Cold wine." Hu Shijiu said that Master Qin Yang passed on the book to him. Xu is too old, some of the handwriting is blurred, Hu Shijiu only vaguely remembers that there seems to be a "cold" word on the name of this wine.

The winemakers looked at each other, and Jiang Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"Sure enough, the wine is as ...... name suggests," said a tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man with a smile.

"This is the district manager of our restaurant." Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, and introduced it to Hu Shijiu.

"I've seen the district steward." In Hu Jiu's mind, the unsmiling butler in his drunken mansion suddenly appeared - Qu Gang.

Away from the Drunkard Building for so long. Hu Shijiu has always endured the loneliness in his heart, and always admonished himself to be optimistic, brave, and calm! However. She had never been more at home than she was now.

Tomorrow, just tomorrow, once the wine fight is over, no matter what, she will be able to return to the drunkard building and return to those partners!

Come to think of it. Hu Shijiu's eyes couldn't help but look at his jar of wine in the corner......

The next day, in the Qinglu Garden, the sommeliers dressed ceremoniously and arranged neatly, as if they had come to the "Wine Fighting Conference" for the first time, with either expectation or apprehension, they went to the first and final place of the "Wine Fight" - the Wine Fighting Arena.

The tents are still so dazzling.

According to the regulations, Hu Shijiu entered the tent with the name plate of the drunkard building, the red tent, shining through the noon sun, all this is like countless boiling hearts, which makes people uneasy.

And the brown wine jar in Hu Shijiu's hand also reflected a dark red light......

Hu Jiu looked at it in a daze, watched, and frowned slightly.

In the ears of "Man Tingfang ......", I suddenly heard a familiar name, and the "offering wine" began!

Sure enough, after a while, I vaguely heard that it seemed to be the turn of "Tang Shengji" to go and offer wine.

"Man Tingfang, Tang Shengji, Lanyue Lou ......" Hu Shijiu followed the summoned restaurant and said silently in his heart.

When she heard "Xinghualou", she looked up suddenly, it's fast, it's fast, it's about to be herself! She doesn't want to be the leader, but she wants to get justice for her master!

"Drunkard Building-" The summons became clearer and clearer from far and near.

Hu Shijiu tidied up his clothes and looked upright.

Today, she wore the red robe specially assigned to each wine master in the "Wine Fighting Conference", and at first glance, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the Murong wine master's attire on the high platform that day. This made Hu Shijiu cherish this shirt even more, and he also spontaneously felt a sense of pride.

Tidying up the clothes on his body, Hu Shijiu took a deep breath, steadily picked up the wine jar from the table next to him, raised it to his chest, and tried to make every step go calmly and steadily.

In this way, in the eyes of those who were either speculation, jealousy, expectation, or malice, Hu Shijiu, step by step, walked to the high platform, looking at her with a smile.

"Grass people 'Shen Nineteen', see His Royal Highness King An!" She spoke clearly and her voice was crisp.

Seems to say so, right? The two masters gave everything to themselves, but they didn't tell her the etiquette that King An should have.

Hu Shijiu bowed, recalling in her heart that in her previous life, it seemed that Han Mochen had told her that she should have the etiquette when she met the current emperor one day.

At that time, she was just a "deep lady", and she was unimpressed with Han Mochen's various entrustments, but now that she thinks about it, she only feels that she was really a little too willful in front of him that day.

After Hu Shijiu saluted, she saw that King An was still staring at herself with a smile, she didn't dare to get up without permission, kneeling in a proper manner, kneeling, she was a little curious about what this high human emperor looked like, would it be the same as her brother Bai Ling on Fox Mountain?

So, Hu Shijiu quietly raised his head, and a pair of clear eyes reflected the figure of King An.

Her "unseemly" appearance caused King An to laugh.

"Bold!" Beside King An, the white-haired old eunuch Jia Dequan scolded fiercely! (To be continued.) )