Chapter 118: Coming

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Therefore, what the two old men tasted at this moment was the best product selected by Hu Shijiu after several trial brewing.

"Little Nineteen," after listening to Hu Nineteen's narration, even Qin Jiuzheng, who had always been harsh, couldn't help but nod and sigh again and again, "Although this wine is good, this thought is even more commendable." ”

Unlike him, Xu Qing, the old man on the side, was silent with a wine bowl after the initial joy.

Hu Shijiu looked at the master's demeanor nervously.

"I said Xu Lao'er, why are you not happy that our apprentice has made such a fine wine? It can't be that you're afraid of the blue, right? Qin Yang drank the wine made by Hu Shijiu this time, and his interest was much better, but he saw that Xu Qing's demeanor was wrong, so he joked Xu Qing and said.

"I don't dare." Hu Shicheng was terrified.

Xu Qing also knew that he was out of shape, and smiled indifferently: "Nineteen can make such a fine wine, I can't be happy yet, and it can be regarded as enough." It's just ......" He put the bowl on the table, lost in thought.

Qin Yang looked at him, then looked at Hu Shijiu, who was getting more and more nervous, and drank the rest of the wine and said, "I said, if you have something to say, you can say it quickly, you see how scared Xiao Nineteen is!" ”

Xu Qing looked at Hu Nineteen, hesitated for a moment and said, "Nineteen, you have done a good job." In this way, you go back to the wine cellar for the time being, and there are some things to discuss with your Master Qin. ”

"This ......" Qin Yang looked at Xu Qing inexplicably, what else did he need to say behind Xiao Nineteen's back?

"Yes." Hu Shijiu saw his master's demeanor like this, although he was uneasy in his heart, he still bowed respectfully, and slowly retreated and left.

After watching the thin wooden door being gently closed, Qin Yang said dissatisfiedly: "I said Xu Lao'er, what do you want to say so mysteriously?" ”

Xu Qing took the wine jar from Qin Yang's hand, sat in front of the desk, and was about to add another bowl of wine for himself, but found that the jar was already empty. He turned the jar upside down and patted it against the bowl, but there was still not a drop left.

"Hah!" Qin Yang walked over, sat opposite him, and saw this close friend who had not drunk for many years, and laughed loudly, "I said that you are in front of Xiao Nineteen, what kind of shelf are you putting up, I want to drink it now, but it's too late!" ”

"Old fellow, you're really greedy." Xu Qing put down the wine jar and replied unceremoniously.

However, he seemed to think of something again, and just held the empty bowl in front of him and sniffed it gently.

"Hey, you're not, aren't you?" Qin Yang was a little embarrassed when he saw him like this, "If you don't dislike this bowl I've used," he handed over his wine bowl, "I'll give you the rest!" ”

Xu Qing looked at the wine bowl in his hand, shook his head and smiled, "Where am I such a greedy person." ”

"Hehe......" Qin Yang was noncommittal.

"I was thinking that we had always given Nineteen the best of our skills, but we had neglected the most important of them."

"Oh?" Hearing Xu Qing say this, Qin Yang also hurriedly put down the wine bowl, "What's the matter?" ”

"Do you know who is presiding over the 'Wine Fight' this time?" Xu Qing's brows tightened.

"How would I know!" Infected by his expression, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but he couldn't figure it out.

"It's the Fourth Highness." These words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Xu Qing said, looked at the wine jar, and said nothing.

"Fourth Highness?" Qin Yang, who had not been out of the forest for a long time, fell into deep contemplation.

He snapped, "It's him!" ”

"Exactly." Xu Qing's gaze still did not leave the wine jar, and his brows still did not stretch.

Qin Yang also gradually turned his gaze to the wine altar, feeling annoyed in his heart, "Little Nineteen, this time, let's really see if the sky has eyes......

The night before the wine fight, it was cloudy and rainy, and the willow trees by the moat were like human beings swaying and trying to survive in this difficult world, trying to take root in the earthly soil.

"Big brother," Wu Liangshan looked at the row of beautifully arranged containers, rubbing his hands together and pacing back and forth excitedly.

"If you have something to say, don't hang around here!" Wu Houde was concentrating on pouring a crimson liquid into a crystal-like wine glass.

"I said, big brother, this color is too ......," Wu Liangshan said with his teeth bared, "It looks like blood!" ”

"Taste?" Wu Houde raised his glass and handed it to Wu Liangshan.

Wu Liangshan took the wine glass, but he just held the glass, "Ouch, brother, no, I can't get my mouth shut." He returned the wine glass to Wu Houde.

"Idiot." Wu Houde turned the wine glass in his hand, and the wine was like a red whirlpool.

"Strange ......" Wu Liangshan looked at it, and the color became more and more like the blood flowing from the wound.

Wu Houde glanced at him, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then, slowly sipping the red liquid.

"Oops...... Wu Liangshan's scalp was numb, he turned his head with eyebrows, only to feel the sour water on his cheeks.

"Good wine!" Wu Houde praised with satisfaction, and the wine in the cup hung on the corner of his mouth, and it had a bit of a demonic taste.

"Brother......" Wu Liangshan asked with disgust, "You won't take this thing to the 'Wine Fighting Conference', will you?" ”

"Why not." Wu Houde still stared at the wine glass and asked, the remaining little bit of dark red against the background of the candle flame was weird, but also tempting, and there was a bit of a thrilling taste.

Wu Liangshan glanced at the door behind him, and said in a slurred manner, "I think that the Fourth Highness may not have drunk it yet, so he will ......" He originally wanted to ease the atmosphere and make a joke, but when he saw Wu Houde coming over, he put the words "violent death" on his lips, and changed it to a more compromised statement: "I was shocked by this color......"

"Shock?" Wu Houde has a good face for Wu Liangshan for the first time these days, "I said second, do you know what it means to be shocked?" The four dignified highnesses will be 'shocked' by a small glass of wine? ”

"That naturally won't ......" Wu Liangshan looked at the blush on the corner of Wu Houde's mouth, and always felt shuddering, "I'm just talking nonsense to make my eldest brother happy." ”

"Happy, wait until the Drunkard Building turns back into the Drunkard Fang, no, it becomes that pile of coke again, I'm really happy!" Thinking of the evil things many years ago, maybe it was the wine, Wu Houde only felt inexplicably excited in his heart, and that bloodthirsty nature was ready to move in his bone marrow.

He could scarcely contain his excitement, strode to the window, pushed it open, and suddenly the rain outside swept into the house along with the strong wind.

Wu Liangshan was still standing cautiously, I don't know if it was his delusion - he seemed to feel that tonight, even the wind and rain outside the window carried a fishy smell......