The smoker came to Lingshang's house again, and Xiaoxi was very enthusiastic when he saw him, and seemed to have forgotten the disgusting smell of smoke all over the smoker's body.

The smoker still chooses Bi Ying.

At the front desk, Xiaoxi watched the smoker walk into Biying, took out a booklet from his pocket, turned a few pages, and the word smoker was written on the page, and Xiaoxi marked "Biying" after the two words of smoker.

Flip to the next page, where the word "drunkard" is written.

Xiao Xi stared at the word drunkard, thoughtful.

※ Drunkard.

He is called a drunkard because if you have a good wine that you have treasured for 30 years, you can exchange it for your life, you are a drunkard in life, and of course you are a drunkard in death.

An alcoholic can endure a hungry and full meal, and can pass the time without a woman, but he cannot live without alcohol. Wine is a woman to him, a woman with all kinds of charms and songs, which makes him ecstatic and makes him eat his bones.

If a drunkard does not drink for a day, his whole body will be numb, his stomach will be covered with green water, and anything he eats will be tasteless, and if there is no more thing called wine to moisten his throat and warm his internal organs, his whole body will collapse and he will go crazy; If he doesn't let him smell the wine, he might pull his hair and hit the wall.

It is said that after brushing off his hair a few times and hitting a wall a few times, the drunkard left the country and disappeared from people's sight.

A few years later, someone saw an alcoholic in a downtown area out of town, and it was unbelievable that the drunkard had quit drinking.

※ Downtown and taverns.

A wine flag is waving in the wind, and on the wine flag, the three words "will enter the wine" are drawn with silver hooks, and they are about to come out.

Shojin sake is the wine of the town shop of this tavern.

At that time, Li Baidou had 100 poems and was known as a poet. Leaving a scorching "will enter the wine" for posterity, the owner of the tavern loves this poem, loves the house and Wu, so he named the wine of the self-brewed town store "will enter the wine", but don't underestimate this wine, most of the drinkers rushed to it and became repeat customers.

On this day, the tavern was full of diners and business was surprisingly good.

The wine will be slightly drunk in the mouth, depressed but not violent. One cup is too little, three cups is too much, four cups and five cups are against the wall, and six cups and seven cups are not left. Many drinkers were already drunk and still shouted to the waiter to serve the wine.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "pop", and a crisp crashing sound came from the small box of Yun Jinxuan, and the tavern owner who was entertaining the guests was startled.

The hall owner hurriedly ran into Yun Jinxuan.

Yun Jinxuan had only one old man, dressed decently, who was taking out a wine glass and banging on the glass tabletop.

When he saw the owner, the old man opened his mouth and scolded: "What kind of wine is this?" It was so sour that Lao Tzu had a toothache. ”

After scolding, the old man lifted the blue and white porcelain wine jug and wanted to pour the wine in the jug into the trash can on the table. It was too late, but it was too soon, and the owner stepped forward to snatch back the flask.

The owner put down the wine jug, neither humble nor arrogant, and said calmly: "The old man is angry, he has something to say, why bother with a pot of wine." ”

The old man saw that the owner of the pavilion was agile, and his sharpness was a little frustrated.

He pretended to "hum": "Lao Tzu came here today, just to see what he was going to drink, but he didn't expect it to be in vain." This kind of wine is taken out of the town store, doesn't it make people laugh off their big teeth. ”

The owner of the museum said slowly: "You can't drink too quickly, you can taste it slowly, so that you can experience the softness and cleanliness of the wine and the unique indulgent aroma." ”

The old man was a little unhappy: "What do you mean is that I have committed a taboo in wine tasting and spoiled good wine?" ”

"This wine is an ancestral secret recipe, made exclusively, and most of the customers who come to the tavern are repeat customers." The owner said calmly.

The old man's face turned blue all of a sudden.

The owner of the pavilion indirectly scolded him in this sentence: whether it is good or not, it is well known. If you resist and will enter wine, it means that you have no eyes and no beads.

"It is said that your tavern has a wide collection of famous wines from all over the world, and there are countless fine wines in the cellar, and I can afford to pick the best wine." The old man looks like he is rich.

The owner of the hall was indifferent: "There are people who are noble and low, and they are divided into three, six, nine and so on." Wines have different origins, such as concentration, brewing method, and aroma. I don't know what kind of wine the old man drinks. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows: "Then tell me what kind of wine there is." ”

The owner continued: "If the wine is green, it will be poured like bamboo leaves; If yellow is precious, the goose is yellow like wine; If white is precious, the jade liquid gold cup; If red is precious, then the small mess drops pearl red. Uncle, do you pick green, yellow, or red? ”

"The owner of the museum knows the way of wine, which is impressive!" The old man showed appreciation, "I'm not interested in the wine you said," the old man's expression of appreciation stayed for less than a second, and it was fleeting.

He said coldly: "What I want is the peerless wine from the wine pool on Chang'an Street more than 1,200 years ago: I will enter the wine!" ”

The owner of the hall was stunned.

"Back then, there was a strange event on Chang'an Street that caused a sensation in the capital, which was well-known and admired by heroes all over the world." The old man's words were like thunder, and the consciousness of the hall owner was torn apart.

The old man's mouth was like a river, and he gushed endlessly: "The best wine in the world is none other than the wine pool on Chang'an Street." Jiuchi is the largest restaurant on Chang'an Street, which is famous in the capital and attracts heroes from all over the world to drink. The shopkeeper of the wine pool is a strange person, who likes to drink with the heroes who come to the wine pool. With an unfathomable amount of alcohol, the shopkeeper always has the upper hand and never loses. ”

The owner of the museum turned a deaf ear, and all in front of him were phantoms.

The old man said to himself: "After coming and going, no one dares to drink with the shopkeeper anymore, and the shopkeeper also feels that one-on-one is not enough fun, so he makes a bold statement that he can fight with three to five heroes." And swore that if he was defeated, he would be sent to the treasure of the Jiuchi Town store in a blink of an eye, the supreme wine unique in the world: he will enter the wine! The aroma of this wine is mellow, comparable to that of the heavenly elixir. Rumors in the rivers and lakes: This wine is by no means brewed in the world, only this jar. Take a sip and take one less sip.

"There are three good men who are fat, thin and tall and find the shopkeeper of the wine pool, intending to compete for the top. The shopkeeper can't ask for it, so he responds immediately. The drunken world is big, and the sun and moon are long in the pot. From sunset to sunrise, I didn't see a win or a loss after a day and night.

The four of them drank so much that they had a whim: raise a glass and invite all the beggars on the ten-mile long street to drink in the wine pool. For a while, the beggars in Chang'an were empty, and the beggars who rushed to the wine pool staggered, and they didn't catch up with beating their chests and feet, and they wept suddenly.

"This booze is really a terrifying and unprecedented. In the end, the shopkeeper of the wine pool lost to three good men, one fat, one thin, and one tall, with a difference of half a glass.

"The three heroes got their wish and won the world's only one of the best will enter the wine. The shopkeeper personally poured wine for the servants. It is said that when the mouth of the altar is slightly opened, the fragrance fills the house, and passers-by are poured by the fragrance of wine that wafts out.

The servants tried to take a sip, their teeth were full of incense, their hearts were warm like spring, and the tiredness of the day was swept away. The shopkeeper of the wine pool kept his promise and gave the rest of the wine to the three heroes. ”

The old man's eyes were full of envy.

"Giving away the wine, the shopkeeper was really heartbroken, and he blushed and asked for a pot of wine to stay in the Jiuchi Town store. The shopkeeper regards this pot of wine as a treasure, and he is usually reluctant to give others a look, let alone take a sip.

After half a year, the shopkeeper had no intention of running the restaurant and handed over the wine pool to others to take care of. Brought back the only remaining pot of fine wine back to his hometown Taoduling and built a winery. And use this pot of fine wine as a wine guide to brew the eponymous Jiangjin wine. With the business talent inherited from the family and the fame of the wine, the winery gradually became famous, and Taoduling had an additional winemaking family. ”

The pavilion opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he didn't speak.