Chapter 252 is better than better

Write another 'good' word? Zhou Ning thought about it, but also made it. The pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hand over the white roll seems to be too eye-catching, Zhou Ning is also a new science and technology scholar, and not writing anything will make people think more.

Maybe it will be suspected that he is deliberately grandstanding, and he can't be special in everything, and if he is special, he will attract people's attention.

The human imagination is infinite, and I don't know how many meanings can be interpreted in a blank scroll. Zhou Ning refused to write 'auspicious words' seriously, in order to reduce the trouble for himself, not to increase the trouble.

Or write another 'good' word, Zhou Ning picked up the pen and wrote a beautiful 'good' word very seriously, this time he didn't use a reminder from the little girl, and wrote 'Yunjiang County Zhou Ning' directly in the lower left corner.

The little guy picked up the word 'good' and turned around, muttering in his heart, this official is too easy, I knew that he was also practicing calligraphy at home, no need to practice anything else, as long as he can write a 'good' word.

Of course, Xiang Ye didn't have time to read the comments written by everyone right away, and the content was all the same, and the difference seemed to be only to see how everyone's penmanship was.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Ning saw his thoughts, and gently pressed him to sit opposite: "The wine is tasteless, you accompany me to drink two glasses, and if Li Bo is to blame, I will take care of it." ”

Zhou Ning picked up the wine jar and tore off the altar seal on it, and as soon as the wine jar was opened, the room was immediately full of incense, otherwise why did the shopkeeper choose this time to send the wine over? There are many people who come to congratulate today, and the fragrance of this wine can be famous by word of mouth.

This is not a 30-year-old wine at all, if there is such a good wine full of aroma, it would have been sold out a long time ago, and it can still be hidden?

The Dajing Dynasty only had sake with a very low degree, and all the liquor was brewed liquor, and there was no distilled liquor, and this jar was the soju made by Zhou Ning by distillation.

In other words, how did Zhou Ning, a down-and-out scholar, know how to make wine? In the 21st century, people travel back to ancient times, with gold, silver, copper, and iron, and who wouldn't get a still?

Speaking of this Zhou Ning, he is also an unlucky fate cast by an unlucky star. Ten years of cold window picture is a dream, Dabi came to Beijing to seek an official, and when he handed in the papers, he realized that the examiner was his rival.

I couldn't help but tear up his rolls, and beat him out of the tribute courtyard with a stick. He was wounded, hateful, and collapsed at the gate of the Tribute Courtyard.

Uncle Li saw that he was pitiful and took him home, and asked Lang Zhong to take care of him. He was sullen and fainted, and when he woke up again, Zhou Ning was no longer the original Zhou Ning.

He himself was a little unsure whether Zhou Ning in the 21st century had traveled to the Dajing Dynasty, or whether Zhou Ning of the Dajing Dynasty had sleepwalked in the 21st century.

All of a sudden, he had the memories of two lives, and the huge change shook him so much that he almost collapsed, but he couldn't move even though he was in pain, and said a few crazy words, and others only thought he was sick and confused.

After more than a month of healing from the injuries on his body, his mind has also recovered from the shock of crossing, no matter who has crossed whom, he has to face the same reality, and now only to live well is serious.

Uncle Li is very good, but his business is not very good. Zhou Ning quietly went out to sell calligraphy and paintings, write letters on behalf of others, and with the money left over from his body, he built a set of copper stills.

Zhou Ning made soju and asked Uncle Li to mix a little soju into the sake and sell it. In this way, in half a year, Uncle Li's tea tavern, the shotgun was replaced. Looking at the tall two-story wooden building, Uncle Li even had the heart to offer Zhou Ning as a bodhisattva.

Zhou Ning asked Uncle Li to sell soju directly, and Uncle Li was worried that no one would dare to drink such strong wine.

Zhou Ning thought of such a way, he can sit in the tavern and drink every day, so that some people will be curious, some people will try, everyone knows that this wine is delicious and safe, and they can naturally open the market.

Zhou Ning poured a bowl for Xiao Er and another bowl for himself. The two of them touched each other and were just about to drink, when a boy at the table slapped the table, startling them.

Xiao Er hurriedly put down the wine bowl and stood up, and before Xiao Er could take a step, the man had already walked over. The man was well-dressed, pointed to the wine jar with a folding fan in his hand, and asked Xiao Er, "This is given to him by the tavern?" ”

"Yes" Xiao Er accompanied the smiling face, nodded slightly, and was about to speak when he interrupted him.

"Why didn't you give it to me?"

"Don't worry about it." The shopkeeper bent down and explained with a smile: "Zhou Gongzi helped our small shop write a good couplet, and the altar wine was sent as a reward, and if the guest master wanted to drink, the little one should go and get it." ”

"What kind of bullshit couplet just wants to make good wine?" The man pointed at Xiao Er: "Go and take off the couplet for me, and split the fire." ”

Pick? Who picks up couplets on the auspicious day of the opening? He didn't dare to borrow the courage of Xiao Er, he could only put on a fake smile that was not adulterated, and said: "Master Ke, you are laughing, little"

"Fart!" The man interrupted Xiao Er's words again: "Who is he. Mom is joking with you? If I ask you to pick it, you will pick it up for me immediately, and then break your dog's leg with nonsense. ”

Zhou Ning slowly drank a bowl of wine, gently put down the bowl, raised his hand to stop Xiao Er, who was about to speak, and slowly stood up: "If you come for wine, there is enough wine and food in the store." If you are here for the fighting spirit, you can choose the civil and martial arts, and Zhou will accompany you. ”

Zhou Ning is plainly dressed and has a well-proportioned figure, not too stout and not too delicate, with both the elegant posture of a scholar and the heroic spirit of a military man.

It's just that the man was wearing silk and satin, and Zhou Ning was wearing a coarse cloth gown, and the man saw that Zhou Ning's family was poor, and he was still dignified and arrogant, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Whew! Do you deserve it too? The man said 'huh' and smashed Zhou Ning's head with a punch, Zhou Ning raised his hand and grabbed his fist and pushed forward, he stood unsteadily and stepped back, thanks to Xiao Er holding him, otherwise he would have to fall on his back and face the sky.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ning still had kung fu on him, and he didn't dare to do it again if he couldn't sneak attack. He stabilized his body and thought about the couplet at the door, which seemed to be ordinary but not ordinary, and he was good enough to fight in civil and martial arts.

Stopping his hand and not being able to get over it, he glanced at the wine jar on the table, today this matter started because of wine, he rolled his eyes, and said to Zhou Ning: "Wen Dou sour, martial arts customs, today we will fight wine, whoever loses is the king." ”

"I don't drink with Wang Ba." It's okay to fight wine, but this bet doesn't make sense to Zhou Ning. "How about a bet of ten taels of silver?"

Ten taels of silver is enough to buy half a restaurant, and it is good for ordinary farmers to have an income of ten taels of silver a year, which can be regarded as a big gamble among the people.

The man glanced at Zhou Ning, did not hide his contempt at all, and sneered coldly: "Can you take out ten taels of silver?" ”

Zhou Ning hadn't spoken yet.