Chapter 031: A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet

Well, this is only a small episode that happened. Because after the grotesque performance of the two, the young woman stepped forward to open the door, leaned down and half-knelt on the side of the door, and put on a gesture of greeting. And Xie Qingyi consciously retreated behind Xie Zuo, and returned to the appearance of not caring about anything, as if nothing had happened just now!

Although I really wanted to ask what the situation was just now, there was still a pretty lady in front of me who was courteous, so I had to temporarily dismiss the idea of finding out, and said to the young woman:

"This sister is invited, I am Xie Zuo, the young master of the Xie family in the west of the village, I came here today to find a Zhan Bird Zhan Yishi, dare to ask if this is the Zhan Yi family's house?"

When the young woman heard this, her body trembled slightly. But because she lowered her head, she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but Xie Zuo felt that she was holding back her laughter, and she didn't see that both shoulders were twitching and twitching!

Xie Qingyi suddenly leaned into Xie Zuo's ear and said in a low voice:

"Young master, when I sang the salute just now, I already said who we are, and they have also answered, this is the exhibition poultry house, and the one kneeling is the exhibition poultry lady. At this time, if you say that you can do it, you don't need to report yourself! ”

Xie Zuo's words were sluggish. No wonder the little lady snickered, it turned out that she had already talked about it! It's not for you to make trouble, it's not okay to talk well, but you want to make it like singing, the tone is still bent, and those who don't know think they're singing to the mountain!

Fortunately, Xie Zuo is thick-skinned, and he wiped the embarrassment away with a haha:

"It turned out to be Mrs. Sister-in-law! Hehe, Mrs. Sister-in-law, please hurry up, but I don't know where Brother Zhan is? ”

Xie Zuo bent down and sang a fat song, and directly put himself on the identity of a little brother along the pole. Since they are brothers, they should naturally be more cordial, right?

"I don't know that the descendants of Engong are in person, and I ask my son to forgive my sins! The husband is still in Longshang, and he is about to turn around in ten moments, please ask the son to sit in the hospital for a while! ”

Although there was a smile in his voice, his words were clearly organized, not rude at all, and his voice was soft and beautiful, at least it was very useful in Xie Zuo's ears. And listening to people's meaning, I have long known the kindness of the Xie family, otherwise there would be no "Engong" statement.

"In this case, there is Mrs. Lao!"

Xie Zuo took Xie Qingyi and entered the courtyard with a smile. Let Xie Qingyi present the gift:

"I took the liberty to visit, but I only got a few small gifts, and I asked my sister-in-law not to dislike it!"

"Why should Childe be so polite! The humble house is ugly, and he doesn't dare to pollute his son's ears and eyes, so he asks to sit in the courtyard for a while. Out of nowhere, the young woman found two mazars and placed them in the middle of the courtyard, which should be the living room.

Of course, Xie Zuo didn't care, but felt that sitting in the sky between the barren mountains was quite wild. As for Xie Qingyi, he doesn't care, in the past, the young master sat and stood by himself, but now he still has a seat, right?

Seeing that the two of them did not dislike it, the young woman was also more happy between her eyebrows and eyes, and Yingying said:

"The countryside is simple, there is nothing to feast on, only a little home-brewed fruit wine, please stay for a while."

Then he turned and went into the house.

At this time, Xie Qingyi suddenly leaned into Xie Zuo's ear and whispered: "Young master, this Zhan Niang is not simple!" ”

"Why isn't it easy?" Xie Zuoqi said.

"The set of etiquette that I just worshipped was forced by my father to study for a long time before I memorized it. But you see that between the ladies and gentlemen just now, there is no stagnation at all, and they are obviously no strangers to the ceremony. ”

"Well, so what?" Xie Zuo hadn't understood yet.

Xie Qingyi looked at his young master with eyes that hated iron and steel: "The ritual has been passed down from ancient times, and Xia Jun inherited it, only the official eunuch or the family of poetry and books can understand how to use it, and our family also began to use it after the master became the governor." Do you see that the rich man of the Yu family knows how to behave? But this exhibitor, left and right, doesn't seem to have anything to do with the official eunuch, how can he be so familiar with the ceremony? ”

It turned out that this was the case, and Xie Zuo woke up.

I don't know which old ancestor in this world came out with a set of etiquette called "Etiquette" when he was idle, and was seen by the founding monarch of the Xia Dynasty, who felt that it was very high, and used it for himself as soon as he was happy. What is good at the top will be very bad at the bottom. As a result, this set of etiquette became the exclusive etiquette of the aristocracy.

As Xie Zuo's cheap father, he is barely a county-level cadre, so there is no problem with using a courtesy. But this Zhan Yu is just a military man, and the old lady has been reduced to the extent that she has to rely on people to get by, how can she have anything to do with the eunuch's house? Since it doesn't matter, how can his family understand the already complicated etiquette?

Of course, there is another explanation. That is, Zhan Niangzi knows how to be polite, and it has nothing to do with the Zhan family, it is purely her own familiarity. But in this way, the identity of this Zhan Niangzi is probably not as simple as an ordinary village woman.

So, at this moment, Xie Zuo quickly made up a scene in his brain, a rich girl fell in love with her brother in the soldier, and eloped for thousands of miles in forty episodes of emotional ethics drama.

Just thinking about it, the young woman had already walked out of the house, holding an earthen clay pot in her hand, Wan Ting walked in front of Xie Zuo, and held the clay pot with both hands:

"The folk girl brews her own fruit wine, please Gongzi Yajian!"

Wine? Regardless of his past and present lives, Xie Zuo is not good at drinking. In his opinion, the spicy liquor, the sour red wine, and the bitter beer, if it are not for social needs, it is not a drop of alcohol in daily life. However, speaking of which, the ancients were good at wine, and there are not a few people who are addicted to alcohol, but I don't know how much difference there is between this ancient wine and modern wine?

Thinking about it like this, Xie Zuo became a little interested in the liquid in the clay pot in front of him. Thanking him, he took the jar from the young woman's hand and leaned in to look at it.

The liquid in the tank is orange-yellow and slightly cloudy. When you sniff in, you can smell a faint sweet aroma of fruit.

Xie Zuo held the jar to his mouth, touched the mouth of the jar, and took a small sip.

it!

Is this special wine? This is obviously vinegar! Right! Otherwise, why is it sour like this? With just a small sip, Xie Zuo felt that his entire tongue was filled with a violent sour taste, so much so that the acid water in his stomach gushed up, as if he was excitedly calling for the arrival of his companion!

Swallowing the liquid forcibly, Xie Zuo felt that he had almost lost half his life. Your sister! In the future, I will no longer try things of unknown origin casually, people drink for money, and drinking by yourself is fatal!

Looking at Xie Zuo's expression of frowning eyebrows and nose together, the young woman covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Childe isn't used to this kind of smell? It doesn't matter, you only need to taste it after a while, and you will naturally feel fragrant on your lips and teeth, refreshing in your throat, and hot in your abdomen, so that you can taste the benefits of this wine. ”

I think it's very sour all over my body, right? Xie Zuo slandered in his heart, and it was inconvenient to show it on his face, and even squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for your advice!" ”

"I'll try!"

Coldly, a pair of large hands appeared from Xie's left side, and unceremoniously took the clay pot containing wine from his hand. Xie Zuo turned his head to look, but saw that the clay pot had already appeared in Xie Qingyi's mouth, and he opened his mouth to drink!

Xie Zuo was about to stop it, but he found that the stupid big man had already taken a big sip, so he had to sigh and give up. I rushed to suffer the crime, who is to blame?

Just as Xie Zuo shook his head and sighed, a huge thunderous shout suddenly exploded in his ears:

"Good wine!"

I'm @¥#%!

Looking at Xie Qingyi, whose eyes were shining and his face was intoxicated, Xie Zuo really couldn't understand, from which angle did you feel that this was good wine?