Chapter 30 The Bachelor of Wine Fighting

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The hotel held an event, and Wang Haoran also went to join in the fun, but he was just an audience, and he didn't want people to know that he was the boss behind the scenes, and the age problem might cause many other problems.

"Haha...... The old man has always been a drinker, and the old man still can't taste these few glasses. Shopkeeper, can you drink these for free after drinking? A forty-year-old man asked Liu Wangjiang happily.

Liu Wangjiang naturally knows how high the concentration of this liquor is, and anyone who is a little good at wine can drink three glasses without getting drunk, which is also specially arranged by Wang Haoran. However, if you can drink more than six glasses, Liu Wangjiang doesn't think that there can be a few, and said with a smile: "It seems that this guest officer has a good amount of alcohol, but don't worry, if you can drink these three glasses, not only are the three glasses free, but how much you can drink is also free." ”

"That's good! The old man came to taste it first. The old man happily stepped forward and sat at the table prepared by Liu Wangjiang.

When Liu Wangjiang lifted the cap of the wine bottle, a burst of wine fragrance immediately spread around.

"It smells so good!"

"This wine is so clear!"

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The crowd was amazed and discussed. The liquor of the Tang Dynasty was turbid and looked like rice wine, while Wang Haoran's distilled liquor was transparent and colorless, and it was normal for everyone to feel strange.

"Good wine!" The old man stared at the liquor poured out by Liu Wangjiang, and before he could finish pouring three glasses, he first took a glass and put it in front of his nose and took a deep breath of wine greedily.

"Drink slowly, this wine is no better than ordinary wine. This wine has a smooth entrance and a strong aroma, and you can enjoy an endless aftertaste after a small sip. If you drink too quickly, it's easy to choke. When Liu Wangjiang reminded the old man, he didn't forget to give a few praises to this spirit.

"Thank you for the reminder, but the old man has never choked on wine. Haha......" Although the old man responded politely to Liu Wangjiang's words, his eyes stayed in the wine glass.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The old man who thought he had an extraordinary amount of alcohol did not listen to Liu Wangjiang's advice, and took a sip. But he didn't want this wine to be more powerful than he imagined, and he was choked and coughed for a while, his old face was so red that tears flowed out.

"Hahaha...... Wine! The old man finally took a breath, he didn't care about his ugliness just now, and he still had the heart to compose a poem, "Last night, the bottle was finished, and now the urn is about to open; In the dream, I came to the restaurant. ”

Wang Haoran also glanced at this old man, but he didn't see that this old man was still an intellectual! The poetry of this poem is simple and clear, close but not shallow, and naturally belongs to the best work. It seems that this old man is not simple!

Liu Wangjiang also saw that the old man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, thinking of just such a glass of wine, people would make such a smooth poem, if he could make a few more poems, wouldn't it be able to create a good story, and the name of "a cup of drunk" could not be promoted by the way? So Liu Wangjiang sent someone to give the old man this peanut, and said with a smile: "The guest officer is really quick to write, and he can chant a poem with a glass of wine, and he admires it." Just now, the guest officer choked and chewed some peanuts to suppress the taste. ”

"Uh...... Don't these peanuts cost money? ”

"Naturally, not."

"Then thank you to the shopkeeper." The old man said with a smile, chewing peanuts and mixing wine to drink, and he had to take a breath with his mouth when he took a sip of wine, for fear that the aroma of the wine would run away from his mouth.

This old man can indeed drink, plus there are peanuts to drink for him, and he is fine after drinking five or six glasses. It wasn't until the eighth cup that the old man was a little unsteady. But unfortunately, this old man never wrote poetry again.

"Guest officer, you've drunk a little too much now, why don't you send someone to send you back?" Liu Wangjiang said with concern.

"No, didn't you say you could drink as much as you wanted? If the old man goes back now, will the shopkeeper still let the old man drink for free when he comes back next time? The old man said vaguely.

"Why don't you leave three glasses for the guest officer today, and the guest officer will come back tomorrow, and you can drink three more cups for free?" Liu Wangjiang was also speechless for a while, this old man is really intoxicated, and he is still thinking about this cheapness after being like this.

"No......"

"Sir! How did you get drunk like this? The old man wanted to say something more, but then a woman hurriedly ran over to help the old man and complained, and said to the young man who came with him: "Lin'er, come, help your father go back together." ”

"Madame is here!" The old man saw his wife, although he was drunk, but he was a lot more honest, and obediently stood up with the support of his wife and son, during which he also took the time to make an OK gesture to Liu Wangjiang, Liu Wangjiang naturally knew that this was referring to the three glasses of wine he just said he wanted to give for free, so he also made an OK gesture to Liu Wangjiang to show that he would not forget. Seeing it, Wang Haoran thought that they all crossed over in the 21st century.

"What about cultivating sentiments? You're a drunkard! Although the woman complained constantly, she was still concerned about the old man.

"Madame! On this day, it is not about the soul; Seeing that everyone is drunk, why can't he bear to wake up alone. The old man muttered poetry again.

"You have a lot of reasons!"

Wang Haoran and Liu Wangjiang were both inspired, it was a good poem, Liu Wangjiang muttered a few times to recite this poem, deepening the impression, maybe in the future can write down this poem and hang it on the wall, or tell the guests that this poem was made after drinking the wine here. And Wang Haoran was shocked not here, but he had read this poem in the 21st century, so to speak, this drunk old man is the famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, known as the "Bachelor of Wine Fighting" Wang Ji! Wang Haoran remembered that Wang Ji resigned and went home in a certain year, the reason was that an official above him was optimistic about him and often sent him wine to drink, and after the official's death, the official's wife still sent him wine to drink, but later the official's wife also died, and he no longer had free wine to drink, so he resigned and went home.

Thinking of the two poems that this old man wrote just now, could it be that this Wang Ji wants to resign and go home at this time? No way! How can you let him go? What a celebrity! Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't solicit it? Distilled spirits have those two poems to promote, but there are still wines to promote. Wang Haoran thought about it with his brain, then hurriedly walked to the hotel room and found a pen and paper to write a few words, and then handed it to Liu Wangjiang and instructed: "Fourth grandfather, you hurry up and catch up with the old man just now, hand this over to him, and say that the owner wants to meet him, and he will be waiting here tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Liu Wangjiang didn't know what Wang Haoran's idea was, but he still took the note and chased after him without saying a word. In the past few days of contact, he knows that Wang Haoran is by no means a very human being.

It didn't take long for Liu Wangjiang to come back, and Wang Haoran asked, "How?" What did he say? ”

He said the poem was good, that is...... The words are too ugly...... "Liu Wangjiang said hesitantly.

...... "Well, Wang Haoran himself admitted this, although he sometimes goes to practice calligraphy, but this calligraphy is too difficult to practice."

"I mean let him come over tomorrow." Wang Haoran said after cleaning up his broken self-esteem.

"He said he still owes him three glasses of wine here, so he will come." Liu Wangjiang asked suspiciously, "Haoran, why are you interested in this person?" What is the purpose of seeing him? ”

"Does the fourth grandfather know who this person is?" Wang Haoran saw Liu Wangjiang shaking his head, so he continued, "He is Wang Ji, a bachelor of wine fighting. ”

"What? It turned out to be him! Liu Wangjiang was taken aback, Wang Ji's name is like thunder in the Tang Dynasty!

"And what are you looking for him?" Liu Wangjiang asked again.

"This man is a drunkard, and he knows more about wine than anyone else, and if he is willing to come here and taste wine for us, we can improve it accordingly, so that our drunken wine is not surpassable by others. And if he is in charge here, it is strange that he is not famous for a drunk. ”

"Of course it would be good if he could do this, but he is an official of the imperial court, how could he come here?"

"Then let's just give it a try." Liu Wangjiang's consideration is not unreasonable, but he doesn't know that Wang Ji is about to resign, others can use wine to retain Wang Ji, who is unwilling to be an official, and Wang Haoran is also confident that he can keep him, not to mention that he still uses distilled spirit.