Chapter 118 is not easy to live in

Gong Nian Huai turned sideways and looked out of the car, "Yan Shi, how far have you gone?" I seem to hear another animal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Oh, Huh, Nian Huai, don't care about the voice, Yan Zuotou's mutton is still in the basket, come, let's have a cup first, one person and one leg, and the rest is left for the stone and Niuniu." Meng Zhijing reached out and carried the basket and tore off the linen cover.

"Wow! Well? Yan Zuotou, why is your sheep two-legged? Meng Zhijing counted the basket for a long time, still on two legs.

"Disabled sheep, huh?" Gong Nian Huai turned his head and glanced at it, "Hand grilled mutton!" Just eat like that? What about condiments? ”

"Hey, sir, it's all in the pot, oh no, it's still in the soup. The salt is there, it's in the meat. Yan Shi looked back at the lamb in the basket and swallowed it.

"Cooked in old soup?" Gong Nian Huai reached out and grabbed a piece, put it on his nose and smelled it, "Strict, the smell is a little heavy, peppercorns, star anise, ginger, cooking wine or not." Well, not too bad. It's an old sheep, five years old, right? ”

"Hah!" Meng Zhijing almost sprayed, and most of the wine in the cup in his hand was spilled.

Yan Shi's face flushed, and he muttered, which was quieter than the voice of a mosquito, "Sir, Meng Gongzi, that's right, this sheep is free-range in the craftsman village, and the sheep are older, not as old as Mr. said, but the sheep are also old, it is said to be three and a half years old." Ahem, well, it tastes, it's still good, I'll try it. ”

What Yan Shi said, Gong Yi Nianhuai and Meng Zhijing probably didn't hear it clearly, only saw Yan Shi's hand stretched out into the basket, grabbed it and grabbed it, and when the two looked at the basket again, the basket was already half empty.

"Hey, hey, have you washed your hands, I saw you just now, well, I'd better have a drink." Gong Nian Huai poured a glass of wine from the jar, shook it gently, and took a long breath, "Well, this wine is the most satisfying today." Whew--" Gong Yi Nian Huai took a small sip and tasted it slowly.

"Oh, it's sweet in the mouth, and there's a hint of bitterness. The wine is mild, mellow and long, and has a special aroma. This is indeed authentic Zaoyang Difeng rice wine. Strict, where did you get it? Oh, Brother Meng, you have to keep this wine, you can't just drink it. ”

Gong Nian Huai squinted his eyes slightly, and his body and mind were soaked in the comfort of tasting rice wine. It's just that this kind of demeanor appears on a child, and it's a little weird.

Ruogong Nian Huai pulled a bun on his head, three strands of long hair fluttered under his chin, and then made a few furrows with tape on his face, changed into a green sermon robe, held a red clay wine glass in his hand, took a sip, and then looked up at the clouds coming and going, the taste was complete.

When Gong Yi Nianhuai poured wine again, he found that Meng Zhijing was like drinking orange juice, tilting his neck and pouring rice wine into his mouth.

"Hey, Brother Meng, the head is not a funnel. This wine should not be excessive. Gong Nian Huai reached out and grabbed the cup in Meng Zhijing's hand.

"Sir, if this wine is fine, it should be used as cheese to quench your thirst and remove the fire." Yan Shi picked up another jar, patted open the mud seal, opened the lid, and poured out a cup ---,, "Come, sir, Mr. Yuan Zhijing has a cup." Whew--"

Gong Nian Huai slammed the wine glass on the car board, "Alas, do you know, this wine is very useful when you drink it, and it is actually called windward pouring, and when you feel that you have drunk enough, you are already drunk." In less than three days and three nights, the strength of the wine is unbearable. ”

"Uh--, well, hiccup," Yan Shi craned his neck and burped at Gong Nianhuai, "sir, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, who cares about the wind and rain tomorrow." Come, sir, Yuan Zhi will give you another drink. Uh--" Yan Shi held the wine glass, his arms stretched out, from the front of the carriage into the carriage, his eyes were confused, staring at the male loss of Nianhuai, the wine glass shook to find the cup of the male loss of Nianhuai, and the two cups asked for a ding.

"Nian Huai, don't live up to Yan Zuotou's intentions, do you know how much these two foods are worth? Come on, let's do this first. Meng Zhijing took advantage of the public loss to read Huai's nonsense, he didn't know how many cups of rice wine he poured into his stomach, squinted his eyes, came up with a cup, and the three cups touched each other with a clang.

Yan Shi raised his thumb at Gong Nianhuai, "Well, Mr. is bold." "Yan Shi raised his neck and took a sip, and showed the bottom of the cup to the public to show Nianhuai.

"Nianhuai, this wine has to be dry, right?" Meng Zhijing shook the cup in his hand and stared at Gong Yi Nian Huai, it seems that Gong Yi Nian Huai does not do it first as a respect, and Meng Zhijing will not touch his lips.

"Hehe, Brother Meng, don't tell me how much Yan Shi paid to get these two things to eat, and the younger brother is also very good at eating."

"Hey, Meng Gongzi, Yuan Zhi has been very guilty for failing to entertain Mr. and Meng Gongzi well, how can he disturb the wine again, come, do it."

"You see, Brother Meng, Yan Shi is much more sincere, how can you talk about the price of wine and food when drinking, it is in vain to Yan Shi's mind, Brother Meng, punish a glass, ding, and the younger brother will also accompany you." Gong Yi Nian Huai touched the cup of Meng Zhijing, and held the cup in front of Meng Zhijing.

"Hehe, listen to the tone, my brother doesn't seem to care about these two kinds of food, and it seems that the price will stain Yan Zuotou's mind and depress your identity." Meng Zhijing took a sip of his wine glass.

"Hehe," Gong Nian Huai squinted, took a sip, and raised his wine glass to the two of them.

"Hmph, hum, Nian Huai, don't think about it or don't believe it?" Meng Zhijing squinted at Gong Nian Huai, and it seemed that he was going to be on the bar with Gong Nian Huai.

"Nian Huai, this sheep is a little old, no matter how old it is, it is still a sheep, isn't it? It was spent on the sheep, not on the rabbit meat. There are also three years of ground-sealed old rice wine, strict, and your two months' worth of materials have been put in. Meng Zhijing tore a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, took a sip of wine, and ate very happily.

"What? These two things cost you two months' salary? Gong Nianhuai glanced at the amber liquor in the wine glass, looked at the mutton in his hand, and was so excited that he even spit out the word salary of the future generations, "Strict, is what Brother Meng said true?" ”

"Hehe, sir, this sheep and wine didn't cost much money, they were, hehe," Yan Shi held the wine glass, a little embarrassed, how could there be such a slap in the face.

Meng Zhijing waved his hand at Yan Shi, "Yan Zuotou, don't be coquettish, you little gentleman, it is estimated that you are stupid overseas, and you don't eat the fireworks of the world." Saying that, Meng Zhijing took a sip of wine, shook his head and chanted a limerick poem, "Pingjiang nine hundred and one sheep, how dare you buy it?" Only fish and shrimp are provided for two meals, and the belly is now used as a small pond. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect Meng Gongzi to know this poem. Yuan Zhi thought that Meng Gongzi should know that Su Wen was familiar and ate mutton; Su Wensheng, eating vegetable soup is. Yan Shi raised his wine glass to Meng Gongzi, as if he had found a confidant.

"Smack!" Meng Zhijing slapped Gong Nian Huai's thigh, "Strict, don't be ashamed of me." I'm a warrior, how can I chant about you, a poor and sour slurry? Quick, quick, self-punishment three cups. Meng Zhijing squinted his drunken eyes, raised his hand high, and made a gesture to shoot it down.

"Hey, Brother Meng, your leg is here, you made a mistake." Gong Yi Nian Huai stood up, sat up on his knees, and pushed away Meng Zhijing's arm dangling in front of him.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with the little brother slapping your leg?" Meng Zhijing stiffened his neck, like an enraged rooster, "Strict, isn't your apprentice?" Why did he use the ballad of the literati imperial examination to play me? Nian Huai, give me an explanation. Whew--" Meng Zhijing tilted his neck, put a glass of wine down his stomach, wiped his mouth, and stared at Gong Yi Nianhuai with big eyes.

"Hi, Meng Gongzi, Meng Gongzi," the sweat on Yan Shi's fat face flowed down like a stream, and he got into the carriage half-crawling and half-body, "No matter what Mr. does, Yuan Zhi is not a literati." Didn't you say mutton, why did you get involved in limericks again? Yuan Zhi thought you loved this mouthful, so he climbed up the pole. Hehe, it's a meta straight slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. ”

Yan Shi pierced a intestine to the end, and said the words in his heart without packaging, his face was full of fear and sincerity, looking at him like that, if Meng Zhijing couldn't forgive him, he could hug Meng Zhijing's thigh, or find a rope to hang him on the car, and then he would be able to grab the ground with his head.

If you don't say it's a martial artist, although Meng Zhijing looks tall and clean, like a literati is better than a martial artist, but it is this bit of martial arts that is more straightforward than tactful. When I saw a man in his thirties stumbling outside the carriage, his eyes were full of apology and pleading, and the emotions that were still ashamed and restraining just now were melted away in an instant.

"Hey, Yan Zuotou, don't rush to the car yet, wine, wine won't spoil you. Come on, let's get this cup dry first. Meng Zhijing performed with fake anger and real filming, bluffing tightly, almost two tears rippled.

Gong Nian Huai watched the two sing and perform in harmony, as if watching a sketch, his fingers pulled the wine glass around, and he watched with great interest.

"Hey, okay, you two. An old sheep with lost teeth, two jars of rice wine make the two of you look like you have a criticism meeting, if you remember the bittersweet thoughts, I will get out of the car and walk back, I can't afford to hide if I can't afford it. I can't stand the pretensions of disgusting people like you. Gong Nian Huai said in his mouth, his eyes swept between the two, his buttocks seemed to grow on the car, and there was no sign of getting out of the car angrily.

"Nian Huai, you are disgusting and strict when you say this, right? Yan Zuotou, look at your little gentleman's virtue, he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, the full man doesn't know that the hungry man is hungry, and says that we are disgusting to you? I'm huh," Meng Zhijing was not threatened by Gong Yi Nian Huai at all, and sneered at each other, pouting and staring at Gong Yi Nian Huai with disdain.

"Hehe, Brother Meng, the younger brother doesn't understand, they all say that I have a high salary in the Song Dynasty--, well, that food is very sufficient, how can I go bankrupt after eating a sheep and drinking some wine?"

Gong Nian Huai really doesn't understand. As far as he can see, Zaoyang has few farmland and wide grassland, which is suitable for raising cattle and sheep. If you want to say that the wine is a little expensive, you can understand it. In particular, this earth-sealed rice wine needs to be brewed with good glutinous rice, and it is used to eat grain in the mouth. And food is the most precious material in any dynasty, not only the people's food as the sky, but also the ballast stone of social stability. Therefore, the price of wine is closely related to the food production of this society.