The literati loved wine, otherwise so many ancient sayings about wine would not have been circulated.

At this time, the custom of drinking tea has not yet flourished, just imagine, there is nothing next to it, frowning there and thinking like holding back in the pit all the time.

It would be different if there was wine, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes taking a sip of wine.

Suddenly, I had an idea in my head, picked up the pen and did it in one fell swoop, then raised my head and dried the wine.

That scene, that sourness, is so wonderful that you don't want it.

Who said that literati and writers are just humming and chirping poetry? We're also bold, okay?

What's more, wine can help fun, and legend has it that many great literati such as Li Bai and others have ideas only when they have wine.

Of course, these are now Zhao Yun's juniors.

Huang Chengyan is a little superior, he himself is an outlier of the literati, the second glass of wine down, his mouth began to chant: "The wine is in harmony with the purpose, the drinking hole is together, the bells and drums are set, and the reward is easy." ”

"Huh?" He looked at the barmaid next to him and slapped the table: "How can there be no joy with wine?" ”

These maids are official slaves and maids invited by Zhao Qingcheng from the Taishou Mansion, most of them are the families of criminal officials, and they have a good family education since childhood and are familiar with musical instruments.

"Childe, wait a minute!" She whispered her guilt and ordered her instrument to be fetched.

Her musical instrument is a moon qin, and when she picks up the instrument, her temperament changes, from a charming and persuasive wine girl to a cold queen.

I saw her lips lightly opened, and her dreamlike singing began to ripple in the private room: "Both drunk with wine, full of virtue, gentleman for ten thousand years, Jieer Jingfu." ”

"Both drunk with wine, food and food, gentleman for ten thousand years, Jieer Jingming······"

"Who said so-and-so was drunk?" Huang Chengyan shouted: "I'm not drunk, go to wine!" ”

"Childe, slaves will too!" The little lady beside Zhao Yun is about twelve or thirteen years old, and she has not yet developed.

She bit her lower lip lightly: "The slave has been a slave since I was a child, and Daddy specially asked someone to teach me." Tsukihime didn't play well as a slave. ”

To tell the truth, since his rebirth, Zhao Yun has seen this kind of scene for the first time.

Daddy Zhao Meng is a pure martial artist, eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls is his favorite, just like what Huang Zhong and others are doing on the table, and he has no time to listen to it.

Under the influence of the head of the family, the Zhao family has never had such an arrogant and lascivious style.

When I arrived at Yingchuan Academy, I studied on weekdays. Go to some ordinary liquor shops, where there are official slaves.

In fact, there are a number of high-quality official slaves and maids in the Yanzhao flavor in every place, but the cost is much higher than that of ordinary liquor stores, and only the rich can afford it.

And every time he treats a guest, Zhao Yun pays out of his pocket, so naturally he doesn't think of asking a slave to accompany him for a drink.

The places he invited were so high, and others would definitely have to be in Yanzhao flavor when they asked back.

It can be said that in the small circle centered on Zhao Yun, everyone knows that he never prostitutes, and no one mentions it.

What's more, it is almost the same to find an official slave to accompany the wine in a general wine shop, and give one gold or two gold. When you get to Yanzhao flavor, do you try it? At least ten gold starts, and the price is not affordable for students.

"Is there an official surnamed Yue who has committed a crime?" Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Xu Xuan, who was rubbing over.

No way, what about the history of Jingzhou? The family didn't like him at all, and no one spoke to him after he came in.

"Brother Zilong doesn't know," Xu Xuan drank all the wine in the cup: "I have become an official slave and a maid, and I have a new name." ”

The little lady next to her was very disappointed, didn't this son Long Gongzi even have any interest in talking to herself?

Zhao Yun felt the novelty and listened attentively, it was simply a natural sound, and the queen of the song in later generations was weak.

The most boring Xu Xuan was the first to get drunk, and he forgot what he was here for.

If you're in a bad mood, the wine is highly alcoholic, and you drink it one by one, so it's strange if you're not drunk.

The people behind him began to talk about wine and play drunken madness one after another, and even Huang Zhong was so drunk that the wine in the cup entered his stomach like boiled water.

The scale of Yan Zhao's flavor is not small, but Zhao Yun and his party can be arranged, and there are few rooms left, which is still in the case of several rooms in the Zhao family.

Seeing that these noble sons couldn't go back tonight, they even vacated some private rooms on the third and fourth floors and placed them in.

Of course, there are also people who are not drunk, either this person is not good at drinking, or this person is not drinking much.

One of them, who is a good drinker, drinks very happily on weekdays, even if he is a literati in Jingxiang, he is also known for his boldness, and even Pang Zhengzheng Huang Chengyan is impressed by the wine.

The drinking cup in the private room is only the size of the cup of kung fu tea in later generations.

The refreshing fairy drunk is poured from the wine jar into the wine bottle, and then from the wine bottle into each small cup.

The Zhending Zhao family has always been leading the popular trend, and other wine shops and even wealthy families do not have porcelain wine glasses.

Quyang is not far from Zhending, and Zhao Yun, who is an archaeology professional, found the location of the kiln and tried to let people fire porcelain and put it into use.

The man looked at the delicate cup in a daze, tasted three glasses of wine, and left without a sound.

There was a commotion in the room, and no one paid attention to it, even Zhao Yun was also infected by the atmosphere and lost a little vigilance.

Yanzhao flavor is overcrowded today, and the square in front of the door is full of carriages. I heard that the rich businessmen of the Zhao family Qilin'er came and wanted to find an opportunity to rub on and make friends.

His servants had long used coarse tea and light rice in the hall, and these were the practice of the restaurant, to prepare a table for the people, and the money was deducted from the master, and there was not much gold in itself.

"Childe, are you coming out?" The servants who were waiting were startled, and they were chatting with the family members in other mansions, so they quickly stopped talking and ran over: "Now let's go back?" ”

"Yes!" Childe suddenly became tired for no reason, and lay lazily on the carriage.

"No!" He rubbed his forehead: "While the city gate is still closed, let's go to the other courtyard!" ”

Speaking of which, his family's situation is similar to that of Ma Bing's family, both of whom are from the Shangjia family.

His family has a long heritage, and the Ma family only relied on the drilling camp of Ma Bing and his father Ma Ming, and became a giant businessman in Jingxiang in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the status of the merchant is low, and this buddy has long wanted to wash his feet and go ashore and become a scholar.

It should have been planning since his great-grandfather, gradually fading out of the mall and buying a grange everywhere.

The land around Gangneung is expensive, and they use money to smash it.

Someone else's family has 10,000 gold per acre of land, so I'll give you 20,000 gold, isn't 20,000 gold enough? That's 30,000 gold!

In the craziest time, his great-grandfather's housekeeper bought several pieces of land of the Pang family for 50,000 gold per acre.

It's strange to say that in Jingxianggui's circle, they said that their family was kind and kind, but they just gave those big clans more money to buy land.

The old people no longer show up and live in the courtyard outside the city. The younger generation enters the family school, and the family is settled in the city.

When another generation appears, and the reputation of the previous generation is not enough, it quietly retires.

After coming and going, their family was accepted by the Nanjun family, eating people with short mouths and short hands, each generation of their family was generous, and they didn't let others spend money when they went out with people in your circle.

The accumulation of generations, to his generation, his parents and ancestors have worked hard and written a lot of words, ready to take them out and make a blockbuster.

It's a pity that Zhao Yun was born, and before he could take out his hand, he was already well-known in the world.

With Zhuyu in front of him, he also took out some transcribed inventory from time to time, but it did not achieve the expected effect.

The courtyard was more than twenty miles from the city gate, and it was already dusk when the carriage arrived.

"Coming back?" His father seemed to be a pure literati, and his speech and demeanor were very calm.

"Father, I was having dinner in Yanzhao just now to welcome the Zhending Zhao family." He replied respectfully: "Look, did we let him return empty-handed from Gangneung this time?" ”

The old man's hand shook, and he didn't pay attention to the tea juice splashing on the desk.

He put down his teacup: "Tell me about it!" ”

The young man said the purpose of Zhao Yun's visit this time and the ideas he had come up with.

His father's eyes were slightly closed, and he thought he hadn't paid attention to it, but he casually added some details.

This buddy is overjoyed, and he has been preparing for what he will do tomorrow when the gates of the city open.