Looking at the two bottles of wine in Zhao Hao's hand, Zhang Sanfeng snorted, looking unwilling to be fooled: "Boy, don't want to fool me with two bottles of things, is this wine, old man, I have never seen such a wine bottle in my hundreds of years!" ”

"Predecessors, ancient wines and modern wines, there is a big difference in packaging, and the alcohol content is also different. Now that it is the 21st century, the good wines of China's homeland are basically packaged in this way. Zhao Hao patiently explained, emphasizing the word good wine, and then he opened the bottle cap.

As soon as the cap is opened, the smell of wine comes out.

Where can this kind of taste be hidden from Zhang Zhenren's nose, I saw that he was very anxious and said: "Quick, boy, give me that wine to taste!" ”

Zhao Hao was very cooperative and handed over the two bottles of wine.

Zhang Sanfeng held a wine bottle in one hand, took a sip from the left to the right, and praised from time to time: "Good wine!" ”

Although the ancients have made great contributions, the winemaking process is still inferior to the modern one.

Like Zhang Sanfeng, a cattle man who shattered the void during the Ming Dynasty, missed out on many advanced civilizations.

Gradually, Zhang Sanfeng was completely intoxicated, muttering to himself: "Good wine, good wine, one black, two yellow, three flowers and four white...... Tsk, if there is a plate of black dog meat at this time, there will be no regrets about the poor death. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but sweat for Dahei, and he didn't know how Dahei was doing now.

Looking at the legendary figure in front of him, Zhao Hao felt an indescribable envy in his heart.

Zhang Zhenren lives so simply and honestly because he has absolute strength, and no one in this world dares to do anything to him. On the other hand, Zhao Hao, he can't be so chic, because his strength is not enough, and many bigwigs dare to do whatever they want with him.

This is the essential difference between him and Zhang Sanfeng.

"Senior, I don't have black dog meat, and the junior has some appetizers, please try it."

Next, Zhao Hao started a commotion operation and took out all kinds of things from the dimensional space that made Zhang Sanfeng feel strange.

I saw Zhao Hao first take out a folding dining table, then three stools, and then he took out a large number of soaked chicken feet, walking dog beef jerky, and bagged peanuts, and put them on the table in one go, and personally demonstrated how to eat these things.

"Boy, it's a little interesting, Poor Dao is optimistic about you."

Zhang Sanfeng nibbled on chicken feet while drinking, which seemed quite useful.

Xiao Zhao waited hard, encountering this kind of living legend is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be a pity to miss it.

Ten days later, it was the wedding day of the Demon Emperor's heir and Yao Ji.

When the time comes, no one can say.

Zhao Hao personally realized what it was like to be beaten by the Supreme until he couldn't take care of himself, at present, his cultivation is not enough, and of course he will not miss the opportunity to hug his thighs.

No matter how reckless Zhang Sanfeng is, one thing is certain, this real great god recommended Lord Xiangjun to go to Shuiyue Cave Heaven, not just for a few jars of wine. The two sides have already had a wonderful start, and the next thing Xiao Zhao has to do is to show enough sincerity.

Zhang Sanfeng drank a good amount of wine, drank two bottles of high-grade liquor, his face was not red or panting, and he said while chewing beef jerky: "Young man, these two bottles of wine are good, a jar of wine is counted as ten bottles, if you give me another thousand bottles of such fine wine, we will be clear." ”

"The seniors, the juniors came in a hurry, and they only brought ten bottles of wine. Why don't we make an appointment, and when the juniors come back next time, we will definitely serve a thousand bottles of wine. Zhao Hao made a small calculation, he was really afraid that Zhang Sanfeng would take a thousand bottles of wine and immediately pat his ass and leave, saying that he would have to create a chance to meet again.

"No!" Zhang Sanfeng turned his face when he said that he turned his face: "You give me the remaining eight bottles of wine, and go back to get the remaining wine now." If not, the poor road will tie up your little daughter-in-law, and when you bring the wine, you will redeem the person! ”

Zhao Hao succumbed, he originally wanted to make up an excuse, such as "juniors can only go back every ninety, ninety, eighty days." On second thought, playing tricks with a god of this level is likely to backfire, and in the end, he will lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

After thinking about it, he decided to take the upright route.

He explained a few words to Lord Xiangjun, and just flew out of a distance, he was stopped by Zhang Sanfeng halfway.

The old Taoist monkey was so anxious that he urged: "Boy, are you going to the Colorful Divine Mountain?" It's too slow, the old man will give you a ride! ”

Before the words fell, the volume of the Heavenly Azure Flying Sword skyrocketed by more than ten times.

Zhao Hao stood on top of the flying sword, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, and he was already standing at the foot of the Colorful Divine Mountain.

Damn, what kind of speed is this?

Xiao Zhao was dumbfounded, with his seven-star peak realm, it would take two days to travel from the Colorful Divine Mountain to that small valley. And Zhang Sanfeng used the Heavenly Azure Flying Sword to travel, and in just a few seconds, he arrived at his destination, which was like a fake shrinkage of the ground, and it had to fight with Gu Chen's space jump.

An invisible force threw Zhao Hao down the flying sword, and Zhang Sanfeng coaxed: "Boy, Poor Dao is waiting for you here." Give you three days, if you don't come, I'll tear up the ticket! ”

After that, he began to observe Zhao Hao climbing the sacred mountain.

Witnessing Xiao Zhao reach the top of the mountain step by step, Zhang Sanfeng did not blink during the whole process, revealing a thoughtful look.

In fact, it didn't take three days, and Zhao Hao appeared the next day.

He didn't deliberately curry favor with a few hundred more bottles, just a thousand bottles.

Zhang Sanfeng was also very refreshed, and put the Xiangjun Lord back to Zhao Hao's side.

It's done, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng is really leaving, Zhao Hao hurriedly said: "Senior, please stay!" ”

As he spoke, he came to a little real, took out more than a dozen bottles of beautifully packaged world famous wine, as well as various matching wine utensils, and said sincerely: "The predecessors have the grace of reinvention for the inner son, and the younger generations are unforgettable." Great grace is not grateful, these rare wines, should be the younger generation to honor the predecessors. ”

Zhang Sanfeng became interested when he saw those strange wine bottles, and asked curiously: "Boy, what is the origin of these wines?" ”

"These are the world-famous wines in the homeland of China today, this bottle is vodka, this bottle is Remy Martin, this bottle is Lafite ...... in '82," Zhao Hao said, and took out more than a dozen booklets very intimately: "The younger generation specially asked a wine tasting expert to print out the traditional Chinese character instructions, each wine has a detailed annotation, the predecessor is a master of wine, just take a look at the manual, you can get a glimpse of the whole leopard." ”

"Okay, you kid has a heart." Zhang Sanfeng was very useful, picked up a bottle of red wine and turned it over and over again, opened the manual and looked at it, and sighed: "Grape wine luminous glass, if you want to drink pipa, urge it immediately...... Could this be the Western Regions grape wine written in Tang poetry? ”

"Exactly, seniors have good eyesight!"

Zhao Hao slapped a sycophant, secretly happy in his heart.

He gave these gifts, deliberately giving only one bottle of each, which was tantamount to burying a hook.

A drunkard like Zhang Sanfeng, who is addicted to alcohol, will come to him sooner or later once he tastes the sweetness and whets his appetite.