Wine!

It's really wine! And it's not an ordinary home-brewed wine, at least not something that can be made by an ordinary farmer, it's really good wine!

And for this kind of wine will not be unfamiliar, this kind of wine is given when staying in the Donglin Inn, but the gift does not mean that it will be bad, it can be said that most of the diners who go to the Donglin Inn in addition to the accommodation are because of this special wine, and the gift of the stay is only a small pot, a real small pot, no less than a point, but never more. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he is not addicted to alcohol, he will not refuse such a thing as wine, and it is a rare enjoyment to drink a sip of Tang Shaofei's self-brewed snow wine when he was in Tangjiabao, not really like it, but only at that time will he have leisure.

Tang Shaofei's self-brewed snow wine does not taste like the best, but the unique cold charm is irresistible, if the taste of snow wine is only seven points higher, then the characteristics can account for nine points out of ten, which is infinitely close to the full score!

The wine brewed by Brother Aomine.... The wine of Chengdu City.... The wine of the Shifting Flower Palace.... Even Lan'er in Qiandeng Town has a good wine-making technique, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has tasted all kinds of fine wines, all kinds of colors, clear or cold, or strong or depressed, but the wine of Donglin Inn still has a unique impression, extremely mellow, without the stimulation of the northern spirits, not as light as Fenjiu, extremely natural, quite a kind of Central Plains flavor, because the mean is not the best, but it is definitely a good wine!

"Childe, wine."

It seems that this moment of stunned stunned Xiaomei was a little confused, and listening to the repetition sound in her ears, she couldn't help but wake up, looking at Xiaomei's delicate little pot falling between her crisp palms, but the bottom of her eyes flashed unconsciously, and then it was filled with an inexplicable taste, but it was not clear what it was.....

The eaves are finely carved, the Fenglou soft pavilion, a gray rain shrouds everything in front of you, the atmosphere that should be prosperous is a little gloomy because of the appearance of this rain, the two figures on the river flying bridge walk slowly one after the other, and the wrong one is only half a step away, the next moment the figure in front of the figure stops, the figure behind it pauses, as if agreed in advance, although it stops in the middle of the bridge, it seems that there is an invisible hand, blocking all the rain that falls on the bridge and the two figures, and stands still for a long time, I just listened to the figure that stopped first and sighed in my mouth: "With such a view, how can there be no wine." ”

How can such a view be without wine!

It was the first day of coming to Luoyang City! It was also the first day that Xiaomei began to have the habit of going out to carry her baggage! The reason turned out to be just because of the original unintentional words!

Should you laugh?! If it's because of an obedient maid, you really should laugh, but Dongmei is not!

The Tang Sect has a maid at will, and the maid of the Flower Shifting Palace is several times that of the disciple, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected, this is the characteristic of this world, but it does not mean that Dongmei will really be regarded as a maid!

For the idea of saving these people at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, it is because it is really powerless and cannot be changed, but for the people who are around him, Dongmei will definitely not let it go, when he promised Dongmei to be a maid in the Hanke Building of the Shifting Flower Palace, he felt guilty and compassionate, and he still wanted to give her a reason to live, and he definitely didn't want to take the initiative to accept the maid, because it was enough for Chiyu Palace to have a lotus heart, and there was no need to have another maid Dongmei.

"Gong..."

didn't reply, just interrupted Xiaomei's third repetition in the simplest way, and lost the cover of the porcelain bottle, Dongmei's crisp and tender palms were even more white and dazzling in the sun, and he didn't look at the exquisite wine bottle that could be called gorgeous, nor did he care about the Donglin wine, which can be called the best, just quietly looked at Xiaomei's somewhat weak figure, with complexity in his eyes.

was interrupted Xiaomei didn't continue to speak, and she didn't even move her expression a point, just like she was not the one who had just opened her mouth three times in a row, it was cold and distressing, but Xiaomei didn't shy away from the gaze she cast, and looked at each other with her calm eyes like clear water.

After being silent for a long time, the complicated look in his eyes was closed, and he suddenly smiled: "Let's get on the boat." ”

After that, he no longer hesitated, even if he walked in the direction of the ferry first, he didn't explain anything, he didn't force anything, because some words were not needed at all, and they were also useless, even if he didn't look back, he knew that there must be a shadow behind him.....

"Brother Qiusheng's craftsmanship is really good."

Smelling the fragrance that kept pouring in from the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but make a heartfelt sound while watching the fish peeler flip the grilled fish in his hand.

I have to say that the person who can make a living on the river really has a unique craft, although this fish peeler named Qiusheng looks five big and three thick, but in terms of grilling fish, even those real chefs may not be able to match it...... Rainy days, ferries, stoves, grilled fish, fine wine.... It's beautiful.

"Hey, the wine brought by Brother Luo is better!" Qiusheng replied in his mouth, but the gaze that fell on the delicate wine bottle did not take off at all, and a pair of eyes were hooked, as if he was about to swallow the bottle.

"Heh..."Listening to Qiusheng's words, he couldn't help but smile lightly, although Qiusheng refused twice in a row at the beginning, and didn't agree until the third time, but he was indeed a lovely person, simple and cute.

Because of the wine, not only did he not even want the silver, but he even took the initiative to invite the boat to open the fire to grill the fish, maybe because of the good wine, but because of this, the simplicity was magnified a little, and for Qiusheng, as long as he said it was good, it must be good, he would not be polite, if the wine was not good, it was very likely that he refused the third loan proposal, or even certainly.

"The fish is ready, Brother Luo!"

As he was laughing to himself, a sudden voice came into his ears, and the feeling of impatience in his tone was even more clearly audible.

Looking at the smile in the eyes of Qiusheng who handed out the grilled fish but looked directly at the wine porcelain bottle, he didn't feel serious, how can the current Qiusheng still have the kind of bland that directly rejected people at the beginning, and he simply wanted to bow down directly, I really didn't expect that a bottle of good wine would attract Qiusheng so much, but it can also be seen that the Qiusheng fish is really grilled with heart, burnt yellow but not white, obviously not because of eagerness to cut corners.

"This wine...."

As if he didn't see the smile in his eyes at all, his tone was still full of urgency, as if he would continue to be in such a hurry as long as he didn't speak, seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile: "Take it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the grilled fish in Qiusheng's hand was simply handed over like a hard stopper, and after seeing that he held it steadily, he didn't care about the two that were still roasting on the fire, so he directly picked up the exquisite wine bottle and poured a big sip.

I didn't care if Qiusheng was a violent thing, after taking the grilled fish, I glanced at it again and couldn't help but be satisfied, the grilled fish technique that often begged for life on the river was indeed not ordinary, and the only people I knew could compare with the spring tea that was born with a talent for cooking. (To be continued.) )