Chapter 503: Autumn Dew

Ji Minghui said with a smile: "After lunch, Minghui has to go elsewhere with his classmates, sister-in-law, you have fun, Minghui can't accompany each other." ”

After chatting for a few more words, Ji Minghui returned to the private room.

Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai continued to walk forward.

In the innermost private room, Sheng Qianya had already sat down, holding a purple clay pot, and poured herself a cup of tea extremely elegantly and leisurely; Seeing them come in, she took two small purple sand teacups from the tray and poured a cup for each of them.

The table was placed by the window, which was open and had a great view.

Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai sat on the same side, that is, opposite Sheng Qianya.

Knowing that Sheng Qianya doesn't like Ji Minghui very much now, Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai didn't mention Ji Minghui, just chatting about something else.

You don't need to order any dishes, the shopkeeper directly makes the best dishes in the restaurant.

Before Ye Guoguo finished drinking a cup of tea, the dishes began to be served.

As for the wine, the shopkeeper didn't let it go directly, but lowered his head and asked Ji Jingbai in a low voice: "Lord Wang, the autumn dew white you want has been sent from the imperial capital." ”

Autumn dew white?

Ye Guoguo's little face was confused, and he didn't understand what this was.

Ji Jingbai gave his little daughter-in-law a puzzle first: "Wine." ”

It's still good wine.

When Ye Guoguo heard this, the eyes of the two little deer instantly lit up.

When Ji Jingbai saw his little daughter-in-law like this, he first hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then asked the shopkeeper: "How many jars did you get?" ”

"There are only two altars." After a pause, the shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Actually, there are two altars, but no matter how high the price is, the playboy refuses to sell them, and says that if the prince doesn't want to buy them, he won't even give us two jars, and will directly keep four jars to drink for himself." ”

Ji Jingbai nodded, "Take one altar up, prepare another altar there, and when you leave, this king will take it away." ”

"Yes." The shopkeeper then withdrew from the private room.

Ye Guoguo was curious and hurriedly asked her husband: "Xianggong, what kind of wine is this autumn dew?" Why is there so little number of altars? And who is that dude? The one who brews the autumn dew? ”

Before Ji Jingbai could speak, Sheng Qianya smiled and said, "Hua Jiyue is indeed the one who brews autumn dew. In this world, only the flower and the moon will brew autumn dew. But he has a quirk, he only brews ten jars of autumn dew a year, and he doesn't accept apprentices, he doesn't run a wine shop, he brews it himself, he sells it if he wants, he doesn't want to sell you with a knife on his neck, and he won't sell wine to you. ”

Ye Guoguo's eyes brightened even brighter when he listened. This person also has a personality!

Knowing that Sheng Qianya's words were not finished yet, Ye Guoguo was not in a hurry to speak.

Sure enough, Sheng Qianya was still saying: "Because the autumn dew is extremely clear and pure, and the taste is excellent, it is a good wine that is difficult to find in the imperial capital." It's also my uncle's face, otherwise how could Hua Jiyue be willing to take two jars out, I once heard Hua Jiyue say that he doesn't make wine for sale, but only for himself, so the autumn dew he often brews has entered his own stomach. ”

"What a personality!" Ye Guoguo praised it at this time. "Then why is this wine called Autumn Dew?"

Sheng Qianya said uncertainly: "It seems that it is called so because it has the dew of the autumn night, and I don't know how to brew it." Speaking of this, Sheng Qianya smiled again: "Otherwise, he wouldn't be the only person in this world who will brew autumn dew." ”

At this time, the shopkeeper came in respectfully, and there was a tray in both hands, and a small jar of wine was placed on the tray.

It's really a small altar.

What a small jar.

In the eyes of Ye Guoguo.

About three pounds.

The food came up, and the wine also came up, Ji Jingbai asked the shopkeeper to withdraw again, and then he picked up the small jar of wine and opened it and poured it into the big bowl in front of his little daughter-in-law.