In addition to the poem by Du Sanniang, another scribe made a mediocre poem, and the others were all drinking tea.

Starting from Chu Gongzi on Zhao Shuang's left, he turned around to the left, turned around, and the last one was Zhao Shuang's turn.

First, Qiu Shuisheng directly picked up the teacup and drank a cup of tea, and then Hu Jingyun.

Hu Jingyun picked up the cup and began to drink.

When everyone saw her start drinking tea, they turned their eyes to Zhao Shuang.

Zhao Shuang naturally doesn't drink tea, she came for Du Sanniang's wine.

Anyway, he copied the poem, and Zhao Shuang didn't pretend to pace and chant, and said directly: "Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove." If you want rain in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. ”

When Zhao Shuang's words fell, Du Sanniang stood still, no longer with a charming smile on her face, but with a tenacious obsession, and silently chanted in her mouth: "Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove." If you want rain in the evening, you can drink a glass without ......"

Her whole person and the atmosphere she exudes have been integrated into the atmosphere of poetry, and the people are actually completely different, and her body is cold and elegant.

Chu Gongzi was puzzled and shouted: "What, is this poem very good?" How do I not think? Three ladies, hurry up, this wine order is not fun, let's change the way to play? Is it good to throw a pot? I'm the best at pitching! ”

A scribe on the other side said: "Green with red, the color of this poem is tricky, and it is barely possible." ”

Lao Bao came out of the back cabin, followed by a maidservant, holding a blue and white porcelain wine jug on the tray in her hand.

Lao Bao smiled and walked towards Du Sanniang and said, "Lady, is that son winning this game?" Our wine is ready. ”

One sentence pulled Du Sanniang out of the artistic conception of the poem, Du Sanniang rubbed her face, and said with a charming smile: "Of course this girl won, this poem is so beautiful." Green ant new brew wine, just thinking about it, it seems to smell the aroma of the newly brewed wine, it's wonderful! Mother, I'm going to pour wine for this girl. ”

Saying that, Du Sanniang took the wine jug, walked towards Zhao Shuang, and smiled: "Dare to ask the girl's surname?" ”

Zhao Shuang said: "Zhao." ”

Du Sanniang smiled and leaned over to pour wine: "Miss Zhao, this pot of wine is called sadness, and it is the best wine made by the best winemaker in our clan in recent years, please taste it." ”

Zhao Shuang picked up the cup and brought it to his mouth, and a faint sweet fragrance came into his nose and throat.

Generally, eating sweet things will make people feel happy, because sweets can provide energy to cells, so when people eat sweets, the body will send happy signals.

But Du Sanniang clearly said that the name of this wine is sadness just now, so it shouldn't be taken casually.

Zhao Shuang took a small sip gently, the front taste was really sweet, the wine rolled on the tongue, the middle taste was long and soft, all of this was very in line with the taste of fine wine, but her delicious system did not give a delicious value for a long time, so it was not normal.

Zhao Shuang carefully controlled the wine to roll on his tongue, and finally reached the root of his tongue, and a bitterness suddenly came to his heart.

Zhao Shuang said in his heart, it is so bitter, of course it is very sad to drink it.

However, that's not all, and immediately after, Zhao Shuang's delicious value system gave a minus twenty points of delicious value.

Not twenty points, but minus twenty points!

This is a situation that Zhao Shuang has never encountered in his two lifetimes, negative value! What is the concept? Could it be that after drinking this wine, not only will the delicious value not be earned, but will also be deducted 20 points?

Soon Zhao Shuang discovered that the delicious value was the special energy that Zhao Shuang drew from the food, and the minus twenty points meant that she had to lose twenty points of special energy.

Zhao Shuang felt that something in his body was slowly pulling out of his body.