Chapter 52: Pitching the pot

Xia Zhi stood up and whispered a few words in Lu Lan's ear, Lu Lan looked puzzled, and whispered "Yes" to retire and leave for the time being.

Xia Zhi didn't walk to the low couch where Tao Qianqian was playing the piano just now, but walked straight to the maid who was waiting beside her. The maid was still looking lively just now with the tray, and when she saw Xia Zhi walking towards her, she panicked and hurriedly bowed her head. Xia Zhi said, [Borrow this. Then he picked up the wine jar on the tray, shook it and shook it with some remaining wine, so he took an empty sea bowl from the side and poured the pottery wine into it, just a full bowl, estimated to be more than half a catty.

Mrs. Chen sneered and said, "What, is this going to show your alcohol consumption? Taojiu is a famous wine, and it is not for you to be so spoiled. 】

[What Mrs. Chen said is that naturally it will not be boring drinking fun. Xia Zhi nodded in agreement with her point of view, [This sea bowl pottery wine is a bargaining chip. As the saying goes, it's better to be alone than to be happy, and it's better for everyone to participate in just watching, so that it will be lively. This empty flask is one of the important props. 】

Everyone at the table listened with interest. Xia Zhi continued, [Everyone knows the pot throwing game, Xia Zhi proposed to throw the pot with chips. I came to sit in the village, everyone challenged at will, each person had four bamboo arrows, and the largest number of shots was the winner. If you lose on the summer solstice, you will drink this large bowl of pottery wine. If the summer solstice wins, then ask the loser to perform a skill, or sing a song or play the piano and dance without hesitation, and if you don't do it, you will be punished with a cup, how about it? 】

[Heh, but with the addition of fancy names, it's not the same in essence.] Mrs. Chen can always pick and provoke opposition.

[Wouldn't it be better to be a little more fancy? Is it the mainstream to recite the eight-strand article in unison? Xia Zhi dismissed with a smile.

Chen Huan jumped out of the circle, [Then I'll be the first challenger.] Just when Lu Lan came back, he was holding eight bamboo arrows of suitable thickness in his hand, which could be put into the mouth of the wine pot at the same time, four of which were given to Chen Huan, and the other four were handed to Xia Zhi.

On the summer solstice, the empty wine jug is placed at a distance of more than one meter and the range of arrows is set.

The pitching pot is mostly based on the raccoon head as the piano song, and the pitching action should be in harmony with the rhythm. The singer Mao then recommended herself to bring the piano and play music on the side. Everything was ready, Xia Zhi made a gesture of invitation to Chen Huan, [Please Young Master Huan vote first. 】

Chen Huan did not shirk, stood outside the circle, and threw arrows into the pot with the ups and downs of the piano music. The first bamboo arrow was thrown, and the arrow hit the spout of the pot and fell to the ground with a thud. Chen Huan threw the remaining three in succession, two into the pot, and one shot and fell to the ground, and the round ended.

[Young Master Huan put a total of two pots. Lu Lan temporarily acted as a shooter and reported Chen Huan's pot throwing results. A little maid stepped forward to pack up the bamboo arrows and waited for the next challenger.

Xia Zhi moved his wrist, stood at the position of the pot thrown before Chen Huan, raised his hand to preview the position of the pot mouth, and threw a bamboo arrow. The bamboo arrow passed by the edge of the body of the pot, and it was not good for the teacher. Xia Zhi stabilized his mood, regrouped and projected again, this time the bamboo arrow flew straight into the pot, hit the red heart, and hit the bottom of the pot with a crisp sound, a perfect throw. The next two bamboo arrows also followed the trajectory and obediently jumped into the pot. Xia Zhi relaxed, took a deep breath, and sure enough, it was not a hand.

To boil herbs, you need to pay attention to the heat at all times, and be careful of the overflow of the decoction, so you should always stay by the stove. The boring summer solstice has found a way to entertain himself, which is a game of pitching pots. Bring a broken wine jar from the kitchen, and discarded bamboo chopsticks, which make up the necessary props. Xia Zhi practiced throwing pots while watching the fire, and over time, practice makes perfect, and he could hit a lot of them. This time, the bamboo arrows used were a little heavier, but after a little adjustment, the pitcher became more handy.

[The summer solstice girl enters the pot with three bamboo arrows, and the summer solstice girl wins this round. Please accept the punishment. Lu Lan said with a smile to Chen Huan.

Chen Huan was willing to gamble and lose, and raised a full cup of pottery wine, [Chen Huan bowed to the wind and punished himself with a cup. After finishing his drink, he sat back down at the table.

[The old man also came to challenge. Tao Chengxin rubbed his hands to warm up, took the bamboo arrow handed over by the maid and walked to the fixed position. I saw him squinting his eyes at the mouth of the pot, and four bamboo arrows were thrown one by one, but one missed, lying horizontally and vertically around the wine jug. Tao Chengxin shook his head, [Sure enough, I can't refuse to accept my old age, and my eyes are no longer good. That being said, there was no trace of annoyance on his face.

Lu Lan observed the words and looks, and continued, [Although Master Tao did not hit, he won a few points just by looking at the pitcher position. 】

[Haha, let's see the performance of the summer solstice girl. Tao Chengxin stroked his goatee and said with a smile.

Of course, Xia Zhi will still take care of the scene, in order not to make Tao Chengxin lose too embarrassed, he can only shoot two bamboo arrows, artificially creating a situation of narrow victory. Tao Chengxin is not a person with a small amount of energy, seeing this, he went down the stairs by himself, [It's me who lost, then I'll punish myself.] 】

[I heard that Master Tao's toast song is particularly brilliant, I wonder if we have a chance to feast our ears? Midori Lan gave a boost. Xia Zhi was shocked when he heard this, Lu Lan is good shot, but as a lowly subordinate of the Chen family, he dared to answer like this, and if he couldn't grasp the scale a little, he would be in trouble, this is really bold or reckless.

Fortunately, Tao Chengxin didn't care much about this, and he still looked happy after listening to Lu Lan mention it, [Who said this, the old man is just singing and playing. But since you said that you will be punished, let's sing it hard. Saying this, Tao Chengxin sang a few toasting ballads on the strings of the singer, and his deep and deep voice dragged out the long and tactful tone, which can indeed hear a bit of charm.

So far, the program has been carried out smoothly, and almost everyone present except Mrs. Chen has participated in it. Tao Chengxin drank to the fullest, and let the maid open an extra jar of pottery wine, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic. The bowl full of pottery wine poured at the beginning of the summer solstice was still safely placed on the table, and no one could shake her winning streak.

Chen Heng challenged again, but he didn't rush to throw the pot, but asked, [If both sides are all four, what can you say? 】

Xia Zhi thought for a while and said, [Then the same punishment, how about sharing this sea bowl of pottery wine equally? In this way, it is not a disappointment to the wine. 】

[Yes.] Summer Solstice girl please. 】

It's no joke to suffocate half a pound of liquor in one go, so I carefully go all out. The summer solstice played steadily, and the four were steadily put into the pot.

Before Chen Heng's serious energy was different, it could be seen that his whole person was focused on throwing pots. The first bamboo arrow hit, impartially. Then the second and third branches were also in the pot, Xia Zhi began to suspect that this person had deliberately hidden his strength before, no wonder he would ask her what she said about the same four branches. But isn't this a pit for yourself, injuring 1,000 enemies and injuring 800 yourself.

The last bamboo arrow was in his hand, Chen Heng glanced at Xia Zhi proudly before throwing it, the bamboo arrow was thrown, and the sound of Qiang entered the pot. The crowd shouted hello. Lu Lan dutifully immediately announced, [The two sides will enter the same four teams, and the draw will be punished together. 】