Chapter 22 Nine Spring Wine, the Little Emperor of the Qing Court?

Li Changqing was originally smiling with Su Qingyang.

When he heard this, his face immediately changed and he exclaimed.

"Master! Master! You, you, you, seriously? That's nine brewing spring wine! ”

The members of the film crew didn't expect to make a joke casually, but Su Qingyang was really so hospitable and casual, and looking at Li Changqing's expression, this wine is probably not ordinary.

The executive director immediately stepped forward and slapped the member of the film crew who was talking casually just now, and then said with a smile on his face.

"No, no! Daochang Su really doesn't need it, you have entertained us with delicacies, how embarrassing are we to let you continue to break the bank?

Drinking alcohol also delays effort, everyone says yes! ”

All members of the film crew stood up and nodded yes repeatedly.

But Su Qingyang shook his head and said.

"Don't blame that little friend, what he said is very true, the mountains and forests are beautiful, and the beautiful scenery is current, how can there be no wine to accompany it?

Besides, no matter what kind of treasures and artifacts are outside the body, if they cannot be used by people, what difference does it make between the wine that has been handed down and the water that smells like a ditch?

So, you, why don't you go quickly?

Grinding and chirping! Kneel and go at night! ”

Su Qingyang was halfway through speaking, and suddenly his tone changed and he glared at Li Changqing sternly.

Li Changqing was very aggrieved, and reluctantly moved his steps towards the back mountain, and whispered in his mouth.

"Humph! The ancestor is high and the ancestor is great, but those two jars of wine are ...... Alas...... Pity! Pity! ”

Su Qingyang's ear power is excellent, and he has long been a mixed element of heaven and earth, so he naturally heard these little words in his ears, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and said in his heart This kid is still not worthy of breaking the gold and jade, and he is still obsessed with things in his heart, and he is finally like it, otherwise his cultivation will not be so slow after all these years.

At this time, the sailors in the live broadcast room were also very curious.

It stands to reason that a person of Li Changqing's identity has never seen any fine wine!

How could you be so concerned about the two jars of wine, everyone began to guess in the barrage.

[I think it must be Taimao, either 50 years or 80 years! ] 50 years long but the quality is not as good as 80, but 50 is less, anyway, it must be one of these two loyalists! 】

[Hmph! You're not informed! What kind of person is Su Daochang, no matter how awesome Taimao is, it is also a current thing, I think it must be Fenjiu, our Fenjiu in Shanxi, in the Republic of China, in the former Qing Dynasty, it is famous! Even the Fenjiu used in the state banquet when we founded the country, I know that Xinghua Village is not! That's to say, our Fenjiu in Shanxi! Only Fenjiu is matched with a person like Daochang Su who has historical and cultural heritage. 】

【Cut!】 Pre-clearing? What the hell? Dude, the Qing Dynasty has been dead for years! If you want to say that Su Daochang, a person who has learned through the past and the present, and is fluent in both Chinese and Western cultures, must not be confined to the wine of our country, if you want me to say that it must be Ma

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, Remy Martin, wine with the mountain breeze blowing, ah, that feeling is absolutely amazing! 】

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The barrage was arguing, and they were all curious about what kind of wine it was.

After a while, I heard Li Changqing sighing while holding two jars of wine.

Next to Su Qingyang, Li Changqing cherished two jars of wine and handed them over, and kept chanting in his mouth.

"Master be careful...... Master be careful......"

Even Bingbing on the side couldn't sit still, so he leaned over curiously and asked.

"Dao Chief, what kind of wine is this! Such a precious look. ”

Su Qingyang smiled good-naturedly, brought the wine jar under the lens of the camera, and as soon as he opened the lid, the crisp aroma of wine instantly filled the backyard.

"It smells so good! It's really fragrant! I've never smelled wine like this! It smells like an orchid in the hollow valley. ”

A member of the film crew was surprised, and he was also a person who had participated in many famous wine fairs, and for the first time really asked about the extent that a wine could reach the legendary ten-mile fragrance.

This exclamation aroused the curiosity of the sailors in the live broadcast room, and they asked the film crew to come forward to watch.

The director of the film crew also lived up to expectations, and immediately picked up the camera and pointed it at the wine jar, only to see the wine in the jar, swaying, clear and bright, like a pool of spring water, flowing in the spring stream.

Su Qingyang smiled and poured a cup for the film crew director and tasted it.

The director of the film crew is shallow and strange

"Weird! Weird! I've drunk half my life's wine, it's all spicy throat, this wine is actually pure and transparent, refreshing and moisturizing, delicious! Delicious! ”

This barrage couldn't sit still, and they begged Su Qingyang to explain what kind of wine this was.

Su Qingyang said with a smile.

"This wine is called Jiuyu Spring Wine, which is a famous wine in China in Haozhou, Anhui Province during the Cao Wei period. Legend has it that there is a well in ancient millizhou, the surrounding well water is bitter, turbid, only this well water is clear and sweet, everyone also knows that the war at that time was endless, there was a general who was defeated here, saw that his siblings and brothers died tragically, and put the weapons used into this well in a fit of anger, but since then this well water is more pure and transparent than before, and it is refreshing to moisten the throat when used to soak in wine, and it is fragrant for ten miles.

So Cao Cao listed the wine here as a tribute wine and dedicated it to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and since then Jiuyu Spring Wine has been a tribute wine of the imperial court. It's a pity that in the Qing Dynasty, the family and country suffered from disasters, the people could not live, and the natural disasters continued for many years, and the people could not even eat enough, where did the excess grain come from!

Since then, the bad workshop is barren, and this ancient well has also been restored, although the descendants are rescuing again, but the nine spring wine has become a unique sound in the world.

Scold! That's why I'm so excited, after all, there is not much wine made from that well in this world, and if you drink one jar, you will lose one jar. ”

"Ahh So precious? ”

Bingbing and the film crew were stunned, and the wine glass in their hands trembled.

What kind of wine are they drinking now? It is clearly a national intangible cultural heritage!

The barrage is even hotter for everyone, partly lamenting that this kind of wine is no longer in the world, and partly lamenting that the person who drinks this wine is not himself.

Su Qingyang didn't care, and said with a smile while pouring wine for the crew members.

"I've said that utensils are useless, they are worthless things! Since everyone knows its preciousness, everyone took the wine glass and opened it, and there was no reason to take it back.

Oops~ Don't shake, shake again, all the wine I just poured for you has spilled! ”

The members of the film crew were flattered, happy and scared, everyone wanted to take a glass of wine like gold and jade, and finally everyone couldn't help the temptation of this ten-mile fragrant wine, and everyone tasted it shallowly.

That's a big deal!

Even a girl like Bingbing, who doesn't drink, can feel a strange fragrance emanating from the tip of her tongue to her throat, even if it is just a little wine, it has a sweet aftertaste, it is really a famous wine.

The members of the random film crew couldn't help but drink it all, and after drinking it, they couldn't help but admire, and after two sentences of praise, they suddenly fell silent, it was a pity that such a fine wine was destroyed in the war, and the world was no longer there.

Su Qingyang still didn't care, and continued to add wine to the members of the film crew.

While adding wine, he didn't forget to whisper to himself.

"This wine! Or the royal treasury given to me by the little emperor of the Qing court! He said that he didn't have two pots, and there was no better baby for me, so he would make a mortgage first, and he would regain his strength another day! Just give me the palace of his house and redeem these two jars of wine, it seems to be called, what is the palace of Prince Yong, tsk, tsk, forgot!

It's a pity that I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that his heroic style in the Qing Dynasty was not revived, and now the descendants go back to the palace, and they have to ask for tickets!

This wine has become a dead deed, and there is no choice but to drink it for him first! ”