"Brother Huaicai! Be careful! ”

Seeing this, the three people on the side hurriedly dissuaded.

But Zhao Huaicai turned a deaf ear, he has always been like this, once he decides on a good thing, the nine cows can't pull it back.

The wine is all in the throat, and it feels warm and mellow, not spicy or spicy.

Compared with the so-called Chunxiao famous wine, I am afraid that it will be better!

"Good wine!"

As soon as these words came out, the other three people were stunned.

"Brother Huaicai, you say, this wine is good wine?"

"I don't drink a lot, but I know it's a good wine."

"If you don't believe, drink it yourself."

The three of them looked suspicious on their faces, and in the end, it was Pang Juan who gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and put a glass of wine in his mouth.

……

On both sides of the Huai River, the cold wind is blowing.

Zhang Hui gradually regained some senses, because he thought of a possibility!

Let's just say, is it possible, it's not that I made the wrong brew, but that there is a problem with Liu Kee's wine recipe!

Their wine is also rancid!

If this is the case, then Zhang Ji and Liu Ji are at most tied, so naturally they don't need to close their doors and offer their shops.

Although it didn't make a profit, it was much better than the situation where all the games were lost.

Right! It must be so!

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui's originally dim and godless eyes gradually glowed with a little brilliance.

But the next moment, I heard a loud shout.

"Good wine!"

"I've never drunk such good wine!"

Pang Juanzhi had already stood up from his seat, looking at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Such a strong liquor, when the float is white!"

He simply threw down his glass, picked up the bottle and drank it freely.

Unlike Zhao Huaicai, Pang Juanzhi drank hero drunk.

It was the strongest of the three wines, and it was drunk so badly.

Soon he was dizzy and his face was red.

The emotions and inspirations that were originally suppressed are all in my heart at this moment.

"Gentlemen, listen to this poem!"

"I don't hesitate to buy a treasure knife, and I can exchange mink for wine!"

"A warm blood is cherished, and sprinkling it can still turn Bitao!"

This...

When it was, the entire Huainan Poetry Club was silent, and the needles could be heard.

This seven-character quatrain is not outstanding in battle and rhythm.

But the pride and artistic conception are on the page, which is all impressive.

"Good poetry! What a poem! ”

"Brother Juan deserves to be Brother Juan, and he can make such good poems!"

"Huainan Pang Juanzhi, great talent!"

Listening to the praise, Pang Juanzhi shook his head and said:

"It's all this wine! I have never drunk such a beautiful wine in my life! ”

"If it weren't for this wine, how could I have made such a psalm!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked at the moment.

You must know that Pang Juanzhi is a drunkard. What kind of wine should he be so praised?

At that moment, he put aside the prejudice in his heart and looked at it carefully.

I don't know if I don't see it, I am shocked when I see it!

"Brothers, look, this wine bottle and wine glass are so exquisite!"

"No matter how beautiful? In my opinion, the words on this wine bottle are worth a thousand gold! ”

"Don't be entangled, and smell it, this wine has such a strong aroma! I'll do it first! ”

"Good wine, good wine, such a strong wine, worthy of being drunk as a hero, really only drunk heroes!"

"It's not bad to brew a talented person, after drinking it, I really feel that my thoughts are like a spring, and my pen is like a god!"

"The red-sleeved trick is a little warmer, I can't get used to it, so I'll take it home and give it to the lady."

Everyone talked about it, but without exception, they were all voices of admiration.

These voices fell into Zhang Hui's ears, making his face more and more ugly, and his heart was even more bitter.

The last hope is gone!

Liu Kee's recipe is no problem!

The formula that Zhang Tao gave me must be fake!

In a trance, he remembered the Master Hao who came to him to report the situation.

Thinking of Zhang Tao who drove Master Hao away, he was suddenly full of despair and turned into anger, burning!

Zhang Tao, it's all you!

How dare a fellow do me such a thing!

He stood up and left the poetry club, his eyes full of hatred.

Unexpectedly, he also had a part in driving away Master Hao.

……

"Who is the owner of Liu Kee? How can such a good wine be made! "Pang Juan's way.

Hearing this, Gu Beichuan stepped forward and said, "It's exactly below!" ”

"The owner is so young!" Pang Juan really didn't expect that Liu Jidong's family was only so old, and it seemed that he didn't even have a weak crown.

"Dare to ask the owner, who wrote the poems on this wine bottle? It's really catchy and has a unique flavor. ”

"It's not a secret, it's still down."

"It's... I didn't expect that the owner could not only make fine wine at a young age, but also be proficient in poetry, which is really rare. ”

"On the occasion of this grand event, why not compose a poem to express the pride in your heart?"

Pang Juanzhi sent an invitation to Gu Beichuan, but when these words fell on the ears of others, there was something wrong.

"Why did Brother Juan invite him to compose poems? What's the use of a winemaker, no matter how good it is? Can you really make poetry? Lu Huailiang said with an ugly face.

Among the four talents, Pang Juanzhi is the first in terms of poetry.

But he was followed by Lu Huailiang.

Therefore, in previous years, the poetry meeting was the second time he composed poems.

This time was no exception, he was already ready, and he thought of the poem months in advance.

But who would have thought that Gu Beichuan would be killed halfway.

If Gu Beichuan is a scholar, it would be fine, and he Lu Huailiang would not be so petty.

But Gu Beichuan is a winemaker, how can this make the arrogant reader feel relieved?

And let him Lu Huailiang, where is the face?

"Brother Lu is angry, such a good wine, Brother Juan must be greedy and drunk, and he is drunk and talking nonsense, which is not true."

"Besides, this Liu Ji owner is just a winemaker. Brother Juan dares to say, does he really dare to answer and compose poetry? Tian Jiabing said with relief.

Lu Huailiang's expression was slightly better at this time, but Zhao Huaicai's brows were slightly furrowed.

"The two brothers, this Liu Ji owner, who is the surname?"

"It is said to be called Gu Beichuan."

Gu Beichuan? For some reason, Zhao Huaicai always felt that he had heard this name somewhere.

No one expected that after Pang Juanzhi was drunk, he would send an invitation to a person who was not a scholar at all to compose poetry.

So all of a sudden, everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Beichuan.

I want to see how this excessively young Liu Ji owner will respond.

Fu Bo was even more anxious, his own young master couldn't be clearer.

When I was in Jiangnan, I read a book for a few days. But it is the virtue of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

How is it possible to write poetry?

But in such a scene, if you shirk it, you will lose face.

What should the young master do?

However, at this moment of great attention, Gu Beichuan did not panic at all.

Instead, he stepped forward and said loudly:

"Brother Juan has this Yaxing, and Beichuan should accompany him!"

"Why not just write a poem?"

Suddenly, the entire poetry meeting fell into silence like a pin drop again.