Liu Tugou nodded, and a strange smile suddenly bloomed on his face: "Wei Bian, this seat is going to enter Beijing alone tomorrow, maybe you still have a choice?"

The peach-eyed Wei Bian's eyes flashed, and after a slight groan, he replied very seriously: "The elder of the Wei family who came to watch the sacrifice this time is not the opponent of the Venerable Driver, if a grandmaster is damaged because of me, Wei Bian will really die a hundred deaths." ”

Second Master Liu waved his hand a little boringly, and said stupidly: "You children of the big clan, one or two are cunning like ghosts, and you will never do a loss-making business, could it be that all the stupid materials in those commentaries are made up?"

Wei Bian opened his mouth, speechless.

As he spoke, the aura that permeated the city gradually dimmed and dissipated, and at some point, the solemn sacrificial music in the distance and the cheers of the people were already drowned in the whimpering wind.

According to the ancient rites, after presiding over the Great Sacrifice of the God of Grains, the red-clothed priest would hold the oracle tortoise shell recording the divination results in his left hand and the arrow of the king in his right hand, which represented the edict of the expedition, as the precursor to the expedition.

Although the Cereals Temple is no longer involved in the ceremony, and only has the responsibility of sacrificing and praying for blessings, the red-clothed priests will still leave the city according to the etiquette, and the believers will often follow them.

Since it was an expedition, it was natural that he could not turn back, so the red-clothed priest naturally chose the opposite direction from when he entered the city, and led away most of the people in the city.

For a while, the city was silent, as if all the noise before was just a dream.

Liu Tugou's gaze looked through the countless walls and buildings, as if he saw the bright red dragon and tiger striped robes on the bronze chariot.

What kind of expression should the face hidden behind the mask look like at this moment?

He suddenly wanted to eat the winter bamboo shoots and steamed fish in Lao Wang's shop again.

......

The Ceres Festival is a once-in-a-century event in the city, and the already secluded tavern is even more crowded.

The shopkeeper and the running hall were taken on vacation by the shopkeeper Wang early in the morning, but no one cooked for the second master.

The shopkeeper of Lao Wang walked slowly to the osmanthus tree in the backyard, personally swiped a hoe and dug out a jar of champion red that had been buried for more than 60 years, and then returned to the front hall with a small wine jar, looked at Liu Tugou, who had changed into the same style of new clothes, and said with a smile: "The clothes have been made a lot, and they will deteriorate faster." ”

He saw Liu Tugou's big thief eyes staring at the wine jar in his hand, and he couldn't help but smile, but his tone was a little sad: "People are old, don't drink anymore, I'm afraid that when I want to drink in the future, I won't find a suitable drinking friend." ”

Liu Tugou ignored the embarrassment of the old shopkeeper, got up and took over the wine jar, and patted the old shopkeeper's shoulder with a big grin, but he didn't expect to pat the old man's eyes so red that his eyes were slightly red.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I feel sorry for my old wine. ”

Liu Tugou used a bowl to pour wine, no wonder the shopkeeper Wang was distressed.

The old wine is mellow and intense, full of strength, and has a long aftertaste.

After a sip of wine, the whole person seems to be soaked in warm water from the inside out.

Liu Tugou pointed to a plate of raw peanuts on the table, and said disdainfully: "I just rely on this thing to drink, I said, why don't you even have pig's head meat in the back kitchen?"

The shopkeeper of Lao Wang stretched out his chopsticks and slowly picked up a grain, looked at it for a few times, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, and then took a small sip of old wine, and then swallowed it together.

"It's beautiful...... Beautiful......"

He sighed contentedly, his face intoxicated.

"Simple things are not necessarily bad, this is plain, and it has its own real taste. If you change to such pickled vulgar things, where can you still taste the mellow sweetness of this old wine?"

"Lao Wang, you are not from our rivers and lakes, and you don't know the beauty of drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl. ”

Liu Tugou was too lazy to use chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, and there was no half bowl of wine in one sip.

The two of them drank most of the altar unconsciously, and they were a little profligate when they came up, and they couldn't help laughing when they saw Ah Wei, who came to the house when he smelled the fragrance.

Liu Tugou gently stroked Ah Wei's slender horse face full of flattery, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that this good head, if there is a cooking tripod at hand, the taste is not necessarily worse than pig's head meat." ”

For this spirit horse who likes wine and meat, the old shopkeeper has long been surprised.

He handed his own wine bowl to Hakuba's mouth, and watched with interest as Wei swept away the wine in the bowl with his nimble tongue.

Although this product looks anxious and in estrus, he is only willing to drink a little bit every time, and then he has to smack his lips, and he is very happy to reminisce, which is very much like the old Wang shopkeeper.

The old Wang shopkeeper smiled and said, "According to me, it knows more wine than you." ”

Liu Tugou didn't refute it, and simply went to the back kitchen to get a bowl, which can be regarded as acknowledging Ah Wei's status as a drinking friend.

In the end, Liu Tugou and Lao Wang's shopkeeper drank most of the jar, and the rest was all cheap.

A night of drinking......

By the time the two of them woke up, the morning light outside the house was faint, and it was already the morning of the next day.

At the end of the feast, the old man Wang, who had rarely revealed his true feelings before, was very open-minded at this time, and also raised his hand and patted Liu Tugou's shoulder: "Tugou Wow, the old man knows that you are not mortal, this old saying is good, if the dragon does not live with the snake, the old man will not leave you for breakfast." ”

Liu Tugou nodded and smiled: "In addition to the bad habit of slamming the door, you have a good vision, old man Wang, but it's a pity that you don't have a daughter, otherwise it's not bad for me to be a son-in-law for you, I know that you also have a jar of good wine." ”

Old man Wang glared and scolded: "You rabbit cub don't worry about that jar of wine." If the old man has a daughter, his grandson will be as old as you, and you will be the same grandson and son-in-law as the old man. ”

He scolded twice, and suddenly relented: "But don't say it, Zhuangyuanhong and Daughter Hong are two famous wines in the end, and one day you will marry a daughter-in-law, just come back and take a look, and the old man will take out the wine and congratulate you." ”

Liu Tugou smiled and nodded: "Then you have to find a few more altars to prepare." ”

Old man Wang scolded with a smile: "You rabbit cub is very greedy, beware of the future backyard fire will make you anxious, that old man will wake up laughing in his dreams." ”

Liu Tugou waved his hand indifferently, and when he saw that Ah Wei was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, he raised his leg and kicked it fiercely according to its buttocks, and jumped up with a painful smack.

Old man Wang looked at it with a smile and said softly: "There was an old fairy who said that I was destined to drink 300 catties in this life, and I thought it was a lot at the time, but I didn't think that I would drink it in only 30 years, and if I wanted to drink more, I felt too greedy." ”

Liu Tugou turned around and smiled: "Then wait for me to come back and drink the last altar, you old man, don't die too early." ”

Old man Wang shook his head, raised his hand and pointed to the white hair on his head and said, "Alas, you young offspring who dance and play with swords all day long, what are you fighting all day long?

Liu Tugou laughed when he heard this.

Spirits are like knives, knives are like spirits, ten thousand altars are not as good as a glass in the cellar, and a thousand sorrows are only waiting for a knife to be cut.

"Others are not enough, as for me, it should also be to taste 300 catties of fine wine in the world in this life?"