"Uh!" Ibsen looked at the inexplicable old man speechlessly, "Brother, this wine is not brewed by me, it is made by our boss himself!" Ibsen pointed to Chenxiao, who was already "heartbroken and heartbroken" on the side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ah, isn't it really you?" Yang Zangtian asked ashamedly, he seemed to have really made a mistake, was it really Chen Xiaozi?

"Uh-huh, it's really not me!" Ibsen shook his head again and again in denial, it's really not me, it's really the morning boy, oh, right here, Ibsen pointed to the morning dawn on the side, it goes without saying, it's really him.

"Is it really you?" Yang Zangtian was still in disbelief, this was too subversive of his own concept, how could he make such a delicious wine, it was too incredible!

"What do you think! I said it was me, and you still don't believe me! Really, what about the trust between people?" Chen Xiao rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Zangtian, it was useless to explain so much, Chen Xiao was about to lose confidence, so tired!

People will always make their own views with their own ideas, preconceived ideas, and it is difficult to accept the fact that they are different from their own imagination, just like those adolescent friends, will always go against the concept of their parents, maybe we always think that they just want to use their experience to defeat themselves, accept the path and future they arranged, of course, it does not mean that the parents' views are necessarily right, but we should find what suits us from our parents' concepts, and communicate with them more, instead of blindly meaningless quarrels, or running away from homeTherefore, you should communicate with them more, even if you don't meet them in person, you can let them know their thoughts through notes or old letters, and then experience this time gap of youth with bright and sad coexistence with your own personal practice.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you kid to be young, this level of winemaking is so high, but the old man looks down on you!" Yang Zangtian turned to pat Chenxiao's shoulder and said, as hearty as ever, he couldn't see his embarrassment at all!

Of course he's fine, Chen Xiao has something to do, and he almost doubted his incomparable super strong brewing process, which scared the baby so much that he had to compensate for mental damages!

Chen Xiao glanced at him angrily, "I knew I wouldn't give you a drink!" Chen Xiao tightly guarded the wine jug in front of him, not giving him a chance to take advantage of it, just like a child protecting his beloved toy, he was cute!

"Morning boy, I didn't offend you, I have to have a share of this wine!" Ibsen didn't know where to get the wine glass, and stretched out to Chenxiao to ask for the wine, for fear that he would not have his own.

Of course, Ibsen knew the weight of this wine, but it was impossible to meet it, originally for all the food, water, and some hard-to-find auxiliary materials for this wine, even Chen Ji's current inventory is only five bottles, and if there is one less bottle, there will really be no more, where is it not in a hurry to taste a sip, so as not to regret!

"I said Yi Lao, you are too cunning, what kind of cup are you for drinking, it's just a bowl for eating!" Chenxiao saw the so-called "wine glass" handed over by Ibsen, where is this wine glass, it is clearly a bowl!

"Isn't this a hurry! I can't find it for a while, so I'll use this to just take a moment!" "Hey, hey, hey!" said Ibsen embarrassedly, after this village, there will be no more shop!

Joke, go to find a cup at this time, stupid, when you find the cup, the wine will be all drunk by them, the wine can wait, they will not wait for themselves, Ibsen saw their essence at a glance, and wanted to lie to himself, young man, practice for a few more decades!

"Oh, morning boy, you're too stingy to be such a generous person, you don't even have half of it, let's have some more!" Ibsen pointed to his "wine glass" and said, don't be too stingy!

Chen Xiao was also defeated by his "brazenness", do you want to do this, if it is full for you, I still have left? Your "cup" is so big, and you want to ask for such a high price, it's too difficult for me!

Chenxiao's hand holding the wine jug trembled slightly, and a few drops fell into Ibsen's "wine glass", Chenxiao's flesh hurt for a while, as if there was something missing in his heart, something was missing!

"Morning boy, you are so unhappy!" Ibsen sat down happily with his "wine glass", holding the wine he had finally obtained from Chenxiao in his hand, as if looking at it, just like a masterpiece everyone met a novel text, stupid, stupid, stupid!

"Whew!" The three voices were neatly aligned, and three wine glasses appeared in front of Chenxiao's eyes, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng had not drunk it, so they naturally wanted to ask for it, but they had been talking about the beauty of this wine, and they had already seduced out the wine worm in their stomachs, just waiting for Ibsen to finish, and immediately stretched out his wine glass, no matter what, he had to give himself a glass!

Yang Zangtian, who tasted the sweetness, naturally would not let go of this wine, who knows if this will be the last bottle in their store, and after Ibsen ended, he stretched out his wine glass with lightning speed (wrong usage, limited to entertainment !!), want, want, want!

Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng were overwhelmed by Yang Zangtian's momentum, damn, you guy is also thick-skinned, he has already drunk two cups, and he is still so ashamed to ask for it, and his old face is not red!

Only a superb master like Yang Zangtian can resist the eye attacks from Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, and he can still deal with them calmly, smile slightly, and pass by!

Chenxiao poured a glass for the eldest brother and the second brother again, when it was Yang Zangtian's turn, Yang Zangtian was still excited, but the excitement was only three seconds, because Chenxiao didn't pour himself wine, and when he poured it, he didn't pour it for himself, and suddenly "glared angrily, sabre-rattling", if you don't fill it for me, I'll do it myself, there are no brothers in the wine field, no one can stop me from drinking, not to mention a peerless wine that has not been encountered in a century!

Chen Xiao was intimidated by Yang Zangtian's "obscenity", and unwillingly lowered the wine jug and poured him the last half of the cup.

After Chenxiao took back the wine glass, there was only less than one cup of Hatsugu left, and I wanted to cry without tears, the wine I worked so hard to brew was all snatched away by you, my Hatsugu!

Chenxiao watched them each have a glass, especially Yang Zangtian, who had already drunk two glasses, and even threatened to pour him wine, a small wine pot can have a few glasses, he has three glasses alone, and I, a real winemaker, can get a cup, no, half a cup!