Chapter 3 Speculation of a Bowl of Wine

"Oh!" Old Man Wu also sighed. Obviously there was no better way. The craftsmanship and method of brewing wine could not be found for a while. The sales of wine in Kaifeng will be monopolized by Panyanglou.

The two sighed for a long time, but had no clue. Jian Jinyin said, "Fortunately, my son has some good changes, I am very lucky!"

Jian Jinyin's self-comfort method is not bad. Thinking of this, both of them smiled.

"That's right, this is not a patrol of the family property, and it's easy to take over in the future!"

"Ahem—" Jian Jinyin almost choked and waved his hand awkwardly, "As long as he doesn't cause trouble, this family will belong to him sooner or later!"

While the two were talking, a servant suddenly rolled in and shouted at Jian Jinyin: "Dad, it's not good, the little official is going crazy again!"

Old Man Wu had just praised the little official, but when the servant shouted, he felt embarrassed, so he stepped forward and beat him up and crawled, "Have you been given yellow soup? The little owner has been ready for a long time, and he talks nonsense!"

"What's going on?" Jian Jinyin stopped Old Man Wu from standing up, and he was a little scared.

The servant covered his face and said aggrievedly: "The little official broke into the winemaking workshop, and insisted that the young people do this and this, it doesn't seem like a normal person!"

"Your mother is like this!" Old Man Wu stomped his feet and cursed, "Your mother is like this, you should make it clear!"

"How can I explain it clearly? My dad will know when I go and see it!" The servant took a step back, afraid that Old Man Wu would beat him, so he said stubbornly.

"Let's go, take a look!" Jian Jinyin waved his hand in a hurry.

At the winemaking workshop, Jian Youzhi was full of energy and commanding. The men were dejected and trembling, afraid to remain silent, and dared not move.

"Dad is here!" A man was sharp-eyed and ecstatic.

In an instant, everyone was petrified and smiled and waited for Jian Jinyin's great journey.

Jian Youzhi also walked forward happily, but saw that the old man Wu's eyes were wrong. He looked him up and down, and a question "Is it time to take medicine" appeared in his eyes.

"Go home!" Jian Jinyin stamped his feet.

"The child is working on a big thing!" Jian Youzhi was proud.

"Well, then go home and do your business!" Jian Jinyin also believed the servant's words.

"Okay, go home and be busy!" Jian Youzhi nodded, suddenly feeling something was wrong, "I'm going to be busy with here!"

"As you are obedient, you have more things to do when you go home!"

"I'll call Erya to decoct medicine!" Old Man Wu held back for a long time and finally couldn't help but say it, as if he had gotten what he wanted.

It's outrageous!

Jian Youzhi felt that this was a great insult to his great cause. His eyes suddenly turned red and he stared at Jian Jinyin and Old Man Wu. This was really sad. It was the sadness of the five good men in the 21st century facing the ignorant ancient people. Don’t they know that they are creating history?

Yes, I am creating history. The strange people who create history always seem abnormal in the eyes of mediocre people. Jian Youzhi slowly calmed down.

"Get wine!" Jian Youzhi howled loudly with the ancient heroic spirit.

No one moved.

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

"Where is Erya? Where is this girl dead? I'm so lazy to deal with her again!" Jian Youzhi was proud of himself for cleverly resolving his embarrassment.

"Little official, my maid is here!"

Erya's appearance was silent. Jian Youzhi looked for the sound. When he looked back, his nose almost hit Erya's forehead, and he was shocked.

"Walking soundly in the future. Don't learn from Xiaoqian!"

Erya seems to have to set certain rules for Jian Youzhi's righteous words.

Obviously Erya didn't know who Xiaoqian was. There was a small spark in her eyes. She decisively classified Xiaoqian as a girl who sang songs and laughed in Hongxiulou.

"Erya, take the little owner back!" Old Man Wu waved his hand and whispered to Erya, "Remember to boil medicine for the little owner!" This guy was obsessed with Jian Youzhi's medicine.

"Take medicine? What medicine?" Jian Youzhi stared at Old Man Wu and whispered to the men, "Get wine!"

This time, even Jian Jinyin looked at these men in confusion.

"Come on wine!" Jian Jinyin made up his mind that as long as his son came home smoothly, it would be fine to have some wine.

A man hesitated for a while and was about to move, when Jian Youzhi shouted again: "Get my listening fragrance!"

The man instantly became petrified again and stared at Jian Youzhi.

"It's the wine I brewed just now!" Jian Youzhi was impatient. No wonder the wine at home could not be sold by others. It turned out that the wine brewer was a little stupid, and the stupid man made a fool of himself.

"Oh!" The man ran away quickly. After a while, he took a bowl of wine and handed it to Jian Youzhi.

Jian Jinyin was a little surprised. When did his son learn to make wine?

Old Man Wu was a little surprised. When did the little owner get so sick?

"Please try Lao Wu!" Jian Youzhi handed the wine proudly.

Old Man Wu shook his head hurriedly and took two steps back. This is the wine brewed by the owner of the small manor. If you pour this bowl of wine, you will be buried tomorrow.

"Dear a bowl of my father!" Jian Youzhi scoffed at Old Man Wu's performance.

Jian Jinyin's eyes were green, and he glared at the bowl of wine, and then glared at Jian Youzhi. He couldn't speak for a while, but he couldn't see anything wrong with Jian Youzhi's face. Then he sighed carefully: "My son, are you a little anxious? I'll be yours sooner or later, and I'm not in a hurry..."

Jian Youyi's head was black and could not speak. He held a bowl of wine, like a forsythia in the spring breeze, blowing and shaking.

"You-" Jian Youzhi was angry and suddenly pointed at the turtle man who brought the wine with him, "Come here!"

The man pointed at himself with his fingers, and then saw Jian Youzhi nodding, he was stunned as if he was stunned, with five thunder thunder thunder, tears pouring down, and he knelt on the ground, crying as if shocking.

"The little one has an 80-year-old daughter in the family and a mother with breastfeeding underneath! Save the little one's life. This bowl of wine is too small to drink!" After crying twice, he suddenly pointed at a thin man beside him and shouted, "Why give Zhang San a drink, he has no father or mother, no children, and he drinks alone, and the whole family will die! At least he has no concern!"

The thin man suddenly jumped up and grabbed the strong man: "Li Si, you are so thief, you are going to kill me. I will fight you, and I will not be used to it on weekdays!"

The two started fighting and got out of the ball.

"Absurd, absurd!" Jian Jinyin was furious.

"Shameless, shameless!" Old Man Wu patted his thigh.

Jian Youzhi was stunned and waited for a while before sighing: "Why do you do this? Why do you do this?" He turned to look at Erya, "Are you loyal to me?"

Erya shook her head.

Jian Youzhi nodded and looked at Erya with encouragement and said, "Then do you dare to drink this bowl of wine?"

Erya nodded and shook her head again. Her eyes flashed and glared at Jian Youzhi, as if she was about to look at his thoughts, but she was obviously disappointed.

She saw the loss of a loser, the loneliness of a arrogant person, the glory of a person standing at the top and the seclusion of the world, but she did not see a proud and energetic person holding a bowl of good wine that no one appreciated.

"Little official, I'll decoct the medicine for you!"

Erya said carefully.

"Oh, the whole world is turbid, I am the only one who is clear!" Jian Youzhi's loneliness was not something that anyone could understand. He slowly raised the wine bowl in his hand and sighed.

"My son can't--"

"The little owner must not!"

"Ah, I'm going to drink! Xiaozhuang is mainly drinking! He's really going to drink!"

...

It’s impossible to be quenched, it’s impossible to be quenched! Suddenly, a white jade-like hand next to him stretched out like lightning, and snatched the wine bowl from Jian Youzhi’s hand.

"Look, look! Erya snatched the wine bowl from the little manor's hand, and at a lightning speed - Ah - she drank, she drank that bowl of wine!" The strong man who was fighting with the thin man stopped, with a neat corner of his mouth.

"Gudong!Gudong!"

Everyone's eyes rose and rose with the sound of Erya's drinking.

"Erya, a good boy!" Jian Jinyin sighed and patted his thighs, and tears were everywhere. He had made up his mind to compensate Erya's parents with a grand funeral, and as Jian Youzhi's concubine, he entered the Jian family's ancestral hall. This is the supreme glory, but any glory is not an exaggeration for this loyal girl!

"Erya, a good boy!" Old Man Wu sighed and shook his head. It was so unworthy of being killed by this little owner who was not clear about his mind. It was such a pity.

With a "click!", the wine bowl slowly slid down from Erya's hand. Erya's eyes were red, her face was white, and her body was soft, so she poured down to the ground. She drank a bowl of wine in one breath.

Jian Youzhi hugged Erya in the waist.

A black hair hung down, and his small and delicate face leaned back in Jian Youzhi's arms, and his neck looked whiter and longer. One hand hung weakly, like a sleeping beauty - no, it was a little beauty.

Deadly silence.

Everyone was shocked.

After a while, Jian Jinyin burst into a wail that shocked the world and cried ghosts.

"Erya, a good boy! Why can't you think so? How nice my son is to you? He is going to take you into the inner room. Why are you going like this!"

"Take a hundred taels of silver and send it to Erya's parents' house, and say Erya-Erya-" Old Man Wu said to a servant beside him and started to thrust.

"Er Ya! What a girl!" The men also burst into tears, and there was a lot of grief.

"What are you crying, what are you crying!" Jian Youzhi hugged Erya's dead body and shouted in dissatisfaction: "No one is dead yet, howling!"

"I'm not dead?" Old Man Wu was the first to react and immediately called the servant who was about to leave, "Come back, forget about silver, you're not dead! No, I'd better give you two taels of silver, you're honorable courage!"

Sure enough, he was not dead! Erya's white face turned rosy, and her breathing seemed to be far and even. Jian Jinyin let out a long sigh, and it turns out that this wine cannot kill everyone. But why did Erya pour a bowl of it? Obviously, it was because she couldn't drink enough!

"Get the wine!" Jian Youzhi shouted again.

No one hesitated this time, and the strong man smartly brought another bowl of wine and shouted loudly to Jian Youzhi: "I would like to try the wine for two taels of silver. No, I would like to try the wine for the owner of the small manor!"

"Bah!" The thin man snatched it over, "I'm shameless, why don't you drink the first bowl first?" After that, he said loudly to Jian Youzhi, "I'm a professional wine tester, let me drink this bowl!"

There is also a professional wine trial? Jian Youzhi was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Drink quickly, drink quickly!"

The thin man no longer hesitated, first tasted it, then poured it down like lightning, squinted his eyes, and suddenly the blood gushed up. His originally dark skin turned red.

"Good wine, two taels of silver!" As soon as he finished speaking, he fell head-on.

Seeing this, Jian Jinyin was shocked and hurriedly said, "Give me a bowl!"

The strong man hurriedly brought another bowl of wine and handed it to Jian Jinyin. Jian Jinyin took a sip first, and he was like a thin man. Before he could speak, he dried up the bowl. In an instant, his face was bloodshot, his eyes were bloodshot, his forehead was bloodshot, and his hair was charged. He said in his mouth: "What wine is good—" and he fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!