"Where are Brother Han going?" Jian Youzhi followed Han Wuyan panting, but recently he had less light skills in the eight-step cicada chasing, and his legs were a little weak.

Han Yanwu stopped and stared at Jian Youzhi with wide eyes, as if the British did not know Churchill, and the Japanese did not know Amaterasu as surprised.

"Could Brother Liuguang have another good source?" Han Yanwu stared at Jian Youzhi with hope and slashed his mouth. "There are not many new girls from Hongxiulou. I heard that there is a new one from Mianhualou. Ordinary people can't stand it. Could it be that Brother Liuguang is interested in that bitch?"

Jian Youzhi stared at him and couldn't speak for a long time. He could barely be considered a rich second generation, but he really didn't have such a straightforward and shameless personality as this second generation of official.

"Look at this!" Jian Youzhi took out two bottles of white and red from his body, and shook them in front of Han Yanwu, "Good thing!"

But looking at Han Yanwu's stunned expression, you know that he can't answer.

"Wine!" Jian Youzhi was very satisfied with his expression. He wanted to make wine into a work of art by packaging it. The second generation of officials was still a little shallow.

"Good thing!" Han Yanwu suddenly became surprised, "I put aphrodisiac wine! It turns out that Brother Liuguang was prepared for it, so-called strategy and victory in the brothel."

Jian Youzhi had the urge to break the nose of the face opposite with one punch. Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and then take a deep breath!

"This is a fine wine brewed by my brother himself. Look at the name, listen to the fragrance, what an elegant thing!" Jian Youzhi handed over two bottles of wine, "Try it!"

Han Wuyan took it with a bitter face: "Since it was brewed by Brother Liuguang himself, even if he dies, he will drink it!" He looked determined and gulped, and two bottles of wine were dried up!

"Good wine!"

Han Wuyan narrowed his eyes and roared, and suddenly he looked gentle, and acted as a lovely man who was unfaithful, and suddenly his eyes widened, his hair and hair were wide open, and he acted as if he was scaring away a million Cao troops three times. The two faces changed constantly.

"What a tycoon, a passionate and charming baby!" Han Wuyan suddenly hugged Jian Youzhi, "Is there any!"

"No more!" Jian Youzhi shook his head, "If Brother Han likes it, I can send some here."

“So best, so best!”

Han Yanwu became excited and shot a set of crazy fists, which was a bit overdose!

"I'll treat you today, and I'll sleep in the flower building!"

Jian Youzhi nodded and smiled, "I am just having this intention, and I am just having this intention, go together, go together!"

"I'll go too!"

A voice came from behind Jian Youzhi, which was so shocked that both of them jumped up. Erya always appeared in the right place at the right time.

Since it is impossible to stop it, then follow closely. Erya will never allow her future husband to be ruined by the vixen in the brothel.

In fact, it is a different story to whoever ruins it.

"In fact, we are just going to explore art. It is said that the girl in Mianhualou has excellent piano skills..." Jian Youdao.

"Yes, let's take a look at what the girls need, and they are anxious about what girls need!" Han Wuyan said hurriedly.

Erya was quite stubborn: "I want to go!" and her expression was firm.

"Or—forget it this time!" Jian Youzhi looked at Han Wuyan and looked at Erya.

"You must invite me!" Han Wuyan said sincerely.

"It's better to change it next time. I'll invite you together when I'm sending you another drink!"

"Okay, please don't be wronged twice, you're really good to drink!"

The two men finally stopped mentioning the girl with the brothel fireworks. Erya was very satisfied and proud. She won the first battle, which was better than not winning the battle.

"I'll go next time!" Erya was very ignorant and still kept thinking about it on the way home.

"The brothel is where men go!" Jian Youzhi was very patient in his ideological work, afraid that the little girl would learn bad things there!

"There are women in the brothel!"

"The women in the brothel are here to serve men, and they can't count them!"

"I am serving small officials now, and small officials are also men!" Erya's logical thinking is very strong.

"The girls in brothels do not serve men like you!"

"Then I will learn to serve the little officials like this in the future!"

Jian Youzhi vomited blood, was manic, and then furious. Obviously, this could not change the stubborn girl's idea. But these days he went to Kaifeng to make an appointment because he was very busy.

Whether it is the purification of brandy or white wine, it is a distilled liquor, which requires different utensils from the current brewing. A small amount can be paid attention to. Once it is brewed on a large scale, a new brewing workshop will be needed.

"Fortunately, in more than a month, you can brew new wine." Jian Jinyin has been in a state of excitement since he woke up that day. This is the wine! He carefully held a wine pot in one hand. The white one was like a graceful and slim and undulating beauty, and the red one was like a bold general riding a horse, staring at him.

The two tastes are different. Drinking it in white is like spring in March, and the beauty is in my arms; drinking it in red is like the sun in June, and the general holds a sharp edge. Each has its own strengths, and it is hard to tell the difference, and it is bright for a moment!

"This time, Bi Yuchun from Panyang Restaurant in Panyang Restaurant and Yu Baijiu from Su Family Juxianlou are probably inferior!" Old Man Wu carefully took a sip of the red bottle of Tingxiang, took a breath, and the fragrance leaked was the one that would be a waste of Tianzhen if he didn't suck it into his stomach.

Jian Jinyin nodded and suddenly asked, "You have been tired these days, so God has opened his eyes!"

"I guess it was because after I was so angry that day, I was enlightened and came up with such a way to brew such good wine. It was the blessing of the owner and the blessing of God!" Old Man Wu would always say appropriate words at the right time.

Jian Youzhi, who was busy for two days, became a little tired and was swaying in the fields. In Erya's opinion, this was purely idle, although he wanted his own small official to study and would be serious, so that he would not have to go to Kaifeng to mess with Han Wuyan, the second-generation official. But after all, she had not passed the door yet, and even if she passed the door, it was not appropriate to say this.

However, according to Jian Youzhi, this is called getting close to nature and good for physical and mental health.

"The air has the fragrance of flowers! The smell of grass! Wild flowers are everywhere: various, names, no names, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and blinking.—"

Erya lacks literary and artistic cells and cannot understand at all.

"There are short tents in the shade of ancient trees, and the sticks and quinoa support me across the east of the bridge. I feel like wetting the apricot blossom rain, and the wind of willows is not cold on my face! What a poem, what a poem!"

Jian Youzhi faces the spring breeze and rises from the sun, and is full of energy.

"Puchi--" Erya is very disgusting.

"Isn't it a good poem?" Jian Youzhi glared at her.

"It looks like an old man!" Erya obviously could only distinguish words like "Standard" and "Standard".

"Look, the river in front is gurgling, and the spring water is also gurgling. If you are a water truck, you will lead the water here to the pond, and then raise some fish fry, crabs, loaches, etc. If you are idle, fishing in the blue waves is really a life like a god!" Jian Youzhi was very moved.

"The little official will become an official in the future!" Erya interrupted.

It's disappointing, it's disappointing!

Jian Youzhi is definitely not a good job as an official, and he doesn't want to be an official. This is very good. If the rich second generation is in the busy season of spring and autumn harvest, he can ride on a "BMW" and take a girl, with his friends, Han Wuyan and others, drink, stroll around the sleeping flower building, eat and wait for death. This is a great wish in life.

The ideal of the second generation of rich generation like Jian Youzhi is absolutely different from the ideal of the second generation like Erya.

"I won't be an official!" Jian Youzhi was very angry. He approached Erya, and his nose was almost staring at her nose. He was so scared that Erya took a few steps back and covered her chest with both hands.

Although she was afraid, there was no fear on her face. No matter how she looked, it seemed like a seduction. This girl, since Jane Youzhi was obsessed with sleeping in the Flower Building, her clothes were exposed a lot, and she was occasionally lifted by the spring breeze, revealing a piece of white collarbone.

Jian Youzhi would not shake his belief because of Erya. Although Erya wanted Jian Youzhi to study, he only made him not go to the brothel and mess with people. Therefore, he let go.

A few days later, some new wines were brewed, and the new wine bottles were also made, and many bottles were filled. Jian Youzhi was carrying a truckload of wine and headed towards Kaifeng City with a lot of soup.

As a winery opened in Kaifeng City by Jianjiazhuang, shopkeeper Wang Santong is definitely qualified to drink new wine first. This is his power and his torture.

Since drinking those two new wines, Wang Santong has suffered a lot and has been uneasy day and night.

"I used to drink all my urine!" Wang Santong said this at the time, then looked at the two exquisite bottles with a rosy face and shaking. No one has ever been able to sober after drinking two bottles of two different wines together. So he said something very unconscious. He frightened the person who was buying wine in the winery.

I just hope that the new wine will be shipped quickly. This is Wang Santong’s biggest wish. Now the new wine is coming soon, and it is like a donkey who is anxious to pee, wandering around in front of the winery.

Finally seeing the little owner's carriage, he hurried forward: "The little owner has worked hard all the way!" But his eyes floated directly on the carriage, and then shook his head and sighed. It's not enough. How many days can this carriage be sold? He is very confident that in no time, his new wine will become the best famous wine in Kaifeng, no doubt.

"Not working hard!" Jian Youzhi deliberately ignored Wang Santong's sad eyes. If he wanted to tell him that half of this car of wine would be used to give away people, I wonder what he would feel? Will the eyes be more resentful than the resentful woman?
Chapter completed!