The winemaking technology of later generations has been tempered and improved many times before it can achieve today's extraordinary, and how can it be comparable to these ancient winemaking techniques?
However, sometimes being too showy may not be a good thing, so Chen Feng naturally didn't tell him the real answer, but casually found a reason to prevaricate him.
"I'm sorry, shopkeeper, but this wine came back from Fanbang by a relative of mine, and there is nothing to sell here."
The shopkeeper heard Chen Feng say that it was something from Fanbang, and he was immediately a little relieved, and he said, such a unique and mellow wine, if there is, there is no reason why he has not seen it, even the imperial wine that was paid tribute to the emperor, he has seen it.
If you don't do this shopkeeper, you obviously still have a little unwillingness and said: "In this way, that's a pity, I think we are in China, and the wine brewed is not as good as the people of this state, this son, I don't know if you can still have this kind of wine from Fanbang in your hands?"
” Chen Feng glanced at the shopkeeper strangely, even a fool knew what he meant, and wanted to test his brother, not to mention the door, not even a window.
"Nope."
Chen Feng spit out two words from his mouth, and then staggered into the guest room, not caring about the shopkeeper.
After Chen Feng returned to the guest room, soon there was a knock at the door again, and it was still the undead shopkeeper, all blamed Chen Feng for drinking Moutai wine, now it's okay, he was targeted.
"The shopkeeper has said that I have no Moutai wine in my hand, even if you ask me again."
Chen Feng said angrily.
"This son dissipates his anger, not in the next want to disturb the peace of the son, but in the next has a matter to ask for, tomorrow is the big day for the birthday banquet of Lord Shangshu, Lord Shangshu has always been good wine, especially fine wine, I want to send a bottle of the kind of wine called "Moutai" you just drank, so that Lord Shangshu can taste it, if you still have such wine, you are willing to buy it from Childe at a high price. ” "Lord Shangshu's birthday?
Isn't this Yun Shuiyao's father?
” Chen Feng originally didn't think so, but when he suddenly heard that it was Shangshu's birthday, his eyes lit up, and he felt that the opportunity had come, but he didn't know if there was a chance to meet Yun Shuiyao.
If you want to give a gift to Shangshu, of course, you have to go in person, even if Chen Feng is a fool, he will not leave this opportunity to the shopkeeper, so he returned to the shopkeeper categorically, that is, no, even if there is, we will not give it to you.
Of course, the birthday banquet of Lord Shangshu is not something that cats and dogs can enter by the way, if you don't have an identity, I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the door of the house, but this is not difficult for Chen Feng.
The next day, this guy followed the invitation of a guest who was qualified to go in to pay homage to his birthday, and then he swaggered in, and no one doubted him, mainly thanks to this guy's scholarly dress, who would have thought that a scholar would still be a guy who would roll up his sleeves and beat people at any time?
As soon as Chen Feng entered the Shangshu Mansion, he was restless, he was not a person who came to celebrate his birthday sincerely, but came to soak in Yunshuiyao, but now he can't even see Yunshuiyao, what else is he soaking?
So this guy took advantage of the fact that when people were not paying attention, he wandered around in Shangshu Mansion, just like his own back garden, mainly to see if he could find Yun Shuiyao.
After turning around, Chen Feng entered the backyard of Shangshu's mansion, the backyard was where Shangshu's family lived, and the place where he came in happened to be the west courtyard where Yun Shuiyao lived.
Chen Feng walked and walked, and when he passed a rockery, he heard footsteps not far away, Chen Feng was worried that he would be discovered, so he immediately hid in the rockery, planning to wait for the footsteps to leave before coming out.
But after waiting for a long time, he found that the footsteps did not mean to leave, Chen Feng was a little impatient, and was about to sneak out when he suddenly heard the sound of a woman chanting poetry.
"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.
There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear......"
"Huh!
Isn't this the poem I sold to Shufangzhai yesterday?
Did it spread so quickly?
” The more Chen Feng listened, the more familiar he became, and suddenly remembered his shameful selling of poetry yesterday, fortunately, this guy is not a moral pacesetter, as the saying goes, a dead friend is not a poor man, and he has no intention of becoming a poet.
Chen Feng hooked his head out from behind the rockery to take a look, intending to see who was chanting his poem, but when he was about to stick his head out, he suddenly felt that someone was coming, and immediately hid again.
"This poem is good, Yao'er, you wrote this poem just now?"
I saw a man in an official robe walking over and asking curiously.
The person who came was Yun Haizhen, the owner of Shangshu Mansion, that is, when he was a Shangshu and Yun Shuiyao's father, when he passed by here just now, he heard his daughter chanting poetry, and immediately listened to it, which aroused his interest.
"Last Night's Stars and Last Night's Wind" is a love poem belonging to Li Shangyin, which means that last night, the stars twinkled in the sky, and there was a breeze on the ground.
I hate that I don't have wings like a colorful phoenix on my body, and I can fly to you at any time, but fortunately, you and I have the same heart all the time.
I still remember the first acquaintance, I drank warm wine and played a game of Tibetan hooks, and I passed the jade hook to you next seat to hide.
Later, a few people were divided into groups and guessed in the red light.
Sadly, the morning drums were beating and I had to go into the palace to attend to my errands.
It was originally a love poem describing purity.
But Chen Feng felt that the poems in the back were not suitable for the occasion, so this guy simply pinched them off, leaving only the first four sentences, which became half a love poem, which made people have more beautiful fantasies.
The world knows that when the court Shangshu Yun Haizhen in addition to liking wine, is like poetry, every year in the autumn will hold a poetry appreciation conference, some students on this day, will show their own strength, in order to win Yun Haizhen's appreciation.
"Dad, you're here."
Yun Shuiyao saw Yun Haizhen walking towards her and asked about the poem, she was immediately startled, her heart was a little flustered, and she hurriedly explained: "This poem was seen by my daughter in Shufangzhai today, not by my daughter, my daughter saw that this poem was very interesting, and on a whim, she bought it back." ” "Oh?
This bookstore still has such a good collection of poems, daughter, have you asked the owner of the bookstore, who made this poem, I listen to this poem seems to be only half, it should not be written later. ” Yun Haizhen is worthy of being a person who likes poetry, and he already knows that this poem has not been written yet.