"Ha, you're such a stinky woman, but you still dare to tell me that you have great swordsmanship, bah!"
Of course, Jiang Churan would not miss any moment that could hit Chu Huaixiang, and immediately made a face at Chu Huaixiang.
"You are just a casual foodie and drinker. As long as the old man is satisfied, that's fine."
How could Chu Huaixiang tolerate Jiang Churan's attempt to commit suicide? He would go around Jiang Churan's back and grab him like crazy.
Jin Qi mixed the dipping sauce and crossed his legs to watch the battle between the two women.
"Mr. Jiang, the three of us have prepared this meal mainly to express our gratitude to you. Thank you for taking care of us so many times and supporting our work. Not only did you let us test the collection in your hands, but you even donated a lot.
, I, Ma Wenshan, have no way to repay you for such sentiments, so I can only express my gratitude to you through this hot pot meal."
Ma Wenshan picked up the tea cup in his hand. In this situation, he actually forgot to buy wine, and he felt regretful again.
Jiang Chen also raised the tea cup in his hand and touched it lightly with Ma Wenshan.
Seeing a hint of tangled surprise on Ma Wenshan's face,
curiously said,
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just forgot to buy wine. Speaking of which, I have never come to have a drink with you, Mr. Jiang. I made a mistake again."
"It's just wine. Wait, I have some jars of good wine hidden away. I'll bring them out just in time."
Jiang Chen put down the teacup in his hand. It was just wine.
As Jiang Chen's thoughts turned, the vegetable field next to him began to tremble inexplicably, and then several wine jars broke out of the ground, spinning in the air and flying towards Ma Wenshan.
Ma Wenshan was still wondering that he had never seen a wine bottle or jar in Mr. Jiang's house. He was also thinking about where Mr. Jiang would get the wine from, when he saw the wine jar flying out of the ground and floating in front of him.
Before Ma Wenshan took over the wine jar, the seal on it opened by itself, and a strong aroma of wine instantly filled the farm.
"This smell."
Jiang Churan took a deep breath through his nose, and his face turned red instantly.
Chu Huaixiang showed an expression of obsession. It seemed that she was also an old alcoholic.
Seeing Jiang Churan's reaction, Jin Qi forcibly controlled himself not to smell the aroma of wine in the air, and asked curiously,
"Old man, what kind of wine is this? How come you can have such a mellow wine aroma as soon as you open it, without all the wine inside evaporating?
Is your hair clean?"
"Go, you know nothing."
Ma Wenshan held the wine jar in the air with both hands, took a deep breath at the mouth of the jar, and exhaled again, showing an intoxicated look on his face.
"fragrant!"
He lowered his head and looked at the seal that had fallen aside, and saw a small piece of paper attached to it, which read:
"The 39th year of Kangxi reign."
"The tribute wine from three hundred years ago?"
Ma Wenshan exclaimed, and the wine jar in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"What?"
Jin Qi and Chu Huaixiang also stared at the wine jar in Ma Wenshan's hand with their eyes widened.
Three hundred years old wine, the most precious wine in history is only one hundred and fifty years old.
They are four pieces of wooden wine sea that were unearthed through decades of archaeological excavation and put into the cellar in the 25th year of Daoguang reign. They are known as the only liquid cultural relics.
Daoguang Erwu not only created a myth, but also broke the world record and became the longest-stored wine in the world.
In the blink of an eye, the old man took out a few jars of three-hundred-year-old wine. What does that light mean?
Ma Wenshan hurriedly put the wine seal on, trying to seal out the alcohol inside.
"What are you doing? I took it out for you to drink, so what are you going to do with it? Drink it."
Jiang Chen was a little unhappy.
"Oh my old man, how dare I drink this wine? It's a three-hundred-year-old wine. Let's not talk about whether this wine is still drinkable. Let's just say that the value of this wine is immeasurable. It is equivalent to the wine in China.
Treasure."
Ma Wenshan smiled bitterly and pushed the wine jar to Jiang Chen. Even if he had ten courages, he would not dare to touch such a precious thing.
"Don't always use the word "national treasure" to oppress me. Wine is wine, and it is for people to drink. If the wine is not used for drinking, what is the point of making wine? This wine can be drank, don't worry, I was still drinking it a few decades ago
Take it out and drink a jar, no problem."
Jiang Chen's expression softened a little. Xiao Ma was good at everything, but his surprise was really unpleasant and unpleasant.
"No, this is a cultural relic. Either you continue to keep it, old man, or you let me take it back to the research institute for research. It's impossible for me to drink it."
Ma Wenshan is extremely persistent in this regard, and even Jiang Chen cannot stop his belief.
"Teacher Ma doesn't drink, then I will. The old man obviously still has some
There are several jars, how can you get it by drinking one jar, the important thing is to be happy."
Jin Qi noticed that Jiang Chen's face turned dark, and he quickly grabbed the wine jar and poured it into his own teacup. When Ma Wenshan saw this scene, his eyes stared at Jin Qi with a cannibalistic light.
"Teacher Ma, don't worry. We had this hot pot meal today just to repay the old man. Nothing in the world is as important as the old man's mood, so don't make the old man unhappy."
Chu Huaixiang had already set his sights on the jar of wine, and Jin Qi grabbed it as soon as it was poured. He took a deep sip of the wine, slowly poured it into his own cup, and carefully looked at the wine in the cup.
"You, you are destroying cultural relics."
Ma Wenshan looked at the two of them with hatred, took back the wine jar, and poured it into his own tea cup with a look of sorrow.
"Teacher Ma, you actually want to drink too, right? Stop pretending, there's no one else here."
Jin Qi picked up the tea cup in his hand. The crystal wine inside was even more tempting under the moonlight.
Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to say something, he felt a heavy object pressing down on his side. He turned around and saw Jiang Churan leaning on his shoulder with a red face, looking at the person in the middle with blurred eyes.
Hot pot, the chopsticks in my hand were picking randomly on the plate, and even when I didn't pick anything, I stuffed it into my mouth.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh, and lightly tapped Jiang Churan's forehead with his finger.
Jiang Churan felt a coolness coming from Jiang Chen's fingers, and his whole body instantly became more energetic.
"Haha, I didn't expect you, Miss Jiang, to be so unable to drink. You can't even smell it."
Jin Qi tasted the wine in the cup carefully and said with a smile.
Jiang Churan's face turned red,
"What's the matter if I don't know how to drink? Grandpa can protect me anyway, so why should I drink!"
"The old man can protect you, but the old man will not protect you from my hands~"
Chu Huaixiang let out a strange laugh, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and took a big breath in Jiang Churan's face.
A strong smell of alcohol hit Jiang Churan off guard, making Jiang Churan unable to open his eyes.
He could only shrink his body towards Jiang Chen and seek Jiang Chen's protection.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly, but he really didn't care about the fight between the two little girls. He and Ma Wenshanjin drank a glass of three-hundred-year-old wine, leisurely and contentedly.