The first thousand one hundred and ninety-seven chapters meet wine friends
The carriage moved very slowly. Firstly, carriages or horses were strictly prohibited from traveling in the inner city of the imperial capital. This is considered a regulation of the imperial capital. Please take a closer look! Secondly, because of the heavy rain and snow in the sky, it was difficult to move forward as we moved forward.
What an inconvenience.
But a more important reason is that the inner city is now almost in a state of chaos, with men and women gathering in small groups, some cheering and celebrating in the streets, and some gathering in the surrounding restaurants to eat and drink.
Zuo Feng's victory in the battle arena made these people, who were usually at the bottom of the imperial capital, suddenly have their pockets filled, and naturally they would be extremely excited.
Not long after coming out of the arena, Amber proposed to redeem those goods first. After all, those goods were provided by the three major families for his own use. If they knew that he had mortgaged them and made a crazy bet, it would still cause some conflicts.
Zuo Feng naturally wouldn't object to this, so he let Amber go deal with the goods first, leaving him to ride back to Kang's house alone.
Sitting alone in the car, Zuo Feng suddenly felt bored, and the slow speed of the car made him feel even more bored. He opened a corner of the car curtain with two fingers and looked out through a gap.
Because the main street was even more crowded, we chose a side street that was farther away. Although there were still many people celebrating on the street despite the rain and snow, it was still much better than the main street.
Zuo Feng looked out the window casually, feeling the atmosphere around him that was more lively than the New Year, but found that he could not integrate into the warm atmosphere in front of him no matter what.
This feeling is very strange, as if you are in a busy city, but completely isolated, as if you don't exist.
Slowly appreciating this feeling, Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his palm, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. This porcelain bottle was the same as the one given to Master Chu Chu Zhao, and the wine contained in it was also Wangyou.
drunk.
However, the wine specially made for Master Chu only contained half a porcelain bottle. It was obviously unreasonable to give away half a bottle, so he kept it at hand.
For some reason, looking at the scene in front of him and feeling the atmosphere around him, he felt the urge to take a sip. Zuo Feng had never been a good drinker, unlike Ding Hao, who was a drunkard at the time.
Jiuquan Ding Hao is a good drinker himself, and he has a master who is addicted to alcohol. Most of the exercises and martial arts he practices are related to alcohol, so he has started drinking since he was a child and regards alcohol as a part of his life.
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Zuo Feng was not good at drinking, but he learned a special technique of "refining" wine because of refining medicine, and thus formed a fate with "wine".
Even he didn't expect that one day he would really want to take a sip. This desire seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.
"Since I have wine in hand, why not let me take advantage of this situation to have a sip. I wonder if it will let me know why so many people like to drink."
Shaking the wine bottle gently in his hand, he said to himself with a smile.
Then he took off the cork of the bottle, and a light fragrance came out that was close to the heart and spleen. This fragrance also had a slightly spicy taste.
"Yeah! I don't know why, but when I smell the aroma of this wine, it seems like a special taste appears in my heart."
There were some doubts in his heart. Zuo Feng unconsciously stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand. After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure out what the taste was in it, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he slowly put the porcelain bottle to his mouth, a line of water
It flew into the mouth and was swallowed as soon as it rolled in the throat.
The smell of Wangyouzui filled his throat softly, and there was a warmth in his chest and abdomen, but he didn't feel the slightest chill in the rain and snow.
His brows furrowed slightly, Zuo Feng felt that he shouldn't drink the wine like this, or that it was no different from drinking medicine like this. However, drinking wine is not swallowing wine, it should be "tasted" more appropriately.
As soon as he thought of this, Zuo Feng's mind immediately pictured Ding Hao, Yao Xun and Master Chu drinking, and then he smiled and raised the porcelain bottle again.
This time Zuo Feng put the porcelain bottle to his mouth, but did not pour the wine directly into his throat. Instead, he stuck the porcelain bottle to the mouth of the bottle, letting the wine slowly flow into his mouth, lingering on the tip of his tongue, and the spicy taste was slightly brought back.
Sweet, warm, but with a somewhat soft feeling that fills the mouth and nose.
Until this moment, Zuo Feng slowly swallowed the wine into his throat. It was like a hot line running from his throat to his organs. Combined with the taste and aroma left in his mouth, Zuo Feng had never experienced this feeling before.
The next moment, my mind went back and forth thousands of times, and countless images appeared as if they were flying by. My parents were busy taking care of myself and my little sister Tiantian every day. Although the family lived a miserable life, they were also happy.
Great changes occurred in Zuojia Village, and Master Teng Xiaoyun lost his life. He unexpectedly met Shen Die, and rescued him from the hands of the enemy. They secretly fell in love with each other during the contact, and made a vague agreement with each other.
It seems that every picture has its own unique taste. When the wine is drunk, those special flavors seem to flow into the heart. Until the wine is drunk for a long time, the taste is still lingering in the heart.
"It turns out that this is what drinking is. It turns out that this is the taste that drinkers taste. It turns out that what I tasted before was the outer appearance of wine. It is not until today that I can truly appreciate the inner appearance of wine."
Zuo Feng felt this and spoke softly and unconsciously. It was not the first time for him to drink alcohol, but it was only today that he seemed to truly understand what "wine" was.
"Okay, let's talk about the "internal appearance" of wine. People have appearance, so how can wine have no appearance? People have exterior and interior, and wine naturally also has interior and exterior taste."
Just at this moment, a man in a shirt spoke softly, because he was standing not far from the frame at the moment. He listened to Zuo Feng's words without missing a word, and all his words fell into Zuo Feng's mind.
In the ears of the wind.
Zuo Feng was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward and looked out the car window carefully.
The person in front of me looks to be in his thirties, but his appearance is very handsome. His long hair is neatly tied on the top of his head, with a wooden hairpin crossing the top of his bun. There is a lot of snow foam on the gown, and the rain has also covered it.
Both sides of his shoulders were wet, but even so, the man did not look embarrassed at all.
When Zuo Feng looked at him, the other party was also observing Zuo Feng. When he saw that the person in the car turned out to be a young man under twenty years old, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, shook his head with a smile and planned to leave.
"Brother, slow down!"
The man who was turning to go elsewhere couldn't help but turn his head in surprise when he heard Zuo Feng's voice.
The two of them were walking in the same direction before, but now the men turned and started to distance themselves from each other. Zuo Feng remembered Amber's action, and quickly stretched out his foot and knocked lightly on the carriage, and the carriage slowly listened.
Zuo Feng then turned to look at the man and said, "I see that my brother is also a good drinker. If you don't mind, you can come up and have a drink with me."
When the middle-aged man was called "Brother" by Zuo Feng, he was obviously stunned, but then his expression softened and he smiled: "It's okay, I was also attracted by the aroma of the wine just now. If you don't like it,
I want to try a cup, but I’m really unwilling to do so. It’s just that the place I want to go to may be different from my little brother, so..."
Zuo Feng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Since I invite you to have a drink with me, why not give me a ride? It's raining and snowing outside, so please get in the car as soon as possible."
The man didn't show any pretense. He walked around to the car door with a loud smile, opened the door and got into the car.
"I haven't asked you where your brother lives, so I can have someone take you home."
The man nodded with a smile, then stuck his head halfway out of the car window, and told the driver driving outside about a place, which was nothing more than a street.
The man spoke in general terms, but the charioteer didn't ask any more questions. It was only after a while that the carriage slowly moved forward.
"I originally invited my brother to have a drink, but there was no utensil to hold the wine around."
Zuo Feng glanced at the man opposite him with some embarrassment, then raised the bottle and shook it before saying.
The man was not polite, reached out and took the wine bottle, and said at the same time: "How can two grown men be so particular? Besides, people who love wine want the wine in this pot, so they don't care what the content is."
Wine thing.”
As he spoke, the man took the porcelain bottle and took a sip, then handed the porcelain bottle back to Zuo Feng.
Zuo Feng is a very cautious person, but for some reason he was affected by the surrounding environment today, and his longing for his old friend made him want to take a sip of wine.
Just when I was drinking and sighing, I happened to meet a "comrade" who knew how to drink. When he was interested, he invited him to have a drink with him.
It was impossible for Zuo Feng to just let anyone into the carriage. After all, he had quite a lot of grudges in the imperial capital. But just by looking at the man in front of him, he seemed to be able to sense that he had no ill intentions and that he was
Such a frank and aboveboard person would never do such a dirty thing as sneak attack and assassination.
The Wangyouzui circled in the man's mouth for several times before he slowly swallowed it. Then his eyes narrowed slightly and he blurted out: "Good wine, really good wine, and the method of brewing this wine is different. It seems to have a touch of refinement."
The taste of medicine is in it."
Originally, Zuo Feng just planned to chat with him for a few words and send him home. Because it was the first time he felt the special taste in the wine, his heart was ups and downs when he happened to see someone chatting with him.
There is no harm in having a drink together once by chance.
It seems that many people who like wine make friends with people who also like the things in the glass. Zuo Feng just wanted to try out how this feels, and did not really intend to have a deep friendship with the other person.
But what Zuo Feng didn't expect was that the other party could actually explain the mystery. You know, there are many people who have drunk this wine, but even people like Master Chu didn't realize that this wine was not brewed.
But it is refined.
Looking at the man in front of him, Zuo Feng couldn't help but have another meaning in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said: "I wonder, brother, how do you make this wine and what kind of medicinal materials are used?"
The man was closing his eyes slightly, recalling the taste of forgetfulness and drunkenness in his mouth. After listening to Zuo Feng's words, he subconsciously opened his eyes. However, after he looked at Zuo Feng for a while, he seemed to remember something, and there was also something in his eyes.