From the moment the boy said it, Xia Shang couldn't help but want to laugh. How could that plot be so similar to the martial arts novel of the previous life? It was still very clear.
Judging from the way Li Youlan listened with great interest, she must have been frightened by it.
Xia Shang was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. He originally planned to give him some money and leave, but who would have thought that this guy was so greedy that he asked for a thousand taels of silver. He was a little unhappy and wanted to leave.
But one thing is strange. Where did this hawker hear that "glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink with pipa immediately"?
Shouldn't this be a poem that only existed in my own era? How could this hawker know? Could it be that I'm not the only one who has traveled to this era?
Xia Shang was wondering when he saw Li Youlan digging into his pocket.
Xia Shang reacted and grabbed her hand.
Xia Shang spent money lavishly and didn't care about money, but he would never be a fool.
These wine glasses are probably worth ten taels of silver. How could they be worth a thousand taels?
Li Youlan looked at Xia Shang: "What's wrong?"
"My lady, even if you have money, you shouldn't spend it like this."
"I think it's quite good. If it can be placed at home to really reflect the family's heritage, a thousand taels of silver would be a good deal."
The hawker on the side smiled happily and praised her one after another: "You are indeed a young lady, you are certainly much more knowledgeable than those servants."
Xia Shang sneered and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He said to Li Youlan: "If these wine glasses can show the family's heritage, then why do we need to study and read? Don't listen to his nonsense. He just wants to lie to you.
of silver.”
"What did you say?!" The vendor was angry and pointed at Xia Shang, "How dare you say I'm talking nonsense? What I said before is true. It's common knowledge that different wine glasses match different wines. How could I be talking nonsense?
?If you don’t give me an explanation today, there’s no way you can leave!”
As he said that, the hawker came up aggressively and stopped in front of Xia Shang.
"You want a theory, right? Then I will have a good theory with you." Xia Shang slowed down his thinking and said calmly, "I just ask you, if the fragrance of the liquor is sufficient, why do you need to use a rhinoceros horn cup to enhance the flavor? If the wine is full of flavor,
The red color is bright enough, so why do you need a luminous cup to enhance its color? When drinking rice wine, if the person drinking rice wine is already a very heroic person, why should he care about the wine glass he drinks from, and why do he need a big bucket to enhance his appearance?
To put it bluntly, people who drink alcohol lack courage and courage, so they need external objects to cover it up. Are there still people in the world who blame the lack of sharpness of their weapons for their poor martial arts? What about such people?
Why call him a hero?
The same goes for wine. If the wine is good enough when it is brewed, why do we need to ask for the utensils? If the wine does not taste good, we should not blame the brewer for not having enough craftsmanship, but blame the utensils for pouring the wine. This is the nature of the wine.
Can people really realize their family tradition? If these things are placed at home, they will not be looked down upon by others, but will be ridiculed by others.
Since you said you are not talking nonsense, let me ask you again. Have you ever heard of Wuliangye from Yangzhou? If Wuliangye is drunk from your rhino horn cup, the smell of rhino horn will only add some turbidity to it, but will not give it half the fragrance.
.If you pour it into a luminous cup, it will only make the color of the wine muddy, but not make it brighter. It can be seen that the real good wine in this world should use an upright wine glass, so that the aroma, taste, and color of the wine will not increase or decrease, nor will the color of the wine increase or decrease.
Whether it is light or heavy, and retaining the original flavor of the wine, it is Mahayana. As for wines that require utensils to match them, they are just inferior and inferior."
After the conversation, the hawker was speechless, but Li Youlan was extremely surprised.
I didn’t expect that this little book boy’s reasoning would be so convincing!
The vendor knew that he was meeting an expert today, so he shrank back angrily and prepared to close the stall.
Xia Shang stepped forward and said, "Your wine glass is pretty good. I'll pay you ten taels, but you can also give me one."
The hawker bowed and said, "Young man is a very knowledgeable man. You can choose as many of these wine glasses as you like. A dozen or so is enough."
Xia Shang blinked at Li Youlan: "Why don't you choose quickly."
Li Youlan cheered and angrily chose a small packet.
This is much more valuable than buying it with one thousand taels of silver. It is not a matter of money, but a sense of achievement in bargaining.
After a while, Li Youlan held a small bag of wine glasses in one hand and held Xia Shang in the other, and arrived at the edge of the heart lake with great interest.
There is also a cool breeze blowing by the lake. It is no less lively and crowded than the street. People are crowded in front and back, and some children are shuttled in the middle. If you are not careful, you will be squeezed into the lake.
Li Youlan insisted on staying by the side, and Xia Shang held her hand for fear that she would fall.
Just walking like this is a rare feeling of comfort. Although the surroundings are noisy, my heart is peaceful.
At this moment, two people who seemed to have nothing to do with each other had a rare moment of synchronicity in their hearts.
I just didn't expect that a young lady like Li Youlan would have such an innocent side. I feel that women all over the world are the same. At Li Youlan's age, no matter what kind of ethical constraints, they can't suppress the curiosity and playfulness of the little girl's mind.
Thinking about it, Li Youlan tilted her head and saw Xia Shang's burning eyes, and suddenly felt a little shy: "You... you... why are you staring at me?"
Xia Shang smiled: "I still think girls should be like you now, unrestrained and most beautiful and touching when they show their true self."
These words were spoken by Xia Shang from the bottom of his heart, without any frivolous or blasphemous meaning, but when they fell into Li Youlan's ears, she felt her heart heat up and her face became hot. She suddenly realized that the two of them were holding hands very tightly, and they were still holding hands.
So natural...
The more Li Youlan thought about it, the more panicked she became. She tried to break away, but after a little effort, she failed to break free from Xia Shang's hand. Instead, she stepped on the air. If Xia Shang hadn't pulled her into his arms, she would have fallen into the lake.
But this time, Xia Shang hugged her, and a smell unique to men rushed into her nostrils, which almost made the little girl faint. Moreover, this man was so good-looking, with a refreshing feeling that made women get close. It was really
It's not something a young girl in love can resist.
Fortunately, here was the street and there were people everywhere, so Li Youlan suppressed the restlessness in her heart and pushed Xia Shang away.
Li Youlan wanted to blame, but first she heard Xia Shang's low-pitched lesson: "I told you to go inside, but I didn't believe it. Come inside."
Then without any explanation, he pulled Li Youlan to the other side and stood on the edge of the lake.
Li Youlan felt that this man didn't look like a book boy at all. He had a sense of superiority in his bones. He had never experienced that kind of majesty without showing off. It seemed that he didn't dare to refute his slightly serious words.
Li Youlan's father had never experienced this smell before.
Li Youlan secretly glanced at Xia Shang and wondered, "What kind of person is this?"
Suddenly, Xia Shang said: "Look, the lanterns from upstream are floating over." (To be continued)