PNB Chapter 215 At this moment, his blood is boiling! ! !
Chapter 215 At this moment, his blood is boiling! ! !
The waiter quickly brought a large jar of good wine.
Looking at this posture, it seems that there is going to be a party at noon today that I will never get drunk without returning home.
However, Zhuang Zhou was not afraid.
Although he doesn't drink much on weekdays.
But when he drank, he was never afraid of anyone.
Especially beer.
There was no distillation technology in this era.
All the wine produced is low alcohol, only about ten degrees.
Most of them also use sorghum and rice to make wine.
Even if it is called strong liquor, it is only sixteen or seventeen degrees at most.
Therefore, in movies and TV dramas, we often see ancient people drinking from bowls.
Even drinking from a jar.
"Come on, open this apricot flower spring. We can drink a few more bowls today."
Mr. Qian greeted and opened the wine.
Then a bowl was filled with wine in the bowls in front of each of them.
"Everyone!"
At this time, Mr. Qian spoke:
"Today is the game organized by Zhuang's family. Logically speaking, this game should be arranged by him.
But since I have grown a few years older, and today is a private gathering, I have to say something first. "
Then he said to Zhuang Zhou:
"Everyone here today is from the Chang'an Trading Company. I heard that the Zhuang family wants to join the club, but Zhao Xingshou has not expressed his position yet.
But don’t worry, Mr. Zhuang, since we here are here to attend the meeting today, we have made our attitude clear. "
"Yes!"
Wang Zhigui then continued:
"Mr. Qian has told us privately that talents like Mr. Zhuang must join the association.
We are businessmen, and we don’t care about those who are vain. We will support anyone who can make us money. "
"Yes, yes, I think so too!"
"Me too!"
"..."
Everyone started to express their opinions.
Zhuang Zhou could clearly feel it.
People like them should be bullied by Zhao Dewang on a daily basis.
Among the merchants in Chang'an, Zhao Dewang was called the leader of the trade, which almost meant the president of the merchant society in later generations.
However, the president of this business association was not elected democratically.
But it was obtained by force by relying on the power behind him.
Although the merchants have opinions.
But he dared not speak out in anger.
That's why they came up with the idea of letting Zhuang Zhou join the club.
Zhuang Zhou had to express his stance at this time:
"Everyone! Don't worry, as long as I do business in Chang'an.
As long as I can make money, I will never forget everyone. If you have money, everyone will make it together. "
"Good good!"
Mr. Qian grinned:
"Boss Zhuang is really a sweetheart, so let's follow the rules. Let's have three bowls of wine first, and we'll be on the same page from now on."
What the hell!
And this rule?
Zhuang Zhou looked at Wang Zhigui doubtfully.
But Wang Zhigui smiled and nodded:
"Brother Zhuang, Mr. Qian said this, let's see how you behave!"
What else can you say!
The wine table culture of later generations.
Even though it was more than a thousand years ago, it was still impossible to hide.
But Zhuang Zhou actually forgot.
The wine table culture of later generations is left over from ancient times.
"Come! Let me respect you all for the first bowl. Thanks to you guys, you think highly of me and are willing to honor me today."
After saying that, Zhuang Zhou raised his head.
Gulu gulu~~~
I drank a full bowl directly.
What do you say about this wine?
Indifferent.
There is also a slight bitter taste.
More like a fruit beer drink.
But it doesn’t have the fruity aroma of fruit beer.
It’s not very tasty anyway.
"Dragon Zhuang is really brave. Give him more."
Gulu~~Gulu~~~
Finished two more bowls of wine.
Zhuang Zhou imitated the ancients and measured the wine cup in a circle.
He said he did not keep fish.
"Dragon Zhuang's family is really sweet-tempered. Come on, give some more to Dong Zhuang's family, and let's have a bowl together."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Nima!
Although this is not intoxicating.
But my stomach is very bloated!
But Zhuang Zhou really doesn't refuse anyone who comes.
Another big bowl of gulu was done.
"it is good!"
"Dragon Zhuang has a huge amount!"
"..."
The people present began to cheer for Zhuang Zhou.
Ok!
Not a single bite of the dish was eaten.
I drank four bowls of wine directly.
But in the eyes of everyone, these actions made Zhuang Zhou's attitude clear.
This is sometimes the case at the wine table.
You can often tell a person's attitude as a person by looking at his drinking attitude.
But now Zhuang Zhou's attitude was clear to them all.
This guy is good!
I can!
Then everyone started eating and drinking freely.
Zhuang Zhou, on the other hand, was holding a wine cup, wanting to drink but looking very torn.
The expression on his face looked like he was not very satisfied with the wine.
Mr. Qian had sharp eyes and could see something was wrong with Zhuang Zhou at a glance.
Then he opened his mouth and asked:
"Don't you think Mr. Zhuang is dissatisfied with Xing Huachun?"
"Excuse me, Mr. Qian, is this wine the best in Chang'an?"
"It's natural. Xinghuachun is Chang'an's signature and best wine."
Just listen to Zhuang Zhou say:
"To be fair, Mr. Qian, I think this wine is average!"
what?
Mr. Qian's face immediately became confused.
Because of today’s party, he personally presented the fine wine that he had treasured for many years!
But now I heard Zhuang Zhou say that the wine was average.
Just when Mr. Qian was a little dissatisfied.
Zhuang Zhou broke the silence:
"Actually, I came here for a meeting today and brought some drinks with me. Why don't you try the drinks I brought?"
The voice just fell.
Mr. Qian raised his eyebrows and continued:
"Oh? What kind of drink is it? I really want to see it."
He is a wine lover.
Regarding the items sold by Zhuang Zhou, they are all interesting things.
This wine must be no different.
"It seems that the owner of the house must have good wine, why not bring it out and let everyone have a taste."
"That's right! The so-called happiness alone is not as good as the happiness of everyone."
"Master Zhuang, just let me broaden my horizons!"
"OK then!"
Everyone is looking forward to seeing you.
Zhuang Zhou stopped hiding and opened the bag he brought.
Then he took out a bottle of white wine first.
This is a bottle of 45-degree thick sauce and flavored Langjiu.
It is a low-alcohol liquor.
But when Zhuang Zhou put the wine on the table.
Everyone looked over at once.
But their focus is not wine.
But a wine bottle.
"Hey! This glass vase is so transparent, it's a treasure!"
"Indeed! Such transparent colored glaze is really rare."
"..."
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
But the focus of discussion was not liquor.
But this wine bottle.
Especially Wang Zhigui.
His face looked very sad.
He once bought a glass tea set from Zhuangzhou.
Still not willing to sell it.
There are also glass bracelets, which are also kept as treasures at home.
After all, these are rare glazed products!
But now!
Zhuang Zhou actually used such a precious glass bottle to store wine?
Isn't this a waste of natural resources?
Wang Zhigui was really heartbroken when he saw this.
But what puzzled him even more.
Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to care at all about such glazed products.
So, it seems that he holds a large number of such glazed products in his hand?
If this is the case.
Wouldn’t the glassware in my collection no longer be a unique treasure in the world!
If this is the case, I will draw my sword and kill him.
Just now.
Zhuang Zhou was in his bag again and casually took out ten small glass glasses for drinking liquor.
"???"
"??"
"?"
Wang Zhigui's eyes swept away.
Each of these glass wine glasses is crystal clear.
Extremely beautiful!
Wang Zhigui suddenly felt that the colored glazes he collected were no longer fragrant!
At this moment, his blood was boiling.
"no!"
"calm!"
"I need to calm down!"
Take a few deep breaths.
Wang Zhigui tried his best to endure it and warned himself not to draw the sword!