Chapter 180

"Sir, your wine has been warmed. Will you bring it up now?" The beautiful waiter looked at the waste respectfully. In her hand, she held a wine jar tightly and put it on the table.

"Send it up." Idly glanced at the dishes that had been delivered one after another, smiled and nodded to the waiter.

The waiter turned and went out, but Liu Yuanzong looked at the wine jar placed on the table and was stunned.

He began to idle away saying that it was a jar, but he didn't pay attention to it, but until he saw it, he found that this jar of wine was a jar of ten kilograms.

Of course, it is impossible for the waiter to warm all the wasted time, but only two catties of them are warmed, and the saved eight catties are still stored in the jar.

Liu Yuanzong had a slight contempt in his heart, but after seeing the wine jar, he disappeared.

As the direct descendant of a rich family and the leader of the third generation of Liu family, whose roots are Miao Hong, his knowledge is far more than anyone else.

As the saying goes, you know wine by looking at the jar, but this jar is very particular.

The simple altar body has a strong smell of soil. At first glance, it is known that it has been buried underground for a long time. Although Liu Yuanzong can't see the specific years of burial, the black pottery altar body has been soaked in soil and changed color, which shows that it must be at least decades.

Moreover, the workmanship of the wine jar is extremely exquisite. Even if there is no wine in it, it can be worth a good price if you take it out like this.

To put it bluntly, the wine jar itself may be regarded as an antique.

How could the wine in such a wine jar be of poor quality!

In his heart, Liu Yuanzong's curiosity was successfully adjusted. Of course, there was also the joy of good wine.

"Wasted, I'm afraid the wine has been put away for many years?"

With an indifferent smile, in front of the future brother-in-law, he certainly won't sell off: "it's almost a hundred years."

In fact, when it comes to the specific years, he really doesn't know, because this is Zhitong's private possession.

In Zhitong's words, this wine was buried by Shizu at that time and has been sealed until now. There are only three jars left in the whole Xishan temple.

He wouldn't have taken it out anyway if he hadn't wasted his time going to his uncle.

Although Shifu is obscene and has no lower limit, he knows one thing, that is, Shifu will not lie about such things, because he is a person with wine.

As for why Shifu suddenly took out such a jar of good wine, it was not clear at first, but now he understood it, because since he stepped into this Golden Jade hall, he felt that Liu Yan's family background was not simple.

My brother-in-law is definitely an awesome person. Just looking at that look, and the superiority and calmness deep into the bones, are not what ordinary people can have.

"A hundred years?" Liu Yuanzong's eyes suddenly changed. He stared at the wine jar placed on the table, and the waves had turned in his heart.

To say what kind of good wine, as long as it is available in China, it can always be obtained with the strength of Liu Yuanzong's family background, but the century old good wine has absolutely no market.

Since the founding of the people's Republic of China, there has been no hundred years, let alone so many years of war and exile. In that precarious era, who has spare time to store good wine?

Therefore, he believed that this jar of wine was absolutely extraordinary, but he could not imagine that this jar of wine could last for a hundred years, and his eyes immediately showed a touch of suspicion.

"Puff!"

On one side, gold inlaid jade sneered directly.

Liu Yan has been chatting with her all the time, but her attention has not been completely transferred from here, but she has always listened to the conversation here, especially when the waiter brought such an earthy wine altar.

More secretly ridiculed in my heart: what a bumpkin!

Until she wasted a hundred years, she could no longer bear the contempt and disdain in her heart, and laughed directly.

"A hundred years? How dare you say that! "

Man's sarcastic words made Liu Yan's face sink directly. Liu Yuanzong's face also changed slightly, but he didn't stop it.

Because he didn't believe that he could take out a hundred years old wine in vain.

In vain, he just smiled and didn't argue.

But his expression clearly stimulated Jin Xiangyu: "ha, if this jar is really 100 years old, no, if it can be 50 years, I will raise my hands to support you and Xiao Yan!"

The fine awn in her wasted eyes burst out and her momentum was strong. At this moment, Jin Xiangyu suddenly had no reason to fear. She only experienced this feeling in the Liu family's old man and her grandfather.

However, the momentum on the wasted body was like a rainbow, but it was put away in an instant, which made her think it was her own illusion.

But Liu Yuanzong, who was next to him, even if it was only for a moment, he also looked at it, and his heart immediately hit the shore like a startling wave, which was inexplicable. The young man, it's not easy! This momentum alone is more solid than herself. I really don't know what kind of boyfriend Xiao Yan is looking for?

As soon as his mind opened, he realized himself, so he put away his momentum and looked at Jin Xiangyu with a indifferent smile: "sister-in-law, can you take your words seriously?"

"Hum! When will I stop counting when I talk to Jin Xiangyu? " Looking at the determination of the wasted face, Jin Xiangyu's heart secretly gave birth to a touch of uneasiness, but she forced it down in an instant.

What waves can such a steamed stuffed bun turn out? How can it be aged for a hundred years? I have never heard of such rich families as Jin family and Liu family, let alone such a small Zhenhai.

"Good!" His wasted eyes suddenly lit up and he hit them with both hands.

"Pa!" Crisp applause broke out and the door of the room was pushed open.

A beautiful waitress with a faint smile on her face is extremely beautiful. As she moves around, the wings of her nose fan slightly. It seems that she has inhaled fairy gas, which makes her face a touch of intoxicating blush.

Her hands carefully carried a tray. On the tray, there were two glass bottles, and wisps of hot air overflowed from the fine mouth of the glass bottle.

A strong aroma of wine directly filled the huge Golden Jade hall.

At this moment, in addition to wasted time, the rest of the people were drunk, drunk in the overflowing aroma of wine, drunk in the crisp to the bone.

Like in the clouds, endless travel, like in Wonderland, nostalgia and forgetting to return.

The faint aroma of wine continuously penetrated into everyone's nose and got drunk before drinking. However, all the people in the field brought out a touch of intoxicating red, as if they were smiling like flowers.

On the wasted face, until this time, there was a touch of light unfathomable.