Chapter 19

Not to mention that it is no use to make complaints about the various kinds of tucks in the group. I am not Qiao Feng, who has entered the pub with Qin Feng and sat on the table of the pub.

"Boss, what kind of wine do you have?" I'm not Qiao Feng. After looking around, he asked. Let alone, this tavern feels a little antique. In vernacular, this tavern is a little interesting.

Qin Feng didn't speak. He raised his chin and motioned to the other party to look at the wall. Maybe it was systematically cultivated. Now Qin Feng is much colder. If you come in for a drink, you'll drink and say anything.

If possible, Qin Feng wants to pour wine directly. After all, there is a kind of wine now, and there is nothing to choose. The key problem is that he is afraid that the other party won't drink it after seeing the price of the wine.

And Qin Feng is 100% sure that the other party will ask why there is only one kind of wine

"Boss, there's only one kind here..." unfortunately, I'm not Qiao Feng. Qin Feng interrupted me before I finished.

"Drink or not!" Qin Feng asked with a trace of impatience.

I'm not Qiao Feng. I seem to be the only guest in your tavern. Even if you sell expensive wine, even if there is only one kind of wine. I haven't said anything yet. You're impatient

However, I don't know why. Under the momentum of Qin Feng, I'm not Qiao Feng's instant advice: "drink..."

"That's right. I said earlier. Pay first and then drink." Qin Feng said faintly.

Yes, I promised. Drink it. I'm not Qiao Feng who obediently counted out a thousand oceans and handed it over. Qin Feng always doesn't change money

Let me mention it here. I am not Qiao Feng. I will call him Qiao Feng. I am a very idle guy. And I am a guy who is not bad money. So, for everyone, it is one thousand yuan to keep the eye tested.

Maybe you can see that this guy belongs to the late stage of the second disease of the great Xia, because his occupation is a martial arts novelist. He likes to watch and write martial arts. At the same time, he also most highly praises the atmosphere of "three cups of promise, five mountains are light" in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

In the vernacular, I don't treat money as money after a few drinks

Qin Feng went into the winery and put in the materials needed for brewing one by one. Of course, before that, I don't forget to light sandalwood.

Brother Qiao Feng sat there bored waiting for the wine to be served. He became more and more curious about the tavern. A tavern called wine Xianju and a tavern named Qiongjiang Yuye had only one kind of wine!

It doesn't matter if it's expensive. In brother Qiao Feng's opinion, if the wine is good, it will certainly be expensive. It doesn't matter if it's expensive. As long as the wine is good, brother Qiao Feng will drink it when he's broke.

In other words, he has made a lot of money over the years. Almost two-thirds of his money is spent on drinking. Even the underground wine that has become an antique for some time wants to get back and drink it. He says he wants to feel the atmosphere of that year, and he doesn't know what can be felt in the wine. Anyway, this guy doesn't have much alcohol

Card wipe card wipe a few photos. I'm not Qiao Feng who introduced them into the group. After all, he is still responsible for "live broadcasting".

"Let's see. This is the tavern. It feels good. The boss went to the back to get the wine and threw me here alone."

Half awake Fox: "there's nothing to say inside the tavern. At first glance, it hasn't been hardbound, that is, it has a strong ancient flavor. The key is to look at the wine. If the wine is not good, I must smash the sign of his wine fairy house!"

Monkey in the tree at the meeting: "so, there is only one kind of wine in this shop, and it's expensive, isn't it?"

(in order to avoid people thinking that I'm making up the number of words, I'll use the following name from now on, although I've made up a few chapters, ha ha, just don't make a face...)

Speaking normally, brother Qiao Feng immediately asked, "monkey, how do you know? I haven't said it yet."

Monkey (feeble): "it's obvious in your picture that there is only one kind of wine, and a pot is 999. The boss didn't change it!"

Qiao Feng: "

Xueer: "wait, brother Qiao Feng, there seems to be a censer over there. Does this pub still put censers?"

Qiao Feng sniffed hard. Sure enough, there was a faint aroma in the tavern, but it was very clear, so there was no special feeling. But now, with such a smell, a fragrance immediately spread all over the body from the nose!

Brother Qiao Feng only reads wine and doesn't understand anything else, but from his layman's point of view, this thing is also a good thing!

In the back winery, Qin Feng seems to have been thunderbolt!

"Are you kidding me? I don't know anything! "

"This is for the sake of the host. How can the heirs of jiujianxian not understand wine!"

"The heirs of jiujianxian can't help but understand the sword. How about you turn me into Superman?"

"Jiujianxian is not Superman... The specific situation will be known after the host is upgraded. Please try your best to complete the task and get through the novice stage!"

Well, Qin Feng made wine well. As a result, he killed himself and asked whether the system needed to master the knowledge of wine. As a result, the system informed that it was still in the novice stage (brewing Xiaobai). After the upgrade, Qin Feng had to make wine by his own skill

Not that there is no black technology, but that Qin Feng must really upgrade himself from brewing Xiaobai, which means that this extremely convenient brewing method will disappear in the future

But he finally knew the good news. If he didn't expect it wrong, jiujianxian still left the sword in the system. After all, he is good at both wine and sword... He just needs to upgrade, and he has to make his own wine after upgrading.

It's not true to force Liang Wei naked. However, I really want to fly with my sword

Five minutes later, lihuabai was put into the wine pot again. Qin Feng picked up a tray and went outside.

"Your wine!" He lightly dropped a word and woke up brother Qiao Feng, who was hi in Zhengshui group.

At this glance, brother Qiao Feng can't live without his eyes

Is this really a wine pot and bowl? Shouldn't this kind of thing be carefully held by the auctioneer wearing white gloves at the auction? How could you "throw" it in front of me so casually

Forget it, I'd better have a drink first. What if it's just a wine pot.

As soon as he grabbed the wine pot, brother Qiao Feng poured himself a bowl of wine. For a moment, a light but profound fragrance flowed into his nose

"It's really the third drunk family next door!" Brother Qiao Feng sighed. It's really true. He never thought about it. It's just the aroma of the wine that makes him feel intoxicated.

Looking at the wine carefully, there is no trace of variegated color. It condenses at the edge of the jade bowl. At a glance, it looks like there is no wine in the bowl!

If the perfect color, flavor and taste are the highest evaluation of Chinese food, then this bowl of wine, just pouring out, has accounted for two items. Although it is wine, in the eyes of wine lovers like Qiao Feng, it is no less than a table full of men and Han