"Ah Yan Xiaowen was very embarrassed. He felt that he had lost his face and had to recover some. He said, "how do you know it must be the wine of Mutong winery?" Duan Hong took the cork from the wine bottle, put it in front of Yan Xiaowen's face and said, "boss Yan, you have the logo of Mutong winery on it."“ Er - ha ha, yes! Brother Duan is really erudite and talented, and Yan admires him. " Duan Hong said modestly, "it's nothing. I don't even have half the knowledge of the second master." He is telling the truth. In master Kucao's cellar, it can be said that it is the best wine in the world, but there is no such 80 year old wine because it is not qualified. Duan Hong used to drink dry red wine in 1982 as tap water in the cellar. If Yan Xiaowen knew that, he would have to drop his chin. Originally wanted to show off, but did not expect to meet the expert, Yan Xiaowen immediately divert his attention, found that Wu re in his car to search around, like a wolf, take everything to his pocket“ Brother, are you looking for matches Yan Xiaowen saw him dry in his mouth with a cigar asked, in fact, want to make him more stable. Wu re sat back beside Duan Hong and said, "matches? I smoke and matches? A joke Then he stretched out his right hand, thumb and middle finger, hit a ring finger, a trace of flame like a lighter appeared in the thumb. Light the cigar“ Ah, ha ha, master Wure can do magic, ha ha, I admire you. " Yan xiaowendao. Duan Hong shook his head and grinned bitterly. Wu re frowned, two red eyebrows twisted together, holding a cigar in one hand, spit out a mouthful of smoke, sprayed on Yan Xiaowen's face, said: "old man, are you wrong? I can't do magic. " With that, he stretched out his right hand and shook it violently. A mass of purple fireworks appeared on the palm. The temperature in the car suddenly rose. The light of the fire reflected Yan Xiaowen's surprised face. His mouth was open enough to swallow an egg“ Wure, low key! Keep a low profile. " Duan Hong reminded“ Yes, yes Wure immediately nodded and bowed, as if from a proud lone wolf into a loyal dog, quickly took back the palm, the fire disappeared. A cold sweat came down from Yan Xiaowen's forehead, and his eyes were big and round: this - this - isn't he a human, how can a human set fire? When I saw Wu re's face to Duan Hong, I was even more shocked: is Duan Hong human? Is the world crazy? Is this a blockbuster of the United States of America? What Superman, what magic four, all shit! These two are the real experts. I met them. It's so damn cool!