Unexpectedly, the woman first pursed her lips, then frowned, and then opened her bright eyes, raised her luminous cup, shook her head, and commented dissatisfiedly: "It's harder than the human-headed donkey 1913 that I used to drink.

I drank too much, and it’s a pity that such a good vessel was ruined!” Even the old man often drank less than one-tenth of the Maotai, and he was just drunk.

The whole audience was shocked and fell into silence. That was truly a famous wine that was hard to find. Wu Chuan sneered: "Grandstanding!"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Fu Yunche clenched his fists gloomily.

Su Mengdie saw that everyone was groaning, and Yu Ruolin even narrowed his eyes. He put down the luminous cup and said: "I will give you a unique wine with both hands!" Then he sat down calmly and calmly.

Fu Yunche seemed to be smiling, but he squeezed out an annoyed scolding from between his teeth: "I didn't know that my beloved concubine can make wine!" Not to mention the unique words, the veins on his forehead began to protrude. If he makes a fool of himself again, he will be punished without mercy.

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"I know a lot, cocktails, wine, champagne, foreign wine, have you ever drank it? Anyway, you are going to put me in the cold palace, so we will not interfere with each other. The eight immortals will show their magic powers across the sea. I will bring honor to my Su family, and I will win glory for my Su family.

You have nothing to do with it!" He also laughed and ventriloquised, Fu Yunche, Fu Yunche, don't come here to ask my aunt what she knows. If you learn to be rich, my aunt has millions of cars and antiques in her head, and you still come to talk to her about wine, Guan Gong

Playing a machete in front of the door, he thought of something and continued: "Did you see it? Those people sitting at the back are all here to look for Bole. You'd better think of a way to catch them!"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched. He had indeed never heard of the wine she was talking about, let alone tasted it. She knew how to use people well, so why was there such a huge difference from the rumors? Ying's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Bole? Who is Bole?

?" Why do you have to come to Bole?

Su Mengdie turned her head awkwardly and looked at the man in surprise. He didn't look like he was joking: "You don't even know Bole? Are you sure you have really read the book?"

There was a crisp sound of "click", which was the crunching sound of bones when clenching a fist. Was she wrong? She was always angry, moody, etc...

How could she forget that there is indeed no word 'Bole' here? She whispered in embarrassment: "Once upon a time, there was a man named Bole, who was born in troubled times. Once, Bole was entrusted by a certain king to buy a horse that could travel thousands of miles a day.

It was the royal horse of a certain king, so Bole visited various places. Finally, he accidentally saw a horse pulling a salt truck, moving very hard on the steep slope. The horse was so tired that it was panting, and Bole lost his mind.

Walking towards the horse, when the horse saw Bole, it suddenly raised its head and neighed loudly, as if it was confiding something. Bole judged from the voice that this was a rare horse, so he said to the driver, "This horse is here."

For galloping on the battlefield, no horse can match it, but for pulling a cart, it is not as good as an ordinary horse. You might as well sell it to me.', and this horse became the royal horse of a certain king.

A certain king galloped on the battlefield, traveled thousands of miles in a day, his horse was strong and powerful, surpassed all the horses, made great achievements, and was loved. If he had not met Bole, how could he have achieved such achievements? Therefore, some people who have no talent are suffering.

Waiting for Bole to appreciate them, they only look for Bole, Bole is a close friend, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!