The first thing Xiang Zhirou saw was not the content of these three sentences, but the font!

This... There are many famous calligraphers in Daqian. Those who study regular script carefully, their writing is like a knife, and they have their own muscles and bones.

Those who study cursive calligraphy carefully will have beautiful handwriting and elegant writing, which also has a certain flavor.

But she had never seen this kind of font, so wild and uninhibited, and the words made people feel the overwhelming pride in the heart of the person who wrote it.

It's okay to be wild and uninhibited, but the bones of the font are still there, and it doesn't have the integrity of regular script.

Someone who can write these words must be a master of calligraphy.

Xiang Zhirou was even more surprised. She didn't expect that someone actually replied to the little questions she wrote in her spare time, and it was a master of calligraphy.

Let’s look at the first sentence first: “The boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Huaihe River flows!”

This...is this a seven-character rhymed poem? Or a seven-character quatrain?

I have read a lot of poetry, but I have never heard such amazing poetry.

Xiang Zhirou remembers her first question. It was early autumn, and she didn't know what the situation was like on both sides of the Huaihe River.

That person answered with this poem, which is quite reasonable.

She just closed her eyes, and the two sides of the Huaihe River appeared in her mind. The autumn wind was bleak, and the leaves fell with the wind, falling into the endless flow of the Huaihe River, and disappeared with the river.

This person is not only a master of calligraphy, but also has great attainments in poetry!

Xiang Zhirou couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart.

This is followed by the second sentence: "There are three million intellectuals in the world, but they must lower their eyebrows when they meet me!"

The corresponding question is that the Huainan Poetry Festival is about to begin, and I don’t know what kind of poems those literati can produce.

When the other party answered with this, the meaning was obvious - he looked down upon the poems written by Huainan literary circles and thought they were not as good as his.

Normally, Xiang Zhirou would inevitably be angry when she saw such a sentence.

There are not only many literati in the Huainan literary world, but also some great masters. How can such slander be allowed?

What's more, in the spring of previous years, there were quite a few people from Huainan on the Jinshi list.

But after reading the first sentence, she was not that angry.

I just feel that although this person is popular, he is really talented and learned.

He is still a crazy student.

This is how the world is. If you have the ability, if you are not arrogant, it will be unreasonable.

If you have no ability and still act arrogantly, you are a clown.

What ability, what attitude.

In the third sentence, Xiang Zhirou asks, what kind of woman is worthy of being called the most beautiful woman in the world?

The other party's answer was surprisingly simple: "A woman who lowers her head and cannot see her toes is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

What kind of answer is this? Why is it that if you can’t see your toes, you are stunningly beautiful?

Xiang Zhirou was full of doubts.

But she was a good child who loved to practice and gain true knowledge. She immediately stood up, straightened her back, and looked down from above.

I found that my toes were indeed missing!

What I saw was...

He was immediately ashamed and scolded: "He is still a slut!"

Xiang Zhirou stayed where she was, thinking for a while, and finally picked up the pen and paper.

I don’t want to talk to Dentuzi either, but his literary talent is really good.

"I would like to ask, sir, if you could complete this seven-character poem and give it to the little girl."

"Please rest assured, sir, that this will never be leaked to anyone without your permission."

After writing, roll it into a small cylinder again and stuff it into the bamboo tube.

Then he urged: "Xiaoqing, go quickly."

Xiaoqing flapped his wings to express his dissatisfaction.

As if to say, I worked hard to deliver the letter to you without even giving you a drink of water.

...

In recent days, Zhang Tao has been very irritable.

The Huainan Poetry Fair was getting closer, but he still couldn't get the recipes for three new wines.

This made Boss Zhang criticize him quite a bit, which was not a good sign.

They are all bosses, they are just wine sellers, so why should they be so strictly guarded?

But today, things seem to be taking a turn for the better.

In the past, masters had rules and could only make wine in the distillery.

Whoever leaves last will lock the door. If something goes wrong, it will also be easy to hold accountable.

Today happened to be the last time Lao Li came out, and he actually forgot to close the door!

This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Tao!

Take a look, what does it mean to have God help me? This is what it means to have God help me!

He quietly slipped into the distillery of his dreams and found that it was indeed different.

In the open space in the middle, every one meter apart, there is a half-person-high glass bottle erected.

Zhang Tao found it very novel, and the bottle was also a bit strange, with two heads growing out of it. But he didn't care much, after all, Lao Litou would come back to close the door at any time, and his urgent task was to find the formula quickly.

He walked around and finally found a box under the desk.

There was a cover on the box, and when I opened it, I saw a booklet, which was densely written in small regular script.

this...

I can't read either.

He continued to turn back, and soon, Zhang Tao frowned, and then he was overjoyed.

It’s true that he can’t read, but he can understand pictures!

Isn’t this picture the steps of making wine?

Now you’ve found the right one!

After he succeeded, Zhang Tao did not dare to stay for a long time, so he immediately took the booklet and left.

Little did he know, two figures were in the shadows, looking at his back and sneering.

Old Li Tou said: "Uncle Fu is really good at predicting things. I have long noticed that Zhang Tao has been sneaking around these past few days. But I didn't expect that he would dare to do such a big thing."

Uncle Fu replied: "I'm so good at predicting things. This is all the young master's idea."

"My boss has such wisdom, he must have read books!"

When Uncle Fu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little carried away.

There's no point in praising him, he's past that age where he needs flattery.

But praising the young master, in his heart, is not to mention that he has benefited a lot.

So even though he knew that Gu Beichuan was a mess in reading, Uncle Fu still nodded like a fool.

"That's because the young master feels sorry for me, so he goes into business."

"Otherwise, the young master of the Gu family will have to have a successor."

"If Miss, there is knowledge under the spring, she will definitely be able to smile."

Lao Li couldn't speak, so he could only nod his head.

"Okay, don't forget the young master's instructions. You don't need me to teach you what to do next, right?"

"Old man, don't worry, Uncle Fu can rest assured."

"Well, once this is done, the young master will give you a full 50% wage increase!"

...

Midnight, Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Xing looked at the drink in front of him and the pamphlet in his hand, his expression a little gloomy.

"You said Liu Ji brewed three types of wine: Hero's Drunk, Talent's Brew, and Hongxiu Zhao."

"Is this the gentlest red-sleeved move?"

"Not bad." Zhang Tao nodded.

The corners of Zhang Xing's mouth twitched, and his face became a little confused.

Hong Xiuzhao is positioned as a women's drink, and its alcohol content and purity are the lowest among the three types of wine.

But the taste just now told him that this wine was far better than his own Chunxiao.

Are you...are you really serious? How can this compare?

But then, his gaze became intense again when he looked at the pamphlet.

"Are you sure this is Liu Ji's secret recipe for brewing three types of wine?"
Chapter completed!