What I drank just now seemed to be cooking wine. Didn’t it mean that it was aged ten years?

It seems to be rice wine, and it is also a hot rice wine. Although Ximen Qing's body seems to accept this kind of rice wine very much, psychologically speaking, it is still a bit unacceptable.

From the time I came to my own, except for a few areas in the south, most rice wine was used to make cooking wine and cook delicacies instead of drinking.

Imagine if a buddy comes to you for a drink, and there is no alcohol at home. Should you go downstairs to buy wine or go downstairs to buy wine? If you find a bottle of cooking wine from the kitchen, I’m afraid that the buddy will break up with you.

Although I was not a good person to drink before traveling through time, I still knew about it. In other words, the mainstream of the south is yellow wine, and the mainstream of the north is white wine. Qinghe County is in Shandong, so it is naturally the north.

If the owner of the wealthy house had not retreated, Ximen Qing would like to grab his clothes and ask: "Brother, have you taken the wrong jar? We are Shandong, not Zhejiang. This jar is the Guyue Longshan used for cooking in the kitchen, please change the jar to Erguotou!"

"Good wine! It's so good wine!" When Ximen Qing was still struggling, Zhu Magistrate next to him smelled it slightly, then drank it all, and smiled: "Ten years old daughter Hong, there are not many jars in Qinghe County. The poster has invested a lot this time."

Daughter is red! It’s indeed rice wine!

Ximen Qing turned his face aside in pain, and happened to see Doctor Bai also stuffed himself in one mouthful. He savored carefully, smacked his lips twice, and then wrote two lines of poetry: "Lanling wine, tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But the owner can get drunk with guests, and he doesn't know where it is a foreign land!"

"The poem by Li Bai, a poet of the previous dynasty!" Zhu Zhixian said in a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the doctor Bai's medical skills were not only superb, but also could recite poems and essays. This poem happened to suit the situation, and the literary attainments of the doctor Bai must be quite low."

Doctor Bai was humble, but he was quite complacent in his words: "Adults are too rewarding! Although the villain studied medicine when he was young, he was familiar with poetry, especially those who liked the poet Li Bai. In Tokyo, he often went to bed with his two or three friends and drank and wrote poems. This is a joy in life."

While speaking, Doctor Bai looked at Ximen Qing intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes full of provocation: "It seems that the great official is also a person in the wine hall. It is rare to have a chance today, so why not give me a song?"

Zhu Magistrate sat in the middle and smiled slightly when he heard what Dr. Bai said: "The pharmacy shop passed down by Ximen Xiandi is a good businessman, but it is a bit embarrassing to let him write poetry."

Everyone in Qinghe County knew about Ximen Qing's life and food, and doing things in the past and fourteenth. But it was indeed a deliberate way to make Ximen Qing feel embarrassed by the fact that Ximen Qing was taking advantage of this matter.

It would be fine if it was Ximen Qing before, but now I have traveled through time. When I was a child, I have recited hundreds of poems and poems about Tang and Song lyrics. Is it still afraid of you? A tiger does not show off, so you think I am a sick cat. If you can recite the wine poems of Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, I can give you the whole classic of Li Bai. How about drinking?

Ximen Qing first pretended to be difficult, and then slapped the table: "Come, let's fill the wine! How can you write a poem without wine? As the saying goes: The world is big in wine, and the moon is long in the pot!"

"Oh?" Zhu Magistrate Zhu browed. He didn't expect Ximen Qing to have such a few sentences. And he sounded like a poem was still behind. Today, Ximen Qing was really surprised: "Okay, okay, all are full!"

"Ximen Daguan Ren, the world is big in wine, and the moon is long in the pot is good to be a signboard for a wine shop, but it is not a poem..." Doctor Bai still didn't relax.

Before he could finish speaking, Ximen Qing's expression changed, and he frowned and drank the refilled wine. Half of it was true, because Ximen Qing really couldn't get used to drinking rice wine from the spirit, especially the warm ones; half was artificial, in order to highlight the comedy effect of the wine and poetry.

"Don't you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, flowing to the sea without returning."

The first sentence of "Asking to Drink" blurted out, and Ximen Qing deliberately elongated his tone, Magistrate Zhu shouted at the first glance, as if he was even more respectful of this "My Brother Ximen".

The doctor Bai, who was sitting opposite, twitched his face twice, as if he was trying his best to restrain his surprise.

Ximen Qing looked at Zhu Magistrate, then looked at Dr. Bai, who had a very beautiful face, and then recited it:

"You haven't seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, like black hair and snow in the evening."

"You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

"I was born with my talents and I will be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone."

After memorizing these three sentences, Zhu Magistrate was already shaking his head and recited it in a low voice. Then Siyi raised her glass and raised her neck, and fucked her daughter Hong. The master next to him rushed forward and filled it again.

Doctor Bai was not interested in drinking, but instead held the Eight Immortals Table with both hands and acted. His white face was struggling a little red, his eyes were staring at Ximen Qing, his ears were straight, afraid that he would miss a word.

Isn’t Ximen Qing a person who is not doing his job properly and bullying men and women? How could he recite the poet Li Bai’s “About Wine” so smoothly? How is this possible?

No, this is not true! This guy will definitely memorize the wrong thing. Even if he memorizes a word, he is ignorant! He can blame himself and regain the game.

At this moment, Doctor Bai opened and closed his mouth silently, and was also silently reciting it. This scene seemed as if the fish caught were trying hard to breathe even a trace of oxygen from the air.

But this is obviously futile, because most fish cannot breathe from the air with their gills, and Dr. Bai is in this situation.

The master also filled our Ximen official again and gave us a look of appreciation. No wonder, for the master, Ximen Qing is more familiar with it and it is easier to stand on Ximen Qing's side, let alone Ximen Qing's performance today was beyond everyone's expectations.

Ximen Qing smiled knowingly, looked at Doctor Bai, whose forehead was gradually bulging with blue veins, and then had a drink of pleasure. This time, he seemed not so resistant to rice wine. It turns out that life is full of joy, so don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty.

Ximen Qing cleared his throat and continued to recite it:

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng, you're going to drink, don't stop the glass."

"Sing a song with you, please listen to me."

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk."

"I will never wake up again, but I will never wake up again. I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk." Zhu Magistrate also had a drink and continued to shake his head. He looked a bit like a young man dancing and having fun in the disco: "I am worthy of being a poet. This song "About Wine" is really classic! Brother Ximen, keep going, this county is waiting!"

"Sir, I dare not obey orders?" Ximen Qing knew that from now on, his image in Zhu Zhixian's eyes had completely different, and replied happily.

Doctor Bai, opposite, was almost pressing on the Eight Immortals table, and his voice was a little hoarse: "The official Ximen was very fluent in his back, which was really unexpected..."

Ximen Qing ignored him. As he memorized the song "Asking in the Wine", he seemed to feel a sense of throbbing in his heart. As expected, like this kind of poetry, drinking and singing while chanting is the correct explanation. How can students who recite like a robot in the classroom understand the artistic conception in the poem?

I traveled to this world for no reason. I was originally ignorant, but now through this song "Asking to Wine", Ximen Qing seemed to vaguely see the infinite opportunities ahead waiting for him.

A good poem can really make people float three hundred cups.

"Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drank were left with their names."

"When King Chen was having a banquet for Pingle, he ate a lot of wine and was cheerful."

"What does the master say is that he has little money? He has to buy a drink with you."

"A horse with a thousand gold fur, I call you to exchange for fine wine and get rid of your eternal sorrow."

After finishing the lyrics of "Jiangjinjiu", Ximen Qing was immersed in that artistic conception and could not extricate himself. His right hand subconsciously played with the mutton fat jade pendant; while Zhu Magistrate even closed his eyes slightly, his beard shook, and obviously he was experiencing that artistic conception. Only Doctor Bai, who was opposite, released his hands that had been holding the table tightly, leaning back weakly.

Until the last word, there was no error. This made Doctor Bai, who had originally held a glimmer of hope, completely fall into the endless abyss.

Ximen Qing became heavier in his eyes, as if he was an insurmountable mountain.

"My brother Ximen, I really didn't expect it." After a long time, Zhu Zhixian opened his eyes and looked at Ximen Qing with extremely praise: "This county always thought that Mr. Ximen only knew the way of management, but he didn't expect that he would be familiar with this poem, and even had a deep understanding of the artistic conception in the poem. Countless people have read this poem "Jiangjinjiu". Brother Ximen is the best among them, and he truly understood the artistic conception of the immortal poetry. It really surprised the county."

Ximen Qing smiled and raised his glass: "Sir, it's too good. It's all about this daughter Hong's credit. If it weren't for this daughter Hong, the young student would be considered a show of ugly Luo." Then he raised his glass and signaled to Dr. Bai: "Brother Yaozu, what do you think? With this ten-year wine, how can you not drink three hundred cups?"

"Haha, Brother Ximen, if you and I drink three hundred cups, I'm afraid the owner of this wealthy house will look ugly?" Zhu Zhixian said along the topic.

The doctor Bai, who had hoped that he would be completely destroyed, drank his daughter Hong in great pain, threw the cup on the table, and bowed to the magistrate: "Sir, the villain is unable to drink, so he will take his leave first."

Zhu Magistrate looked at Dr. Bai meaningfully: "Doctor Bai is exhausted and he should have more rest. Master, you can send Dr. Bai to this county."

Doctor Bai smiled bitterly and stopped the master who was trying to send him off: "No need, sir, let me serve you here. It doesn't matter if my family is waiting downstairs." After that, he walked out of the private room with a little mopping the floor, as if he was exhausted.

"Brother Yaozu, don't forget to go to Xiaosheng's pharmacy shop in Mingri, Xiaosheng will introduce you to you." Ximen Qing smiled and shouted from behind: "If you are tired from the journey and have poor health, then let's talk about it in a few days, it won't be a big deal."

Doctor Bai nodded weakly, saying goodbye, and retreated.
Chapter completed!