Liu Zhiyin was still preparing to make wine and blend it as usual.
"Sister-in-law, put less water this time." Li Changan said.
Liu Zhiyin raised her beautiful eyes and said nothing, but there was doubt in her eyes.
"Zhang Ji Winery needs better wine now. The wine we had before was not enough." Li Changan did not tell everything, for fear that Liu Zhiyin would be worried.
Liu Zhiyin nodded, wiped his forehead, and continued to add firewood to the boiler.
Looking at the ashes on his sister-in-law's forehead, Li Changan shouted with a smile, and then pointed to his forehead.
Liu Zhiyin was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing. He raised his hand to wipe his forehead, only to find that the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became.
Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He walked forward and knelt down, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped it gently and carefully.
Liu Zhiyin's body suddenly tensed up and he held his breath.
The air was filled with the scent of wine pulp, but the faint smell of starched clothes on Li Changan's body still penetrated his nose slightly.
Liu Zhiyin lowered his head unconsciously, and his heart skipped a beat unsatisfactorily.
"There's something else going on at Zhang Ji's Restaurant. I'll bring some wine there first. I may have to stay at Boss Zhang's place for a while in the next two days." Li Changan said softly, "Sister-in-law, please remember to eat at home, so you don't have to leave it for me."
"Hmm..." Liu Zhiyin's soft nasal voice answered him.
Li Changan re-blended the brewed wine, then carried two gourds and prepared to go out.
Before he could go out, Liu Zhiyin stopped him, "Erlang, drink the medicine first."
Seeing Li Changan's distorted face after drinking the medicine, Liu Zhiyin couldn't help but smile. His smiling eyes were like a half-moon reflected in the water.
After washing his hands, Liu Zhiyin returned to the east room, took out a paper bag, held a piece of preserved fruit and handed it to Li Changan, "Here, eat one to suppress the bitter taste."
Li Changan opened his mouth subconsciously, and saw the sweet and sour preserved fruit, as well as the warm fingertips.
Subconsciously smacking his lips.
Liu Zhiyin retracted her hand in panic, ran back to the kitchen without saying a word, and refused to show her face again.
Li Changan touched his nose and left home awkwardly.
Arrive at Zhang Kee Restaurant.
Zhang Fugui and Gu Jiaoyu were still sitting at the back table.
I saw Li Changan still carrying two wine gourds in his hands.
"Chang'an, this is...?"
"This is our future wine, newly blended, bring it to Boss Zhang and Gu Jiaoyu to try."
"Oh? Then hurry up." Gu Jiaoyu is not a heavy drinker, but he has a special liking for wine, especially the wine brewed by Li Changan, which has become his favorite recently.
The wine is clear and the aroma of the wine is a bit more intense.
Gu Jiaoyu shrugged his nose, and his thin, stern face actually looked like an old naughty boy.
After drinking a glass, Gu Jiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Not bad, not bad, even better than the previous wine."
"The aroma of this wine is really different from the ones outside." As he said that, Gu Jiaoyu poured another glass for Zhang Fugui, "Try it."
Zhang Fugui took it and took a sip, also surprised, "Chang'an, how did you make this wine?"
“The taste is refreshing and not a bit thick. I’ve had this feeling before, but it’s especially strong today.”
“It’s not the same as the wine outside.”
"Hehe, it has been improved recently. It doesn't have too many impurities, and it will definitely taste better." Li Changan smiled.
Zhang Fugui asked, "They join forces, what are you going to do?"
"We might as well wait for two or three days to get a clear picture of the enemy's situation. It won't make much sense for us to act rashly, and we will be exposed first." Li Changan poured another glass of wine for Gu Jiaoyu and Zhang Fugui.
"A thousand cups of wine is too little when you meet a close friend, so I propose a toast to both of you."
As he spoke, he raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
Gu Jiaoyu looked at Li Changan intently, put his hands on his hands and said with a smile, "When you drink with a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. What a sentence. I knew you had poetic talent last time at Wangxing Tower. Is this sentence a complete poem?"
"Gu Jiaoyu was so complimentary. The article was originally written by nature and was accidentally picked up by a skilled hand. This poem is just a casual composition by a junior, and there is no complete poem." Li Changan shook his head.
Gu Jiaoyu's eyes lit up. What Li Changan said inadvertently was beyond his expectation. If it could be turned into a poem, he might even be on the list of literary saints.
When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too few. This sentence alone is enough to make all wine lovers praise you.
The Jin Dynasty loves wine, which has been passed down for thousands of years. There are wine shops, restaurants, bars, restaurants, brothels... where can you not drink?
It is even more normal to call friends to exchange cups and cups.
This sentence is a masterpiece when placed in a toast.
The last sentence of the article was written by nature, and it was accidentally picked up by a skillful hand, which made Gu Jiaoyu marvel in his heart.
Having said all about it, how many literati have expressed their opinions throughout the ages?
These two sentences alone are enough for Li Changan to spread word of mouth among literati all over the world.
It's amazing, it's amazing.
Gu Jiaoyu seemed to have seen a rare treasure, and his love for talents was beyond words, "Chang'an, you can study more poetry and poetry in the future. You are quite talented in this way, and you must not let it down."
"Among the three lists in the world, the list of Literary Saints that has gained the most fame is a collection of poems and songs. Once listed, it will be known to the world, and the fame gained can be directly transformed into literary spirit and poured into the literary world."
"This is a road to heaven."
When Li Changan heard this, he naturally knew that this was Gu Jiaoyu trying to remind him, so he asked out his doubts, "Gu Jiaoyu, I heard that commentaries on the classics are the way to go."
Gu Jiaoyu smiled and shook his head,
"The annotation of the scriptures is the way passed down by the saints. You and I, as literati, annotate the profound meanings of the scriptures on the scribes, and you can directly communicate with the temples to obtain the literary spirit. Naturally, it is the way to heaven."
"But what about poetry and songs? No one stipulates that there is only one road to heaven."
"Later generations rely too much on the writings of their predecessors when annotating scriptures, and fewer and fewer people can come up with new ideas. However, poetry and songs are different. Being on the list of literary saints is the best way to gain literary talent."
Gu Jiaoyu's words seemed to open a new door for Li Changan.
Everyone is saying that classic annotations are the way to go, but Gu Jiaoyu pointed out another clear path for Li Changan, a path that is most suitable for Li Changan.
"Thank you Gu Jiaoyu for your advice." Li Changan stood up quickly and saluted respectfully.
Gu Jiaoyu waved his hand and motioned for Li Changan to sit down. No need to be polite.
The three of them ate peanuts, drank wine and chatted.
Not long after, Zhang Fugui got up and prepared for today's business.
Gu Jiaoyu chewed iron broad beans and rubbed his hands.
"While we have this good wine, Chang'an will play chess with me."
"This junior is not very good at playing chess. He only knows how to jump in front of the horse and so on. He really has no research on the way of chess." Li Changan said subconsciously.
Gu Jiaoyu blinked, "You're going to jump in front of me?"
"There are also hindsight cannons, river-crossing cannons, rolling horses, and killing two chariots by mistake." Li Changan nodded and explained some of the chess moves he knew.
At first glance, Gu Jiaoyu is a master who is obsessed with chess. Isn’t he seeking abuse by playing chess with him?
Gu Jiaoyu's eyes became even more strange, "Chang'an, how about you demonstrate it to me?"
Yes, a typical stinky chess basket.
Li Changan simply used peanuts to represent the chess pieces, "Five soldiers, separated by the Chu River and Han Dynasty."
"Chariots, horses and artillery...elephant generals..."
Gu Jiaoyu seemed to have seen a new continent and nodded from time to time.
"Cannonball and hit the horse jumping on the sun..." Li Changan gave a demonstration.
"Wonderful, it is indeed wonderful." Gu Jiaoyu praised heartily.
Li Changan sighed softly in his heart. He didn't expect that Gu Jiaoyu was such a showman, "Gu Jiaoyu was so complimentary. Chess is so broad and profound, and this is just the most basic level of chess."
"Mr. Gu is obsessed with chess. There must be a more advanced way to play chess..."
Li Changan stopped talking while he was talking, because he saw that the chessboard Gu Jiaoyu took out was clearly Go, not the chess he imagined.
It turned out to be a Go master.
Forgive me. Forgive me.
"Chang'an, this... chess you just mentioned, this is the first time I've heard of it..." Gu Jiaoyu's eyes were bright, and Li Changan felt flustered.