Xia Chongping opened the jar of wine, and a crisp bang sounded, and then a rich spiritual fragrance overflowed. The female guest next to him was washed back and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

It smells so good!

Tell everyone's voice!

This fragrance is different from the fragrance of Maotai Guobin wine. It is pure and rich, just like the sweet osmanthus floating in the ancient alley of thousands of years, and is as cool as raindrops. Just taking a sip can make people feel refreshed, and their internal organs are cleansed, making people reborn.

Is this still ordinary barley wine?

If this is just ordinary barley wine, could the Maotai state guest in front of them be the water drawn from the well behind?

Xia Chongping had become accustomed to smelling the fragrance. Over time, he didn't think that the wine was so fragrant.

After filling a glass for Li Yihuan, Xu Dajun and Cen Ke, he also filled a glass for himself, put down the jar of wine, and picked up the glass, "I'll do this first, I'll avenge you. I'm really late today, mainly because there's something going on."

Li Yihuanxin said, you don’t have to do it anymore. If you drink more, we will drink less.

"Come on, come on, come on, let's go together!" Xu Dajun was unwilling to fall behind. After saying that, he raised his head and tilted his mouth, and he was a cup, without any delay.

Cenke's saliva was flowing out. He was a hotel owner and had seen many good wines. He had never had any wine list that could suppress other wines from the fragrance.

From the moment of Kaifeng, the whole house could no longer smell the smell of Maotai National Guest.

After a glass of wine, Cen Ke sighed comfortably. The dryness and tenderness of the wine flowed through the blood vessels from the moment it entered his throat. He felt that wherever he passed, it seemed as if something was clearing all his blood meridians, and finally gathered at a certain point behind his waist. At this moment, a chill was forced out, and he could feel the circulation of blood.

"Good wine!" Cen Ke sighed sincerely, "Brother Chongping, do you sell this wine? If you sell it, I will buy it for as much as possible."

Cen Ke had a premonition that just drinking this wine, his long-term cold waist and lumbar disc herniation can be cured without medicine.

"That's not OK. Brother Chongping can't let you drink this jar of wine alone." Xu Dajun put the cup on the table without giving in moderation at all, "Come on, brother, fill me with another cup."

When drinking, one person insists on pushing glasses. One person insists on saying that I won’t drink, the other person persuades him to drink, pushing each other around, and finally it seems that he has to drink a glass. This focuses on the atmosphere and fun.

No one has ever asked for wine at the wine table. This behavior has always been looked down upon and even been scolded behind the scenes.

Xu Dajun doesn’t even want his face?

No, no one would think so. Xu Dajun's identity and profession were destined to see him like this. It can only be explained by one thing, Xia Chongping's wine is indeed extraordinary.

No one would doubt that, after all, the smell of this wine is irresistible.

"Is this better than Moutai National Guest?" Finally someone couldn't help it and said suspiciously.

"How is that possible?" Wang Qingjun's confidence was much less, and his face was not very good-looking. "Chongping, didn't you bring a gift to give me? You drank it, wouldn't you say that you still came to pay New Year's greetings empty-handed today?"

"I can't do anything about this!" Xia Chongping spread his hands, pouring wine a little slower, and the jars were stolen by Xu Dajun.

"Come on, come on, come on, let's try some!" At the table, someone finally couldn't help it. It was really amazing that this jar of wine could hold a pound or two. If it was to be poured down, it would be poured in the blink of an eye.

As a national guest of Maotai, you can buy it if you have money. If you missed this wine, where can you drink it?

Someone sipped off the Guoguan wine in one sip and brought an empty glass to ask for a glass of wine. After it was his turn, he finally got a glass of wine. He was afraid that he would be snatched up, so he drank it, "Ah, it's so delicious. What kind of wine is this? Where did it be? I'll make some too."

"Uncle, my dad cooked this wine himself. It's not cheap, it costs fifty yuan per pound."

"Fifty? This is too expensive, right?" Wang Qingjun sneered, "A bottle of Moutai is not that expensive. Could it be that your wine is better than Moutai?"

"Is it good? So many people have drunk it, can't they drink it well?" Xia Chongping couldn't stand someone's criticism of his daughter, and he was not polite and attacked back.

"Fifty? OK, okay, I want ten kilograms!" Cen Ke was so happy that he was afraid that he would not be able to buy it even if he had money.

"I'll get five kilograms too!" Xu Dajun quickly took out the money, and Xia Qing quickly reminded her father, "Dad, how many kilograms do you have? Don't charge the money, you can't get out the wine."

"It's okay, there's next year!" Xu Dajun had to set five pounds for himself no matter what. "Brother Chongping, why don't I come with paper and pen to help you keep a account?"

Li Yihuan was familiar with Lu Chunzhao's family, so he hurriedly went to get a pen and paper to help Xia Chongping keep accounts. He was familiar with people, so he paid the money first and then kept the accounts. Cen Ke and Xu Dajun were two big families, and there were other people, you had three pounds and two pounds, and they could get twenty or thirty pounds together.

Thirty pounds are 1,500 yuan. All the people who buy them have secret diseases and cannot be cured all year round. They feel that they feel when they drink them, so they are willing to spend this money.

People who don’t buy it can’t help but ask for a glass of wine.

Lu Chunzhao didn't drink a sip, and in a blink of an eye, there was no drop of the wine brought by Xia Chongping.

No one moved the dishes on the table. The New Year's greetings were mixed up by Xia Chongping. The excitement was not uncommon, but it was not the excitement that Lu Chunzhao wanted. All the excitement was around Xia Chongping, which had nothing to do with him.

Lu Chunzhao's face was so dark that it could drip into water. But he couldn't say anything. If he had spoken, he would offend all the guests. He could still figure it out whether it was worth it or not for Xia Chongping to offend so many people.

"Are you treating me as a store?" Lu Chunzhao said with a smile.

"I didn't expect that, I brought a drink here and didn't plan to drink it now. It was originally a New Year greeting. If Qingjun hadn't told me to open it, I wouldn't have opened it." Xia Chongping spread his hands and said very alone, "Aren't I here to greet you empty-handed?"

Not only did he come to him empty-handed, he also earned more than 1,000 yuan. Lu Chunzhao was so angry that he was almost smoking, but Xia Chongping's words were not unreasonable. If Wang Qingjun hadn't spoken too much, could he be like this?

Seeing that Lu Chunzhao was angry on him, his eyes were full of knife, and Wang Qingjun was extremely nervous, "Why are you blaming me for this?"

"Thanks to you, Qingjun, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have had such good wine today." Li Yihuan laughed.
Chapter completed!