"Sure."

The woman took out the wine and made it up, with skillful and elegant movements. Jiang Hao looked at her with a feeling of enjoyment when she was mixing.

Suddenly he felt that the woman took out a small bottle from the audience and dripped a drop of liquid into the wine. The whole glass of wine suddenly became spiritual.

The wine was prepared, and the woman put the wine on the bar. Jiang Hao was about to get it, but the woman said, "Don't worry, if you want to drink my wine, you still need to answer my questions. Only if you answer correctly can you be qualified to drink this glass of wine."

Jiang Hao was very surprised, "There is still a problem, what?"

The woman smiled faintly, "The name of my glass of wine is 'Yu Weiqiu'. Do you know the origin of this name?"

To be honest, not even one of the 100 drinkers can answer this question. How many readers who don’t believe you will know about it?

However, the problem of women is really difficult for Jiang Hao. Who is he? He was a talented man who won two years of Jie Yuan and once had the top scorer. He had the ability to remember everything he had and read countless books.

Jiang Hao smiled softly, "The fragrance of red lotus roots leaves the jade mat autumn.

Removing the silk clothes lightly, and going on the orchid boat alone.

Who sends brocade letters in the clouds? When the geese return, the moon fills the west building.

Flowers fall and water flows.

A kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows.

This feeling is beyond help but it has fallen down, but it has come to my heart."

The woman was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Hao to answer so neatly. Jiang Hao took the wine glass, looked at the light red wine inside, and looked at the woman again.

"Can I ask you a question before drinking?"

"What?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Bai Susu."

Jiang Hao picked up the wine glass and drank it in one sip. He felt a sense of longing and melancholy lingering in his heart. Jiang Hao let out a gentle breath.

"Good wine, great taste, and great comfort!" Jiang Hao praised softly.

The woman looked at Jiang Hao in surprise.

"You didn't indulge in it?"

"Should I be intoxicated?" Jiang Hao said in surprise.

"Often people drink this glass of wine, they will be immersed in the mood and it will take a long time to get out, but I think you just taste it lightly and don't go deeper at all." The woman looked at Jiang Hao in surprise with bright eyes.

Jiang Hao smiled softly, "This little spiritual energy can't intoxicate me."

The woman's face changed and she finally realized that the person in front of her was no ordinary person.

What makes the woman nervous is that the other party dares to say it, and it is likely that she has seen herself clearly, but she knows nothing about the other party.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to have a drink. Is there anything else?" Jiang Hao asked, raising his empty wine glass.

The woman was wary, but she didn't know the situation of the person in front of her and didn't dare to show anything.

"You still want to drink, aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" The woman pointed.

Jiang Hao smiled, "Haha, I haven't been drunk for a long time, and I'm almost forgetting the feeling of being drunk. I really hope to get drunk."

The woman mixed a glass of wine again. After the mixing, she took out a small jade bottle without any concealment. She obviously did not have the same jade bottle as the last time, and dripped a drop of liquid into the wine.

Bai Susu looked at Jiang Hao, "Do you still dare to drink?"

Jiang Hao smiled softly, "What's the point?"

The woman pushed the glass of light green wine forward.

"It's still the same rule. The name of this glass of wine is 'Tingyu'. Maybe you tell me the origin of the name?" Bai Susu said.

Jiang Hao felt enlightened when he looked at the beautiful light green wine.

"The young man listened to the rain singing in the building. The red candles were faintly tents. The young man listened to the rain in the boat. The river was wide and the clouds were low, and the broken geese called the west wind.

Now, I heard that the monk’s temples are already covered with stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless. One step ahead, and it will be until dawn.”

The woman was very surprised, and the man in front of her was right again.

And in just one time, she guessed the most correct answer. This was what shocked her. There were more than a dozen poems called "Linging Rain", and there were more than a thousand poems with the word "Linging Rain". How did he guess it at once?

Jiang Hao took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Huh ~! It's cold and cold, joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and it penetrates the heart, so comfortable!" Jiang Hao couldn't help but shout. He hadn't drunk so much.

"Is there any more?" Jiang Hao asked.

The woman looked at Jiang Hao, "Yes, I have ten kinds of wine in total. As long as you can guess correctly, you can drink them all."

Jiang Hao smiled,

"Okay, I'll drink all of your ten kinds of wines tonight to see if I can get drunk." Jiang Hao said boldly.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." The woman said unwillingly.

"Let the horse come over."

The woman made a new wine, and this time it was a big glass. After the wine was prepared, it showed a shadow-like ice-cyan color.

I don’t know where the woman took out a few peach petals and put them in a wine glass. When the wine rinses, the petals rotated in the cup, as brilliant as flying flowers.

"The name of this glass of wine is 'Hua Luanying'." The woman only said this and waited for Jiang Hao to answer.

Jiang Hao looked at the glass of wine and suddenly smiled.

"It's not difficult, this should be a poem by my brother Qin Guan."

"Beside the sand by the water, the city walls are cold in spring, the shadows of flowers are chaotic, the sounds of orioles are broken, the wine cups are floating, the whole dress is gone, people are gone, and the blue clouds are close to each other in the evening.

I remember the meeting of the West Pool, where the egrets fly together, and where they are together, who is there now? The clear dreams on the sun are broken, the red faces in the mirror change, and spring is gone, and thousands of red dots are as sad as the sea."

Then, in the shocked look of the woman, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Chapter completed!