After listening to Ziyi's introduction for a while, and then observing the expressions of those people, Manager Xue became even more doubtful!
These people were just watching the fun, but when they heard that they could participate in the sale, their faces immediately changed! Not only is there no businessman's instinct to be red-eyed at the sight of profit, there is even a hint of fear in it.
"Master Marquis, something is not right with the people tonight!"
The doubts are getting deeper! Manager Xue finally couldn't sit still anymore. When the people around him were not paying attention, he quietly walked around from the side stairs to the second floor, and hurriedly told Xiao Han what he had discovered.
Xiao Han also noticed something was wrong at this time. He squinted and scanned the faces of everyone downstairs one by one. After a while, he suddenly stared at the shopkeeper of the cloth shop! Because he found that many people in the crowd would look at him with vague eyes!
"There's something wrong! Go tell Ziyi and stop talking about those gadgets! Get the wine out first! I want to see what the problem is!"
"This is...good!"
Manager Xue was shocked when he heard this, but seeing Xiao Han's determined look, he had to swallow the words that hit his throat.
He cupped his hands and quietly retreated, while Xiao Han continued to sit cross-legged behind the curtain, staring at the calm-looking shopkeeper of the cloth shop in the crowd.
Here, Manager Xue quietly came down from upstairs, grabbed his own clerk who was passing by, whispered a few words to him, stood behind the merchants, and made a gesture to Ziyi from a distance.
Ziyi on the stage was anxious about the delay in opening up the situation. Suddenly he saw the gesture made by Manager Xue and paused while speaking, but returned to normal in an instant.
"...The things I mentioned above are just small things! Next, please let Rong Ziyi read a poem to everyone."
The conversation suddenly changed. Before anyone in the audience could be surprised, Ziyi already had a serious expression on his face. He opened his mouth and said softly: "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, hurry up. Lord Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times!" "
Gently reading out Xiao Han's shamelessly plagiarized poem, the originally majestic sentences had a special flavor in Zi Yi's sweet voice.
"Okay, why are you reading a poem? But this poem is indeed very good!"
The businessmen in the audience were a little confused by Zi Yi's change, but with such a big business, there really weren't any illiterate idiots among them! We can still tell whether the poem is good or bad. It's just that the girl on Qitai suddenly recited a good poem. Why?
Zi Yi took in the expressions of everyone below on the stage and waited quietly for a while before continuing: "Many people have never heard of this poem, because it was written by our Lord Xiao after he came down from the battlefield. It’s a poem! However, have you heard of the reputation of the Xiao family’s fine wines as the best in Chang’an?”
"Xiao Family Wine? I've heard of it, I've heard of it! Not only have I heard of it, I was lucky enough to taste a glass of Xiao Family Wine last time I visited Chang'an. Although there was only one glass, the spicy aftertaste has never been forgotten!"
Just as Zi Yi finished asking, a fat shopkeeper quickly answered the question under the stage, and while speaking, he smacked his lips intoxicatedly, as if he was back to that day in Chang'an.
"The shopkeeper is right!"
Zi Yi on the stage smiled at the fat shopkeeper, and before the fat shopkeeper was flattered, he continued: "The Xiao family's fine wine is well-known in Chang'an, and because of its rare production, it is rarely seen and is sought after by countless people! Today, Zi Yi is just right I brought some fine wine from the Xiao family and specially distributed it to everyone to try."
"What? The girl also brought the Xiao family wine!"
Finally, the dull atmosphere of the night was broken by the name of Xiao's fine wine!
As well-informed businessmen, these people have more or less heard of the name of Xiao Family Wine!
I also know that these wines are basically bought by the top dignitaries and royal families in Chang'an. If ordinary outsiders even smell it, it is a fluke! Not to mention drinking!
Looking at those eyes that were either doubtful or expectant, Ziyi didn't explain.
He clapped his hands with a smile, and two teams of waiters immediately filed in from both sides of the hall.
Each of these guys was holding a large tray in his hand, which was filled with wine cups not much bigger than a thumb.
"This, is this also called a glass of wine?"
Standing at the front, a man who looked more like a gangster than a boss carefully held the wine cup.
The movements were gentle, just like squeezing a fragile ice cube, for fear that if you exert a little force, it would be crushed!
The man looked at the wine cup in his hand with wide eyes. The person next to him rolled his eyes when he heard this. He put his own wine to the tip of his nose and took a deep sniff. Then he said with an intoxicated face:
"Hey, this is good stuff! Why is it called good stuff? Because there are so few of them! Do you really think this is the fermented glutinous rice you drink? Are you serving it in buckets? If you don't want to drink it, give it to me!"
"for you?"
The strong man glared at the man, then raised his head decisively and poured all the wine in the cup into his mouth!
The cool wine went down your throat, but a rich aroma still lingered in your mouth! I have to say, it is much more fragrant than ordinary wine! But when it comes to Jia Chang'an, I'm afraid it's a bit...
Just when the strong man smashed his mouth and thought that this wine was nothing more than this!
Unexpectedly, a fierce burning sensation suddenly emerged from his stomach, like a living fire snake, swimming along the esophagus and into his mouth!
"Okay, so strong!"
What does it feel like for a person who has been drinking beer all year round to suddenly drink 65-degree beer? The strong man now has a clear understanding!
Fortunately, it was only this small cup. If he had had a big bowl, he would probably be lying on the ground and drunk by now!
"This wine is so damn strong! Tsk, tsk, good!"
Covering his mouth, he swallowed hard. The flushed man just wanted to suck the little bit of taste left in his mouth into his mouth.
"Hmph, you just knew?"
The man next to him had drank this wine before. He snorted coldly when he heard this. He ignored the man and carefully brought the wine cup to his mouth, then sipped the wine in small and small doses. His face showed satisfaction from time to time. look.
The man's wine cup was empty. If his tongue hadn't been able to get in, he would have wanted to lick the pitifully small wine cup.
Sighing, he put the wine cup aside, and the man looked at him closely with his big eyes.
Once, twice, until the third time, the man finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the glass of wine with his hands, and almost threw the cup and the wine into his mouth!
"Ouch! Look how slow you drink. Come on, let me help you! Oh, it's good wine."
"you……"
There were many scenes similar to this under the stage, and someone even accidentally knocked his drink to the ground while fighting for it!
The drinkers who watched this couldn't help but beat their chests and beat their feet, almost lying down and licking the drinks clean!
The guys who were sharing the wine at the beginning tried their best to protect the trays in their hands, but even so, they were caught and swept away the wine, causing the people behind who didn't get the wine to curse.
