Not long after, various types of wine were placed in the middle of the hall. Yan Hong rushed to Kuangsheng and made a gesture of invitation before saying: "Sir, Yan Hong's reputation depends entirely on the contents of this cup. Here are three There are seventeen different kinds of wine, how about if you can taste thirty kinds, you will be considered a winner?"
The people watching the excitement began to whisper, and many people looked at the crazy student with some gloating. Even an alcoholic can only drink seven or eight kinds of wine, let alone taste thirty kinds of wine. Even if he drinks, he has never drunk it. , how could this Kuangsheng taste the difference and what kind of wine it was. Usually Miss Yan Hong makes a bet that she only takes a dozen tests, but this time there are thirty-seven. It seems that this crazy student will sell herself in this building from now on.
Kuangsheng put his finger on his lips and rubbed it, then said with great interest: "Wine tasting? It's interesting. Jinfeng Yulu Tower is indeed an interesting place." After saying that, he walked to the first jar of wine, opened it, and took it. He dipped his index finger into it a little, then put it to his mouth and took a small mouthful.
Then he laughed wildly and said: "Ten coins and a bucket will be sent to my old friend from Xiaoxiang. The drunken doctor Sang Luojiu makes people helpless to say goodbye. Miss Yan Hong, this first altar is for Sangluo Liquor, right?"
Yan Hong nodded and said, "Young master, this first jar is indeed Sangluo wine. It seems that you know the story of Sangluo wine."
"I know, I know, but there's really nothing to say about this allusion, so let's continue." Kuangsheng immediately walked to the second jar of wine and tasted it as usual. Then he added without thinking: "With a stone of Dukang wine, the drunken heart meets the sorrow; the price of wine on the street is often expensive, and the drunkards outside are often drunk. The second jar is Dukang wine."
Before Miss Yan Hong could make any move, Kuangsheng opened the third jar: "Lanwei wine, Liulang wine, Yuanzheng wine..." Kuangsheng named seven or eight kinds of wine in succession, and the onlookers beside him started from the beginning. The whispers turned into an uproar. The knowledge of this crazy person is far beyond the imagination of these people. He walked and talked leisurely, and he tested more than a dozen kinds of wine in a short time. But soon Kuangsheng stopped at the eighteenth jar of wine.
Although he tasted it as before, he closed his eyes for a long time without saying a word. The people next to him finally saw that something was wrong. Some people who were gloating about the misfortune muttered in a low voice: "Why don't you leave again? You really think you are a wine saint." Can you tell the difference between wine by smelling it?"
Kuangsheng seemed not to hear, and remained speechless for a long time. Just when Miss Yan Hong felt that Kuangsheng seemed to be unable to answer, and was about to say something with some regret, Kuangsheng suddenly picked up the whole jar of wine, then poured it into his mouth on his back.
"Good wine! Miss Yan Hong, do you still have this white jade? I'm willing to pay ten times the price for it."
Miss Yan Hong stayed there for a moment, and then said: "So the young master knows about this plump white jade. Didn't the young master not bring any money with him? Why did he come to buy wine?"
Kuangsheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed loudly and said, "Blame me, blame me." He turned around and opened another jar of wine.
Without the effort of a stick of incense, more than twenty jars of wine were all identified, and not a single mistake was made. Someone nearby has noticed that the beauty that this mad man might really want to hug today is back. By the time Kuang Sheng reached the thirty-first stage, Miss Yan Hong had already walked up to Kuang Sheng, bowed with a smile and said: "Young master has won, there is no need to continue. Let the little girl go back to the room to clean up her makeup, come on Man, take the young master to Tianxiang Pavilion."
Before he finished speaking, he heard another voice from the distance: "Wait a minute, sister, since this young man is so talented, it won't be too late to compete with our sisters." There were six more people from the position where Miss Yan Hong just came out. The charming girl came out. The first one is a woman wearing a long flowing dress, her hair is tied high, and her snow-white neck is really beautiful.
When the old oily man mentioned that he was thirsty, the young man next to him handed over a glass of water with a wink. The old oily man drank it all in one gulp, then smacked his tongue for a long time before saying: "Young masters, haven't you seen it?" At that time, that mad man gambled seven times in a row, using different gambling techniques. Some of them were even unheard of and unseen. I had some knowledge, but today I really opened my eyes. These two parties are not ordinary people.
The young man who handed the tea asked impatiently: "Where do you think Kuang Sheng is now? Where did this girl who wants to bet against Jin Feng Yu Lu Lou come from? You haven't said anything for a long time. What's going on?"
The old oily man said hurriedly: "Young master, please don't be anxious, you can't say this word for word!"
"Let's get to the point. None of your previous nonsense is worth a penny."
"Okay, you guys, look at the charming beauty below. She is the one who bet against the owner of Jinfeng Yulu. Is that beauty the arrogant scholar I just mentioned?"
"What? What's going on? Tell me!" Another person looked at the older man and asked in surprise.
"Masters, you are really difficult to take care of. What should I say if you are young?" He said while stroking his hands on the side.
The man who just handed over the money smiled and took out another piece, put it in the old man's hand and continued: "You pick the key points and continue, we won't interrupt."
The old oily man narrowed his eyes and put the money in his arms, and then continued: "In the end, all the seven-color immortals lost to this mad man."
All the Qicaixian lost. Not only Qicaixian lost, but the shopkeeper of Jinfeng Yululou even used Qicaixian's net worth as a bet to fight seven more games with Kuangsheng. What was unexpected was that he lost in all seven games. , in just one hour, all the colorful immortals returned to this crazy life. This is a huge event in Jinfeng Yulu. The Seven Colorful Immortal is the pillar of this building. If we really let this crazy person take them all away, I am afraid it will not be long before the door is closed. Seeing that a big mistake had been made, the shopkeeper had no way to recover and was too embarrassed to see his boss again. He actually took out a dagger from his pocket and tried to wipe his neck in front of everyone.
Having said this, the old oily took another sip of water and prepared to wait for these young masters to ask something, but after waiting for a long time and seeing no movement from them, he could only continue dryly: "At this time, guess what. This man walked out from the crowd." As he spoke, he pointed with his hand to the owner of Jinfeng Yulu Building who was sitting over there.
"This Golden Wind and Jade Tower is famous all over Kyoto, but very few people know who is behind it. Today, it is an eye-opener for everyone. This white-haired young man must have heard about it. The master of the Wind Pavilion - Zhuo Bufan."
"Mr. Zhuo, we naturally know each other, but where does the woman opposite him come from?"
The oily man opened his mouth, and after a long time he said, "You guys may not believe it, but this charming and charming beauty is the crazy girl from before. I can see it with my eyes. After Mr. Zhuo comes, I don't know what to say." He said a few words, and then the crazy student spun around twice on the spot. I don’t know if it was because he was dazzled or something, but this crazy student turned into a beauty? You tell me about this. Who can believe it? These dozens of pairs of eyes can really see that it has just changed." The old oily man said while still spinning around in place a few times.
Seeing that he had finished speaking, the three young men took out another piece of broken silver and asked him to walk as far as he could. After the old oily man was sent away, one of them said to the other: "Third brother, do you think this white-haired young man is our thirteenth master uncle? Is this Jinfeng Yulu Building the property of our Tianji Sect?"
Another person who was called Third Brother shook his head when he heard it: "How is it possible? If the master knew about this, he would have to skin Uncle Thirteen. But when did Uncle Thirteen have such a big industry in the capital? If I had known earlier, I would have come to the Imperial Capital to help him."
These three people were Du Jie and his three brothers. After leaving Tingfeng Pavilion, Wu Qi and Kong Miaozhi looked at each other, then laughed at each other for a long time before saying to Du Jie: "Let's go, Lao Qi, today Brother, let me open your eyes and let you know the wonders of this colorful world." After saying that, without waiting for Du Jie to say anything else, he pulled him directly to the Jinfeng Yulu Building. By coincidence, he saw his thirteenth uncle sitting there. I was betting against a stunning woman in front of the hall. After looking at her for a long time, I couldn't figure out why, so I simply asked an old oily man to find out.
Kong Miaozhi kept staring at the stunning woman with great interest and clicked his tongue for a long time. Wu Qi was so angry when he saw Kong Miaozhi's expression that he hit him hard on the head and said, "Kong Laoliu, how old are you, how dare you get excited and want to rebel!"
Kong Miaozhi was often bullied by Wu Qi. He rubbed his head and glared at Wu Qi. When he saw Wu Qi staring at him, he turned his head away and said: "Children don't suffer the consequences in front of you. You can ask me for help." when."
Du Jie hurriedly pulled Wu Qi to the side and asked: "Third Senior Brother, is this the Thirteenth Senior Uncle? It seems to me that he is not very old. What is going on with all this silver hair?"
Wu Qi pulled Du Jie and said, "We'll talk about this later. If there's a good show, of course I have to help my uncle. Master..." Wu Qi shouted while pulling Du Jie towards the center of the hall. When Zhuo Bufan heard someone calling him his uncle, he was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly understood. Then he turned around to see Wu Qi and said with a smile: "I know you, a monkey kid, come here as soon as you come to the imperial capital. Be careful when you turn around, I will tell you in front of your master." You are the same."
Wu Qi came forward with a smile and said: "Thirteenth Senior Uncle, stop making trouble. You are the only one who opened such a big brothel in the imperial capital. How can you let Second Senior Uncle cut it into something when you go back? If you don't tell me, I won't either." These days, my nephew's expenses are all dependent on his uncle."
Zhuo Bufan originally wanted to scare Wu Qi, but he unexpectedly threatened him with a slap in the face. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You monkey boy actually dare to threaten me. If your skin is itchy again, come here and I will loosen it for you with my own hands." ." After saying that, he pretended to arrest Wu Qi. Wu Qi was so frightened that he ran back. As he ran, he shouted to Du Jie: "Old Qi, go and see Uncle Thirteen."
Du Jie hurriedly took half a step forward and saluted Zhuo Bufan: "I have met the Thirteenth Master."
