To be honest, Mr. Sun is not an upright person. He has some small evils but no major evils. The most important thing is that his conscience is not lost. Such people are the norm for most people around us. I have to say that Mr. Sun was unwilling to associate with Mr. Qian in the end, which shows that he still has some bottom line, which is worthy of recognition.
After all, Ye Feng said, "Being able to do evil but not doing it is doing good." So Mr. Sun can be considered good. Even if it is a little late, if you can reflect on it in time instead of making mistakes again and again, you are already qualified to be recognized as a good person.
It's better to change than not to change at all. It doesn't matter even if it's a little later or later.
No one is a sage, and no one can have any faults. If he knows his faults and can correct them, there is no greater good.
Elder Sun looked at Mr. Sun's retreating back and couldn't help but thought to himself: "This Mr. Sun, although he may not be qualified to be the son-in-law of the third young lady of the Yin family, but it would be good to be a subordinate."
So Butler Sun already had some plans in mind.
At this moment, Hu San had fallen asleep on the table, wearing someone else's cloak. That was what Ye Feng took out of the storage ring and put it on for him.
By the way, Ye Feng bought this cloak on the way from Yanhui Town.
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As for Mr. Qian, he stood up tremblingly, holding a wine glass in his hand, and wandered towards the stairs upstairs. But after taking a few steps, he fell unconscious on the ground, and soon there was a sound of snoring. It seemed that he had really drunk too much.
At the same time, the wine in the original wine glass was scattered all over the floor.
Suddenly, Butler Liu's face looked as if Gong Bao was reincarnated.
Because each of the hundreds of kinds of wine that can be used by the Yin family for wine evaluation and competition is priceless, and there are even some fairy wines among them. It doesn't matter if you drink it. Even Ye Feng's way of wasting wine is acceptable to Butler Liu. After all, it is for people to drink it. The only thing he couldn't tolerate was spilling wine on the ground.
The book boy standing aside was completely frightened. Because he saw the look in Butler Liu's eyes that seemed to kill someone. If the Yin family really wanted to kill his master, then he, a book boy, would probably not survive. After all, there is no need to live alive. In the world of immortality where the jungle is strong, it is the most taboo for a family that wants to face others.
Mr. Qian's boy was trembling, but Butler Liu looked at Mr. Qian coldly for a long time, as if he was looking at a corpse. But in the end, Butler Liu sighed deeply, looked at the book boy who was shaking like chaff, and said, "If you don't take your master down and take good care of him, what are you doing there?"
The book boy was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and hurriedly helped his master up. Because as long as the other party doesn't kill the master, then he will naturally not be killed. So how could he be allowed to be slow at this moment? He himself would not allow himself to be slow.
Soon Mr. Qian was also taken away by his book boy.
Now there are only Ye Feng, Butler Liu and Hu San lying on the desk on this floor.
Suddenly, Butler Liu smiled and said, "Mr. Xue, you are not Hu San's book boy."
Ye Feng didn't seem to care that Butler Liu knew his identity, nor was he surprised at all. He just smiled and said, "Senior, did you see it?"
Butler Liu said: "Hu San, no one in the world knows better than me whether he has a book boy or not."
Ye Feng said: "Oh, really?"
Liu Guanjia said: "You go up. From the beginning to the end, in the game you two were playing around with, I was only counting you. Now you are the last person. If you can pass the sixth test, then you He is the leader of this Yiwen Friendship Association."
Hearing this, Ye Feng didn't say anything. He just looked at the sleeping Hu San, slowly shook his head and said:
"Since the seniors have said that this is a nonsense game, then there should be a formal result to give everyone an explanation, and this result is what Hu San needs the most. So I can't go up alone, otherwise all this will happen It really became a farcical game.”
After hearing this, Butler Liu couldn't help but laugh, and looked at this ordinary-looking man with a look of approval in his eyes.
"Then Young Master Xue, how about accompanying me, this old guy, to evaluate the wine?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Is it the wine jar versus the wine glass again?"
Butler Liu shook his head and said, "No, it's a real wine review."
Ye Feng said: "Okay."
So Ye Feng and Butler Liu started tasting again from the first glass of wine in this drinking competition. After Ye Feng and Butler Liu drank a small glass of each other, Butler Liu began to taste the first glass of wine.
Ye Feng only listened to Butler Liu's eloquent evaluation, which was even better than what Hu San said at the beginning. Ye Feng couldn't help but feel that the wine culture is really broad and profound.
In fact, whether it is Ye Feng's current life or Ye Yu's reality, since ancient times, wine evaluation is not only a technology, but also an art.
It is said to be a technology because China, like other countries in the world, must use physical and chemical identification and sensory identification to evaluate various wines;
It is said to be an art because the styles formed by the color, aroma, taste and body of different wines give people different feelings and enjoyment, allowing people to "drink knowing the taste."
Of course, only those who can appreciate this mystery can talk about wine criticism. If he shrinks away when he smells the smell of alcohol, it can only be said that God has not given him this blessing. "Hanshu Shihuo Zhi" calls wine "the beauty of heaven". Luxury means blessing. People who cannot enjoy this blessing will naturally be unlucky. However, even if you are a blessed person, you do not choose its fragrance, do not discern its ambiguity, do not think about its taste, do not explore its interest, and do not reject anyone who comes. They only drink cows, dried sweet potato wine, and medicinal alcohol mixed with plain water to satisfy your cravings. , It seems to be a kind of sadness that you can't drink with the feeling of art and taste.
Su Shi said in his "Shu Dongfuzi Zhuan Hou": "If you can't drink in the world, there is no one below you." This is his evaluation of his drinking capacity. Su Shi also said, "There is no one in the world who can drink well." "" refers to the way he likes wine. He has no capacity for alcohol, but is so enthusiastic about it. Of course, it is his passion for wine, which includes tasting, which embodies wine culture.
Fan Chengda, a poet of the Song Dynasty, once said: "I can't drink wine by nature, and among the scholars and friends who drink less, there is no one like me. And there is no one who can know wine, and there is no one like me who dares to make the assertion of "knowledge, wine", and evaluate wine. Feel free in it.
The history of wine appraisal has a long history in China. Many ancient literati wrote many books and poems on the appreciation of fine wines. Yuan Hongdao of the Ming Dynasty said in "Jinzheng": "Any wine with a clear color and sharp taste is considered holy. The color is like gold but mellow and bitter, it is a wise person. The person who is black in color, tastes sour and is separated from the country is a fool. The person who makes people drunk with glutinous wine is a gentleman." Those who intoxicate people with wax wine are called middle people. Those who intoxicate people with sober liquor are called villains."
Liang Shaogui's "Essays on Liangbian Qiuyu'an" of the Qing Dynasty has incisive comments on the aroma, taste, color and other aspects of wine.
All these show that wine evaluation has reached a very high level in ancient times.
