bad, i'm a fool
Chapter 344
Chapter 344
liqueur.
There are too many kinds of wine in the world, but the brewing methods are always somewhat similar. Whether it is distillation or koji cooking, the result can be regarded as a highly concentrated raw material itself.
"Drinking the wine here means tasting the food here."
Once in Tianying City, Uncle Kun shook the flagon in his hand like this, and said to Xiao Gu, who had just joined the work team, with a half drunk.
Therefore, the wine of a certain place can have some local characteristics mixed in it.
Jinsha Niang is a kind of milk wine made from camel milk.
Different from the sweetness of milk wine on the prairie, Jinsha has a high alcohol content. Ordinary milk wine actually seems to have nothing to do with milk, and the liquor is only light yellow or light green.
But this golden sand brew is really milky white when poured into the cup.
Such a warm and mellow appearance, but it has a richness that is not as strong as Simeng spirits.
The women who are used to match naturally also have a more pure and intrusive beauty.
The skin of the woman on the stage is a very special wheat brown. Her skin is more reflective than the best porcelain glaze, and it is as deep and eye-catching as a deep, fragrant agarwood pearl.
Jinsha Brew does not play the piano or sing lyrics.
She doesn't even bother to wear a gauze dress with ruffled sleeves like Yang Liuqing, and she wears eye-catching gold pendants on her body. The large area of skin is reflected under the copper lamp and softly against the light, like the thinnest and gentlest beach in the world .
Dance.
People in the interior of Simeng may never have seen such a bold dance in other places.
The dancers are not pipa or flute, but big and small drums!
The gold ornaments shone like a pop in her whirling dance steps, and the drumbeat was even more unhurried and unhurried, without the mixing of other instruments, what was played was a kind of vast desolation.
"Good dance!"
Han Dongwen has also seen such a performance in the game, but perhaps because of his different mood and identity, he has never been as engrossed as he is now.
He turned his head to look at Yang Facai - this man covered in pearls and jade wanted to squeeze the little bell in his hand to burst, his eyes stared straight to the ground, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.
Yang Facai seems to be an easy-to-understand man, he likes to drink big wine.
This wine is really big.
"Have a good talk all night, with this jug of fine wine, three gold coins."
As soon as the host's voice came out, Yang Facai immediately raised his voice.
"I want!"
The starting price was also three gold dollars. The Jinsha Niang on the stage smiled and blinked at Han Dongwen and the others, stepped on their feet, and the dance steps began to spin gorgeously.
"I'll add two gold coins!"
There was a voice asking for a price from downstairs, and Han Dongwen heard it, and asked, "Boss Yang, is there an increase?"
Yang Facai grinned: "When a hundred flowers bloom, there is no reason for no one to fight for them, but those who can't even get a private room are not my opponents!"
He stretched out his sleeves to reveal his arms, grabbed the bell in his hand and jingled it.
The chime of the bell seemed to be different from the previous elegant bell.
Han Dongwen immediately heard footsteps approaching their private room, Shaoqing, sure enough, someone stepped in.
One old and one young.
"Boss Yang."
The young servant bowed his head respectfully and placed a tray.
Yang Facai grinned, untied the huge safety plaque from his neck, and put it on rather nonchalantly.
The old man stepped forward and began to comment on the amulet in a professional and reserved manner.
Not too long passed, and the two servants withdrew.
The voice of the host came again:
"Flavourful wine, plucking flowers and smelling honey, a mutton fat jade living mouth safety card, nine gold positive!"
Nine gold dollars!
Han Dongwen didn't know if the two gold coins that Yang Facai shouted at the beginning were among them, but whether it was seven or nine, the value of this Ping'an card was really high.
He couldn't help but glanced at Yang Facai in front of him, who hung an ordinary person's yearly money around his neck, and then took it off for a woman at will.
"Ding--"
"Offer for a private room!"
Another melodious ringtone came, but this time the private room where the bid was made was far away from Han Dongwen and the others, so they couldn't see the content clearly.
The same steps started, and everyone looked upstairs with excitement.
After the silence, the singing price resumed:
"Plucking flowers and sniffing honey, a competition for romance, a pair of swords with two swords, eleven golden gold!"
arms?
Can you really sell weapons?
"Damn, grind and chirp!"
Yang Facai gritted his teeth, and the bell in his hand rang again.
This time, he took off his jade wrench, and fished out an exquisite jade-encrusted and gold-carved leopard statue from his bosom, and hurriedly stuffed it into the bosom of the servant in charge of the appraisal.
An Olima woman like Jinsha Nong is indeed rare in Simeng.
"Private room bid, thirteen Jinzheng!"
Thirteen gold!
This is already a full five gold dollars higher than Yang Liuqing who took the lead before!
"Boss Yang is rich!" Han Dongwen gave a thumbs up.
Yang Facai blushed a little anxiously, and grinned: "Hehe, isn't the purpose of earning money just to spend money? What is more worth spending money than being happy?"
"Well said! It's just..."
The waiting after the bidding obviously made everyone very excited. Han Dongwen continued: "It's just that if you give the things to Yihonglou and you don't get them in the end, then wouldn't the Ping An card and the little golden leopard be returned to Boss Yang? Wouldn’t it be too slow to come back and identify each of them one by one?”
"Thirteen Jinzheng, good wine in your arms, please!"
Before Yang Facai could answer, the hammer fell on the court.
Jin Sha Niang stopped her whirling dance steps, her movements were smooth and charming, and she saluted and bid farewell to the audience generously.
"Hahahahaha! Good!!"
Yang Facai laughed heartily, his laugh was so contagious that even Han Dongwen couldn't help but feel happy for him.
According to the procedure, Jinsha Brew will come to their private room in a short while and drink with Yang Facai.
There is Han Dongwen next to him, isn't it a bit strange?
"fine!"
Yang Facai saw what Han Dongwen was thinking, and waved his hand: "If it weren't for the generosity of Chi Shaoxia today, I wouldn't be able to have a private room to sit in. Then I can only go back to the guest room. If I can't make up for the excitement that will follow, the young man will not be able to sit down in a private room." Stay here and eat and drink together!"
As he spoke, he had already stood up and turned to the door of the private room. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his attitude as gearing up.
Suddenly, Yang Facai seemed to have remembered Han Dongwen's question just now, and then replied: "Oh, the young man just asked, don't worry about the cumbersomeness, if you use the treasure to bid for the auction, it is equivalent to selling it to Yihonglou. If the auction is over, Yihonglou will directly convert it into cash dollars and send it back."
"Equal to selling it to Yihonglou?"
Han Dongwen was a little surprised when he heard it: "Then if I want to return my baby, don't I care about their cash dollars?"
Yang Facai chuckled: "That should work too, but selling things into Yihonglou is the reason why a hundred flowers bloom!"
During the conversation, a strong fragrance had already drifted into the room, and under the service of the maid, the Jinsha Niang, who was still dancing in the lobby just now, stood in front of Yang Facai.
One step, one tremor.
Yang Facai's mouth was about to burst into laughter, and he immediately took her into his arms and sat down.
The maid who followed in naturally put the real product - Jinsha wine sealed in an earthenware pot on the table, and the beauty covered in gold ornaments poured it into the cup and served it to Yang Facai and Han Dongwen.
"The two masters like me, so naturally they should also like this wine. I grew up drinking this wine, so I will use this wine to thank the master!"
Jinsha Niang smiled brightly, and quite readily put the milky white wine in the cup up into his throat.
"Good! This is really—"
Yang Facai laughed, hugged Jinsha Niang a little tighter, raised his glass and touched Han Dongwen, intending to say something about the wine.
But his mind is obviously not very calm now, and he can't remember a single sentence of the usual wine speech.
After hesitating for a while holding the cup, Yang Facai shook his voice:
"This is really good milk to make good wine, good wine to raise good milk! Do it!"
"Dry!"
Han Dongwen was deeply overwhelmed by this violent reply, after drinking a cup, Yang Facai stopped looking at him, and moved his head closer, almost gnawing Jinsha Nong's face.
He smiled, and stopped watching the scene of no evil, but only looked at the other girls on the stage, lost in thought.
Selling things into Yihonglou is also the reason why a hundred flowers bloom?
The two big characters immediately drilled into Han Dongwen's mind.
Sell stolen goods?
This looks like a girl who buys wine bags, but it is actually for the public sale of stolen goods, and because of the asking price, it is more convenient than selling stolen goods privately. Are there people who want to buy things and trade with Yihonglou privately?
Han Dongwen frowned, and found that the water inside was probably deeper than he thought.
While he was thinking, several more girls had already been booked in the venue, and indeed there were very few transactions in cash, and in the end they were all hammered down on the priced treasures.
This further confirmed Han Dongwen's guess.
When he was thinking about the cause and effect between the Yihonglou deal and his becoming a wanted criminal, the introduction of the next girl caught his ears.
"The wind and the moon are boundless, the lychees are red, and the two golds are right!"
(End of this chapter)
liqueur.
There are too many kinds of wine in the world, but the brewing methods are always somewhat similar. Whether it is distillation or koji cooking, the result can be regarded as a highly concentrated raw material itself.
"Drinking the wine here means tasting the food here."
Once in Tianying City, Uncle Kun shook the flagon in his hand like this, and said to Xiao Gu, who had just joined the work team, with a half drunk.
Therefore, the wine of a certain place can have some local characteristics mixed in it.
Jinsha Niang is a kind of milk wine made from camel milk.
Different from the sweetness of milk wine on the prairie, Jinsha has a high alcohol content. Ordinary milk wine actually seems to have nothing to do with milk, and the liquor is only light yellow or light green.
But this golden sand brew is really milky white when poured into the cup.
Such a warm and mellow appearance, but it has a richness that is not as strong as Simeng spirits.
The women who are used to match naturally also have a more pure and intrusive beauty.
The skin of the woman on the stage is a very special wheat brown. Her skin is more reflective than the best porcelain glaze, and it is as deep and eye-catching as a deep, fragrant agarwood pearl.
Jinsha Brew does not play the piano or sing lyrics.
She doesn't even bother to wear a gauze dress with ruffled sleeves like Yang Liuqing, and she wears eye-catching gold pendants on her body. The large area of skin is reflected under the copper lamp and softly against the light, like the thinnest and gentlest beach in the world .
Dance.
People in the interior of Simeng may never have seen such a bold dance in other places.
The dancers are not pipa or flute, but big and small drums!
The gold ornaments shone like a pop in her whirling dance steps, and the drumbeat was even more unhurried and unhurried, without the mixing of other instruments, what was played was a kind of vast desolation.
"Good dance!"
Han Dongwen has also seen such a performance in the game, but perhaps because of his different mood and identity, he has never been as engrossed as he is now.
He turned his head to look at Yang Facai - this man covered in pearls and jade wanted to squeeze the little bell in his hand to burst, his eyes stared straight to the ground, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.
Yang Facai seems to be an easy-to-understand man, he likes to drink big wine.
This wine is really big.
"Have a good talk all night, with this jug of fine wine, three gold coins."
As soon as the host's voice came out, Yang Facai immediately raised his voice.
"I want!"
The starting price was also three gold dollars. The Jinsha Niang on the stage smiled and blinked at Han Dongwen and the others, stepped on their feet, and the dance steps began to spin gorgeously.
"I'll add two gold coins!"
There was a voice asking for a price from downstairs, and Han Dongwen heard it, and asked, "Boss Yang, is there an increase?"
Yang Facai grinned: "When a hundred flowers bloom, there is no reason for no one to fight for them, but those who can't even get a private room are not my opponents!"
He stretched out his sleeves to reveal his arms, grabbed the bell in his hand and jingled it.
The chime of the bell seemed to be different from the previous elegant bell.
Han Dongwen immediately heard footsteps approaching their private room, Shaoqing, sure enough, someone stepped in.
One old and one young.
"Boss Yang."
The young servant bowed his head respectfully and placed a tray.
Yang Facai grinned, untied the huge safety plaque from his neck, and put it on rather nonchalantly.
The old man stepped forward and began to comment on the amulet in a professional and reserved manner.
Not too long passed, and the two servants withdrew.
The voice of the host came again:
"Flavourful wine, plucking flowers and smelling honey, a mutton fat jade living mouth safety card, nine gold positive!"
Nine gold dollars!
Han Dongwen didn't know if the two gold coins that Yang Facai shouted at the beginning were among them, but whether it was seven or nine, the value of this Ping'an card was really high.
He couldn't help but glanced at Yang Facai in front of him, who hung an ordinary person's yearly money around his neck, and then took it off for a woman at will.
"Ding--"
"Offer for a private room!"
Another melodious ringtone came, but this time the private room where the bid was made was far away from Han Dongwen and the others, so they couldn't see the content clearly.
The same steps started, and everyone looked upstairs with excitement.
After the silence, the singing price resumed:
"Plucking flowers and sniffing honey, a competition for romance, a pair of swords with two swords, eleven golden gold!"
arms?
Can you really sell weapons?
"Damn, grind and chirp!"
Yang Facai gritted his teeth, and the bell in his hand rang again.
This time, he took off his jade wrench, and fished out an exquisite jade-encrusted and gold-carved leopard statue from his bosom, and hurriedly stuffed it into the bosom of the servant in charge of the appraisal.
An Olima woman like Jinsha Nong is indeed rare in Simeng.
"Private room bid, thirteen Jinzheng!"
Thirteen gold!
This is already a full five gold dollars higher than Yang Liuqing who took the lead before!
"Boss Yang is rich!" Han Dongwen gave a thumbs up.
Yang Facai blushed a little anxiously, and grinned: "Hehe, isn't the purpose of earning money just to spend money? What is more worth spending money than being happy?"
"Well said! It's just..."
The waiting after the bidding obviously made everyone very excited. Han Dongwen continued: "It's just that if you give the things to Yihonglou and you don't get them in the end, then wouldn't the Ping An card and the little golden leopard be returned to Boss Yang? Wouldn’t it be too slow to come back and identify each of them one by one?”
"Thirteen Jinzheng, good wine in your arms, please!"
Before Yang Facai could answer, the hammer fell on the court.
Jin Sha Niang stopped her whirling dance steps, her movements were smooth and charming, and she saluted and bid farewell to the audience generously.
"Hahahahaha! Good!!"
Yang Facai laughed heartily, his laugh was so contagious that even Han Dongwen couldn't help but feel happy for him.
According to the procedure, Jinsha Brew will come to their private room in a short while and drink with Yang Facai.
There is Han Dongwen next to him, isn't it a bit strange?
"fine!"
Yang Facai saw what Han Dongwen was thinking, and waved his hand: "If it weren't for the generosity of Chi Shaoxia today, I wouldn't be able to have a private room to sit in. Then I can only go back to the guest room. If I can't make up for the excitement that will follow, the young man will not be able to sit down in a private room." Stay here and eat and drink together!"
As he spoke, he had already stood up and turned to the door of the private room. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his attitude as gearing up.
Suddenly, Yang Facai seemed to have remembered Han Dongwen's question just now, and then replied: "Oh, the young man just asked, don't worry about the cumbersomeness, if you use the treasure to bid for the auction, it is equivalent to selling it to Yihonglou. If the auction is over, Yihonglou will directly convert it into cash dollars and send it back."
"Equal to selling it to Yihonglou?"
Han Dongwen was a little surprised when he heard it: "Then if I want to return my baby, don't I care about their cash dollars?"
Yang Facai chuckled: "That should work too, but selling things into Yihonglou is the reason why a hundred flowers bloom!"
During the conversation, a strong fragrance had already drifted into the room, and under the service of the maid, the Jinsha Niang, who was still dancing in the lobby just now, stood in front of Yang Facai.
One step, one tremor.
Yang Facai's mouth was about to burst into laughter, and he immediately took her into his arms and sat down.
The maid who followed in naturally put the real product - Jinsha wine sealed in an earthenware pot on the table, and the beauty covered in gold ornaments poured it into the cup and served it to Yang Facai and Han Dongwen.
"The two masters like me, so naturally they should also like this wine. I grew up drinking this wine, so I will use this wine to thank the master!"
Jinsha Niang smiled brightly, and quite readily put the milky white wine in the cup up into his throat.
"Good! This is really—"
Yang Facai laughed, hugged Jinsha Niang a little tighter, raised his glass and touched Han Dongwen, intending to say something about the wine.
But his mind is obviously not very calm now, and he can't remember a single sentence of the usual wine speech.
After hesitating for a while holding the cup, Yang Facai shook his voice:
"This is really good milk to make good wine, good wine to raise good milk! Do it!"
"Dry!"
Han Dongwen was deeply overwhelmed by this violent reply, after drinking a cup, Yang Facai stopped looking at him, and moved his head closer, almost gnawing Jinsha Nong's face.
He smiled, and stopped watching the scene of no evil, but only looked at the other girls on the stage, lost in thought.
Selling things into Yihonglou is also the reason why a hundred flowers bloom?
The two big characters immediately drilled into Han Dongwen's mind.
Sell stolen goods?
This looks like a girl who buys wine bags, but it is actually for the public sale of stolen goods, and because of the asking price, it is more convenient than selling stolen goods privately. Are there people who want to buy things and trade with Yihonglou privately?
Han Dongwen frowned, and found that the water inside was probably deeper than he thought.
While he was thinking, several more girls had already been booked in the venue, and indeed there were very few transactions in cash, and in the end they were all hammered down on the priced treasures.
This further confirmed Han Dongwen's guess.
When he was thinking about the cause and effect between the Yihonglou deal and his becoming a wanted criminal, the introduction of the next girl caught his ears.
"The wind and the moon are boundless, the lychees are red, and the two golds are right!"
(End of this chapter)
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