Men's love for wine is the same as their pursuit of beauty.

  It's completely out of control!

  "Drunk on the knees of a beauty, wake up and take control of the world."

  "The luminous cup of wine and wine, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately."

  "Since ancient times, saints and sages have all been lonely, and only the drinker has left his name."

  "I will drink wine, don't stop drinking!"

  A variety of poems and phrases have been passed down through the ages.

  Even today.

  People's pursuit of fine wine is also obvious to all.

  Don't say anything else.

  Just like now.

  When Ye Tian said that he had the tribute wine that the little emperor gave him, the entire live broadcast room of yearning was boiling!

  ???

  ???

  "This old man, won't he be bragging?"

  "Fuck!"

  "Really or not, Gongjiu?"

  "A hundred years of Maotai, how delicious it is!"

  "Tsk tsk, it's good to live long!"

  "Hahahaha, hard work Peng Peng!"

  "Peng Peng just lost weight!"

  "I feel that Mr. Huang's wine bug has been hooked up."

  "Not to mention Mr. Huang, I'm greedy now."

  ………………

  at last.

  After digging for a full ten minutes.

  Sweaty Pumbaa,

  Two jars of wine were dug out from the pit nearly three meters deep.

  "Really!"

  Teacher He said in surprise.

  This is my heart.

  Originally, everyone thought that the old man was confused, and he remembered it wrong.

  Unexpectedly.

  What he said turned out to be true!

  "incredible!"

  Huang Xiaochu looked at the two jars of wine that Peng Peng put there, and hurried over to check.

  "Don't say it, it's really an old thing."

  Huang Xiaochu, who has a little research on antiques, said: "This jar is at least something from the late Qing Dynasty."

  "Let's go, take it back and wipe it up."

  Ye Tian said calmly beside him.

  "exactly."

  Chef Huang nodded quickly.

  He didn't dislike the dirty jar either, so he and Mr. He each held a jar and walked down the mountain.

  The jar is not heavy, only about ten pounds in total.

  The two held each other with little effort.

  Go back to the mushroom house.

  Sister Zifeng found a rag and wiped it carefully.

  These two jars of wine finally revealed the true colors of Mount Lu.

  A capital letter tribute was printed on the wine jar.

  above,

  There's even a stamp.

  "The Qing Dynasty Xuantong Internal Affairs Office."

  Huang Xiaochu read out the traditional content on the seal, then raised his head and looked at Ye Tian in surprise.

  "Ancestor, have you really met Emperor Xuantong?"

  Ye Tian nodded with a calm expression on his face.

  hiss!

  Several people took a deep breath.

  Emperor Xuantong was three years old when he ascended the throne and six years old when he abdicated.

  But that was one hundred and ten years ago.

  No matter when Ye Tian met him.

  The old ancestor in front of him was at least one hundred and thirty years old!

  Awesome!

  The audience in the entire live broadcast room swiped these two words on the barrage.

  "Too good!"

  "It's really a tribute wine!"

  "The tribute wine that has been around for more than a hundred years!"

  "This thing can almost be put in a museum."

  "My God! How much more could there be!"

  "Reluctant to drink, really reluctant."

  "Isn't it!"

  Looking at the two jars, many viewers who like to drink are full of emotion.

  As a wine lover,

  Encountering such a good wine is simply a lifetime of luck.

  to be frank,

  Drinking is reluctant to drink, even if you just look at it, you are already satisfied.

  ………………

  "Rhubarb, bring a cup, let's open a jar."

  Ye Tian told Huang Xiaochu.

  The thoughts of the audience are not his.

  In Ye Tian's view,

  Wine is made to drink.

  No matter how precious and good wine, why don't you keep it?

  "Uh, old ancestor, do you really want to drink?"

  Huang Xiaochu hesitated for a while after hearing the words.

  Then he said: "This wine has been around for more than a hundred years, and it has almost evaporated. In case of poisoning..."

  Although liquor has no shelf life,

  But after all, it is a century-old wine, and no one can guarantee that this wine will have problems.

  "Not really."

  Ye Tian shook his head and said, "In [-], when I met an old friend in Shencheng, I opened a jar of this wine and it tasted pretty good. He also said at the time that he would take me to Hong Kong Island for a drink if he had a chance. This wine's..."

  talking and talking.

  He seemed to have thought of something, and then sighed.

  No more talking.

  Everyone was startled.

  Even across the screen, they could feel Ye Tian's emotional changes.

  He now,

  Very sad.

  "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

  Sister Zifeng asked Ye Tian cautiously.

  Ye Tian raised his head after hearing this, glanced at the little girl, and then said: "It's nothing, it's just that there are fewer and fewer old friends, and some people may never be seen again after this meeting."

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