While Yingren was drinking, Chu Huan looked at Feng Wuma next to him. After a glance, he saw Feng Wuma's expression was very serious. His hand seemed to be sweeping on the wine cup, but Chu Huan's eyes were extremely sharp and he could see clearly. There seemed to be a small silver needle between Feng Wuma's fingers. When his hand swept over the wine cup, the silver needle also swept through the wine cup.

Chu Huan knew that Feng Wuma was calm and was already checking Yingren whether the wine was poisonous. The Divine Uniform Guard made people famous. Sure enough, he was cautious everywhere and careful every step.

Yingren sipped a sip of wine, and soon showed a strange look. He took a sip and frowned. He glanced at the shop's shop, pondered slightly, and finally said, "It's not a good wine. Although the color is pure and the fragrance is not bad, the taste... is a little jet lag..." Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Is this Qianye Hong?"

Seeing Yingren picky, the shopkeeper did not dare to show any unhappiness, and bowed and said, "It's Qianye Hong!"

Yingren glanced at Sun Desheng and said slowly: "Sun Desheng, Qianye Hong... I seem to have heard of it?"

The shop clerk smiled and said, "Is this the wine from the Fang family in Xinzhou or the imperial wine from the capital that was paid tribute to the capital."

In fact, the so-called imperial wine is certainly not such a wine. Although it is brewed by the same family, the imperial wine that is tributed to the court every year naturally costs more than this one. The same Qianyehong, the imperial wine Qianyehong in the capital, and the Qianyehong sold by the people are very different.

Yingren showed a look like this, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it out loud. He just put down the wine glass and said a little depressedly: "You can't go to the table."

Chu Huan also frowned and said, "Man, there is no good wine in your restaurant? Why are they all like this?"

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Objectively, there is another kind of wine, but...!" Before he finished speaking, Chu Huan said coldly: "If you still have such a bad wine, you don't have to bring it up again. If you don't have good wine here, let's change to another restaurant to drink it!"

The shop assistant said, "I am not sure about it. Qianyehong was sold to Yunshan Mansion recently. Yunshan Mansion also has good local wine. It is bamboo sake brewed by Heshengquan, which is very popular..."

Chu Huan frowned and said, "Bamboo sake? Yes, this kind of wine was always drunk in big restaurants." He looked at Yingren and asked, "Young Master Xu, why not come to two more jars of bamboo sake to taste the taste? If not, let's take a look elsewhere."

Yingren first drank the blue and white cellar, and was full of fire. This time, he drank Qianyehong. Although it was much better than the blue and white cellar, he always felt that there was an indescribable strange smell in the wine. He was very disappointed and had no intention of drinking. However, after hearing Chu Huan say this, he thought about it and finally nodded and said, "Take it, I want to see, what bad wine does you have in this broken restaurant." In fact, he didn't have much hope for the bamboo sake mentioned.

The shopkeeper once again brought two jars of bamboo sake and opened the jar. A strong aroma of wine immediately came to his nose. Yingren, who was originally interested, was shocked when he smelled the aroma of bamboo sake.

In fact, if you face the finals head-on, there will be some gap between Qianyehong and Bamboo Sake. After all, Bamboo Sake has a golden wine cellar, which is an advantage that the Fang family cannot match.

Qianyehong from the Fang family needs to pay tribute to imperial wine, and every year it needs to pay tribute to the court, which cannot be sloppy, so the focus of Fang family wine shop is on imperial wine.

Because of this, the quality of other wines placed in the Fang family in the wine market is naturally worse, while the Su family strives to maintain their reputation. The bamboo sake on the market is brewed from the golden earth cellar. In this way, the existing gap between the two is even wider.

The shopkeeper poured the wine, Yingren picked up the wine glass, and Feng Wuma quickly checked it quietly, then gave Yingren a positive look. Yingren then raised his nose and smelled it, took a small sip, and his brows stretched out, then savored it again, and then cursed to the shopkeeper: "Your restaurant has this good wine, why didn't you bring it up earlier? He also said that Qianyehong is the best wine in your restaurant. It's really nonsense. I think this... By the way, what's this called?"

"Bamboo sake!" said the shop clerk.

Yingren said, "Yes, bamboo sake, this name is not bad, it is fragrant and mellow, and contains bamboo fragrance..." He laughed at Chu Huan, "Chu Huan, this wine is not bad." He quickly frowned and asked, "Chi Yehong's inferior wine can become imperial wine. Is this bamboo sake an imperial wine?"

Sun Desheng said a little embarrassedly: "Young Master Xu, we can only choose one of our sixteen roads as the imperial wine for each road. The imperial wine on Xishan Road is Xinzhou Fangjia, Zhu Sake... not imperial wine!"

Yingren raised his eyebrows and said, "What?" He slapped the table hard and said angrily, "What the hell is Qiao Mingtang doing? Do you use inferior products as good people to fool the court?" As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt a little out of control.

The shop guy changed his color a little, thinking that the young man was so ruthless that he dared to openly rebuke Governor Qiao in the restaurant. If the government knew about this, it would inevitably be trouble.

Sun Desheng glanced at Chu Huan and saw that Chu Huan was calm and calm, so he approached Yingren and said carefully: "Young Master Xu, you can't blame Governor Qiao for this choice of wine. This... this is the responsibility of Guanglu Temple!"

Yingren was stunned, then understood something, his face turned gloomy, he suddenly stood up, and said coldly: "It's boring to drink this wine, let's go." Without saying much, he left alone, looking very annoyed.

Sun Desheng lost a silver ingot and several people followed him out.

Yingren was very angry at this time. As a prince, how could he tolerate someone to fool the court with inferiority and head down and go out, and then he wanted to go back and call Shen Jing, the young minister of Guanglu Temple, to scold him.

At this time, the drizzle had already fallen from the sky, and the drizzle was drizzle, like tiny needles floating down from the sky. There were already very few pedestrians on the street, and they were hiding from the rain or speeding up their steps to rush home.

Yingren just lowered his head and went out. As soon as he left the door, he suddenly felt a figure in front of him, and another faint fragrance could be smelled from his nose. He had practiced rough martial arts and had a quick reaction. He knew that he was going to hit someone and stopped suddenly.

"Oh!" A soft voice sounded, full of surprise. Yingren raised his head and saw two people retreating with umbrellas, looking very panicked.

Yingren was stunned when he saw the person in front of him, but his eyes could no longer be removed.

In front of me were two girls holding a butter paper umbrella. One of them was wearing a green long skirt with a green little apac on it and a skirt in the other hand. She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she seemed to be with Yingren, with a beautiful melon-shaped face, delicate facial features and white skin. She was not considered a stunning beauty, but she looked very clean, which reminded people of Ruoye's shiny yarn and the beauty of the green lotus.

The girl has clear eyes, very lively, with a little indulgent, with few jewelry but very exquisite, charming, and those slightly frightened beautiful eyes will make people feel pity when they see it.

Yingren looked at the young girl like a lotus, and was stunned for a moment.

Next to the girl was a girl in blue holding an oil paper umbrella, a few years younger than the girl in green skirt. She shouted at Yingren: "Why don't you look at the road when you walk? It shocked my sister, do you know? You still don't apologize!"

Yingren has never apologized to others in his life. Even if he is a prince, he has done something wrong, no one dares to say that he has the word "no", and no one dares to make him apologize.

But at this moment, Yingren couldn't help but bow, his voice was very soft: "Yes...I was wrong. I was accidentally, you...you were frightened, you are so...I'm so sorry...I..." He didn't know what to say for a moment, but he was always stuttering, and his face turned a little red.

For some reason, he had seen so many beauties in the palace, but no one could touch his heart. On the contrary, the girl in the green skirt in front of him, Yingren's heart actually thumped when she saw her for the first time. This was a feeling of heartbeat that she had never experienced before.

The girl in green dress saw Yingren stammeringly, and the frightened look in her eyes slowly disappeared. She turned her head and looked at the girl beside her and said softly: "Yue'er, don't talk nonsense." She gave Yingren Yingying, and smiled and said: "Young Master, don't worry, it's fine!"

Her voice was like a clear spring hitting a stone, gently, crisply, when she smiled brightly, her bright eyes and white teeth, like a daffodil blooming quietly, and her beauty was incomparable in an instant.

Her sweet smile was more like a fresh spring breeze, which made Yingren feel extremely comfortable all over her body. At this time, Chu Huan and others had already followed, and they were all surprised to see Yingren like this.

The girl in green skirt didn't say much. Seeing Yingren staring at her blankly, she smiled softly, and turned around and was about to leave, Yingren couldn't help but stretch out her hand and shouted, "What's your name?"

In public, asking for the girl's name was a big taboo. Yingren saw that the girl in green skirt was about to leave, but he was anxious, but he still couldn't help asking.

The girl in green skirt looked at Yingren, was stunned at first, and then smiled shamelessly. Although she was not old, her movements were still graceful and moving, and she showed a bit of charm in her pure beauty.

Yue'er, who was holding an umbrella next to her, glared at Yingren, obviously very dissatisfied with Yingren, and then said softly to the girl in green skirt: "Sister, this is a fool..."

The girl in green skirt stretched out her delicate jade fingers and gently pointed it on Yue'er's forehead, and said in a soft voice: "Let you not talk nonsense, you just don't listen, let's see how I deal with you when I go back."

At this moment, I heard the sound of a carriage. A carriage passed by the girl in green skirt, but soon stopped. A head was poked out from the window, looking at the girl in green skirt, and laughed: "Hey, isn't this Miss Lingshuang? What a coincidence, Miss Lingshuang, why are you having Yaxing coming to the street to stroll? I am free and just walking with you. What do you think?"

This person looks weird, frivolous and full of teasing.

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