My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 15 The Wine 200 Years Ago
Among them, Zhang Zifeng, the youngest, is already a college student.

So drinking is not a taboo for everyone.

but……

"Don't even think about wine, it's not like you don't know how picky our program crew is."

Huang Lei made insinuations, shook his head and said, "If the old man hadn't come, the dinner probably wouldn't have been settled."

When everyone heard this, they all laughed.

This is really true.

If it wasn't for the old man, it would be according to the usual stinginess of the program group and the level of trapping that everyone can't bear to look directly at.

Today's meal is probably difficult even with three dishes and one soup!
"You want to drink?"

At this moment, Xiao Chen looked at the crowd and said thoughtfully: "I remember that I still have an unopened jug of wine."

Unopened wine?
Not only Huang Lei and others, but also the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

According to the age of the old man, this wine is probably not too old!

"Old man, how long have you kept your wine?"

Huang Lei couldn't help asking.

"I can't remember. I guess it's at least 200 years!"

Xiao Chen frowned and said.

"200?!"

Everyone was startled.

It was the Qing Dynasty 200 years ago!

Could it be that the old man is even older than they thought? !

"That's right. I remember that there was an emperor at that time. He seemed to be called Kangxi. Although this emperor was a foreigner, he was still somewhat talented. I once chatted with him and told him that if he didn't treat the Li people well, he would be killed. He was so frightened that he quickly agreed, not only gave me a few jars of good wine, but also said that he would build a temple for me. As a result, when I woke up, I found that the Qing Dynasty had perished, and my temple was also demolished, leaving only the wine. down."

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded.

He even stopped eating.

It seems to be four statues.

And the audience of the live broadcast room,

Simply put a question mark on the barrage.

"???"

"???"

"The old man started again?"

"Wife, wife, can you blow it?!"

"Don't tell me, I just like to see his old man bragging in a serious manner!"

"It's good to live for a long time. You can brag about it as you like, and the younger ones don't dare to say anything!"

"To be honest, Kangxi and I have known each other for a long time!"

"Cut! I even had sex with Zhu Yuanzhang!"

"Everyone blows up, right?"

Xiao Chen naturally couldn't see the barrage.

He stood up on his own and walked towards the door.

"Master! Where are you going?!"

Huang Lei quickly got up and asked.

"Go dig that altar of wine of mine, that kid Kangxi honored me with that wine."

Depend on!
It turns out that the old man talked for a long time, introducing the origin of that jar of wine!

Don't worry about whether those words are true or not, the old man must not be allowed to do this kind of work!

"Peng Peng! Let's go help!"

"it is good!"

Several people in the room quickly picked up their hoes, and the shovel followed them out.

Walked towards the back mountain for about 10 minutes.

Xiao Chen finally stopped in front of a hillside.

He looked around, nodded and said, "That's right, it should be here."

"Old man, do you mean that you buried the wine under this hillside?"

Huang Lei asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"No mistake, although hundreds of years have passed, I still remember it."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"But how deep should we dig?"

He Jiong couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen stomped the soil a few times, as if he was measuring the depth.

After a while, he spoke again:

"Dig eight meters down."

Eight meters? !
Huang Lei and the others gasped.

When will this be dug?
It is estimated that it will be dark after digging!
"Mr. Huang, what should I do?"

Peng Yuchang looked at Huang Lei pitifully.

He understands that he is the chief labor force in the crowd.

"What else can I do? Listen to the old man!"

Huang Lei shook his head, then raised his hoe.

Honestly, he dug up at the position Xiao Chen said.

The entire audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Eat well.

Why did he suddenly go to the deep mountains and old forests to dig for wine?
Could it be that what the old man said is true?

He didn't mean to amuse people.

But is there really hidden delicacies that Kangxi honored him underground?

No one dared to continue guessing.

Because it is too incredible!

Xiao Chen didn't think too much about it.

It was only after He Jiong accidentally mentioned it today that he realized that he still had a few jars of good wine hidden underground.

He used to drink like hell.

But because his wife a hundred years ago didn't like him drinking, he buried all the wine.

Now the wife has turned into loess.

Only the wine remained.

Speaking of which, things are right and wrong.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen raised his head and read the words of his friend Su Shi.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine!

I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve!

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu!
It's so cold in the heights, dance to find out the shadows, how is it like being in the world! "

The opening line of this poem is full of pride.

Ask the sky for wine!
Dare to ask whether Qingtian can answer the questions of ordinary people in this world?

Why is there birth, old age, sickness and death?
Why is there love and hatred?

Why do all the old people go, leaving me alone in the ups and downs of the world?
Qingtian couldn't answer.

So mortals can only drink to relieve their worries.

But worry about worry.

"The old man is so elegant!"

Although Huang Lei was sweating profusely from exhaustion, he was also infected by Xiao Chen.

Literary and artistic youths have this common problem.

In the past and present, how many geniuses have been born in Xia Kingdom.

Leave their respective figures in the history of literature.

The appearance of these figures was accompanied by wine.

Cao Cao, Li Bai, Tang Bohu, Tao Yuanming, including Su Shi.

There are many, many more.

Which of these ghosts is not a drunkard.

Huang Lei prides himself on being a young man, so he also loves drinking.

After listening to Xiao Chen's poems read out, he dug harder.

After digging for a full two hours.

They finally dug out two jars of wine from the eight-meter-deep pit.

"My God! There is really wine!"

Zhang Zifeng covered her mouth in amazement.

Not only her, but the others were also shocked.

At first everyone thought the old man was joking.

But I never thought that what he said turned out to be true!
"Let me see it quickly!"

Huang Lei couldn't wait to hold the wine jar in his arms.

He looked around the jar and said in surprise:
"This wine jar alone is estimated to have a history of hundreds of years!"

And Xiao Chen said calmly:

"Let's go, go back and open it up to drink."

"exactly."

Huang Lei was overjoyed, and he didn't dislike the dirty jar.

Holding the jar in their arms, he and He Jiong ran down the mountain quickly.

Not long after, the two returned to the mushroom house.

Zhang Zifeng immediately found a rag and wiped the jar carefully.

As the thick dust was wiped away, the jar revealed the true face of Lushan Mountain.

I saw a big "tribute" written on each of the two wine jars.

There is also a red seal on it.

The annual calendar of the wine factory is engraved.

Kangxi 17 years!
Heck!

What the old man said is true!
This wine is really handed down from the reign of Emperor Kangxi!
Huang Lei and the others opened their mouths wide, their minds went blank.

(End of this chapter)