"How is this? Is this poem pretty good?"

Wang Le looked at the fat shopkeeper and the young man who looked shocked, and asked with a smile.

Before coming to Wenkui Tower, Wang Le released his spiritual sense and roughly learned about the cultural atmosphere and level of Aolai Country from the chats between teahouses and restaurants in the city.

Then I found that it was very similar to the feudal dynasty era in China. The biggest difference was that there were no cultural celebrities in the history of China.

In other words, the appearance of Tang poetry and Song lyrics here is original.

Since that's the case, Wang Le must be the first to be a porter of writing so that he can have a meal in Wenkui Tower.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le saw that the fat shopkeeper and the young man were still stunned, and couldn't help but frown and said, "What? Is it good or bad? I have to give you a happy word!"

The fat shopkeeper who finally came to his senses quickly nodded and admitted, "I have never heard of this poem before, and it is obviously your original work."

After a pause, the fat shopkeeper continued, "This poem with autumn as the theme is indeed a rare fine product. It seems that you are really a master of this."

Wang Le smiled but said nothing. Of course, he would not tell the other party that the poem "Autumn Ci" was written by Liu Yuxi, known as the poet.

Of course, this song "Autumn Ci" is definitely not as famous as the "Inscription on the Humble Room" written by Liu Yuxi.

However, in Wang Le's opinion, a song "Autumn Ci" is enough to enter the gate of Wenkui Tower.

Seeing the fat shopkeeper nodding and was about to step over the threshold and enter Wenkui Tower, Wang Le saw two old men next to him who had not spoken. One of them suddenly said, "Little friend, stay!"

Wang Le paused under his feet, looked at the other party and asked with a faint smile, "Senior, what are you going to teach me?"

I saw the old man with a rosy complexion and bright eyes looking at Wang Le carefully and asked, "Are you ready to pay for the wine?"

"Uh!" Wang Le raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party and the fat shopkeeper with a hint of confusion. He couldn't help but ask, "Can there be any rules here?"

Before the old man could speak, the fat shopkeeper rushed to respond with a smile on his face and said, "It depends on what wine you want to drink."

Wang Le replied without hesitation, "Of course you have to drink good wine, otherwise it would be boring."

Then another short old man touched his white beard and smiled and said, "The best wine in Wenkuilou is not that easy to drink. This is not just a casual poem."

Wang Le smiled softly and replied with a calm face, "What I am best at is writing poetry. Today, Mr. Wang has been sure to drink the best wine in Wenkuilou."

After a pause, Wang Le looked at the fat shopkeeper and said, "What are some of them? Even if you cut them down, then it will be."

The fat shopkeeper couldn't help but look up and down with a scrutiny look on his face, and slowly asked, "You are sure you want to drink the best wine in Wenkuilou?"

Wang Le replied lightly, "Since you have come to this Yujing City, of course you have to taste the good things here. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

When the fat shopkeeper saw that Wang Le didn't look like he was joking, he immediately looked at the other party with a serious face and said, "If you want to drink the best wine in Wenkuilou, you have to write a good poem with wine as the theme and be recognized by everyone."

"Watch wine as the theme?" Wang Le touched his nose with a strange expression, almost laughing out loud, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "There are not too many classics about wine written in Tang poetry and Song lyrics. I can calm you down by taking out one of them!"

Speaking of this, the fat shopkeeper looked at the two old men who had never left, and said with a respectful face, "With two old men here, I believe that we will definitely get the most fair judgment!"

Just as Wang Le's eyes fell on the two old men, the fat shopkeeper took the initiative to introduce to him, "The two old men are the literary masters of my Aolai Country, leaving behind countless classic works."

Wang Le bowed politely and said, "Then I'll bother the two elders to be judged."

At this time, the old man with bright eyes smiled and said, "If you win, I wonder if you can ask for a glass of wine?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the short, old man with a white beard followed and said, "That's right, I haven't drunk the thunder and rain dew from Wenkui Tower for some years."

"Thunder and Rain." Wang Le silently said in his heart, thinking that it was the best wine name in Wenkuilou.

At this moment, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the words "Thunder, Rain and Dew" are Jun's kindness."

At this moment, the fat shopkeeper spoke again and explained to Wang Le, "The recipe of our Wenkui Tower Thunder Rain is from the national master, and it is a unique peerless wine in this world."

"So if you want to drink this Thunder Rain Dew, you don't have money, but you have to have enough talent to be qualified to drink this immortal wine!"

"Uh! National Master?" Wang Le couldn't help but flash a strange look in his eyes. He was surprised and thought to himself, "This National Master Yunhu is really a wonderful person, and he is still a literary and artistic man!"

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose habitually again, and then asked, "This poem comes in. I want to drink the best wine in Wenkui Tower. Another song is called "Thunder and Rain Dew". Do you have to write one more song for the meal that is called "Ship"?"

The fat shopkeeper smiled and shook his head, "As long as you can write a poem that can drink thunder and rain, you can taste the delicious food in Wenkui Tower, and you will not receive any penny!"

Wang Le smiled softly and replied, "I have never liked to owe money, I just write an extra poem, it's no big deal."

Then Wang Le walked into Wenkui Tower and laughed and said, "Shopkeeper, get Thunder Rain Dew ready!"

The fat shopkeeper was stunned at first, and then he said to himself with suspicion, "Hmph! The young and frivolous boy, it was five years ago that a guest drank thunder and rain dew in my Wenkui Tower last time."

After a pause, the fat shopkeeper looked at the young man next to him and instructed him, "Go and prepare paper and pen for this guest."

After saying that, the fat shopkeeper invited the two old men to join Wenkui Tower with respect...

After a while, the entire Wenkui Tower knew that someone wanted to drink Thunder and Yulu.

The entire Wenkui Building has five floors. Except for the first floor lobby, the other floors are separated into a private room.

These private rooms have front and rear windows. The front windows can see the scenery outside the restaurant. When the rear windows open, you can see the first floor lobby.

At this time, in order to facilitate guests to see the stage set in the first-floor lobby, famous actors often perform on it.

Back to the point, Wang Le, Fat Storekeeper and others arrived at a dining table in the first floor lobby, and the actor standing on the stage singing stopped at the right time.

At this moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Wang Le standing in front of the table.
Chapter completed!