As soon as the lid was opened, the fragrance filled the restaurant. The rich aroma of wine was like the day when a century-old cellar was opened. The fragrance came to your nose. After smelling it, it also made people feel fragrant and sweet, and the people in the middle want to be drunk.

Although the diners here are a little poor here, who is not a big bowl of wine and eats meat outside the valley?

As soon as I smelled the fragrance of the wine, everyone was salivating and sucking water.

The wine is in the moment, but I can only smell it. That feeling is really itchy.

The scholar poured two glasses, and the wine gourd was found at the bottom. He poured the wine in the gourd so that it was not much or less, just two glasses.

He said to Yan Qingrui, "Come on, try it, this is my treasure!"

Yan Qingrui shook her head and smiled, "The amount of wine is not large, so it's better for the uncle to drink it yourself!"

The diners looked at Yan Qingrui as if they were idiots. Such good wine may not be able to drink a drop in their lifetime. This black boy didn't know what luck he had. Not only did he have such good food, but he also had such good wine.

But this black boy was not polite and wanted to refuse. Do he know how great a blessing this is? Not to mention a glass of such a good wine, even if they only taste a drop of it, they will be satisfied.

Why didn't they come a little late?

If they came later, wouldn’t the one who sat on the same table with the middle-aged scholar be replaced by himself? If they were replaced by himself, wouldn’t the person who was blessed to be himself?

The middle-aged scholar rolled his eyes and said, "Little brother, what are the mother-in-law and mother doing? I'm lucky enough to have dinner at the same table. I'll ask you to drink it and come, do it!"

Yan Qingrui was hard to refuse, and she couldn't help but seem pretentious if she refused again. She smiled and said, "Then I'm not as respectful as I'm better to obey my duty!"

When I picked up the wine glass, the wine was indeed mellow and intoxicating, and it was so intoxicating that it smelled.

The scribe drank the wine in his glass in one sip and said, "If you drink, you have to drink like this. Drinking in small sips is a woman's way of drinking."

Yan Qingrui was so amused that she drank the wine in one gulp.

Although she is indeed a woman, she is now a man. Besides, she can't drink good wine. In the 21st century, she has drunk two pounds of Moutai in one breath. This mere glass of wine will not hurt her.

The wine is clear and the teeth and cheeks are sweet. It is so beautiful and sweet.

However, when the wine enters the throat, it will be like a ball of fire, starting from the throat and burning downward.

Yan Qingrui's entire face became hot. Fortunately, she pretended to be a black boy, so no matter how hot she was on her face, she was just a dark and thin face.

However, just a glass of wine, she could clearly feel the heat from the wine flowing to her limbs and bones. Her face changed slightly. Could it be that she was still fooled after all?

When the wine hit her lips just now, she was obviously very careful and used a silver needle to probe it without knowing it. It was not poisonous. However, since it was not poisonous, why did the meridians and blood in the body seem to be burning? Wherever the blood flows, the feeling of burning goes. Wherever the meridians run, it is like that piece of meridians are about to be burned and broken.
Chapter completed!