You can't imagine the happiness of the group performance

Chapter 432 I Have a Condition

Yanlai Building, the four-story wooden structure building is brightly lit, and people are rushing. Before people arrive, the fragrance of makeup and powder welcomes the guests with the wind. The two companions should yell to clear a way.

From ancient times to the present, as long as it is a brothel, there will definitely be a prostitute who is knowledgeable and interesting. Sure enough, before anyone enters the threshold, a soft and soft voice comes first.
"Yeah, I said why the magpies kept barking today. It turns out that the young master has arrived, and Miss Chu'er has been waiting for a long time..."

When we meet, it doesn't matter whether we are familiar with each other or not, in short, we will create a feeling of being at home for you.

Of course, there is also a deep meaning here, those who have never seen the world will soon show their timidity under the same enthusiasm offensive, and the old bustard will see it, and the next route will change accordingly.

It can be said that from the moment Jiang Yan entered the Yanlai Tower, or was watched on the street, all kinds of overt and covert temptations had already begun.

Fortunately, who is Jiang Yan? He has played the role of a boss, a genius, and even a fairy.

This is the most feared thing.

So Jiang Yan faced the old bustard who was a little too enthusiastic, regardless of whether the weather was cold or not, he pulled out the jade bone fan and opened it with a "snap". Fan, also fanned the smell of the rouge and gouache, and at the same time, slapped the old bustard's face with his Chanel men's perfume.

Just when the old bustard was quickly analyzing where the perfume came from, Jiang Yan said with a smile: "Wenjiuhui, is there any good wine?"

At this time, the old bustard also knew that his temptation was a bit disgusting, but it was good, the temptation was successful, because this man is definitely a noble person, and he can't be wrong!

So she tried not to focus on the exquisite jade bone fan, and then replied: "Of course there is, young master, please come with me."

Jiang Yan nodded gracefully, and the bustard led the way.

Soon came to a hall on the fourth floor.

At this time, there were already about twenty well-dressed men in the hall, some were old, some were middle-aged, some of them were young.

Sitting cross-legged one by one, or drinking, or talking, or writing and drawing with a pen.

The atmosphere of this exchange meeting seems to be very casual, everyone plays their own way.

But as soon as Jiang Yan came, everyone's attention came to him.

Which boy is this?
Why is he so imposing?

The scene fell into silence for a while.

And Jiang Yan was not afraid, standing there still gracefully asked the little girl who led the way to take off his shoes.

However, the snow boots are a bit advanced, and the little girl is not very good at it. Jiang Yan possessed himself to help. After the shoes were taken off, a group of people turned their attention to the shoes.

What kind of shoes are these? I've never seen them before.

Looking at Jiang Yan's white socks again, they are not entangled, but also reveal a sense of high class.

So the silent scene continued again.

Fortunately, Xue Chuer has long sleeves and is good at dancing, and the hot scene soon began.

Jiang Yan sat behind the soft table, looked at the cakes on the table, and stopped paying attention, while Xue Chuer, who was watching Sixteen Seven, stepped forward and gave a light salute: "My son is noble, and slaves don't dare Ask about your name, my master is very grateful to you for being able to enjoy the literary reception today."

This means not daring to ask the name, but actually asking for the name.

So Jiang Yan naturally took over the words: "Call me Jiang Yan, a student who is rushing to take an exam, heard that there is good wine here, so he came to bother you."

It's useless to me, and it's useless to me, Jiang Yan directly stated his intentions, a little crazy, but there are so many crazy men in the Tang Dynasty, he is nothing.

In addition, self-proclaimed Jiang Yan, and a student rushing for the exam, these words are basically just a kind of rhetoric to the people present.

Because everyone was like this when they first came to the flower field when they were young. Some people even said that they were boatmen, but who would believe it?After all, it can be seen from the appearance and temperament.

So everyone didn't worry about it, but nodded politely to the noble boy.

But Jiang Yan didn't pay much attention to these people, because he wanted to be even crazier.

So when Xue Chu'er, who was indeed in good shape and appearance, brought the wine and was about to pour Jiang Yan the wine.

Jiang Yan raised his hand again to stop it.

"I'm used to using my own glass."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the literati cast their gazes over again, and Jiang Yan was also under their noses. With a flip of his palm, he pulled out a white wine glass.

This kind of wine glass is very small, and it is a sip cup specially used for drinking liquor.

But the smaller the better.

So this time, everyone is not calm.

Xue Chuer was also shocked.

She was the closest, so she was surprised that Mr. Jiang took out this small cup as soon as he flipped his hands.

In addition, I was amazed at the fineness of this glass, crystal clear and flawless glass, which is absolutely the best in this era.

Fortunately, she knows that there are still some improvisations.

So I poured a little wine into the glass in a small way.

And after some reddish wine is poured into the glass, its crystal clear appearance will be fully revealed.

What everyone saw was the dark red liquid forming an arc at the bottom of the wine glass that was as clear as ice cubes, which was very beautiful.

It's a pity that this wine glass is a bit small, otherwise it would definitely be worth thousands of guan!

So soon there were drunken guests surrounding him.

"Master Jiang, where did you buy this wine glass?"

"This...Jiang... boy, you sell it to me for three hundred strings..."

A group of literati who had already drunk a little too much spoke up immediately.

But Jiang Yan still smiled and didn't speak.

He picked up the wine glass, smelled the wine in the glass, and took a sip. He felt normal, so his next move was to pour the wine into the fruit plate on the table.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yan frowned and said, "Bring good wine!"

"Young Master Jiang, this is the best Sanle Porridge in the Western Regions, but there is no better wine." An old man beside him reminded drunkenly.

At the same time, some people expressed doubts, saying that it is better to be in the palace, why don't you go?

The scene was slightly tense, and Xue Chuer's role was reflected. She smiled and said softly to Jiang Yan: "My lord, there is still a pot of fine wine in my house, but it's just Sanlejiang. You see, if..."

"Forget it then." Jiang Yan directly waved his hand and interrupted Xue Chuer's roundabout rudely.

This also made a group of men suddenly furious.

If it weren't for Jiang Yan's outfit and walking around, they were not sure about the situation, they would have beaten him up long ago.

However, before they got angry, Jiang Yan stroked the wine glass with one hand, and the empty wine glass was filled with transparent liquid.

Before everyone was surprised, a special and strong aroma of wine emanated from the entire space.

"What does it taste like?"

"It smells so good!"

"This is the fragrance of wine, what kind of wine..."

Sauce-flavored technology appeared for the first time in 729 A.D., and immediately made a group of drinkers unable to walk.

And Jiang Yan also took advantage of this moment to say to everyone: "This is good wine, who wants to taste it?"

As soon as the words fell, one of the oldest drinkers shouted: "The old man is welcome."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine glass carefully, first looked at the wine glass for a long time, then smelled it for a while, and then took a sip of Moutai amidst the persuasion and scolding of the crowd.

Then I saw the old man squinting his eyes tightly, his throat seemed to be on fire, and after the stimulation for a while, a strong smell of wine filled his entire mouth and chest cavity.

Then the old man praised: "Good wine!"

The old man gave a big praise, and then began to comment on this Moutai.

He babbled a lot of words that Jiang Yan didn't quite understand, which made the drunken literati and drinkers feel itchy.

So this time, the rest of the drinkers were not calm.

"Young Master Jiang, give me a drink too."

"I also want..."

Jiang Yan smiled slightly, and finally stated his purpose:

"Alcohol, enough, but I have a condition."

"What conditions, you say!" Someone shouted immediately.

Of course, some people began to think about it.

None of the people here are ordinary people, and I have never seen this Jiang before, so is it possible to use this method to win over some interests?

Combined with Jiang Yan's identity as a rushing exam student, many people have guessed in their hearts.

This is probably for this matter.

But even so, it doesn't hinder the wine tasting.

There are also many people who are very interested in Jiang Yan's wine and his "pouring wine from the air".

So after Jiang Yan said that he had the conditions, everyone basically cared about him, and agreed.

When Jiang Yan saw this, he asked Xue Chuer to serve him with pen and ink.

Xue Chuer immediately ordered the maid to go to work.

And she continued to stay in the heat.

At the same time, she also paid enough attention to Jiang Yan.

Ever since Jiang Yan entered the door of Pingkangfang, the maid has paid attention to him, so Xue Chuer also saw this man with a unique temperament from a distance from the window sill, so she asked the maid to invite him over.

As a brothel prostitute, whether she clings to the powerful or makes friends with celebrities and refined scholars, this is what she will do.

But when this man named Jiang Yan came up, his performance disappointed her a little.

This man is a bit crazy.

But at the same time, she was also very curious about Jiang Yan.

Especially the wine, and the trick of filling it with a flip of the hand.

If she thinks she has the chance, she can use this skill.

Of course, the most important thing before that is to see what this Jiang Yan wants to do.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were probably related to literature, and she wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this Jiang Yan gourd.

Those who also have the same idea are naturally a group of literati.

They are the least afraid of pen matters.

So what this little doll wants to do, many people have already made up their minds.

That is to write a poem, or write an article, and let everyone comment on it, and then let everyone recommend it?
This is the usual method of many scholars in Chang'an.

But for the sake of the wine and the glass, spending some time with him is not a big problem.

Of course, some people think that this kid is just here to have fun.

It depends on what he is wearing, can he do it without an official?
Hey, never mind, the wine and wine party is just for fun.

Thinking this way, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also in place.

And Jiang Yan also started to get started.

. . . . . .

After the calligraphy skills were gone, Jiang Yan's thin gold body skills dropped greatly, but fortunately, he still had a general memory, so he probably practiced for a few days in Chang'an these days.

The level has risen rapidly. Although there is still a long way to the green skill level, it also let him know that without the skill, it is not true that all the body memory is lost. In other words, if you practice again, it will be much faster than usual.

So in the past few days, Jiang Yan has achieved the level of thin gold body that can be seen, and then he came out of the mountain.

So now, Jiang Yan said to everyone:

"I have a few couplets here. Who among you can match them? I will not only give you wine, but also a cup. How about it? Would you like to play?"

Aw~ Got it.

This is for fun!

Playing and making friends with Lai, the nature is completely different, and many people are relieved.

Of course, many people are also thinking that this is a long-term investment.

But it doesn't matter, it's still the same sentence, just play.

So the old man who drank at the beginning spoke first:

"Master Jiang, I still have a few ounces of ink in my stomach. I will accept your good wine with a smile."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Yan to write.

The rest also smiled and encouraged.

Xue Churen took the initiative to dip Jiang Yan's pen in ink.

At the same time, pay attention to Jiang Yan's expression.

But Jiang Yan remained calm, took a pen and started writing.

At the same time, a group of drunken literati are also there to start their memories.

Talk about what happened back then, when did you meet a little doll last year.

In short, it is just saying that there are many people who want to challenge us.

In the end, Ka, I was completely convinced by myself.

But everyone didn't say a few words, and soon some people couldn't speak.

Everyone was attracted by the words written by Jiang Yan.

"This font..."

"Sigh~"

"Thin, hard and spirited, with a fine brush..."

"This is a new font, it looks like it hasn't been completed yet..."

"That's right, that's amazing..."

A group of people stroked their beards and sighed.

Jiang Yan's handwriting was a little rusty, and they could tell.

But this does not affect the shock brought by the innovation of the thin gold body.

But soon, they were shocked again by the Five Elements Shanglian.

The old man who had drunk was the first to change direction, paralleling Jiang Yan.

Then tremblingly read out the five couplets:
"Lonely and cold window empty widow."

"The chicken and the dog cross the Shuang Bridge all the way with plum blossoms and bamboo leaves."

"What people say is said by those who say it, and what everyone says, it is better not to say it."

"Tune the piano, tune the new tune, tune it to make it wonderful."

"Smoke Lock... Pond Willow!"

The old man was numb by the end.

His beard kept trembling there.

Why, because this is absolute!
The quality was so high that he clicked his tongue.

"Sigh~"

"Huh~"

"Tsk tsk!"

"This..."

For a while, a group of senior intellectuals suddenly understood the difficulty of these five couplets and fell into thinking.

Jiang Yan, on the other hand, continued to pour the wine, and after taking a gulp, he stroked the table with his palm.

Immediately there were eight more one-sip cups.

So a total of nine drinking glasses were neatly arranged on the table.

This move once again shocked everyone present.

Jiang Yan's image in the eyes of everyone also became more and more mysterious.

But Jiang Yan still didn't care, he calmly said to everyone: "Nine cups are a set, I won't say how much this set is worth, it's tacky, whoever can match them all, I'll give it to him!"

When everyone heard this, many people's eyes lit up.

This set, there is no one who can't get down to a hundred thousand.

And nine is the supreme number, this kind of moral blessing can definitely raise a lot of shelves.

Of course, it's really vulgar to sell it. It's unique for your own use. It's face-saving!
So how could a group of literati be uninterested?

Of course, he still said: It doesn't matter about the others, but we are still happy with the pair.

So the big guys all entered the thinking stage.

On the other hand, Jiang Yan smiled slightly, and continued to add: "If you are not right, just help me find someone. That person is called Li Bai. If I find it, I will still give him the whole set."

As a result, when everyone heard it, regardless of whether they recognized it or not, they all ignored this condition and did things for you. Who would do it?

So everyone continued to think.

But Jiang Yan still had a calm expression on his face, without the slightest disturbance.

Of these pairs, it’s okay to say that one or two pairs are right, but if they are all right, let alone the Tang Dynasty, there will be no solution even 1000 years later.

So he directly passed these old men, and said to Xue Chuer:
"Miss Xue, I have no place to sleep at night, you can arrange it."

Xue Chu'er was slightly startled when she heard the words, she was still thinking about pairing and changing wine glasses just now.

Jiang Yan suddenly said this to her, which shocked him.

So she replied hesitantly: "Young master, I don't stay at night at home."

She thought about raising the price herself, but Jiang Yan said directly:
"It's okay, other rooms are fine."

"...Yes, my lord, the slave family will arrange a room for you."

Xue Chuer saluted and agreed, but a trace of regret flashed away in her heart.

But Jiang Yan didn't care, and continued to flirt with this group of literati who didn't know each other at all, but were very familiar with them.

"You can't, what's right, keep working hard..."

(End of this chapter)