It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

An Xin sat on a thick cushion with a desk in front of her.

Seeing Gongsun Lanyue's unrestrained sitting posture next to him, An Xin wondered if it was Gongsun Hong, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, who had the wrong child in his arms for some reason.

Except for Gongsun Lanyue's exquisite and beautiful face, her height of 1.7 meters, and her bold and pungent personality, she doesn't look like the daughter of a civil official's family, but more like a girl raised by a military general's family.

"Miss Gongsun's mother is the daughter of a general."

An Xin looked sideways at Jiang Xuan, who was already drinking tea, and raised her hand to touch her face. Is she acting so obvious?
However, Jiang Xuan's explanation also let An Xin know why this girl's temperament is a bit of a heartless tomboy.

"Sister An's Qiong berry wine is the most mellow and pleasant, extremely delicious." Gongsun Lanyue glanced at Jiang Xuan, and moved a little closer to An Xin.

He said in a low voice, "Death is expensive and death is expensive. Usually, I only order a few cups and I will go bankrupt.

There is a treat today, and it would be a fool not to take advantage of it. We will have a few more drinks tonight. "

An Xin glanced at Gongsun Lanyue, what should I do if this girl is a little familiar.

But looking at the little girl who has no heart and is purely entertaining someone for treats, An Xin feels that it's okay to have such a little sister.

And this girl is quite good at her temper and eyesight.

An Xin felt that fruit wine was similar to modern beverages, so she said, "Why don't we each have a bottle first, and then order if we don't have enough?"

"Ah! This... is this okay?" Gongsun Lanyue was shocked and made a dazed face, "No, we're done drinking, so we want to stay and sell ourselves to pay off the debt?!"

Feng Yujue tapped his fiancee's forehead with his curled finger, "What nonsense are you talking about."

An Xin looked around, "Why don't you just drink a bottle of fruit wine and sell yourself to repay the debt, what's the matter?"

"As for." Gongsun Lanyue answered affirmatively.

An Xin: "Very expensive?"

Gongsun Lanyue nodded sharply, "500 taels a bottle."

"The boss of this company is dark enough!" An Xin said casually in surprise.

"Well, it's dark enough." The man's faint voice came.

An Xin's heart skipped a beat, wondering if it's still polite to take back what she said just now.

Calling someone a black-hearted boss in front of someone, An Xin scratched the back of her head, as if it was not good.

"Hehehe..." An Xin grinned awkwardly.

Jiang Xuan nodded to the guy who was waiting for orders.

Only then did he speak again: "This wine is called Qiongye Yuye, and I bought it from the Western Regions at a price of [-] taels per jar.

Because the jars containing wine are fragile, extra care must be taken during transportation, and it takes about half a year to go back and forth each time.

If there is any accident on the road, the next trip will cost a dozen to several hundred thousand taels of silver. "

Jiang Xuan stroked a strand of hair hanging from his temples, pinched An Xin's sideways glance, and asked quietly, "Do you still think An Jijiu is expensive?"

Hearing what he said, An Xin realized that in ancient times, regardless of whether fruit wine was expensive or not, the transportation of people and horses on this road was a lot of expenses.

But, An Xin squinted her eyes, said with a flash of light, "Well, it's expensive...it's outrageously expensive."

Jiang Xuan's hands stopped, and he frowned, apparently scratching his scalp because he was surprised by An Xin's answer.

Even Gongsun Lanyue and Feng Yujue stared at An Xin with wide eyes, and even they understood why Qiongjiang Yuye fruit wine was so expensive after hearing what Jiang Xuan said.

The fact is that its cost is too high, and it is not easy to transport it back. On this occasion, the things are originally more expensive than other places, and the people who can come here to play are either rich or expensive, and the price is reasonable.

An Xin didn't care that the other three looked at her in confusion, she just held her chin and played with the cup in her hand.

Even if she is not a time-travel heroine, she has lived in modern times for 30 to [-] years, and she still knows some things.

For example, how to make some simple fruit wine.

Especially the wine and blueberry wine that she made in modern times.

But when she came here, she didn't see blueberries there, but there were still grapes here.

At this time, a few guys brought a variety of fruits and pastries, as well as some other delicate foods.

The last one was holding a tray carefully in his hand. On it were a translucent bottle and a few cups, which were not as exquisite and luxurious as colored glaze, nor as transparent as glass.

An Xin looked at it for a long time, but did not see what material the fruit wine bottle was made of.

"Occasionally, I bought it from a group of overseas ships. I thought it might be more beautiful to store this kind of wine, so I bought it." Jiang Xuan said.

At this time, the well-behaved and fair-looking young ladies who followed in naturally knelt down beside them and began to pour wine for them.

An Xin picked up the amber, translucent fruit wine and sniffed it under her nose, showing an expression that was as expected.

As she expected, it was fruit wine made from grapes.

An Xin took a sip, and the mellow taste permeated the air. She gently shook the translucent cup in her hand, and recited:

"The luminous cup of wine and grapes, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately.

Lord Grim drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought since ancient times. "

Jiang Xuan and Feng Yujue paused while holding the wine glasses, and looked at An Xin who was immersed in memories.

"Okay, good poem."

An Xin came back to her senses and saw several people raising glasses to herself, and also raised the glasses in their hands to them.

Feng Yujue: "It is worthy of being the teacher who is the champion of Tanhua, with quick wit and profound artistic conception."

After An Xin drank the wine in the glass, she smiled and said lightly: "The praise is good, the praise is wonderful, the person who can write this poem, indeed, has a brilliant literary talent."

"Sister An, shouldn't you be humble?" Gongsun Lanyue looked at her curiously with big round and clear eyes.

Jiang Xuan shook the wine glass, raised the corners of his lips and looked at her with a faint smile, thinking that she was thick-skinned and cute.

An Xin raised her eyebrows: "There's no need to be humble, because I'm not the one who wrote this poem, what's the point of being modest?"

"Oh." Now even Jiang Xuan was surprised. This poem is so beautiful and has a good artistic conception. If someone had written it before, that person should not be unknown.

"I'm so ignorant and ignorant that I don't know who wrote this poem?" Feng Yujue asked.

"I happened to read it in an isolated book, it was a poem written by a man named Wang Han." An Xin told the truth.

Knowing that An Xin saw it from the isolated copy, Jiang Xuan and Feng Yujue were not surprised that they hadn't heard of it.

But coincidentally, in another private room in the West Building of Yueman, a time-traveling heroine also pretended to recite this poem while holding wine.

But the difference is that Xiao Wenrou did not clarify that the poem was not written by herself.

Instead, facing a pair of admiring eyes, let her immerse herself in everyone's flattery and praise, and enjoy the feeling of being favored by the group.

And thinking of what he did before entering the private room, Xiao Wenrou's eyes flashed a look of relief.