I, the King is a killer

Xiao Yun knows Pei Dong is coming.

As a person who doesn't care about many officials, Xiao Yun is hard not to know the existence of Pei Donglai.

This guy is a jerk.

There are always people out of tune with his environment.

For example, silly and honest people cannot survive in officialdom.

But Pei Donglai is an exception.

This guy who used to beat the saints in the street when he was young, a reckless man in the human population, and a not very smart man in many people's judgment.

But he is firmly in the top position of Fushi in the East Town, which has not changed for decades.

Why?

Almost everyone in the state of Qin knows it.

When his majesty suffered, he was wounded in 12 places and rushed more than 30 miles with his Majesty on his back. His majesty lived and he almost died.

This alone is enough to make him rampant all his life!

And his majesty really trusts him.

People, always trust a person.

Even if everyone is full of lies, they always have to choose one and trust.

Xiao Yun understood this very well.

He didn't tell the truth in front of his majesty. Many things are using his majesty, even tobacco.

So should your majesty trust yourself?

Xiao Yun doesn't know.

Relatively speaking, in fact, he also thinks that people who can save their lives at a critical moment and give up their lives are more trustworthy.

After all

Trust someone after all.

But it is also troublesome to face such a person.

Because compared with Yang Shuo, Pei Donglai is really unreasonable!

"Sell, how can you not sell? As long as the price is right. "

Xiao Yun smiled gently, and then pulled a small box from the side.

Open slowly.

Take out a small jar from inside.

Put it on the table.

Then he stretched out his hand and nodded on it, looking nostalgic.

Then he said, "look at this."

Pei Donglai immediately approached and asked curiously, "what is this?"

Xiao Yun said, "when I was in the Xiao family, you should also know that I was not popular with my family. My life was a little tight."

A group of people scoffed.

Cash strapped?

You Xiao Yuntang, the big dandy in the capital, sprinkle money in the drunken fairy building every day. Why are you so arrogant?

I'm afraid most of the Xiao family's money is ruined by him. Is this a shortage?

Who are you kidding?!

But it didn't Pierce.

Even Pei Donglai didn't say anything at this time. He just stared at the small jar and didn't know what Xiao Yun was going to do.

"When Qing'er was with me, I wanted to marry her one day. After all, she had worked hard for the Xiao family for so many years and should always be happy. This dowry, of course, should be prepared in advance and fully. "

Here, Xiao Yun's eyes twitched.

Finally, he smiled gently.

"At that time, I didn't have much money. I thought about what kind of dowry I could get. I thought of this daughter Hong. She mixed special food and fruit to brew a kind of wine that can ripen quickly. As long as it was buried underground for a year, it can be done. Because it's novel, it can also support the scene at that time. Now... It's useless."

"Why not?"

"Qing'er is so selfish to the Xiao family, but I must be selfish and keep her around all her life. It is naturally impossible to marry."

"So... Is this wine?"

Pei Donglai is still more concerned about the jar in front of him.

Xiao Yun nodded and said, "it's wine. It's said that there is an extremely ancient method of brewing wine. The fermented wine is sealed in the altar and buried underground. After more than ten or twenty years, when her daughter gets married, she will dig it out from the ground to open an altar of fine wine fragrance and flicker amber light to entertain guests. This is female red."

"Daughter red? Then this wine is really a rare good thing! "

Xiao Yun grinned, slightly bitter.

"Daughter red out of the altar, because it is more precious, it should be loaded with some wine vessels decorated with flowers and birds, so it is also called flower carving wine."

"Flower carving? I see elegance! "

Pei Donglai smiled, and his saliva obviously flowed out.

Next to Yang Shuo, he turned his mouth.

Elegant? You old man, you know the elegance of a laborer!

Xiao Yun continued: "but there is another saying that flower carving means that flowers wither through flowers, which means that flowers wither themselves. Some daughters die young, or fail to get married, or look old, and then take out this wine, which can also be regarded as a memorial. "

This sentence, obviously very common, but with some palpitating melancholy.

Pei Dong was stunned.

Then he opened his eyes wide and stared at the small jar.

But the pupils are lax.

Obviously looking at wine, but it doesn't seem to be looking at wine.

Xiao Yun pulled over the small wine jar, took the copper basin, put the copper basin on the fire, dried it, added water, and then dried it, and then opened the wine jar layer by layer.

First, take off the sealing mud.

Then pull off the oilcloth and finally take out the oilpaper.

Sure enough, the smell of wine will come out immediately.

There is no strong aroma, but there is a fruity aroma.

Yes, this is not rice wine in the traditional sense, nor is it made of glutinous rice.

It's more like fruit wine. After all, fruit wine is easier to brew.

Xiao Yun didn't have any technical support at that time. It was not easy to make such a thing.

And there is no way to remove the sweetness.

So... That sweet smell can really float far, mixed with the sour and astringent gas of fruit, which is even fuller.

Pour a jar of wine into a copper basin, and then add all kinds of fruits, rock sugar and something that looks like medicine.

When it boils, pick it up immediately.

Lest all the wine evaporate.

Remove the foam, scoop up a spoonful and pour it into a bowl.

Jujube red wine exudes layers of heat, like blood on the battlefield.

Let these guys who have been in the army all their life, they can't help their blood!

The first cup, push it to Pei Donglai.

"It's hot. Drink carefully."

Pei Dong came to have a drink.

Obviously stunned.

Then he took another bite.

Then he stood there with a glass of wine.

No matter how hot the cup is.

I don't know why, suddenly shed tears.

He just wiped it with the back of his hand and didn't hide it.

Xiao Yun didn't ask.

But when he put down his glass, he filled it again.

Then pour it on everyone around.

One for each person.

Everyone was drinking.

At first, his expression was a little stunned.

Then it was silent.

Take an occasional SIP and think about your own affairs quietly.

In fact, everyone knows why Pei Donglai cries.

I don't think he's ashamed, I just think he's pathetic.

If Pei Donglai's life, it can really be described as pathetic.

When he saved his majesty from injury, he lost his fertility.

There was only one daughter before.

As the apple of my eye.

Take care.

But it was the only hope, the only motivation for him to live, and he completely left his world in an accident a few years ago.

Life, there is no concern.

The only thing you can do is to leave all your time to your family.

However, he can only paralyze himself with alcohol.

Xiao Yun didn't know about it.

He just knows that this guy must love drinking. Whether it's black and yellow teeth or too thick pores on his face, it proves that this guy is a drinker.

In the face of such a person, it's better to give him his favorite things than to talk.

So Xiao Yun took out the jar of wine.

It can also be regarded as inadvertently inserting willows into the shade.

It happened that he hit the softest place in Pei Donglai's heart.

It's over.

Three drinks, too.

After a little cooling, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Then he handed the cup again with a little embarrassment.

Xiao Yun gives it to man.

Pei Dong, come and drink again.

This time, he drank it without giving up.

Only taste carefully.

From time to time, he made a tut.

After a long time, he asked, "if I want to buy this wine, what do I need to pay?"

He didn't ask the price.

Because he knew that some things could not be valued by gold and silver.