With the subtle control of the true energy, Hong Kang relied on the characteristics of water energy to develop a technique similar to the "magic power of snapping fingers".

As soon as your finger is dipped in the water, the water force is activated, and the slippery water suddenly forms a round drop of water.

With just a flick of the finger, water droplets can shoot through a wooden table twenty meters away.

Injuring people with this is naturally not a problem.

On this day, Hong Kang was boating and drinking on the lake.

This boat was bought by Hong Kang, and as for the money, it was sent by Pang Xinyao and others.

I don’t know when Hong Kang started to like drinking.

He lay on the boat and let it drift freely along the current.

This is a rare moment of leisure.

“Good wine, good wine!”

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the shore.

Hong Kang went out in search of fame.

Under the willow tree on the shore, there was a poor scholar in ragged clothes. He was shaking a broken fan in his right hand, with his head tilted up, sniffing the aroma of wine drifting from the boat, and said: "It is indeed good wine!"

Hong Kang had extraordinary eyesight, and the down-and-out scholar could only see that he was in his forties, with a sallow complexion, a rosacea nose, dull eyes, a few sparse beards, and a sheen on his clothes. He was extremely slovenly.

But Hong Kang sensed that this person was not weak, probably a bit stronger than Mi Weiyi.

But to Hong Kang, this kind of strength is no different from ordinary people.

It's just that drinking alone is quite boring.

Therefore, Hong Kang invited: "If you don't give up, brother, you can get on the boat and talk about it."

Ordinary drunkards can't wait to be invited by others.

But this man was different. He sniffed the aroma of the wine vigorously, and then said with a look of regret: "You and I are strangers. We met by chance. When we smell the aroma of wine, it is already a disturbance. How dare we talk about my little brother's wine again? That is absolutely unacceptable.

, absolutely not possible!!”

Oh, that’s quite principled!

interesting!!

Hong Kang thought for a while and then said: "Then, I will ask my brother a question. If I can answer it, how about a glass of wine for you?"

The sloppy scholar said: "Okay! That's great! Let me ask my little brother to ask questions, but don't ask some tricky and weird questions!"

"Okay, since we are related by "wine", I will use this wine as the title." Hong Kang asked, "Excuse me, what is the approximate age of this wine? It is allowed to have a difference of three years."

"Hahaha……"

The sloppy scholar laughed heartily: "Little brother, if you ask about other things, I might not know, but about wine..."

"Hehehe... It seems that I can drink enough of your wine today."

"As soon as I smelled the mellow aroma of wine, I knew it was Sanguotou Fenjiu that had been hidden for fifty-six years. How about it? Am I right?!"

Hong Kang gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother, you are really a senior from Liquor Country, your guess is right for a year!!"

This is how the restaurant introduced this wine when Hong Kang bought it.

Hong Kang approached the boat, stood up and invited: "Brother, please get on the boat."

The sloppy scholar chuckled and bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

Said: "The late-born ancestor has the surname of the ancestor. When the ancestor heard the chicken dance, he is the late ancestor. The late-born has a double name of Qianqiu, Qianqiu, which means a hundred years and a thousand years. I dare not ask my brother for his surname."

Hong Kang found it interesting.

This man is about forty years old, but he still calls himself a "young man" who was born late.

If you were to talk to ordinary people, they would call themselves me.

Hong Kang read: "Zu Qianqiu? It's a good surname, it's a good surname, and this name is good too!"

Suddenly Hong Kang thought of a name: "[Yellow River Ancestor]??"

The sloppy scholar was stunned and said: "It's just a nickname, I didn't expect that my brother is also a Jianghu person?!"

[Yellow River Ancestor] does not refer to one person, but to the collective name of "the old man, the ancestor, the ancestor Qianqiu".

"I am Hongkang. Hongbo is like a flood, and Jiankang is like a Kang."

Zu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and immediately cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that the owner of Heishui is in front of you. Zu is polite."

Strength is respected in the arena.

Although Zu Qianqiu was dozens of years older than Hong Kang, his abilities were not comparable, so he didn't dare to rely on him.

For people like them who are used to hanging out in the arena, they naturally know Hong Kang's reputation.

"What the Lord of Blackwater, my ancestors are so polite!"

Hong Kang took out the wine jar and said, "Today, there are only two drunkards here!"

Seeing Hong Kang's enthusiastic attitude, Zu Qianqiu also smiled.

"It's a pity, Mr. Hong, you only have good wine here, but no good utensils."

"As the saying goes: A sword is given to a hero. Naturally, this good wine should not be tasted carelessly."

Hong Kang said: "I think my ancestors were very knowledgeable in the art of wine, and Hong wanted to ask for advice."

Zu Qianqiu shook his head and said: "Mr. Hong, although your jar of Fenjiu is wonderful, you are so careless about the wine utensils. It is obvious that you do not understand the three flavors of drinking wine."

"When drinking alcohol, you must pay attention to the drinking utensils. Use the same wine glass as you want to drink."

Hong Kang asked with a smile: "Then what drinking utensils are needed to drink this Fenjiu?"

"You should use a jade cup to drink Fenjiu," Zu Qianqiu chanted. "There is a poem in the Tang Dynasty that goes: "The jade bowl holds amber light." It can be seen that the jade bowl and jade cup can enhance the color of the wine."

"It's the best, it's the best."

Hong Kang agreed: "It's a pity that I was in a hurry when I came out and was not fully prepared."

"Hey hey hey... Since I'm here to drink Mr. Hong's wine, I can't just bring my mouth with me."

Zu Qianqiu smiled and took out a wine glass from his arms. It was smooth and soft, and turned out to be a mutton-fat white jade cup.

Hong Kang looked up and down at Zu Qianqiu. He was thin and his ten fingernails were full of black mud.

"My ancestor actually carried this mutton-fat white jade cup with him. If he had pawned it, the money he could exchange for it would have been enough to change his clothes. It wouldn't be like this."

Zu Qianqiu didn't care at all, but said proudly to Hong Kang:

"You don't understand this, do you? What's so important about the outfit? My treasures are the most important thing!!"

Zu Qianqiu continued to take out the food as he spoke.

I saw him taking out wine glasses one after another from his arms, and telling Hong Kang what kind of cups each was. There were jade cups, rhinoceros horn cups, ancient rattan cups, bronze cups, luminous cups, colored glass cups, and ancient porcelain cups.

"My ancestor, this is really... a strange thing to do!"

He was as filthy as a beggar, yet he had so many valuable items hidden in his arms.

"Hey hey hey..."

Zu Qianqiu smiled proudly.

He continued to dig out, and there were brilliant gold cups, exquisitely carved silver cups, and colorful stone cups. In addition, there were ivory cups, tiger tooth cups, cowhide cups, bamboo tube cups, red sandalwood cups, etc., large or small, no matter how big or small they were.

One is enough.

After taking out all the cups, Zu Qianqiu's bulging belly suddenly disappeared.

Zu Qianqiu kept explaining to Hong Kang the characteristics of each cup and how he obtained it.

The two of them were drinking and talking, and the sun was gradually setting in the west.

Zu Qianqiu's face turned red, but his mind was still clear.

He sighed: "If you want to talk about Fenjiu, you have to go to Fenzhou, [the city of wine]. Although Mr. Hong, your Fenjiu is quite good, but compared with the one I drank in Fenzhou, it is still a bit inferior."

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Chapter completed!