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Yongzhou City Chapter 52 A Chance Encounter in the Rain

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    Amidst the misty rain, the streets of Yongzhou City looked particularly deserted. Occasionally, pedestrians wearing bamboo hats hurried past and disappeared into the hazy rain in the blink of an eye.  Only a white figure walked slowly on the empty street. Although the big raindrops were swayed by the strong wind, not a drop of rainwater could stick to the white robe on that figure.

    Tang Ming walked aimlessly through the heavy rain, but he felt an unspeakable sense of depression in his heart, feeling lonely and hopeful.  As his eyes swept across the deserted streets, Tang Ming suddenly locked his sights on a tavern on the street.  Perhaps due to the weather, business in the tavern was also slow, and the steward at the counter was dozing off with his chin on the countertop.

    Tang Ming smiled slightly and walked towards the tavern.  After entering the tavern, Tang Ming found a relatively quiet corner to sit down, and called the waiter to order two side dishes and a jar of the best wine in the store.  Tang Ming took a brief look at the environment of the tavern, which was quite elegant. At this time, in addition to Tang Ming, there was another guest at the next table who was drinking by himself, as if he was drinking to relieve his worries.

    After a while, the drinks and side dishes were served one by one, and Tang Ming held up his wine glass and drank to himself, completely forgetting about the ** weather outside.

    Tang Ming looked at the mixed and aromaless wine in the cup, frowned slightly, and drank the wine into his throat. It was light and tasteless, just like drinking water.  Tang Ming estimated that the maximum alcohol content was 20 degrees, which was enough for cooking. He actually dared to use it to open a tavern, and even said it was the best.

    "Good wine! Song Laoniang's wine is indeed the best wine in Yongzhou City. It is spicy, flavorful and strong!" At this time, a guest sitting nearby praised after drinking a glass.

    "It is bland and tasteless, and tastes without fragrance. Can it be called good wine? So is there no wine to drink in the world? Alas~" Hearing this sentence, Tang Ming couldn't help but sigh.

    The person at the table next to him also heard Tang Ming's sigh. The arrogant young man dared to mock Mr. Song's wine like this. He couldn't control his emotions, so he turned around and said to Tang Ming indignantly.  : "Young man, I don't blame you for being too young, but you can't waste Mr. Song's wine like this. Mr. Song's tavern is the best tavern in Yongzhou City, and this wine is naturally the best in Yongzhou City.  , you are so vain now, how can you find a better wine than this?"

    When Tang Ming heard this, he turned around and saw an imposing middle-aged man looking at him with slightly angry eyes at the wine table next to him.  I saw this middle-aged man with a calm temperament, a calm demeanor, and very luxurious clothes. He was obviously a person of some status.

    "How do you think a good wine in the world should taste, sir?" Tang Ming looked at the middle-aged man's sharp eyes. Instead of showing fear, he asked calmly.

    "The bento is like this precious milk and fine wine, with a lustrous color, a spicy taste that moisturizes the heart!" The middle-aged man proudly praised the wine in the glass. After finishing it, he raised the glass and raised his head to drink.

    Looking at the leisurely and contented middle-aged man, Tang Ming shook his head and smiled and said: "Although I don't drink much, I know a little about wine tasting."

    "Oh? I'd like to hear the details!" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, filled his glass with wine and said.

    "The color is as pure as gold, but the craftsmanship is poor and the wine is turbid. It's not pungent in the mouth. It just has a slight taste of wine. It's not soothing as it is to quench the thirst." Tang Ming also raised his glass and said lightly  He said: "A real fine wine should be as clear as light, with a long and fragrant taste, strong in the mouth, pure in the throat, and endless aftertaste in the stomach! May I ask, sir, if you have ever tasted this kind of fine wine?"

    After hearing what Tang Ming said, the middle-aged man's face became slightly solemn, as if he was savoring the fine wine that Tang Ming just mentioned. After a moment, the middle-aged man drank the wine glass in his hand again.  , but at this time, he felt that the fine wine in the cup was already tasteless.

    "Young hero, does the fine wine you just mentioned really exist?" At the same time, an old man with a goatee came over and asked, his eyes full of longing.

    "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Song." When the middle-aged man saw the old man, he greeted him politely.

    "Oh, King Wu" When the boss saw the middle-aged man at the table next to him, he immediately raised his hands and greeted him respectfully. However, he was stopped by a gesture from the middle-aged man midway through his words, so he  Someone changed his words and said, "Master Wu is here too."

    It turned out that the boss was here. Tang Ming also looked at the old man. Seeing his admiring look, Tang Ming also smiled and said: "Actually, there is no shortage of fine wines in the world. What is lacking is the artistic conception of pursuing fine wines, just like when we drink.  , what you drink reflects your mood and state of mind. Brew it with your heart, then it is a fine wine.¡±

    ?????????????????After listening to Tang Ming's words, Mr. Song and the middle-aged man nodded in approval.  Then Mr. Song said again: "What you said makes sense. Wine-making only requires a craft. If there is no good craftsmanship, it will be difficult to brew fine wine no matter how hard you work."

    "Haha, craftsmanship is done by humans. As long as we continue to seek innovation and improvement, craftsmanship will always improve." Tang Ming said with a smile.

    "I, Song Qian, have devoted my life to brewing wine for decades. I believe that the brewing process is the best. If there is someone in the world who can brew the fine wine that the young hero just mentioned, I, Song Qian, would like to worship him as my teacher!" Song Qian said with a look on his face.  Said seriously.

    "Wu is also willing to buy it at a high price!" the middle-aged man also said seriously.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The man next to me named Wu is probably no one else in the entire Tianwu Empire who dares to use this surname except that family. It turns out he is really a person.  Tang Ming smiled secretly in his heart, and an interesting plan came to mind.

    "Haha, in that case, we will meet again in this tavern in half a month. I will definitely bring you two wines that you have never seen before!" Tang Ming stood up, picked up his bamboo hat and said, "I'm going to  I won¡¯t disturb you two drinking, and say goodbye!¡±

    After saying that, Tang Ming had already walked out of the tavern and disappeared into the hazy rain.

    In the tavern, Song Qian and the middle-aged man looked at the rain outside the door, their eyes full of expectation.

    "Hahaha! Arrogant young man! I want to see if he can fulfill his promise in half a month!" After a moment, the middle-aged man laughed loudly.

    "Does Prince Wu really believe that he can brew such fine wine?" Song Qianzou asked respectfully, frowning.

    "Can't you see? This arrogant boy's true energy cultivation level is not low. I just used Juewu ** to test his strength, but I couldn't detect his true cultivation level. I'm afraid  The strength is even higher than mine!" Prince Wu said with deep eyes.

    "What! My lord, are you saying that young man just now has the strength of a martial arts expert?!" Song Qian exclaimed with an exaggerated expression.

    "Alas, there is such a person in Yongzhou City. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse!" Prince Wu sighed deeply, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows gently with two fingers, and fell into sorrow.

    "Your Majesty, are you worried about the five-year agreement?" Song Qian asked at the side.

    "Yes, this time I always feel different from the past. I feel very uncomfortable." Prince Wu shook his head and sighed.

    "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much, just let nature take its course!" Song Qian said comfortingly.

    In the pouring rain, the small tavern once again regained its original desertedness and tranquility, but the sound of rain outside was still as joyful as music.
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