Chapter 480: There is a snake in the wine

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them with a look of surprise. Some people were puzzled by the situation like this, but more people showed deep thought expressions on their faces.

What are the origins of these strangers who can make Sikong Tu and the Guo family voluntarily admit defeat?

There will be no such person in Hong Kong. Ximen Xiangdong and Sikong Tu are the biggest bosses. Could it be the ones from Yanjing?

In any case, no one dared to underestimate Ye Qiu and the women around him anymore. Especially Lin Baoer's two crisp slaps seemed to hit everyone's face, and everyone could feel the scorching pain on his face.

Some people think of the idea that they thought she was just a little lover, and they were even more scared. If they accidentally let it go and were slapped in public, they would be afraid that they would not be ashamed to see people in the future.

It would be easier to be stabbed to death by her with such humiliation.

The sound of car motors sounded outside the yard, which was the sound of Guo Yuheng leaving. A group of young men who had been with him who had been running over to find fault had long been quietly hiding in that corner.

Tang Guo was very performing to Lin Baoer's performance, especially the kick that first attacked and kicked out, which was even more eight-point. As long as you practice hard and find a few more men's little brothers to try their feet, there is no chance of becoming a success.

He pinched Lin Baoer's little face and smiled like a devil, saying, "Baoer, you see, they are afraid of you. Why are you so powerful? They are swollen in their faces."

Lin Baoer said angrily: "Hmph, who made him slander me?"

"Slander you? What did he say?" Tang Guo asked with confusion. Didn't this girl reach out to beat someone because she was scolded?

"He said my breasts were touched by my man, but nothing was there at all. Ye Qiu had never touched them before." Lin Baoer said angrily.

Tang Guo seemed to have been hit by the time curse, with a dull look on his face.

After the delay of this emergency, the original time for the banquet had long passed. As the host, Sikong Tu naturally did not want today's banquet to end like this. In that case, he would be criticized in the upper class.

He walked into the middle of the crowd and said loudly: "Sorry, I'm sorry for such an accident. Fortunately, the rain is over now, we should have fun and not waste such a wonderful night. I think everyone will be curious about the theme of the banquet tonight. Now, let's wait and see. Please move on to sweep the snow."

While he was talking, a row of servants had been waiting aside, and were diligently leading the VIPs to the main house and walking towards the backyard along a snow-white pebbled path.

No wonder there is no arrangement in the main hall until now, and the original banquet is located elsewhere.

Ximen Xiangdong looked at Ye Qiu and said, "How is it? Do you want to go in and take a look?"

He was worried that Ye Qiu would lose the mood to have fun because of such a thing, so he asked this question. Of course, this was what he expected to see.

Sikong Tu's attitude towards Guo Yuheng made him keenly smell a trace of crisis, and his performance was abnormal.

Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Since I'm not happy about it, I'll leave earlier."

After looking at Lin Baoer and Tang Guo, the two women were staring at the direction of the crowd's progress with their eyes. Obviously, what happened just now did not affect their mood. Their current expressions seemed to be quite looking forward to the banquet tonight.

"It depends on what they mean." Ye Qiu said with a look of Guan Yan's wife.

Sikong Tu was still thinking about his plan, so he naturally didn't want to influence his relationship with Ye Qiu because of an insignificant person.

Seeing Ye Qiu and Ximen Xiangdong standing in the yard, he had no intention of moving forward. He knew his mentality at this moment, walked over and said with a soft smile: "I still want to say sorry to this lady. You are the VIP guests invited by Sikong, but I didn't expect that Sikong would encounter such unhappiness here. It was so unbearable to bear the guilt."

"To be honest, today's banquet is actually about wine. In a while, Sikong must toast you with a glass of wine to express my apology. Please also enjoy the face."

Sikong Tu lowered his posture and said this to this point. If he didn't go, it would be really unwilling to do so. Moreover, if he said he wanted to leave at this time, several women might not agree.

Ye Qiu nodded to Sikongtu and said with a smile: "Since it is based on wine, I have to go. I am very interested in these things in the cup."

"I will definitely not disappoint Mr. Ye." Sikong Tu said confidently.

Under the leadership of Sikong Tu, Ye Qiu, Ximen Xiangdong, Tang Guo, Lin Baoer, Ran Dongye and Ximen Qianyu walked towards the backyard.

When everyone saw the buildings in the backyard, they couldn't help but feel a lit up. In front of them was a fashionable palace like a small building, but unexpectedly, there was an antique Chinese-style courtyard behind them. After the masters of the garden, these two houses were blocked by a small garden and an S-shaped path. Not only did they not conflict with each other, but they had the taste of a perfect water not swaying against the river and being unique.

There is a wooden plaque at the entrance of the courtyard. The plaque is very ordinary, with no borders around it, and there are no patterns and gold ornaments to embellish it. The earthy yellow dilapidated plaque has the words "Sweeping Snow House" written in cursive script.

But such a plaque makes everyone look at it when they come in. Jack Ma once said that when a person becomes a celebrity, any of his words may become a famous saying. Bill Gates wears jeans at work, which is casual and approachable, and if an ordinary employee wears jeans at work, he may make a joke.

Objects will undergo qualitative changes due to human identity.

"Please." Sikongtu stood aside and made an invitation hand decoration.

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile and walked in with a group of people first, but he was thinking about Sikong Tu's intentions. With their family background, there was no reason to make such a low attitude in front of him. Is it possible that the banquet tonight hidden murderous intent?

Snow-sweeping House is a wooden structure with two floors. The first floor is the hall, except for the two supporting columns, everything else is transparent, which makes the hall very spacious. Chinese-style house buildings create a Western-style banquet hall layout, which has a unique flavor.

There is a bench near the window of the hall. A white-haired old man in a black robe and black sunglasses held the pipa and closed his eyes and played it. The song was "Spring River Moon Night" which Ye Qiu was very familiar with. The old man's face was wrinkled and his hands were as thin as firewood. However, the pipa song was clanging and graceful, rich in the sound of gold and stone. The sound was continuous, either as dense as rain and hit the banana leaves, or as long as the waves of rainbows. At first glance, it made people forget the vulgarity.

Not only Ye Qiu, but also those men and women wearing cut-fit suits or expensive evening gowns, listened with concentration and seriousness. Anyone who walked into the hall closed his mouth tactfully, no one spoke, and even the sound of walking slowed down a lot.

The exquisite courtyard, ancient plaques with vicissitudes of life, old people over the age of 70, and classical songs handed down from generation to generation, seem to be a world that appears from life.

This world is distant, ethereal, and does not get any troubles. And these sudden intruders are confused and intoxicated by such a world, and are extremely caring for this extremely difficult space. Everyone is careful, for fear of disturbing this quiet and elegant area.

Just this deliberately created ancient atmosphere makes people feel refreshed. Ye Qiu had to look at Sikongtu with admiration. He is really a master who knows the hearts and hunts the hearts. In this traditional city like a steel forest, everyone is breathless. And how hard-won it is to have a place to take a rest in the heart.

Sikong Tu easily captured this and presented it all to everyone.

In fact, everyone has long been tired of the routine of Western cocktail party. Suddenly holding such a classical banquet with a rich and charming atmosphere gives people a pleasant feeling.

After playing the song, the applause from the audience was thunderous.

The old man did not stand up and bow or thank him, and then he played another unknown tune without any intention of selflessness.

At this time, a woman walked down from the second floor. The woman was wearing a purple-red cheongsam, with beautiful colors and large patterns on it. The patterns on it were even more rich and noble peonies. Such a combination would not make people feel vulgar, but instead she felt a sense of nobleness.

The black high heels on the woman's feet stepped on the wooden stairs, and every step was thudding. The eyes of the people in the hall also moved with her, not knowing why the woman came out.

After the woman stepped on the last staircase and stood up, she bowed to everyone first, then looked up with a smile on her face, and said to everyone: "Welcome to the Snow Sweeping House. Now, I will reveal the theme of this evening's banquet for you. It is a wine tasting party carefully created by Master Sikong."

Seeing everyone's confused look on their faces, the woman smiled and continued: "Chinese culture has a long history. The wine culture has lasted for thousands of years and has not yet become popular. Foreign wine has been called Jiachun for several years, but Chinese famous wine needs to be brewed for hundreds of years without being able to. The brewing process is even more cumbersome."

Seeing that everyone's interest had been lifted up, the woman continued, "In order to thank you for your arrival, Mr. Sikong Tu specially dedicated a bottle of tribute wine worth millions of dollars he had collected to entertain guests."

Everyone exclaimed that Sikongtu was really willing to pay for the money with millions of bottles of wine to entertain guests.

But, what kind of wine is worth millions?

Everyone present focused on Sikong Tu. He stood in the crowd and smiled without saying a word, nodding and smiling with everyone who had a collision of eyes. The famous ladies were even more impressed by his spending a lot of money, and many people came over to chat with him in the name of thanks.

The beautiful female emcee made a gesture, and immediately two beautiful women in ancient costumes walked out on wooden trays, carrying a wine jar together.

The jar is dark brown and has a stunning appearance. From the appearance, it is really far from those foreign wines worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

But since it was taken out by Sikongtu, it must be nowhere short.

The celebrating waited for the two of them to gently place the jar of wine on the small table in front of them, and sang softly: "The smile is full of fragrance and the beauty meets, and I send you more than 18 years. The lotus has not yet come out of the water, and I hope it will turn into a phoenix, and they are hidden in the cave. Qiong Yao jade juice is a master, and I wish you wine in the jar. Who said that the wine only needs a lot of emotions, and it is all in the time of being intoxicated? Through this poem, can the guests present guess what wine is this?"

"Daughter red." Someone replied. Everyone turned around and saw that a fat man with a vulgar face gave the answer, and they laughed knowingly.

The fat man saw his own shocking splash, which attracted everyone present, and his face was full of pride.

"Yes. This gentleman's answer is correct. This jar of wine was sold at Christie's auction house in London in 1997, and it was once ranked first in the Forbes rankings. Of course, it was not this jar, but this jar of sister wine. They came from the Tianya Cellar of the Chinese Wine Fairy, and the moonlight was rising, and the sunset was about to set, and the best daughter red for 18 years was brewing."

When many people heard the actual price of this wine, they made a marvelous sound. Ye Qiu felt that the saliva in his mouth suddenly increased.

If he could find a way to make a fortune for the old man and exchange some conditions with him, it would be difficult for him to refuse?

Sikong Tu walked to the female host at the right time, personally used a blade to scrape the mud seal at the mouth of the jar, uncovered a layer of fabric that could not be seen clearly, and then lifted a porcelain lid. A strong aroma of wine spread out and filled the entire hall.

"It smells so good."

"Yes. Or is it better for us Chinese people to drink wine. The fragrance is too strong."

"I want to get drunk when I hear it. I want to get drunk when I hear it."

The fat man who guessed that the wine was called daughter was surrounded by a group of women, and was listening to where he showed off his literary talent: "Winter is gone every year and autumn rain is gone, who can hide the spring? The cuckoo is pretty red and there is no sorrow, and endless prayers are all fermented in the kiln wine. Without saying that the 18th spring is far away, it is a metaphor for the flowers to enjoy. When you are out of the house, you will feel like drinking with a glass of wine, and you will see the flowers red in a hazy way."

At this time, the fat man felt that he had the character of a literati in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the young wives looked admiring and looked very helpful to him.

I was so stupid. When I went to the United States to study Chinese ancient language research, I was ridiculed when I came back. Is this time I asked me to get it back?

For the first time in life, Fatty discovered the advantages of learning Chinese than learning other languages.

Sikongtu picked up the wine jar and poured half a cup of Daughter Red into a transparent glass cup. After nearly twenty years of precious mellowness, this wine has become a thick gel shape. It is as color as amber, clear yellow and transparent, like golden dragon peanut oil.

Sikong Tu held the wine glass and walked straight to Lin Baoer, who was looking around like a curious baby in the audience, and said with a smile: "I want to toast a lady for this first glass of wine. Sikong apologized again here, hoping that she could spend a wonderful night here."

Lin Baoer giggled, glanced at Ye Qiu proudly, and said, "The first cup is mine. Do you want to drink it? If you want to drink it, call Sister Lin to listen."

"Do you think you are Lin Daiyu? You are just a little brat." Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head, rejecting Lin Baoer's deal. However, he was even more curious about Sikong Tu's purpose.

This man did it too obvious, and Lin Baoer's identity seemed to have been exposed long ago.

But this is not something to be surprised. The Ximen family's resignation from the Lin family in Yanjing was originally a big news in the circle of Hong Kong's rich people. This time, Lin Baoer came to Hong Kong with him, and I'm afraid that some people with intentions had already received the news. How could Sikong Tu, who was not in harmony with the Ximen family, not pay attention to this matter?

I just killed my beloved general in public outside, probably because I was worried about Baoer's identity.

Lin Baoer gave Ye Qiu a blank look, took the wine glass from Sikongtu with a smile, looked at the liquid that only covered the bottom of the glass, and said, "You are so stingy. Why do you pour such a little?"

"Haha, you don't know that this kind of wine has been brewed for decades and has a very high concentration. If the alcohol content is not good, you will get drunk when you smell it." Sikong Tu explained with a smile.

After hearing this, Lin Baoer decided to let go of this stingy bag. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all. He felt mellow and sweet when he put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he felt the fragrance of his lips and teeth.

"Good wine. It's so delicious." Lin Baoer tutted and said, "Will you pour me another glass?"

"Of course." Sikongtu nodded with a smile. A mere glass of water can win the favor of the little princess of the Lin family. Such a business is very cost-effective.

Ye Qiu saw Lin Baoer's blushing and her eyes were crystal clear as water. He knew that with Lin Baoer's alcohol tolerance, she had drunk too much. When this kind of high-quality white wine alcoholic spirit really came up, she was afraid that she would immediately get drunk.

"Baoer, you can't drink it anymore." Ye Qiu said.

"Why can't you drink it? I feel --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sikong Tu said apologetically: "It seems that this lady is really unbearable to drink."
To be continued...