Chapter 585 Life Is Like This

Fighting over wine is divided into civil and military affairs. Military generals fight over wine and fight over shoulders. Literati have hundreds of poems about fighting over wine. One is like Fan Kuai meeting Xiang Yu, and the other is like Li Taibai, the greatest drunkard in China, who composes poems after drinking too much. To put it simply, uneducated warriors just drink a lot of wine and eat meat, while educated literati play many more tricks.

But that was a long time ago. Those literati who used to drink and brag were all able to read a thousand words at the age of five or six, memorize Tang poetry at the age of seven or eight, read the Four Books and Five Classics, study poems and songs, and then continue to deepen their knowledge at the age of ten. . Although he is an official for the imperial examination, he does have a profound background and foundation.

Today's so-called educated people do not have the background and foundation, that is, they can read ancient prose. If they are asked to write poems and lyrics, even if they can come up with poems that look like that, they will still look very similar. Something like that.

It is rare for a player like Lao Guanguan to know how to play antiques. As for the prince's grandson with the surname Bapohou, he didn't catch up with the caged bird. At that time, the Qing Dynasty was dead, and the situation was turbulent. He could take over what his father passed down, and he still had the time to study it for many years. , which is also serious and good. It's no use pointing out that these two people were drinking and writing poems. Just like in the original play, the two started drinking.

There is nothing new, it is basically the same as the original drama, except that there are some gaps in the title and a few more correct sentences. But relying on the old and selling the old at the old juncture has not changed. Just like saying how many circles there are in the coral, it is really not that fun. After all, it is not a drinking order, nor is it based on cultural literacy, but an encyclopedia test.

In fact, Lao Junjun has no other meaning, it is just to embarrass Po Pohou. There is resentment in his heart, and he has not expressed his anger towards the son of his enemy, Po Po Hou, so there is no harm in playing tricks. There is a generation gap between the two of them, so they just drink when they are told, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Similarly, at the last moment, Popohou still brought out more than twenty kinds of wine, and was in a dilemma with Lao Guan as to which wine he wanted to taste.

But the difference is that this time, Guan Xiaoguan and Han Chunming were not asked to play at the old juncture, but they were tasted one by one. After all, Han Chunming has been playing with Popohou for four years, and Guan Xiaoguan has just returned to China. Dipping one chopstick into three cups and tasting them together, Guan Xiaoguan can't do it. It's not that Guan Xiaoguan doesn't have that ability, but that this girl has never drank that much wine.

Guan Xiaoguan is twenty-one this year and was born in 1960. Guan Xiaoguan is fond of drinking, and he has been a lifelong alcoholic. When Guan Xiaoguan was a child, he must have dipped his chopsticks in wine for his granddaughter to taste. Therefore, if Guan Xiaoguan has some talent, his ability can be solidified if he is cultivated from an early age. The bad thing is that because of the situation and because they wanted to make a fortune, Guan Xiaoguan's parents ran away to the United States. Guan Xiaoguan was only five or six years old at that time. They haven't come back for so many years. How could he be prepared.

The situation of Guan Xiaoguan in the original drama is probably that he went to Chabalou in 1982 and picked it up again. This is not to mention her parents who are unfilial and unscrupulous.

Even if Guan Xiaoguan tastes wine like in the original drama, there is actually no way to prove Lao Guanjun's ability. After all, he is not a winery quality inspector, nor is he a wine taster from a wine industry association. He just drinks to the point of drinking. What does it count as? More needs to be implemented in terms of cultural accomplishment and conduct.

When Guan Xiaoguan was pretending to die to watch the fun at the old juncture, his performance was not very good. They went to great lengths to get antiques from Han Chunming, but when they found them later, they pretended to say that they were all left to Han Chunming, his disciple, at the old juncture. I had sworn to tell Su Meng that it was the antique that Han Chunming had taken, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, I didn't even think about asking Su Meng to explain.

She said that she wanted to keep all her things in China and not go abroad for her parents, but based on her various deceptions, if she didn't show up at the right moment in the end, she would definitely sell them for money. In fact, even if it happens at the old juncture, after she really dies, according to her parents' behavior and her previous behavior, she will definitely be sold for money...

Therefore, whether it is now or in the original drama, there is something wrong with Lao Guanjun's talk about teaching Shapohou how to be an elder. After all, his own son has not taken care of himself, so how can he be qualified? Although Han Chunming, the apprentice, is indeed quite capable and is a junior, he is still in a bad mood. If you can teach your apprentices well, but you can't take care of your own son, you still have trouble...

With the old juncture's ability to smell any kind of wine, the more than twenty kinds of wine were naturally drank by Bao Pohou. Although there was not much, and the total amount could not reach four liang, but if he mixed with these many wines, he would drink them. Counting the few drinks we had together before, that's half a kilo of wine, and it's not enough to eat a mouthful of food.

After taking the last sip of wine, Baolanhou lit up the bottom of the glass, stood up and handed over his hands: "I have lost today, but I don't accept it. We still have thirty years of knowledge behind us. Mr. Guan, can we compete with each other from time to time in the future?"

What he meant was very simple, that is, the grievances between his father and Lao Guan were wiped out, and everyone could interact with each other normally in the future.

"You are welcome at any time. Even if I give you another thirty years, you will not be a match for Grandpa Jiumen Admiral." Of course Lao Guanzhang understood. He stood up with a smile, returned the gift with his hand, and turned to look at the man standing there. Wang Yan and others, who were watching the excitement, especially the two boys who were about to cry out, waved their hands and said: "What are you looking at? Let's sit down and eat. Here, here are two chicken drumsticks, one for each of you guys." ”

Lao Guanzhan sat on a stool and used chopsticks to pick up two chicken drumsticks for the two children. After everyone sat down, he picked up a peanut and started the meal.

Han Chunming took the wine flask and poured wine for everyone with a smile: "I said, Bad Hou, it's not so bad. You've already drank half a catty of wine. Can you still do it?"

"Your master is cheating. He insists on asking me to drink twice as much as he wants. But who said he is older? I will let him. But when it comes to the amount of alcohol, I will not accept it. Your master is old My arms and legs can no longer drink. I will definitely drink you down today."

At the old juncture, he snorted coldly: "Don't talk to me about these things, it's because you are not knowledgeable enough. If you say the next sentence, wouldn't it be your Grandpa, the nine-door admiral, who drank it?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with what he said. Baolanhou really didn't know. Although he was suspected of relying on his elders at the old juncture, it was really because Baolanhou was not knowledgeable enough. Of course, the main reason is that he is old at this time, and Bao Pohou is willing to let him drink.

"Yes, you have to wait for me to come back and practice again. If you win, it doesn't count. You have to win back the title of Admiral of the Nine Sects."

"Hey, I'll be waiting right now."

"Come on, let's have a drink together." Han Chunming poured wine for everyone. Except for the two children, everyone at the table was drinking. Immediately, a group of people raised their wine glasses, and even the two little ones made some fun with the drinks, and everyone drank. The sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing sounded intensively, and we started eating.

"Let me introduce you to Po Po Lan Hou. You all know it. This is his daughter Hou Su'e. She is older than us. Just call her Sister Hou. Po Po Po Hou, Sister Hou, this is the prince I mentioned before. He has been in the People's Daily and is a member of the Academy of Sciences. Academician, absolutely great scientist..."

Starting from Wang Yan, Han Chunming introduced them one by one, and also had a drink with Poshahou Hou alone.

After the last two children were introduced, Baoshahou laughed and had a decent drink with the two children. After taking a bite of food, he looked at Wang Yan and said, "I heard from Chunming, have you collected any food over the years?" There are tens of thousands of rare good things?”

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "Absolutely."

"It's almost the same, it's too different." Han Chunming clapped his hands excitedly and said, "The prince just took us master and apprentice there this morning. If it weren't for your game today, we wouldn't have come back. I'll follow you Said, there are so many things, it’s really a dazzling array…”

Hearing that Han Chunming helped Wang Yan pretend to be cool, Baobaohou's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Really that many?" He collected so many rags from you, and he gained something every day, and he also had a lot in his hands. Things, I was quite proud of myself, but today I realized that there are mountains and seas outside people.

"Why are you lying to me? I haven't seen someone who has entered the mansion for the third time." Seeing the look of the Baobao Hou winking, Han Chunming turned to look at Wang Yan: "Your Majesty, I can trust this person, what else do you want?" If you have time, take him there to have a look?"

"Hey, don't worry, I've been the same person for so many years. One has clean hands and feet, and the other has a good mouth. I don't steal, rob, cheat, or occupy, and I never talk too much. We all collect those old things, so do you You know, it feels so bad to hear that there are so many good things that can’t be seen. It’s just for the sake of being blind, don’t you think?”

Baoshao Hou no longer had the serious look he had just now, he was talking and talking without hesitation, he was praising himself, and he was slapping his chest with his hands, which was quite interesting to watch.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "I haven't spoken yet, and now you are praising yourself. If nothing else, just for the sake of the Admiral and Chunming, if you want to go, can I say no? Besides, there are There are so many good brothers who are not interesting to watch on their own, so sometimes they have to show off to satisfy their vanity, don’t you think?”

"This is me." Baolanhou laughed: "Okay, I will pack up those things when I get back. I'll treat you to a dinner at your house and take a look at my collection."

Han Chunming poured wine for everyone: "The prince still has a lot of face. I have known him for so many years and he has always been picking at things. He won't let you see this or that. I'll watch him this time, right?"

The Lord of Tatters waved his hand: "Then wait, because everything that happened before has been hidden, and now there is a pile of rags in the house, and it is difficult to take them out. Please forgive me. When will I stop collecting rags? What do you want to do? It depends on how you look at it.”

"Well, you're just talking." Tao Zi interrupted, looking at everyone with a straight face: "You guys, please don't say that now, the prince is very generous, and I will definitely go if he says he can go. Just to clear up my confusion, I just saw that Mr. Hou drank more than 20 small bottles of wine. I didn’t understand the previous words, so why did he drink? "

Of course he was not the only one who didn't understand. Apart from the two fierce little ones, there were also Guan Xiaoguan and Hou Su'e, and even Ma Du only understood a little bit. He really doesn’t understand the previous ones, horses are different, he just hasn’t seen them while reading, or he hasn’t remembered them since he saw them. After all, all he had read these years was history and various ancient craftsmanship, without a deep understanding of poetry and poetry.

Immediately, Han Chunming explained what he had said to Popohou Hou at the old juncture, what the allusion was, what the poem was, what it meant, how it was correct, and why he drank. Except for Ma Du, everyone else just listened to these things for fun, which was considered to increase their knowledge.

A table full of antique lovers, eating and drinking, the topic naturally turned to history and culture as before. This time there was a broken Hou, who was also a storyteller and interesting. Except for the two children who couldn't understand, Guan Xiaoguan and Hou Su'e finished their meal quickly, got off the table and sat aside to chat. Except for Taozi who was eating and drinking, the rest of the people at the table were chatting happily.

Wang Yan felt okay. Eating, drinking and chatting was a pretty good way to relax, and it was also nice to play together. In a world with a long time span like this, he spent some time implementing the technology he mastered and organizing people to continue in-depth research. He basically didn't manage the company in the rest of the time. He just looked at the monthly, quarterly and annual reports to grasp the development situation. These didn't take up much of his time, so he always had to find something for himself in his endless leisure time.

It's just that after being favored by his living father, he never worried about money, so what he did was not limited to a certain industry. While controlling the world's largest super-commercial mothership, he has published books, made movies, worked as a gangster, worked as a doctor, etc. If he likes, he can even do all these things at the same time, being a gangster who cures diseases and saves lives while writing books and making movies, all depends on his mood.

Just like now, he can be a great scientist who stands at the top, leading the development of China's computer industry, and has received many commendations and awards; he can be a collector with tens of thousands of antiques from different dynasties and different levels of preciousness; he can be a carpenter and woodcarver who makes fun and beautiful toys for children at home; he can be a businessman who is being blown by the wind and riding the tide of the times; if Ma Du's fate does not change after that, and he also engages in the Beijing circle, if he is interested again at that time, he can also join in the fun, be a screenwriter, make a movie, etc. If he wants to show up, he can also become a popular or disgusted public figure.

It is meaningless to distinguish between the primary and secondary roles in him. Because he can treat any of the above as his main job. He can even open a restaurant with Han Chunming and cook in the kitchen, which can still be his main job.

He has not stopped studying and learning. He can do anything or give up anything, depending on his mood...

The meal lasted until after eight o'clock. They agreed to go and see the antiques on Sunday. Wang Yan went home with his own gas tank.

After placing the gas tank, Wang Yan opened the door curtain and went into the inner room. The curtains were already drawn. Su Meng was lying on the soft and comfortable big bed in a vest and shorts, reading a book, with her feet crossed and swaying back and forth.

She glared at Wang Yan: "You smell of cigarettes and alcohol, go wash up quickly."

Wang Yan stepped forward, blew a puff, and steadily caught the book thrown to him, and then slapped the book on his round buttocks. Su Meng's dissatisfaction that was about to come out was only left with a strange moan that was a bit painful but also a bit comfortable.

With a smile, Wang Yan took off his short-sleeved shirt, went to the outer room with a basin to wash up, and then came back to bed and turned off the lights. I slept in a plain bed today. Su Meng was not feeling well, and she was lying down because she felt uncomfortable.

"I saw that it was quite lively at Grandpa Guan's house today? Who did he drink with?"

"A rag collector."

"Wow, Your Majesty, you are really great. Although I don't discriminate against rag collectors, after all, they support themselves, but you are a great scientist, can you drink and chat with rag collectors?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Don't underestimate the rag collectors. In the past, they were serious royal relatives and were also the masters of cages and bird cages, but now they are down and out. Although you are a top student of Peking University, you are really not as good as them when it comes to culture."

"So awesome? I heard from my son that this person was competing with Grandpa Guan and kept drinking. What's going on?"

Curiosity and gossip are human nature. Everyone likes to listen to, watch, and join in the fun. Su Meng is no exception, she is more gossipy. However, Su Meng has not been to the old Guantou yard for many years. It is mainly the old men who talk about history and culture. She is not very interested in them, and she doesn't understand many things. Today, there is a lively atmosphere. She heard her son talking and gesturing, which seems to be very lively, so she asked curiously.

"This rag collector father once had grievances with Uncle Guan and his brothers. Back then..."

Like a bedtime story, Wang Yan vividly described what happened tonight from the late Qing Dynasty. He also talked about some trivial things in life and study, and studied how to send his son to preschool when the autumn semester starts. He can't let this kid hold a wooden submachine gun model and run back and forth in the alley all day long...

Life is like this...

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