C12 Lu Zhou's Old Cellar

The fat man's name was Ang Youyong. He was Lin Xi's best friend in his three years of high school. How nice was he? He was the kind of person who ate in the same bowl.

The Lin Xi's Family in high school was not wealthy. Therefore, he was very short on living expenses every month. Lin Xi never mentioned this matter to his mother because he didn't want to worry her. Every month, during the last week, Every day, when you fill your stomach with a bun and the school's free water, when you're hungry at night, He always told himself that as long as he slept, he wouldn't feel hungry, so that he could live through those difficult times.

Ang Youyong had grown up when he was in school. He was the most muscular boy in the class, and his family provided him with a lot of living expenses. He and Lin Xi were not familiar with each other.

The two of them knew each other very well. At that time, Ang Youyong liked to play chess very much. Every day when class was over, he would pull people to play a few games. Once, Ang Youyong won against his classmates, and his confidence swelled a little. He clamored in class that he was the king of chess in the entire school. He was proud and arrogant at the same time.

Lin Xi really could not stand his proud and arrogant look, so he fought with him. The result was self-evident. Ang Youyong was killed until he lost the whole game, and he returned in defeat.

From then on, Lin Xi and Ang Youyong had become the best friends and brothers.

Ang Youyong knew Lin Xi was short on living expenses, and he did not want to hurt Lin Xi's pride and self-esteem. He gave half of his meals to Lin Xi every day, and they ate a bowl of rice. They ate and ate for three years in high school.

However, what was strange was that even though Lin Xi had given half of his meals to him, he still couldn't get any thinner. Instead, he became even more muscular and muscular. Lin Xi sighed with emotion more than once. It was truly strange.

Ang Youyong said in a self-deprecating manner, "I am a person who drinks cold water and grows meat. It would be strange if I could get skinnier if I ate less food."

This was the reason why Lin Xi had to come to Ang Youyong's wedding. If it was someone else's wedding, Lin Xi might have declined it or just sent a gift. However, he had to come to Ang Youyong's wedding. After all, the friendship between the two of them was there.

Lin Xi and Ang Youyong gave each other a big hug, just like when they were in school. Then, they patted each other's back with great force. It seemed that this was the only way to express the deep friendship between the two of them. After the bear hug, the two of them laughed at the same time and started greeting each other.

After the greeting, Ang Youyong took the luggage in Lin Xi's hands and threw it on the back seat of the car. Lin Xi was secretly sighing in his heart. After not seeing Ang Youyong for so many years, Ang Youyong became more and more stingy. The car was also a brand new Volkswagen.

In Lin Xi's eyes, this car was no less than two hundred thousand yuan. The procedures and whatnot might cost three hundred thousand yuan.

As the wedding was approaching, Ang Youyong's face was full of pride and happiness. His face was glowing red, but his conversation with Lin Xi was the same as back then. What surprised Lin Xi was that he had never mentioned his fiancée.

"Brother Xi, you must be tired after coming from Ming Zhou. Let's take you to eat first, then have a good night's rest. I'll take you to play tomorrow."

"Yes, I'm a little tired. My bones are about to break. What do you want to take me to eat? " But you're going to get married soon. Do you still have time to play? "

Ang Youyong laughed. He did not hide his pride. Lin Xi looked at him with envy. He said," Of course I want to eat the good stuff of our Lu Zhou. I don't care if it's enough or not, "he said." There's also the old cellar in the Lu Zhou. If you're really tired, we'll take you to massage after dinner. Relax and relax. "

As for where to play? Hehe, there's actually nothing fun in Lu Zhou. I just want to invite Brother Xi to our teahouse to have some tea and listen to some music. My parents are busy with the wedding. We just need to get married when the time comes. I don't have to worry about anything else. "

The old cellar of Lu Zhou is one of the four most famous wines in our country. It has the reputation of "the rich and fragrant ancestor of wine." It is on par with Guizhou Maotai wine, Shanxi fen wine, and Shanxi phoenix wine.

According to the legends, According to the legends, the brewing technique of the old cellar of the Lu Zhou originated from the ancient Jiangyang. It was gradually nurtured in the atmosphere of the southern Sichuan wine industry since the Qin and Han Dynasties. It flourished in the Tang Song. In the hundreds of years that followed, it was created, embryonic, fixed and matured. Over the past two thousand years, it gradually formed a unique wine culture that was passed down from generation to generation.

The reason why the old cellars of Lu Zhou enjoyed fame overseas was because of their special geographical environment, high-quality ingredients, and brewing techniques. They were even stricter in controlling the coupling. Moreover, after the brewing of the old cellars of Lu Zhou, the cellars were rich in fragrance. After drinking, the fragrance was especially refreshing and refreshing. The aftertaste was long and refreshing. It could be said that the fragrance was authentic and had become the national cellars!

Among them, the national cellars, 1573, were the essence of it. They were generally loved by people from all walks of life.

Lin Xi was not interested in wine at first, but the reputation of the old cellar in Lu Zhou had spread far and wide. It was not easy for him to come to Lu Zhou this time. If he did not take a sip of the authentic old cellar in Lu Zhou, Wouldn't that be a waste of time?

"Drinking is fine, but a massage is fine. I don't want to take a sip."

"Hehe, Brother Xi, I didn't blow it for you. In Lu Zhou, you can find whatever you want, as long as it's just a word from you, Brother Xi."

Lin Xi laughed and scolded, "Drive your car well. You are going to get married and yet you are still the same as before. You are not afraid that your wife will find out and you will have a good ending."

Ang Youyong sneered and patted his chest twice. The fat on his body was shaking because he was too strong. At this moment, his manly attitude was fully expressed. "She? "I said at home - she didn't dare to say anything, I said she wouldn't dare to go east, I said she wouldn't dare to chase chickens when killing ducks. We are old men, how can we not control a woman?"

Lin Xi was surprised by his words. He couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that in a few years, he would be able to control a woman. No, Ang Youyong is so manly! However, it was still unknown whether it was true or not. He would only know when the time came.

Ang Youyong drove through the streets and alleys of Lu Zhou. Half an hour later, he arrived in front of a small alley and stopped. Then, he called for Lin Xi to get out of the car.

When he entered the alley, Lin Xi saw a picturesque scene. What entered his eyes was a green bamboo. It was quiet and quiet. The corridor turned around. It seemed to have the charm of the south of the Yangtze River.

In the middle of the hall, there was a small pond. In the pond, there were fake mountains, fake water, and a fountain. There were also a few red koi swimming in the pond. The smell of the place was very unique and rich.

A waitress walked towards him. Her authentic Sichuan words made Lin Xi feel very close to her. He had really left Ba Chuan for too long.

"Gentlemen, please come in. What do you want to eat? We have Dongpo Pig Knuckle, Cold Pan Fish, Dongpo Pork, Braised Pork Slices, Fish Pork Thread..."

Listening to Sister Chuan's crosstalk, Ang Youyong interrupted her with a wave of his hand and said, "Stop, stop, stop. Don't say anymore. Give us a third look. We need to do it well and quickly. Give us another bottle of the national cellar. 1573. Arrange for a small private room."

"Okay, Xian Sen. Please come in. The dishes will be served soon."

The waiter came back a few minutes after he left. He brought four side dishes. There were Sichuan pickles, fried peanuts, sour marshmalade, and spicy casserole.

Lin Xi took a bite of Ba Chuan pickles. It was indeed pure. Ever since he went to Ming Zhou to work, he had never eaten such pickles. The last time he ate it was his mother who cooked it for him before the New Year. His mother wanted him to bring some to Ming Zhou, but he rejected it because it was too far away.

The pickled vegetables of Ba Chuan were also known as pickled vegetables. They were traditional specialties and were of the Sichuan cuisine. The taste was salty and sour, the texture was crisp, the color was bright, the fragrance assailed the nose, the appetizer was refreshing, the alcohol was refreshing, it was suitable for young and old. It could be made every four seasons, but the weather and environment were very particular when it was made. It was a common side dish for living at home. It was also a popular side dish in Ba Chuan.

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].