Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, Cao Cao Sangu Maolu invited me out of the mountain

On the doorposts on each side, a wooden board hangs from each side with a couplet written on it.

The mountains are not high, there are immortals and names;

The water is not deep, but the dragon is spiritual.

This couplet looks a little unusual, and it’s not right.

However, savoring the meaning of it, there is a detached meaning, and oil is born.

What shocked Cao Cao and Xun Yu even more was calligraphy.

Calligraphy, calligraphy and cursive writing in this era have just matured.

And these words written by Shen Xuan are the italics of the book saint Wang Xizhi.

The penmanship is beautiful.

Inky hair.

Fantastic is amazing.

Astounding.

Cao and Xun are both great experts.

Especially Cao Cao, his calligraphy is majestic, and he is first-class in his time.

He could naturally see that the calligraphy of this couplet was very high.

Even Cao Cao was ashamed of himself, and even needed him to look up!

The only thing missing is that the skill is not enough.

If you practice diligently, you will definitely be a famous calligrapher in the future!

Cao Cao was envious in his heart.

Only a master from the immortal world would have such amazing talent!

Cao Cao couldn’t help but praise: “Mr. Shen, what a great talent!” ”

Shen Xuan was very ashamed and said with a smile: “I practiced for a few years when I was a child, and it has long been abandoned, so let the guests laugh!” ”

Cao Cao and Xun Yu were hit.

Your abandoned calligraphy is already at this level.

We have been practicing for decades, so how to live?

Forget it, people are immortals, they can’t be compared!

Several people entered the hut.

The tables and chairs in the room made Cao Cao and several people marvel again.

There is no such thing as a chair or stool, they all sit on the floor.

Cao Cao sat on a bamboo chair, feeling very comfortable all over his body, and couldn’t help but marvel.

Shen Xuan called Mrs. Zhou from the neighboring house to help stir-fry.

While waiting for the dishes, Shen Xuan saw that several people were idle and had nothing to do, and fished out a plate of sour radish.

Cut into radish strips and serve on the table.

“I can’t imagine that radishes can be eaten like this, wonderful!”

“If there is wine, it is even better!”

Cao Cao tasted a sour radish and immediately applauded, which also aroused his addiction to alcohol.

This is a veteran drunkard.

“How to relieve worries, only Du Kang” is Lao Cao’s masterpiece.

“A few guests wait!”

Shen Xuan took a jug of wine and took a few wine glasses.

“Mr. Shen, change to a larger wine bowl!”

Dian Wei was addicted to alcohol, and seeing that the wine glass was so small, he felt a little too addicted.

Shen Xuan said with a smile: “Zhang Man, go get a big bowl!” ”

Norman went to the kitchen and brought a bowl for eating.

Dian Wei was also not polite and poured himself a full bowl.

The aroma of wine is overflowing!

You can’t help but want to have a drink.

The wine worm in Dian Wei’s stomach was hooked, and he took a sip with the wine bowl.

One mouth of wine.

He felt like a flame that went from his throat to his abdomen.

Then another flame rushed straight to the brain.

One word, cool!

Two words, enough!

Dianwei’s black face instantly turned red, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Guo Jia asked, “Junming, how?” ”

“Good wine!”

“What do you call that before, it’s all foot wash!”

Dian Wei exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Shen Xuan glanced at this black barbarian, was it so exaggerated? Typical performance excess!

Dian Wei drank the bowl of wine in one go.

After a few moments, he was a little floating.

Cao Cao smiled nonchalantly.

He is also a good drinker.

In his identity, what kind of good wine has not been drunk under the sky?

Therefore, he did not take Dianwei’s words to heart.

Cao Cao took the wine glass and took a sip.

The expression froze abruptly, and then became wonderful.

“There is such a fine wine in the world!”

Cao Cao drank three cups in a row and couldn’t help but let out a cry of admiration.

Guo Jia is also a lover of wine, and after drinking a drink, the whole person was stunned there.

After a while, he said to Shen Xuan: “You call this wine?” ”

Shen Xuanqi said, “What is this not wine?” ”

Guo Jia sighed: “Where is this wine on earth, it is clearly jade liquid from the sky!” ”

Shen Xuan shook his head and smiled.

This group of people really didn’t know.

If this kind of wine is immortal brewing, then what is Moutai?

What he didn’t know was.

The current sake is mainly rice wine.

Due to the single level of brewing and raw materials, the degree of wine is not high, that is, about ten degrees.

And it is cloudy, which is why it is often said in ancient poems “a pot of cloudy wine”.

The wine that Shen Xuan took out was made using persimmons as raw materials and using the rural soil method.

More than forty degrees.

The taste is mellow and the color is clear.

Compared with his persimmon wine, the current rice wine is indeed the same as foot wash.

In the eyes of Cao Cao and others, this wine is naturally not available in the world.

No need for Shen Xuan to persuade wine, Cao Cao and others have a drink, I have a glass.

In less than ten minutes, the wine jug had bottomed out.

Dian Man’s saliva as he watched from behind.

However, the elder was at the table, and he could only watch from behind.

Dian Wei drank his face red, but he was still unfinished, and asked with a shy face: “Mr. Shen, is there still this kind of immortal brew?” ”

“Of course there is, I’m afraid you won’t be able to drink it!”

Shen Xuan smiled helplessly.

It seems that he has encountered an alcoholic, and today he must eliminate a small half of a pot of wine.

So another jug of wine came up.

Mrs. Zhou also fried a plate of dishes and served them.

Shen Xuan said: “Bamboo shoots stir-fried pork, please use it!” ”

“Pork?”

Cao Cao frowned.

Everyone else frowned.

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