Divine Lucky Star-Chapter 164 - : Isn’t There a Wall!
Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Isn’t There a Wall!
“Why else would we say the wine culture of the Heavenly People’s Republic is world-renowned? Once you drink up, it’s easy to start chatting. In no time at all, everyone had downed two glasses of wine and was already feeling tipsy.
Last time we dined, Zhao Zhenhao left with his tail between his legs. Although they were friends, today he still had to find a way to recover some face, so he had prepared quite a bit of material: “Recently, I read quite a few books on the ancient culture of the Heavenly People’s Republic and found that our ancestors were extremely wise.”
Wang Hao: “…”
Great, here we go again. Why are the topics you prepare always so inappropriate? In this kind of situation, we should be discussing romance and the moon, not this…
At this moment, dad nodded, “Indeed, take brewing alcohol, for example, it is definitely one of the greatest inventions of our ancient times. Young Master Zhao must have some insights on this matter…”
Finally, someone agreed!
Zhao Zhenhao immediately felt that looking at Wang Hao’s dad, everything seemed pleasing to the eye—what’s the most important thing when chatting? Not the jokester, but the flatterer!
If you say something and no one responds, how can you continue, right?
So Zhao Zhenhao started to speak: “Our Heavenly People’s Republic has a long history of brewing, and a wide variety of wines, which have been popular from the day they were created. Therefore, when people toast and praise wine, they always give the wine a witty nickname or alias. Most of these names are derived from anecdotes or are based on the flavor, color, function, and so on of the wine.”
Wang Hao, once again, listened until he was nearly asleep, but dad laughed, “Oh? So Young Master Zhao must know quite a few anecdotes about wine then?”
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Zhao Zhenhao got excited!
Why didn’t I invite you to dinner last time? With you here, our topics could definitely open up easily, uncle!
“I do know a few,” Zhao Zhenhao smiled subtly, “In the Three Kingdoms period, there was an anecdote related to wine, which tells of Liu Bei going to Cao Cao, where he spent his days planting vegetables in his residence in Xuchang as a form of camouflage. Cao Cao, being who he was, recognized heroes all over the world and naturally understood Liu Bei very well. He also knew that once Liu Bei was fully equipped, he would be a formidable opponent…”
He immediately recounted the well-known historical wine incident of the hero discussion over wine.
Actually, this episode is definitely one of the most famous wine parties in history and could totally be ranked among the top three.
But the problem was, Zhao Zhenhao read this as data, so it sounded a bit dry. By the time he finished, Wang Hao was all sorts of sleepy…
“It’s totally uninteresting,” Wang Mengfei commented from the side, not giving Zhao any face, “Can’t you switch to something more fun? You almost put me to sleep talking about those!”
Comrade! Brother Fei, we finally thought of the same thing!
Dad laughed, “Mr. Zhao is quite learned after all. It’s good for young people to have a wealth of knowledge. Let’s drink, let’s drink.”
Everyone drank together.
Last time, Bai Yaning knew that Wang Hao was very talented, so this time she subconsciously asked, “So Wang Hao, do you know any anecdotes about wine? Let’s hear it?”
Wang Hao: “…”
Um, why did this turn to me again? That’s not good…
Wang Hao scratched his head and smiled subtly: “I know a little bit, but definitely not as much as Zhao…”
Zhao Zhenhao: “…”
Damn, I’ve seen that smile somewhere before! You know something about this topic for sure!
Bai Yaning, ever sensible, directly said, “Then just tell us, what’s there to be shy about? I’m very curious.”
Wang Hao: “It’s not really a good idea, what I know isn’t very interesting…”
Zhao Zhenhao: “…”
Damn, does he actually know some anecdotes?!
Zhao Zhenhao urgently asked, “Brother Hao, which anecdote were you planning to mention? The Feast at Hong Gate? The Wine and Meat of General Guan? Drunken Concubine?” He mentioned these as they were all very famous historical anecdotes related to wine, so according to his thinking, those were probably what Wang Hao was going to mention—he had seen the material!
Wang Hao: “Well, do I really have to say it? It’s actually not any of those…”
Zhao Zhenhao: “…” Damn, could it be that he knows some others?
Meng Fei got anxious, “Hurry up and say it, why are you dawdling so much?”
Wang Hao, “…”
Alright, seeing you all one by one, do you really have to push Brother like this? Watch me utterly convince you all today with what I say!
“So I’m just going to say it,” Wang Hao said, “If I get it wrong, you guys can’t laugh at me!”
Dad said, “Hurry up and say it, look at you dragging your feet. Be a man, your face shouldn’t even change if Mount Tai collapses in front of you. How come there’s so much fuss about telling a story?”
Bai Yaning said, “Hurry up, I want to hear.”
Ah, when a fairy like her acts spoiled with us, we can’t really say no, can we?
Alright then, today Brother is going to seriously show off! Everyone get the food and drinks ready, let’s do this!
“In fact, speaking of this drink,” Wang Hao didn’t hesitate and shifted straight into bragging mode, “you need to train yourself to the point where you don’t even need to drink it, just by smelling the aroma, you should understand what kind of liquor it is and how many years it has been stored!”
Then he showed Zhao Zhenhao an example—first he picked up the cup, then he sniffed the aroma and said, “This is Xinghua Village Fen Wine that’s been aged for five years, definitely authentic!”
Zhao Zhenhao’s face was full of confusion, “Really?!”
Dad laughed, “It’s true, I can vouch for that.”
Zhao Zhenhao, “…” How much do I admire Brother Hao, huh?!
Wang Hao chuckled secretly, “As expected from my father, definitely my real dad! This liquor was actually gifted to us by Dad’s colleague the year I got into University, otherwise how could I remember it so clearly?”
Of course, although he understood this in his heart, he couldn’t show it on his face.
Wang Hao said, “Speaking of this liquor, not only does the drink require attention, the vessel for the drink is even more important!”
Zhao Zhenhao was again confused, “There’s also this aspect?”
“Of course,” Wang Hao then went full-on show-off mode, “Zhao, you treat drinkware so carelessly, but in the art of drinking, you clearly don’t grasp the essence. The right drinking vessel matters. For Fen Wine, you should use a jade cup, as the Tang people have said in poetry: ‘The jade bowl carries the amber light.’ It shows that jade bowls and cups enhance the color of the liquor.”
Zhao Zhenhao nodded vigorously, “Makes sense!”
Bai Yaning too was dazzled as she listened. Wang Hao really could explain any topic under the sun.
“Regarding white liquor from the borders, naturally its taste is very good,” Wang Hao continued with a smile, “It’s just a pity that it lacks a certain fragrant air. It is best to drink it from a rhinoceros horn cup, then it will taste incomparably mellow. Know this, jade cups enhance the liquor’s color, and rhinoceros horn cups enhance the aroma. The ancients truly didn’t deceive me.”
Zhao Zhenhao had crammed a lot of information these past few days, preparing to use it next time he dined with Bai Yaning.
Especially with information about liquor, as no matter the occasion, there must be wine with a meal, right? So he knew a fair bit about the origins of various kinds of liquor, their aroma, brewing methods, and storage techniques, although his knowledge was somewhat haphazard. Yet at this gathering, he realized that while he understood about liquor, he was completely clueless about drinkware!
Frustrating, isn’t it?
“As for wine,” Wang Hao continued, “there is something to be said about that. The ’82 Lafite we drank last time was actually somewhat of a waste. When drinking wine, it should be from a night light cup. The ancients have a poem saying: ‘Fine wine in a night light cup, the urge to drink quickened by the pizzicato of pipas.’ Know that fine wine should look as vividly red as this, for us men, otherwise it lacks boldness. Once the fine wine is poured into a night light cup, its color becomes indistinguishable from fresh blood, drinking it is like drinking blood. Song Dynasty’s Yue Fei once said, ‘With determination, one feasts on the flesh of the Tartars and laughs over a drink of their blood,’ what bold and lofty sentiments?”
Zhao Zhenhao listened, utterly baffled. His usual business studies never touched on these matters.
At this moment, hearing Wang Hao quoting poetry, especially the phrase “laughs over a drink of their blood,” filled one with a bold and refreshing broadness of spirit.
“Fine wine in a night light cup, the urge to drink quickened by the pizzicato of pipas,” Bai Yaning repeated the lines with a smile, “I’ve known about these lines for a while but never thought of them this way. Now that you mention it, it really is as you say.”
Brother gets to show off successfully once again, haha!
“So, I always say the wisdom of the ancients is truly profound!” Wang Hao continued cheerfully, “As for Sorghum Wine, it is the most ancient of liquors. During the reign of Dayu, Yi Di made liquor, and Dayu tasted it and found it sweet. That was Sorghum Wine. Old Zhao, we all know Dayu regulated the waters and benefited future generations, but who would have thought that aside from that, his truly great achievement, do you know what it was?”
Old Zhao and a few others replied, “Making liquor!”
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The third golden elixir! Flip the table, damn!
