Chapter 22 Not Borrowing

Author: Runchao Cigarettes

Chapter 22 Not Borrowing

"Little Fifth Brother, didn't you ask me to give you two jars of good wine to honor Uncle Guan? I have prepared them for you."

Yang Yukun placed a one-pound jar of Eight Immortals' Drunk and a one-pound jar of Hanhai Qiongjiang in front of Han Chunming.

"Xiao Kun, thank you. Let's go to the Imperial Hotel to eat out in the afternoon."

"Little Fifth Brother, the Tan's cuisine at Imperial Hotel is not cheap."

"Don't worry, if I have money, I won't be forced to wash dishes there."

Han Chunming patted his pockets and saw money in his pockets.

It was agreed last time.

Yang Yukun gave him two jars of good wine to honor his master, and he treated him to the Imperial Hotel to eat Tan's cuisine.

A man should naturally do what he says.

Isn't it just a meal?

He can still afford it.

Han Chunming screwed up the two jars of wine and went to his master's place.

Yang Yukun had nothing to do, so he also went to Uncle Guan's house with him.

"The Eight Immortals are drunk, the vast sea of ​​nectar, what kind of wine is this?"

Looking at the two jars of wine in front of him, Uncle Guan didn't remember what kind of wine they were.

He has been drinking for half his life, and is nicknamed Admiral the Wine Gate. He has drank wine that others know and wine that others do not know.

He had never heard of the Eight Immortals' Drunkenness and the Vast Sea Pure Wine.

"Master, these two jars of wine are good wines that are not available in the market. I respect you."

"Disciple, open the wine and fill it up for Master."

"Master, which one do you want to drink first?"

"The Eight Drunken Immortals."

"Okay."

Han Chunming patted the sealing mud away and filled it with the master.

Smelling the smell of wine, Uncle Guan's eyes instantly lit up, and he couldn't wait to pick up the wine bowl and take a sip.

"Master, how is it? Is this wine good?"

"good!"

After taking a sip, Uncle Guan drank the remaining wine in the bowl in one gulp.

After drinking this Eight Immortals Drunk, he instantly felt that he had drank half his life in vain.

"Master, would you like to try this vast nectar again?"

"Full!"

"Okay."

Han Chunming opened another jar of vast sea of ​​wine and continued to fill it up for the master.

Smelling the smell of wine, Han Chunming couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The last time I drank at Yang Yukun's place was the Eight Immortals' Drunkenness, but he had never drunk this vast sea of ​​nectar either.

"It's such a good wine, what a Eight Immortals drunkenness, what a vast sea of ​​nectar. Disciple, where did you get these two wines?"

"Master, this wine is not available on the market at all. I only made two jars by chance."

Han Chunming looked at Yang Yukun who was smiling beside him, but did not tell his master how the two jars of wine came from.

Just now, Yang Yukun specifically told him not to say that he helped make the wine.

Otherwise, with his master's alcoholic character, he would never forget it after drinking such good wine, and asked Yang Yukun to help him drink it.

"Pity."

Uncle Guan sighed.

These two wines are not available on the market, which means that it will not be so easy for him to drink these two wines in the future.

Uncle Guan immediately asked his disciple to re-seal the two jars of wine. Every sip of the wine would make him lose a sip. He wanted to keep it and drink it slowly.

"Boy, where is your master?" Uncle Guan put down his wine bowl and turned to ask Yang Yukun.

"Uncle Guan, my master went to the countryside early in the morning."

"When are you coming back?"

"have no idea."

Yang Yukun really didn't know how long the master would stay in the countryside.

Maybe I'll come back tonight, maybe I'll have to stay in the country for several days, ten days and a half is not impossible.

"Boy, I heard Xiao Wuzi say that you have a sunflower wash with azure glaze from Ru Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Uncle Guan, you are really well informed."

"How about I borrow it from Grandpa Jiumen to play with for ten days and a half?"

"No borrowing."

"Hey, you kid, you have a personality."

"Uncle Guan, I am a junior and I speak more straightforwardly. Don't be offended."

Yang Yukun smiled.

Uncle Guan is indeed a highly respected figure in the alley. He is also a well-known appraiser and collector in the antiques industry. He is also a drinking buddy with his master.

Quite true.

One yard owned by a yard.

That azure-glazed sunflower wash from the Ru Kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty belongs to him. The old man said he wanted to borrow it for ten and a half months, so he borrowed it?

This old man is Han Chunming's master but not his master, and he has nothing to do with him.

"As expected of a disciple taught by the Tattered Marquis, he really has a bit of his temperament."

Uncle Guan smiled.

If you don't want to borrow it, don't borrow it.

As an elder, he can still argue with the younger ones.

The tea is fragrant, let's stop drinking, gather friends, and go back upstairs. It's all thanks to this boy that these four small enamel bowls can be collected in his lifetime.

Regardless of whether the other three small enamel bowls were in tatters and the boy returned them home, he had to bear his debt.

"Boy, would you like to play two games with me to relieve your boredom?"

"This works."

Yang Yukun played a few games of chess with Uncle Guan. As long as he didn't miss his Ru porcelain sunflower wash, he could talk about anything.

"Master, we are going to eat out at the Imperial Hotel in a while. You can come with us."

"Going to eat out at the Imperial Hotel?"

"Yes, let's eat Tan's food."

"go."

As soon as he heard about going to the Imperial Hotel to eat Tan's cuisine, Uncle Guan immediately said that he would definitely be indispensable.

"Brother Xiaowu, do you mind if I call one more person?"

"Do you want to kiss your baby too?"

"right."

"Go ahead, let's meet at the entrance of the alley."

"Brother Xiao Wu, thank you."

Yang Yukun went home, put on his bicycle, and went to pick up Xu Jingping in the alley next door.

"Boy, are you envious?" Uncle Guan glanced at Han Chunming with a smile.

"Who wouldn't be envious?"

Who wouldn't be envious watching Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping, their childhood sweethearts, playing and inseparable all day long?

Come to think of it, he and Su Meng were childhood sweethearts who grew up together in the same courtyard.
To be continued...