The descendants of the martial artist/Wenxin literati may not be able to continue the genetic lottery of their parents, and ordinary people also have the opportunity to give birth to the talented dragon and phoenix talent with the qualifications of the literary scholar/Wenxin literati. After one generation, the offense and defense are easy to attack and defense, and the root of war is also laid.

Since this is the case, it is better to be fair. Everyone enjoys the power granted by God. Then no matter whether the next generation is excellent or mediocre, there is no need to rekindle the war because of this contradiction.

Luo San looked at Chen Tang deeply, his eyes with an indescribable obsession and appreciation, and was passionate and frank. He reminded Chen Tang: "With the status and strength of the woman today, there is still no regrets to choose?"

Chen Tang said: "Time will give Luo Hou the answer."

Luo San drank the rice wine in one sip.

This kind of folk-made wine has no alcohol taste and is slightly sour and light. Luo San felt happy. Even the inferior wine spreads on his tongue and tastes better than the nectar and jade dew that only exists in the palace in the sky: "My daughter Shen Qiansheng, Luo respects you."

Chen Tang also drank it happily: "Luohou Qiansui."

It was refreshing when drinking, but a little embarrassed when checking out.

No matter how inferior the wine is, it is brewed with food, and the price is not much lower. Chen Tang lowered his head and opened the money bag, and his eyes almost put the hole on the money bag. No matter how you look, you can't count it. She was a little embarrassed and scratched her forehead. She couldn't eat the king's meal in front of Luo San, so she had to wave to the guard in secret and signaled to come up to pay: "I've paid, go back and check with the Ministry of Revenue."

Luo San: “…”

Do you also need to contact the Ministry of Revenue for this expense?

Chen Tang grabbed his wrist and muttered: "Hey, there is no good food and wine here. Luo Hou went to the palace, and there is good wine."

Good wine is still free.

Luo San was skeptical of this: "Don't mess with me."

Chen Tang really didn't lie to Luo San.

The two dug out a pile of fine wine from the palace cellar.

When I opened the red cloth wine seal, the aroma of wine caught Luo San intoxicated: "Is this wine? I am the younger generations who are filial to me, but there are too few things that are not enough... Why are you so many of them?"

Chen Tang said: "One secret recipe."

Luo San asked again: "How many years are there?"

Chen Tang opened his mouth and said, "Eighteen years."

Whether it was from Shang and Zhou dynasties or last week, it was all from 18 years. Not to mention that this batch of wine tastes authentic, even if it is mixed into the water, Luo San could not taste it. Her experience in selling fake wine is more abundant than that of being a lord: "Why should Luo Hou try it?"

Luo San still needs to be reserved.

"Since that's the case, it's better to obey your orders than respect."

He is not very good at wine, but there is no warrior who can refuse this wine.

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Chapter completed!