My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

He understands that he is the chief labor force in the crowd.

"What else can I do? Listen to the old man!"

Huang Lei shook his head, then raised his hoe.

Honestly, he dug up at the position Xiao Chen said.

The entire audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Eat well.

Why did he suddenly go to the deep mountains and old forests to dig for wine?

Could it be that what the old man said is true?

He didn't mean to amuse people.

But is there really hidden delicacies that Kangxi honored him underground?

No one dared to continue guessing.

Because it is too incredible!

......

Xiao Chen didn't think too much about it.

It was only after He Jiong accidentally mentioned it today that he realized that he still had a few jars of good wine hidden underground.

He used to drink like hell.

But because his wife a hundred years ago didn't like him drinking, he buried all the wine.

Now the wife has turned into loess.

Only the wine remained.

Speaking of which, things are right and wrong.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen raised his head and read the words of his friend Su Shi.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine!

I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve!

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu!

It's so cold in the heights, dance to find out the shadows, how is it like being in the world! "

The opening line of this poem is full of pride.

Ask the sky for wine!

Dare to ask whether Qingtian can answer the questions of ordinary people in this world?

Why is there birth, old age, sickness and death?

Why is there love and hatred?

Why do all the old people go, leaving me alone in the ups and downs of the world?

Qingtian couldn't answer.

So mortals can only drink to relieve their worries.

But worry about worry.

......

"The old man is so elegant!"

Although Huang Lei was sweating profusely from exhaustion, he was also infected by Xiao Chen.

Literary and artistic youths have this common problem.

In the past and present, how many geniuses have been born in Xia Kingdom.

Leave their respective figures in the history of literature.

The appearance of these figures was accompanied by wine.

Cao Cao, Li Bai, Tang Bohu, Tao Yuanming, including Su Shi.

There are many, many more.

Which of these ghosts is not a drunkard.

Huang Lei prides himself on being a young man, so he also loves drinking.

After listening to Xiao Chen's poems read out, he dug harder.

After digging for a full two hours.

They finally dug out two jars of wine from the eight-meter-deep pit.

"My God! There is really wine!"

Zhang Zifeng covered her mouth in amazement.

Not only her, but the others were also shocked.

At first everyone thought the old man was joking.

But I never thought that what he said turned out to be true!

"Let me see it quickly!"

Huang Lei couldn't wait to hold the wine jar in his arms.

He looked around the jar and said in surprise:

"This wine jar alone is estimated to have a history of hundreds of years!"

And Xiao Chen said calmly:

"Let's go, go back and open it up to drink."

"exactly."