reborn wife
Chapter 12
"It's not easy to know him." Xia Houchen said, pointing downstairs with his eyes.
Wen Zhiru followed the other person's gaze and looked down. The jade unicorn covered with a brocade handkerchief had been placed on a rosewood high table in the middle of the hall on the first floor.
Beside it stood a young man in white.
He was holding a thick stack of more than a dozen bright red name cards in his hand.
I think this is the shopkeeper Feng of [Rufeng Drink].
The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but judging from his figure and demeanor, he must be a handsome young man.
The pure white brocade in such a slightly messy environment will not appear to be too lofty at all, but it is another kind of elegance and agility that attracts people's attention.He didn't have the slightest smell of copper, and his gestures and gestures revealed an elegance that was extremely disproportionate to a businessman, but his gentle steps were daunting and noble.
With one hand behind his back, he took out one of the many name cards with his right hand and opened it, turned the inner page outward, and slowly read the name while showing it.
Wen Zhiru didn't care about the words he read out, but thought that the voice was very nice.It's not a thick and deep male voice, nor is it high-pitched, but it's just right, clear and soft, with a little arrogance coming from the bones that is not easy to detect.
Some people say that it is also a kind of enjoyment to listen to a person talking, and the big bottom is such a man!
"He—" Wen Zhiru didn't know how to describe what he saw as the words came to his lips, as if any words used on that man lacked something.
"Don't worry." Jin Yihui patted him on the shoulder, "I think the jade carving sold for a good price today. After a while, shopkeeper Feng will come to each wing one by one to toast to show his gratitude."
************************************************** *********************
Sure enough, within a short while, an attendant brought wine jugs to each room one by one, saying that it was Shopkeeper Feng, please use it slowly.
Then he saw the man casually holding a jug of wine and a wine glass, without bringing half an attendant, and stepped into the house.
"My lord, Mr. Xiahou, this is—"
Jin Yihui answered for him: "This is the eldest son of Wen Ge's hometown, Wen Zhiru."
Feng Rong looked at Wen Zhiru, as if his mind was frozen for a moment, he filled the wine glass in his hand, "Feng Rong, I am the shopkeeper of [Ru Feng Drink], Mr. Wen, nice to meet you."
"Shopkeeper Feng is polite." Wen Zhiru picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.
With a slightly sweet and spicy taste straight down the throat, he used to be a boudoir lady in the Wen Mansion, so naturally he didn't know how to drink, but now with just this small cup, he felt a hot stream that went all the way to his stomach and burned his cheeks up.
His thinking suddenly slowed down, but he took this opportunity to see Feng Rong's appearance carefully.
good looking.
In Wen Zhiru's mind, there was only one word like this that popped out.
It is simple.
Good-looking, pleasing to the eye.
There are no extra gorgeous decorations, what is handsome and elegant, what is romantic and unrestrained, what is the jade tree facing the wind, what is like a bright star, what is like Pan'an...
These words are not enough to describe the feeling Feng Rong gave him.
He's just simple and makes people feel good-looking.
That's it.
While Wen Zhiru was in a trance, Feng Rong had finished toasting with Xia Houchen and Jin Yihui. He turned his head and looked at Wen Zhiru who was still looking at him and asked, "Mr. Wen, is there something else?"
Wen Zhiru was too embarrassed, after all, staring at a strange man like this is really...
Fortunately, his slightly drunken state concealed his blushing. He cleared his throat, "I heard that shopkeeper Feng's skill in appreciating antique calligraphy and paintings is unmatched. I happen to have a calligraphy and painting here. Can I ask shopkeeper Feng to comment on it?"
Fu Sheng hurriedly unwrapped the bundle that had been in her arms for a long time, took out the calligraphy and painting and handed them to Wen Zhiru.
"It's really..." The moment the picture scroll was opened, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Feng Rong's mouth.
In fact, Feng Rong seldom smiles.
A gentleman of modesty, as gentle as jade, he always feels so gentle and comfortable, but it is different from the gentleness of Jin Yihui. Jin Yihui's often smiling face gives people a sense of intimacy, while Fengrong's bones are It is the arrogance that makes people look up from time to time.
So when Feng Rong laughed, everyone in the room, including Xia Houchen and Jin Yihun, felt incredible.
That feeling wasn't because they'd never seen his smile, it was...
Evil spirit.
Yes, evil spirits.
Such a man who can only be described as gentle and elegant on weekdays.His smile turned out to be an evil spirit enough to confuse people's hearts.
"Is there something wrong with this painting?" Looking at the other party's response without saying a word but with a smile on his face, for some reason Wen Zhiru only felt that there was a sense of danger.
like...
What conspiracy is brewing?
"No." Feng Rong put away the scroll, "This painting is indeed a superior work, Mr. Wen is willing to part with it?"
"Uh?"
Originally, he just wanted to know if the painting could be sold for a good price, but shopkeeper Feng directly offered to buy it.Wen Zhiru thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong.
"This painting is beautifully painted, with vivid charm, I really can't put it down, it's so abrupt."
"Shopkeeper Feng misunderstood, I am not good at calligraphy and painting, but I didn't expect Shopkeeper Feng to give such a high evaluation."
"I would like to buy this calligraphy with 2 taels of silver. I don't know what Mr. Wen wants?"
"Twenty thousand?" Xia Houchen stepped forward to the table, unfolded the scroll again, stared at the painting for a long time with his eyes, as if he could see the money from it.
You must know that even the masterpieces handed down by the masters of the previous dynasty are only at this price.
What's more, the inscription of this painting is a person who has never heard of it.
[Xi Wei] This name is too unfamiliar.
"This... shopkeeper Feng is really too polite." Wen Zhiru was already happy in his heart, but on the surface he still wanted to maintain the humility of a nobleman.
"Then it's settled!" Feng Rong didn't want to give Wen Zhiru any chance to think, so she said to the servants outside the door, "Xiao Yan, go prepare the bank notes and serve wine for Mr. Wen by the way."
The last sentence "serving wine" finally succeeded in drawing Jin Yihui's attention. He looked at Wen Zhiru and hesitated for a while, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Wen is really lucky. This [Rufeng Drink] can be treated like this by Shopkeeper Feng."
Wen Zhiru also seemed to understand something, "Is there something about the 'serving wine' of shopkeeper Feng?"
"Although this restaurant also sells tea and wine, there is only one kind of wine, which is brewed by Mr. Fengrong himself. It is not sold for a thousand dollars, but only given to those who are destined to taste it. The name of this wine is [Rufeng Drinking] 】."
No wonder he always felt that the name of this restaurant was a bit strange. Wen Zhiru looked at Jin Yihui, and then at Xia Houchen who was full of envy. Could it be that the two of them had never tasted this kind of bar?
I really don't know whether I should be grateful for the love that Mr. Feng Rong has for me or...
"That's right." Feng Rong seemed to see through the doubts in Wen Zhiru's mind, "My restaurant has been open in the capital for five years, but there are no more than three people who have tasted my [Rufeng Drink] in the whole world, and Shi Ziye is one of them. Number one, and Mr. Wen, you are number four."
While speaking, Xiao Yan had already presented 2 taels of silver bills and a jug carved from a whole piece of white marble.
Feng Rong personally poured a full cup for Wen Zhiru and handed it over.
The wine was as golden and clear as fine amber, with no trace of impurities visible, and it was contained in a white jade wine glass, reflecting golden light.
Getting closer to the tip of his nose, Wen Zhiru could barely smell the pungent and spicy smell of wine, but an extremely fresh aroma, refreshing.
At the entrance, the temperature is just right chilled by well water, a trace of coolness left between the teeth, mellow and sweet without any stimulation, only a comfortable warmth gradually envelops the whole body.
Even he, who doesn't know how to taste wine, can clearly feel the beauty of this place.
The so-called Yaochi Qiongniang is nothing more than that!
Putting down the wine glass, Wen Zhiru bowed to Fengrong and saluted, "Mr. Fengrong's [Rufeng Drink] really lives up to its reputation. I'm afraid there will be no such good wine in the world! Thank you, Mr. Fengrong for your hospitality."
"Mr. Wen's praise, it's just a glass of water and wine." It's not like Feng Rong didn't see Xia Houchen swallowing his saliva, "It's a great honor to get to know Mr. Wen today. I invite a few people for this pot of wine shared."
This sentence almost made Xia Houchen's eyes light up.As if he was afraid that the other party would regret it, before he even had time to thank him, he poured a full cup and swallowed it into his stomach.
"Oh~ it's really good wine!" Xia Houchen let out a long breath, and closed his eyes happily. The taste was so good that he wanted to start singing.
And Wen Zhiru also knows that someone who can have such hand-brewing skills and good taste, but doesn't use it for profit, just to make friends with people who are destined, is probably not just a businessman behind such a person.
If at the beginning he said that he wanted to get acquainted with this young master Fengrong, he just wanted to help him appreciate calligraphy and painting, but at this moment he really wanted to make friends with this young master Fengrong.
"This wine has the aroma of flowers, like the coldness of plum blossoms, the tranquility of lotus flowers, and the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus. But it will not be stained with rouge and tacky because of the fragrance of flowers, and it does not cover up the wine itself at all. On the contrary, it makes the wine taste sweeter and purer. May I ask Mr. Feng Rong the secret of this?"
Even Feng Rong was a little surprised by what he said, "Mr. Wen is really different, you are the first person who can accurately distinguish the fragrance. I really have to admire it."
It's not that Wen Zhiru is a good wine taster, he is really a person who doesn't understand wine and can't drink.It's just that he was raised as a girl for more than ten years, facing rouge and spices every day, but he is very familiar and sensitive to all kinds of flower fragrances.
"This wine is made from the rice planted on the first day after the snow melts in spring, then brewed with snow water from plum blossoms in winter and dew from lotus leaves in summer, and finally buried under the osmanthus trees in full bloom for several years in autumn. Then you can get this [Rufeng Drink]..."
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Wen Zhiru followed the other person's gaze and looked down. The jade unicorn covered with a brocade handkerchief had been placed on a rosewood high table in the middle of the hall on the first floor.
Beside it stood a young man in white.
He was holding a thick stack of more than a dozen bright red name cards in his hand.
I think this is the shopkeeper Feng of [Rufeng Drink].
The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but judging from his figure and demeanor, he must be a handsome young man.
The pure white brocade in such a slightly messy environment will not appear to be too lofty at all, but it is another kind of elegance and agility that attracts people's attention.He didn't have the slightest smell of copper, and his gestures and gestures revealed an elegance that was extremely disproportionate to a businessman, but his gentle steps were daunting and noble.
With one hand behind his back, he took out one of the many name cards with his right hand and opened it, turned the inner page outward, and slowly read the name while showing it.
Wen Zhiru didn't care about the words he read out, but thought that the voice was very nice.It's not a thick and deep male voice, nor is it high-pitched, but it's just right, clear and soft, with a little arrogance coming from the bones that is not easy to detect.
Some people say that it is also a kind of enjoyment to listen to a person talking, and the big bottom is such a man!
"He—" Wen Zhiru didn't know how to describe what he saw as the words came to his lips, as if any words used on that man lacked something.
"Don't worry." Jin Yihui patted him on the shoulder, "I think the jade carving sold for a good price today. After a while, shopkeeper Feng will come to each wing one by one to toast to show his gratitude."
************************************************** *********************
Sure enough, within a short while, an attendant brought wine jugs to each room one by one, saying that it was Shopkeeper Feng, please use it slowly.
Then he saw the man casually holding a jug of wine and a wine glass, without bringing half an attendant, and stepped into the house.
"My lord, Mr. Xiahou, this is—"
Jin Yihui answered for him: "This is the eldest son of Wen Ge's hometown, Wen Zhiru."
Feng Rong looked at Wen Zhiru, as if his mind was frozen for a moment, he filled the wine glass in his hand, "Feng Rong, I am the shopkeeper of [Ru Feng Drink], Mr. Wen, nice to meet you."
"Shopkeeper Feng is polite." Wen Zhiru picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.
With a slightly sweet and spicy taste straight down the throat, he used to be a boudoir lady in the Wen Mansion, so naturally he didn't know how to drink, but now with just this small cup, he felt a hot stream that went all the way to his stomach and burned his cheeks up.
His thinking suddenly slowed down, but he took this opportunity to see Feng Rong's appearance carefully.
good looking.
In Wen Zhiru's mind, there was only one word like this that popped out.
It is simple.
Good-looking, pleasing to the eye.
There are no extra gorgeous decorations, what is handsome and elegant, what is romantic and unrestrained, what is the jade tree facing the wind, what is like a bright star, what is like Pan'an...
These words are not enough to describe the feeling Feng Rong gave him.
He's just simple and makes people feel good-looking.
That's it.
While Wen Zhiru was in a trance, Feng Rong had finished toasting with Xia Houchen and Jin Yihui. He turned his head and looked at Wen Zhiru who was still looking at him and asked, "Mr. Wen, is there something else?"
Wen Zhiru was too embarrassed, after all, staring at a strange man like this is really...
Fortunately, his slightly drunken state concealed his blushing. He cleared his throat, "I heard that shopkeeper Feng's skill in appreciating antique calligraphy and paintings is unmatched. I happen to have a calligraphy and painting here. Can I ask shopkeeper Feng to comment on it?"
Fu Sheng hurriedly unwrapped the bundle that had been in her arms for a long time, took out the calligraphy and painting and handed them to Wen Zhiru.
"It's really..." The moment the picture scroll was opened, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Feng Rong's mouth.
In fact, Feng Rong seldom smiles.
A gentleman of modesty, as gentle as jade, he always feels so gentle and comfortable, but it is different from the gentleness of Jin Yihui. Jin Yihui's often smiling face gives people a sense of intimacy, while Fengrong's bones are It is the arrogance that makes people look up from time to time.
So when Feng Rong laughed, everyone in the room, including Xia Houchen and Jin Yihun, felt incredible.
That feeling wasn't because they'd never seen his smile, it was...
Evil spirit.
Yes, evil spirits.
Such a man who can only be described as gentle and elegant on weekdays.His smile turned out to be an evil spirit enough to confuse people's hearts.
"Is there something wrong with this painting?" Looking at the other party's response without saying a word but with a smile on his face, for some reason Wen Zhiru only felt that there was a sense of danger.
like...
What conspiracy is brewing?
"No." Feng Rong put away the scroll, "This painting is indeed a superior work, Mr. Wen is willing to part with it?"
"Uh?"
Originally, he just wanted to know if the painting could be sold for a good price, but shopkeeper Feng directly offered to buy it.Wen Zhiru thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong.
"This painting is beautifully painted, with vivid charm, I really can't put it down, it's so abrupt."
"Shopkeeper Feng misunderstood, I am not good at calligraphy and painting, but I didn't expect Shopkeeper Feng to give such a high evaluation."
"I would like to buy this calligraphy with 2 taels of silver. I don't know what Mr. Wen wants?"
"Twenty thousand?" Xia Houchen stepped forward to the table, unfolded the scroll again, stared at the painting for a long time with his eyes, as if he could see the money from it.
You must know that even the masterpieces handed down by the masters of the previous dynasty are only at this price.
What's more, the inscription of this painting is a person who has never heard of it.
[Xi Wei] This name is too unfamiliar.
"This... shopkeeper Feng is really too polite." Wen Zhiru was already happy in his heart, but on the surface he still wanted to maintain the humility of a nobleman.
"Then it's settled!" Feng Rong didn't want to give Wen Zhiru any chance to think, so she said to the servants outside the door, "Xiao Yan, go prepare the bank notes and serve wine for Mr. Wen by the way."
The last sentence "serving wine" finally succeeded in drawing Jin Yihui's attention. He looked at Wen Zhiru and hesitated for a while, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Wen is really lucky. This [Rufeng Drink] can be treated like this by Shopkeeper Feng."
Wen Zhiru also seemed to understand something, "Is there something about the 'serving wine' of shopkeeper Feng?"
"Although this restaurant also sells tea and wine, there is only one kind of wine, which is brewed by Mr. Fengrong himself. It is not sold for a thousand dollars, but only given to those who are destined to taste it. The name of this wine is [Rufeng Drinking] 】."
No wonder he always felt that the name of this restaurant was a bit strange. Wen Zhiru looked at Jin Yihui, and then at Xia Houchen who was full of envy. Could it be that the two of them had never tasted this kind of bar?
I really don't know whether I should be grateful for the love that Mr. Feng Rong has for me or...
"That's right." Feng Rong seemed to see through the doubts in Wen Zhiru's mind, "My restaurant has been open in the capital for five years, but there are no more than three people who have tasted my [Rufeng Drink] in the whole world, and Shi Ziye is one of them. Number one, and Mr. Wen, you are number four."
While speaking, Xiao Yan had already presented 2 taels of silver bills and a jug carved from a whole piece of white marble.
Feng Rong personally poured a full cup for Wen Zhiru and handed it over.
The wine was as golden and clear as fine amber, with no trace of impurities visible, and it was contained in a white jade wine glass, reflecting golden light.
Getting closer to the tip of his nose, Wen Zhiru could barely smell the pungent and spicy smell of wine, but an extremely fresh aroma, refreshing.
At the entrance, the temperature is just right chilled by well water, a trace of coolness left between the teeth, mellow and sweet without any stimulation, only a comfortable warmth gradually envelops the whole body.
Even he, who doesn't know how to taste wine, can clearly feel the beauty of this place.
The so-called Yaochi Qiongniang is nothing more than that!
Putting down the wine glass, Wen Zhiru bowed to Fengrong and saluted, "Mr. Fengrong's [Rufeng Drink] really lives up to its reputation. I'm afraid there will be no such good wine in the world! Thank you, Mr. Fengrong for your hospitality."
"Mr. Wen's praise, it's just a glass of water and wine." It's not like Feng Rong didn't see Xia Houchen swallowing his saliva, "It's a great honor to get to know Mr. Wen today. I invite a few people for this pot of wine shared."
This sentence almost made Xia Houchen's eyes light up.As if he was afraid that the other party would regret it, before he even had time to thank him, he poured a full cup and swallowed it into his stomach.
"Oh~ it's really good wine!" Xia Houchen let out a long breath, and closed his eyes happily. The taste was so good that he wanted to start singing.
And Wen Zhiru also knows that someone who can have such hand-brewing skills and good taste, but doesn't use it for profit, just to make friends with people who are destined, is probably not just a businessman behind such a person.
If at the beginning he said that he wanted to get acquainted with this young master Fengrong, he just wanted to help him appreciate calligraphy and painting, but at this moment he really wanted to make friends with this young master Fengrong.
"This wine has the aroma of flowers, like the coldness of plum blossoms, the tranquility of lotus flowers, and the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus. But it will not be stained with rouge and tacky because of the fragrance of flowers, and it does not cover up the wine itself at all. On the contrary, it makes the wine taste sweeter and purer. May I ask Mr. Feng Rong the secret of this?"
Even Feng Rong was a little surprised by what he said, "Mr. Wen is really different, you are the first person who can accurately distinguish the fragrance. I really have to admire it."
It's not that Wen Zhiru is a good wine taster, he is really a person who doesn't understand wine and can't drink.It's just that he was raised as a girl for more than ten years, facing rouge and spices every day, but he is very familiar and sensitive to all kinds of flower fragrances.
"This wine is made from the rice planted on the first day after the snow melts in spring, then brewed with snow water from plum blossoms in winter and dew from lotus leaves in summer, and finally buried under the osmanthus trees in full bloom for several years in autumn. Then you can get this [Rufeng Drink]..."
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