Walking into the restaurant, Murong Xue saw five or six dishes on the table at a glance, such as stewed chicken, sweet and sour fish, braised eggplant and so on. The hunger in Xue's abdomen was even stronger, she walked quickly to the table, picked up the chopsticks to eat.
A few chopsticks of white rice accompanied by delicious dishes, Murong Xue's stomach felt much better, seeing Ouyang Shaochen walking over slowly, she said vaguely: "Shaochen, have you had dinner yet? "
"It's already been used." Ouyang Shaochen said.
"Then do you want to eat some more?" Murong Xue asked.
"No." Ouyang Shaochen shook his head, he didn't have the habit of eating late at night, but: "It's okay to have a glass of wine with you."
While talking, Ouyang Shaochen took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured a glass and handed it to Murong Xue, his dark eyes were as deep as deep: "I remember, you like drinking red wine the most."
"Yes." Murong Xue took the wine glass with a smile. Red wine is made from grapes. Ladies drink it, which can beautify, nourish, delay aging and so on. Therefore, among all modern wines, she likes to drink red wine the most.
"I've memorized several methods of brewing red wine, and I'll brew it for you later." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was low and deep, as if he meant something.
Murong Xue didn't know if she was immersed in her own thoughts or something, but she didn't hear it, and looked at Shaochen in surprise: "You make wine yourself? Do you know how to make wine?"
Ouyang Shaochen hummed lightly: "When I was in Qingyan, I brewed a few jars." The wine was brewed when Ouyang Shaochen was fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was buried in the ground for a short time, without being dug out...
"Who did you learn to make wine from?" Murong Xue asked curiously: In Qingyan, anyone who dares to make wine must have learned it.
"My grandfather." Ouyang Shaochen said.
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, Ouyang Shaochen's grandfather is a very famous person in Qingyan Capital, and the winemaking skills Ouyang Shaochen and he learned should not be too bad: "Then I will wait for you to brew red wine." After the wine is brewed, she compares the red wine made by modern winemakers with that of Ouyang Shaochen to see which of them tastes better...
"The red wine I brew will never disappoint you." Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, his eyes flickering.
Murong Xue responded with a smile: "Then I will wait and see."
"Okay." The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled into a slight smile, picked up the newly poured red wine, and raised a glass to Murong Xue: "Cheers."
"Cheers." Murong Xue said with a slight smile, raised the goblet to touch Ouyang Shaochen's, then put it to her lips and took a sip.
On the other hand, Ouyang Shaochen gracefully drank up half a glass of red wine, then picked up the red wine and refilled the glass for himself and Murong Xue...
Murong Xue hastily refused: "I can't drink too much, or I'll get drunk." She has never had a capacity for alcohol. In modern times, she can drink up to three glasses of red wine, but Qingyan Murong Xue, who only drinks one, will be drunk. drunk…
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously: "Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? It doesn't matter if you're drunk."
It's true to say so, but: "It's a little uncomfortable to be drunk." Murong Xue has been drunk several times, and every time she gets drunk, she feels a little uncomfortable...
"Don't worry, I have hangover pills, take it and you won't feel bad." Ouyang Shaochen said softly, refilling the red wine for Murong Xue...