The pitch-black wine bottle in his hand fell freely with a whoosh, but he did subconsciously lift up his right foot to catch the wine bottle. At this moment, a few breaths later, a woman in the dining room had already smiled, and she was the first to think about it and reacted.

Come over, it's the woman wearing a Confucian shirt with faint blue breasts.

The female gentleman from Linlu Academy covered her mouth and smiled happily, looking at Zhao Rong who was calm and relaxed. Except for Yu Huaijin and Zhu Yourong, several others gradually opened their eyes to react.

But at this time, a certain man in gray with a beard who had been imprisoned in Xia Chongzhai for six thousand years could no longer care about these movements.

Zhao Xifu stared straight at the floor, scanning left and right, as if he was thinking hard. During this period, he licked his dry lips several times and hissed several times...

It was like he couldn't figure out a certain problem no matter how hard he thought about it.

"Good boy, this is your answer!?" Zhao Xifu took a breath and raised his head, staring straight at Zhao Rong:

"'Shopkeeper Zhao is going to pour the wine away'... Hiss, his grandma, should I pour the wine away or break it..."

According to the rules just predetermined, if this sentence is true, then he will pour the wine away, if this sentence is a lie, then he will pour the wine away... At first glance, this is a contradiction.

Zhao Xifu was completely speechless and could not stop himself.

He laughed angrily and couldn't help but curse:

"I'm fucking asking you who is the most beautiful, and you're going to tell me this sentence?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, blinked at him and said:

"The shopkeeper said that things should be done according to the rules, but the rules only stipulated that I should say one sentence, but they did not stipulate that I must say the person's name, nor did they stipulate what words to say..."

Zhao Xifu has a black face.

Zhao Rong smiled, suddenly stretched out his hand, and handed the wine glass to him with a friendly tone: "My uncle just said that after I finished my answer, he would show me the difference between pouring the wine out and spilling the wine, so that I could observe it carefully.

Learn with an open mind.”

The young Confucian scholar had a sincere expression. He swung the wine glass twice in the direction of the shopkeeper and gestured to take it, "Uncle, please. Should you pour it or pour it?"
Chapter completed!