小蔡拎着两瓶红茅液向酒店飞奔而去,脚下像是踩着一对风火轮。就快到时,小蔡踩中了一块西瓜皮,重重地摔了一跤,手里的红茅液划出了一道优美的弧线,落到地面上。来不及喊痛,小蔡赶紧去拾酒,可有一瓶的瓶颈裂了,美酒飘香,汩汩外淌,引得路人伸长了脖颈。咋办?这可是镇里宴请贵宾的,怎么赔得起!小蔡傻了眼,他感觉脑子里住着一群蜜蜂,嘤嘤嗡嗡的,飞个不停。这酒,贵么?小蔡跑向专卖店,上气不接下气地问。你才识货哩!这可是红茅液中的极品,零卖500多!老板娘瞟了一眼小蔡手里的盒子,脱口而出。 Xiao Cai carrying two bottles of red Mao ran away to the hotel, at the foot like stepping on a pair of hot wheels. As we arrived, Xiao Cai stamped on a piece of watermelon skin, heavily fell, the red makings in his hand set out a beautiful arc, fell to the ground. Too late to shout, Xiao Cai quickly pick up the wine, there may be a bottle of the neck cracked, fragrant wine, wandering outside, attracted passers-by to stretch the neck. This is the town banquet VIP, how can afford it! Xiao Cai silly eyes, he felt a group of bees in his head, buzzing, flying non-stop. This wine, expensive? Xiao Cai ran to the store, out of breath to ask. You know the goods miles! This is the best red mash of liquid, more than 500 retail! The boss gazed at the box in the hands of Xiao Cai, blurted out.