Chapter one hundred and seventy-third wine is available
Looking at the water tanks placed in the yard, Lao Li snorted his face, "You just use these water tanks to fill wine? Wouldn't it be too casual?"
"I don't make these wines for sale. As long as they can be filled and effective, what are you doing with those stupid things?" Fang Yun rolled his eyes and said with contempt.
Even if Fang Yun was killed, he would not admit that he had not bought a suitable wine jar and was too lazy to refine a few, so he found a few water tanks in the village that villagers didn't use.
"Okay, I'll leave in advance. When the wine is ready, remember to ask me to taste it." Why didn't Lao Li know Fang Yun's personality? He rolled his eyes and left with his hands behind his back.
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Fang Yun's yard was crowded with people. I heard that the new wine brewed by Fang Yun had been successful. The drunkards who came to taste it came, shouting that Fang Yun quickly took out the wine for everyone to taste it.
Looking at the people who were more excited than the owner of the brewing of this batch of wine, Fang Yun shook his head with amusement, waved his hand to remove the formation, lifted the lid of the first water tank, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine came to his nose. The aroma of wine was very domineering and kept drilling into everyone's noses. Some alcoholics couldn't help but swallowed with a buzz.
"Come on, how do you taste the wine I brew?" Fang Yun picked up a scoop of water on the side and scooped a scoop of wine and poured it into the bowl everyone had prepared automatically.
"How is it?" Fang Yun really has no love for white wine and has no idea how good or bad the wine is, so he simply watches others taste it.
At this moment, seeing everyone holding up the wine bowl in a hurry and drinking it all, but closing their eyes for a long time without saying anything, Fang Yun felt uneasy. Fang Yun had no experience in making wine at all, but just mixed the medicinal materials with the purchased homemade wine according to the recipe. Fang Yun was really unsure of how the wine he made looked like.
"Good wine! Let's give you another bowl of wine!" A tourist who often comes to the village was fortunate to come to Fang Yun's yard today and was invited by everyone to taste the new wine brewed by Fang Yun. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes and screamed strangely.
"Good wine! What a great wine!"
Fang Yun couldn't help rolling his eyes. You thought you were Lu Zhishen and she was still a sprinkling family. But he felt relieved. Although this person's performance was a bit exaggerated, it showed that the wine he brewed was very successful and tasted good.
The man woke everyone who was intoxicated in the wine with a strange cry, and they all excitedly gestured at Fang Yunzhi's thumbs up.
Old Li's eyes were even more excited and his eyes were glowing. He grabbed Fang Yun's hand and begged excitedly, "Fang Yun, stop saying anything. I will exchange this wine with you for special Maotai raw paste, and exchange it for one box with a bottle. Do you think it's okay?"
"I said Mr. Li, are you so that? As for your identity, you have never drunk any wine. If you want to drink it, come to my house anytime and make sure you have enough." It is difficult for a person who has no love for white wine to understand the extremely excited mood of a drunkard when encountering a peerless wine. Fang Yun felt very confused about Lao Li's excitement.
"What do you know, a person who doesn't like drinking? How can the wines I have drunk before be compared with this wine? The so-called good and famous wines I have drunk before are simply boiled water, bland and tasteless. There is no comparison, no comparison." Old Li shook his head and said, snatched the water scoop in Fang Yun's hand, poured himself a bowl, and tasted it with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Is it really that delicious?" With Lao Li's actions, he felt that he was too drunk for a long time. Everyone rushed forward to pour wine for themselves. Fang Yun couldn't help swallowing. But thinking about it, there were so many fine wines in the world, and they could be seen by his cheap masters and one of the few types of wines recorded in the secret book, how could it be bad?
Fang Yun couldn't help but pour half a bowl of wine for himself, and put a bowl of wine on his lips. An extremely strong aroma of wine rushed into Fang Yun's nose and went straight to his brain. Before he could drink Fang Yun, he felt that he was about to get drunk.
He raised his neck and Fang Yun poured the wine into his mouth. It did not have the spicy taste of ordinary white wine, nor the mellow and soft taste of famous brand white wine. It gave people a feeling of coldness. There was a hint of cold air from the whole body, as refreshing as drinking a glass of ice water in June.
It seems not as exaggerated as Lao Li said. Fang Yun felt a little disappointed when he smacked his lips. Although the wine has a unique taste and a strong taste, he didn't feel that he was drinking it after drinking it, and he didn't know if his father would be satisfied.
Suddenly Fang Yun's face changed. He felt refreshed and cool just now, and suddenly felt a heat in his stomach, like a flame ignited inside. As the flame slowly grew, the warm feeling slowly spread along the stomach to the whole body. He suddenly felt like he was soaked in a hot spring, making people feel so lazy that they almost chant.
When I went, Fang Yun finally understood why this wine had a name that made people think about it - the two heavens of ice and fire.
This time Fang Yun brewed two kinds of wines in total, and the first wine gave Fang Yun a big surprise. At this time, Fang Yun turned his attention to the second wine he brewed. I wonder what kind of surprise this wine will bring to him.
Looking at the people who were still tasting the two heavens of ice and fire with intoxication on their faces, Fang Yun smiled proudly, walked to another water tank and lifted the lid of the water tank. To Fang Yun's surprise, this bottle of wine was completely different from the one just now. With Fang Yun's keen sense of smell now, he didn't smell a trace of wine. If it weren't for brewing it himself, Fang Yun would have suspected that the tank would be filled with water.
Has the brewing of this jar of wine failed? Fang Yun didn't bother to let Lao Li and others taste it first, and scooped up half a bowl of wine and poured it into his mouth.
"...Good wine!" Fang Yun roared violently, scaring Lao Li and others who were tasting the wine. An unlucky guy was choking by Fang Yun's roar and coughing violently.
Lie. As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Fang Yun only had this word left in his mind. As soon as the wine fell, he was like a fierce fire burning his whole body, as if even his blood was burning.
In an instant, Fang Yun felt his whole body full of strength and confidence. It seemed that as long as he stretched out his hand, even the sky above his head could easily penetrate. From then on, there would be nothing in this world that could stump him, which made Fang Yun unable to resist the urge to the sky.
"Hurry, let me taste it." Seeing that Fang Yun, who had no love for wine, couldn't help but shout out the wine. Old Li couldn't help it. He stepped over and his lightning-like hand stretched and shrank and fell into his stomach.
"Ah..." Despite the precautions, Old Li's tears in his eyes still scared Fang Yun.
"Good wine, a peerless wine!" Compared to the two worlds of ice and fire, Lao Li obviously loves this kind of strong wine that makes people burn blood more. If Fang Yun hadn't stopped him, Lao Li would have wished to move the entire water tank home.
Fang Yun was very persuading and promised Lao Li that this kind of wine was enough, so Lao Li reluctantly put down the wine bowl. Even so, every time he saw someone scooping away a bowl of wine, Lao Li couldn't help but jump.
Chapter completed!