Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 860
While talking, Master slipped to the square table and brought back a clean teacup with his own hands, and placed it squarely in front of Yanyan.

Yanyan smiled lightly, and poured at least half a cup for the old man with the flagon in hand.

The master picked it up carefully, first moved to his nose and sniffed it, the aroma of the wine rushed into his nostrils, and an intoxicated look immediately appeared on the old man's face.

Yan Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She felt that the old man was a bit exaggerated, he hadn't drunk it in his mouth yet, he just smelled it.

The old man raised his neck, raised the cup in his hand, and poured the wine into his throat...

From the beginning to the end, Yanyan watched quietly as soon as she didn't say much.

The master drank half of the wine in the glass, stood there for a while with straight eyes, then sighed heavily, and lowered his head deeply.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Until hearing the low sobbing sound, Yan Yan raised her eyes and looked at the old man's face in surprise.

The old man stood in the light and shadow shrouded in candles, his thin figure trembling slightly from sobbing, looking quite sad.

Yanyan didn't expect that Chen Zhen, an overbearing and unreasonable master, would be so fierce during the day, and now he would cry in front of her face.

She quickly stood up.

The master cried suddenly, causing Yanyan to panic too.

The old man can't hold alcohol, could he be drunk after only half a cup?
Yanyan hurriedly moved over and put the chair behind the old man, and at the same time slowed down her tone: "Old man, please sit down first, don't cry, if you have something to say, no matter how important it is, you won't cry..."

Yan Yan grows up so big, there are two worlds living in this world of the earth, and it is the first time in his life that he is a crying old man.

The old man sat down on the chair, and his thin shoulders twitched. At this moment, he raised his head slightly, Yan Yan followed the candle to see the old man's face clearly.

The old man's face was covered with tears, and he was really crying sadly.

Yan Yan smacked her lips, a little speechless.

She just wanted to greedy the overbearing old man with wine, but she didn't want to make the old man cry.

At the moment when people were crying, Yan Yan felt that she was being unreasonable all of a sudden, and even felt like a naughty teenager.

I feel a little wronged.

The master sobbed for a while before getting better, and looked at the wine on the table with tears in his eyes: "Girl, don't worry too much. I don't blame the girl. I hate myself when I cry. I hate my age. I'm still worthless... ... woo woo woo..."

As the old man spoke, he burst into tears again.

Yanyan had no choice but to pour a cup of hot tea and hand it to the old man, saying comforting words: "It's just a pot of wine, it doesn't matter, you're always blaming yourself for going too far."

The master took the hot tea and drank half a cup, Fang sighed heavily again: "Oh, I know in my heart that you took out the wine to seduce the old man."

Yan Yan pursed her lips, but she didn't say a word, but she felt more at ease in her heart.

It seems that the old man didn't drink too much, so that's easy.

Otherwise, in the middle of the night, she was a girl's house and got an old man drunk in her room, which is not easy to explain.

The master drank up the remaining half cup of tea, breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "Do you want the old man to take you to find the storyteller, or you want to continue to contact Xiao Chen Zhen. The old man knows everything in his heart, but The old man just can't control the glutton in his stomach."

"To be honest, I have tasted all the wines in the world in my life, and the remaining ones I have never tasted are only two or three out of ten. Even those gods have enjoyed countless wines. Drinking your wine today is really rare. Great wine!"

Yanyan proudly raised her fair and small chin: "That's natural. My family's wine is all self-brewed, and it's a family-passed brewing process. The grains selected for wine making are very strict. How can ordinary wine compare with it! "

The master raised his eyes to look at Yanyan, and said aggrievedly: "Well, the selection of ingredients is really strict, the base of your wine is made of spirit wheat grown in ordinary sects, such precious grain, ordinary wine is no match .”

Yanyan grinned, and quickly praised: "You are indeed an expert, you don't need to introduce yourself, you can taste it yourself!"

The wine that Yanyan gave the old man was the divine wine that was used to save people at the scene of Yingrail City that day, and later spent a lot of money.

At the beginning, there were only one or two acres of spiritual land in Xumijing, and now it has grown into a wheat farm of tens of acres. Except for the rations of the sluts and caravan buddies, Aji taught Aji to make wine for the rest of the Yan Yan.

The first batch of divine wine was produced by Canghua.

At that time, Canghua was curious about Yanyan's advanced brewing technology. Although Canghua was just making ordinary wine, the brewing process had to use some of his own divine power, and the wine contained some of Aoki's healing power.

Although there is only a little bit of divine power, it is absolutely miraculous in recovering the pain of ordinary people.

Later, Canghua's attention was attracted by the mechanical principles of plastic processing designed by Yanyan, and he became interested in physics, so he stopped fiddling with wine making.

But because the business of Shenjiu has been very good, Yanyan is reluctant to close the winemaking workshop, so she hands over the workshop to Aji.

Although Aji was conscientious in his work, without Canghua participating in the brewing process, naturally there would be no green wood power from him to inject into the wine. Yan Yan felt that the healing effect of the divine wine would be greatly reduced.

But no matter what, the wine is brewed with Lingmai. Regardless of the taste or efficacy, it is still much stronger than ordinary wine.

She originally planned to lower the price of wine and still sell it as divine wine.

There are many magical herbs and immortals planted in the spiritual field in Xumi Realm.

Because of the suitable growth environment and fertile soil in Xumi Realm, these fairy grasses are rich in spiritual qi, and they are affected by the green wood power of Cang Hua all day long, so they soon gave birth to plant essences.

Among them, the botanical essences of purple shenzhi and ginseng are more lively than other botanical essences, and they especially like to smell the aroma of wine.

After a long time, it is inevitable that some grass jelly essence will fall from them into the wine.

These fairy herb essences belong to plants and trees, and they are actually easier to be absorbed by mortals than Canghua's divine power, but the effect of curing diseases and saving lives is more significant.

Yanyan was worried about the decline in the efficacy of the divine wine before, and she was suspected of cheating consumers by continuing to sell at high prices, but after selling a few waves of wine that was not mixed with Canghua divine power, the effect of the divine wine returned was even better than before, and repeat customers became more and more more.

Yanyan and Aji were also a little confused for a while, and couldn't figure out the reason.

Later, Deng Wenming, who was still in charge of regular inspections of the fairy grass garden, found that from time to time, the little dolls of Lingzhi fairy ginseng disappeared, and they sneaked away to nowhere.

It wasn't until everyone found a ginseng doll greedily smelling the wine in the wine cellar and was drunk in the wine cellar that they realized that it was because of these plant elves.

Later, Yan Yan simply stopped closing the door of the wine cellar, allowing the plant elves to come in and out at will. The wine in the wine cellar was originally brewed from spirit barley, and then mixed with the essence of these fairy grasses, it still kept the wine cellar. The veritable effect of divine wine.

(End of this chapter)