Portable space

After decades of inactivity, all the medicinal ingredients inside have sunk to the bottom of the jar, and the upper layer is a clear amber wine, which looks very attractive.

"Pour it out and taste it!" Old Man Qian said.

The old village head took three small bowls and was about to pour wine.

Zhang Taiping stopped for a while and said: "If this is real tiger bone wine, 30 years of time will be very strong. If you drink too much, something will happen. Let's use some kind of small cup."

The old village head was reminded by Zhang Taiping and understood what it meant. The so-called full moon is a loss, which is the same as eating ginseng. If a normal person eats a ginseng rashly, it will definitely make up for it, and then he will be hyperactive and nosebleed.There are not only ginseng in this wine, but also other great tonics. After such a long time, all the essence of the medicinal materials must have been incorporated into the wine. The effect is definitely not comparable to that of one or two bottles of human body.In exchange for three small wine cups that are only slightly thicker than a thumb.

After filling the three small cups, old man Qian couldn't wait to pick up a cup and drink it in. The old village chief also looked like him.Zhang Taiping didn't feel any danger from here, so he didn't stop their reckless behavior.

After the two put down their wine glasses, the old village chief asked old man Qian, "Aren't you afraid that it's poisonous, drinking it so fast?"

"Afraid of a bird? What kind of poison can there be in the wine? At most it's spoiled and diarrhea for two days." Old man Qian said nonchalantly, "Aren't you afraid?"

The old village chief said: "As you said, I have lived for most of my life and have never climbed in my life. Is it possible to be intimidated by a glass of wine when I am old?"

Zhang Taiping did not rush in like the two of them, but put the wine cup in front of his mouth and sniffed it lightly, the rich aroma of the wine entered along his nostrils, squinting his eyes to feel this kind of wine that made the pores of his body open. The aroma is nothing short of a treat.

"Good wine!" After admiring, he poured it into his mouth.The wine flowed down the throat slowly without the slightest tingling feeling.This is one of the advantages of old wine, the wine is completely restrained and comfortable to drink, unlike those new wines that always have a throat-piercing pungent taste.

The wine flows into the stomach, and then explodes, and the warm feeling is transmitted from the stomach to every part of the body. This feeling is like eating a popsicle in summer, making people just want to say "cool" .

Zhang Taiping exhaled a long breath and praised again: "Good wine!"

"It's really good wine!" Old man Qian also sighed and said, "After taking a sip, I feel as if my bones are a few years younger."

The old village head also nodded: "It seems that the Taoist priest didn't lie to me back then. This is indeed tiger bone wine, otherwise it wouldn't have such an effect."

Both Zhang Taiping and old man Qian nodded, and sighed the good luck of the old village chief.

Old man Qian wanted to have another drink after drinking one cup, but Zhang Taiping was really worried that his body would not be able to bear this kind of tonic, so he stopped him and said: "It's okay to have a drink every few days, but if you drink it continuously, it will be too much. "

He stopped drinking it now, but the old man Qian was still thinking about the wine, so he salivated and begged the old village chief: "Give me some, what do you think of the price?"

The old village chief shook his head, but he didn't have any thoughts of hiding it. When old man Qian was a little anxious, he turned and went into the room to find two bottles.After pouring out two bottles, he handed one to Old Man Qian and said, "Although the two of us often bicker, we have been friends for decades after all, and we are both elderly. Can you open it the next day, what's the use of asking for so much money?"

Old man Qian put away the expression on his face, feeling a little touched, took the bottle from the old village chief, but didn't say anything.

The old village head filled another big bottle and said, "You can take this back, I don't know if the old man can still drink this kind of wine."

"It's okay to drink less." Zhang Taiping was not too polite.This kind of wine is absolutely undrinkable if it is placed on other nearly hundred-year-old people, but it is another way to say it on the old man whose beard has changed from pale to half black and half white.

At this time, the old aunt came back from the door, walked into the room, sniffed her nose and said, "What kind of wine is this? It smells so good?"

The old village head said: "The jar of wine that was buried under the tree in the backyard when I was young has not been broken just now, why don't you try some of it."

"It smells delicious, try a little." The old aunt said, "Just a little bit, not too much."

The old village head said with a smile: "If you want to drink more of this wine, you don't dare to drink too much for you."

The yang energy of tiger bone wine is too strong, it is only suitable for men to drink, and there is not much benefit for women if they drink it.

"Well, it's delicious!" The old aunt tasted it and said.

"Just don't get drunk later," said the old village chief.

On the way back, Zhang Taiping felt a little worried in his heart. This kind of wine is not only a tonic, but also has a strong aphrodisiac ingredient in it. Although he only drank a small cup, his body became very excited. In fact, Cai Yazhi is pregnant and can't do anything excessive, it's really hard tonight!

After arriving at home, Zhang Taiping took the wine into the back room.

The old man was composing medical skills behind the desk, not because he wanted to learn from books, but because he didn't want his own abilities to be ruined behind him.

Zhang Taiping put the bottle on the table and said, "Grandpa, let's see what this is."

The old man took off the cork, sniffed it under his nose and said, "Tiger bone wine?"

Zhang Taiping was slightly surprised: "Grandpa has drunk it before?"

The old man put on the cork again, nodded and said: "I met a layman in the mountain more than ten years ago, and he had tiger bone wine there. I used this to entertain every time I went there. It's a pity that four years ago he It's already feathered."

At the old man's age, he no longer has that special feeling when talking about life and death. Besides, what the old man said is "emergence" rather than illness and death.The so-called feathering is a natural death without disease or disaster, and it is the limit of a person under the natural operation. If a person can wait until the limit comes and naturally sit down, there is nothing to be sad about.

The old man said: "I smell the same wine as that layman's tiger bone wine. Where did you get it?"

"This is treasured by the old village head." Zhang Taiping said, "The old village head said that when he was young, he helped a Taoist priest in the mountains. Dig it out. Let me bring you some."

"I am interested." The old man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "But this kind of wine is not suitable for me to drink now, you should stay and drink it. But you can't drink too much at one time, drink less and then do a few sets of punches , which is of great benefit to the body.”

In fact, the old man can still bear this kind of wine with his current body, but Zhang Taiping can think of the reason why the old man doesn't accept it, because this kind of wine has some side effects, just like what he feels now, he needs to worry about drinking tonight. How to vent this excess energy.

He nodded and put the bottle away.

The old man paused and said: "The layman told me before his death that there were three jars of tiger bone wine buried under the plum tree in front of the hut where he lived, and asked me to dig them out. But after he passed away, I never went there again. , if you are interested, go dig it out yourself."

With the same eyes, Zhang Taiping asked where he was in the mountain.He guessed that the layman mentioned by the old man and the Taoist priest mentioned by the old village chief were the same person, so the preserved tiger bone wine must have at least 30 years of age, which is a real vintage wine.If it is put up for auction, a jar can sell for hundreds of thousands or even millions.Naturally, he would not take it out and sell it. Such a good thing could not be bought even if he had money, so he could only keep it for himself or share some with his friends.

The old man told him the approximate location, and then said: "When you are free, read the medical books. I don't ask you for your superb medical skills. Just wait until I go and don't let these things be ruined in the future." He pointed to the written medical books that had been piled aside on the table.

Zhang Taiping nodded and agreed.