Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

Chapter 237 Spiritual Wine
"Spirit wine?"

Xu Feng thought of the secret realm of Qingfeng Town controlled by Wei Hong, the principal of No. [-] Middle School. The Qingfeng Yuye inside was a kind of spirit wine with excellent taste, and it could also improve spiritual attributes.

Could it be that there is also spirit wine similar to Qingfeng Yuye in this apostle trading market?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help feeling hot, and quickly followed Zhao Ruhai, towards the place where spirit wine was sold.

The two walked to the innermost tent in the trading market. In front of this tent, there were dozens of porcelain pots, large and small. A strong and clear aroma of wine spread from these pots.

"It looks like it should be hand-brewed by myself. Could it be that the stall owner in front of me is a winemaker?" Xu Feng thought to himself.

Brewing is also a life profession, just like forging, but there are very few people who know it. If you want to become a brewer, it is best to have an inheritance in the real world. Otherwise, it will be difficult to become the top existence in this industry.

"Haha, Old Cui, you're finally out again!" Zhao Ruhai greeted with a big laugh before approaching.

Xu Feng found that people who often come to this underground trading market wear masks and gowns as decorations. Zhao Ruhai at least knows more than 80.00% of the stall owners in this underground trading market, and almost everyone in the entire underground trading market also knows Zhao Ruhai.

"Can you stop calling me by my name!" the stall owner in a black robe and a chimpanzee mask said helplessly.

"What are you afraid of? In the whole market, who doesn't know you Cui Xian..." Zhao Ruhai finally didn't call out the full name of the stall owner, and began to sniff the wine jars vigorously while laughing.

"This is Baihuaniang, the taste is very pure, but it's a wine for women, it's too soft!" Zhao Ruhai smelled it one by one, as if smelling the aroma of these wines was also a kind of enjoyment.

"This is monkey wine! Old Cui, you're cutting corners and materials. It's missing several kinds of fruity aromas. Monkey wine without spiritual fruits can still be called monkey wine!" Zhao Ruhai sniffed at a jar of wine. He stood up, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"You also said that it is a spirit fruit, do you think it is so easy to obtain!" The stall owner snorted coldly: "Besides, if there are all the spirit fruits, it is not called monkey wine, it is called monkey liquor." King wine! I will sell at least this amount for a jar!"

As he spoke, the stall owner stretched out a slap and flipped it back and forth twice.

"Okay, okay, you're not short of money, you won't run out to sell wine..." Zhao Ruhai pointed to the two jars of spiritual wine and said, "Sandfield Drunken and Qinyuanchun each come to two jars, and this Baihua Niang also comes to one." Altar, I will give it away when I turn back!"

Zhao Ruhai's posture in buying spirit wine was even bigger than those ores. He opened his mouth for a few jars. Although the face of the stall owner was covered by a mask, Xu Feng could feel the joy and excitement of the other party.

"There are ten altars in total. I'll give you a 45% discount. You can give [-] yuan!" The stall owner rubbed his hands and said.

"You only get a [-]% discount for buying so much, old Cui, you are not kind!" Zhao Ruhai took out a bank card and handed it over, muttering.

"Just be content, that is, you are a regular customer, so I will give you a discount. No matter how much other people buy, they don't even think about getting a penny discount!" The stall owner said with a roll of his eyes.

"Okay, okay, whoever asked me to take your mouthful!" Zhao Ruhai looked salivating, as if he wanted to open a jar and taste it right away.

Fortunately, Zhao Ruhai was still a little rational, and knew that he was going to drive back. In the end, he and Xu Feng moved all these wines, each weighing ten catties, to the pickup truck.

"By the way, I recently brewed a new kind of wine, which can be regarded as spiritual wine. I'll give you a bottle to try!" The stall owner saw that Zhao Ruhai was about to leave, and after pondering for a moment, he beckoned to stop Zhao Ruhai.

"Wine? What's so good about wine, isn't it just a drink!" Zhao Ruhai muttered, frowning slightly.

"Would you like it, if you don't want it, then go!" The stall owner impatiently started to chase people away.

"Yes, yes, you don't have many chances to get the roots out of your iron cock. I don't like wine, but some people like it!" Zhao Ruhai said hastily.

The stall owner snorted coldly, turned around and entered the tent, and took out a hand-fired clay pot. The pot was not big, at most it looked like a catty, and there was a handle on it that could be carried.

Seeing the shape of the clay pot, Zhao Ruhai immediately showed a look of disgust.

"I said, Old Cui, why can't you spend some time on the packaging? The wine is packed in clay pots? What do you think!" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help complaining: "At least order a batch of high-end glass wine bottles Well, if you are like this, even if you put the wine that can be served in the state banquet in this earthenware pot, it can only be sold in small shops in villages and towns!"

"Okay, there's so much nonsense about giving you wine for nothing!" Although he was covered by a mask, Xu Feng could feel that the stall owner's face was a little uneasy. He stuffed the clay pot into Zhao Ruhai's arms and started to rush. people.

Seeing Zhao Ruhai's nonchalant expression, the stall owner couldn't help exhorting: "This is brewed with purple jade grapes. Drinking it for the first time can improve your spiritual power a little, which is very precious!"

"Did you go to Dead Man's Ditch again?" Zhao Ruhai asked hastily when he heard the word "Purple Jade Grape", his complexion changed drastically.

"Don't worry about it!" The stall owner waved his hands nonchalantly.

"Be careful, that's not a good place, don't waste your life there just to make wine!" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help persuading.

"I know, I know, let's go." The stall owner started to chase people away again.

Zhao Ruhai raised the clay pot and glanced at the sun. The sun was shining brightly, but under the sun, there was a faint white chill around the wine pot.

"Huh?" Xu Feng subconsciously glanced at the pottery pot, and suddenly his heart moved. There were no pottery pots in the whole underground market, only this stall owner who sold spirit wine had them, and the pottery pot in front of him seemed to be related to the legend of the previous life. The pottery pots containing pure Yangwu clay are somewhat similar.

"Boss, do you still have this wine? I want to buy it!" Xu Feng asked the stall owner with a sudden smile.

The stall owner didn't speak, but instead looked at Zhao Ruhai with a questioning look in his eyes.

"A good friend of mine is very good at forging, and has been discussing forging experience with me recently!" Zhao Ruhai said.

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards Xu Feng suddenly softened.

The world's life profession apostle Shi's family, the stall owner immediately thought that Xu Feng, like Zhao Ruhai, was a full-time blacksmith, and his attitude became kinder.

"I'm afraid this little friend doesn't know that purple jade grapes grow in places with a lot of yin, and even after brewing spirit wine, this yin can't be completely eliminated, so you can't drink too much, you can only have a drink every day , On the contrary, it will be good for the body!" The stall owner explained patiently.

"Besides, this wine is not easy to store, and if you buy too much, it will easily spoil!" Zhao Ruhai added next to him: "If you really want to drink it, buy a bottle or two... Just try it in a can. Buying too much is also a waste!"

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(End of this chapter)