God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 1443
Gao Zhenyang does not have glass wine glasses here, but there are exquisite white porcelain tea sets, which are the kind of thin-bodied porcelain tea bowls, which are similar in thickness to red wine glasses, but much more transparent.

But it's fine for wine.

The bright red wine slowly trickled down the spoon into the jade-like porcelain bowl, showing a blurred color under the night light.

And the sweet fragrance spread slowly and firmly, filling the small room within a few seconds.

After pouring half a bowl, Xu Jingxing made a gesture of invitation, signaling Gao Zhenyang to have a taste.

Gao Zhenyang took a deep breath, picked up the porcelain bowl, sniffed it, then took a sip, closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, then tilted his neck and swallowed most of the bowl of wine that was slightly astringent just out of the barrel , Continue to close your eyes and savor carefully.

Half a minute later, Gao Zhenyang opened his eyes and stared at Xu Jingxing and said, "This wine is very special, very special." Speaking of which, he glanced at the other people in the room, "It seems that my brother really has something I don't know Otherwise, even if you are extremely skilled, you can't make a good wine of this quality, this wine can be called fairy wine."

Gao Zhenyang's words were very cryptic, probably because Zhu Jinliang, Zhu Yuanyuan, and Zheng Sijin were all ordinary people, so he didn't directly mention the real uniqueness of this wine, but used the words "it can be called fairy wine" to describe it. Tell Xu Jingxing that he has discovered the true value of this wine.

Indeed, the real value of this wine lies in the aura contained in it.

If you just talk about the taste, it is indeed very unique, but this unique taste is also based on the aura, without the effect of aura, this wine is really not worth mentioning.

Of course, for a cultivator of Xu Jingxing's level, the taste is more important. After all, he does not lack the aura in the wine. The aura he can absorb by pouring all the wine into his stomach is not as good as a casual drink. There is a lot of aura in this small piece of six-figure small boutique Republic of China porcelain.

But for Gao Zhenyang, it's different. Although Gao Zhenyang is also a practitioner, he doesn't have the cheats like Xu Jingxing, and his ability to perceive and absorb spiritual energy is much worse. Even the spiritual energy in such a glass of wine can't It's quite valuable, after all, you only need to drink to absorb spiritual energy, such a good thing is very rare for any practitioner.

It's a pity that even if Gao Zhenyang is a relatively strong practitioner, he can't intuitively and accurately sense the existence of spiritual energy like Xu Jingxing. He can only judge through the feeling of his body, and he doesn't even necessarily know the concept of "spiritual energy". Stuff is good for the body.

As a result, Gao Zhenyang's positioning of this barrel of wine was biased.

Before Xu Jingxing could speak, Gao Zhenyang said in a deep voice: "Brother, is this wine sold? I'll exchange my collection with you, three barrels a year."

Xu Jingxing shook his head: "Mr. Gao, let's not talk about whether I have that many, even if I have, it's not worth it for you to exchange such a precious collection. If you really want to exchange it, you can exchange it for dozens of barrels with just one piece. Enough for you to drink for years."

Gao Zhenyang frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It means that this bar has a unique taste for Mr. Gao's level, and nothing else."

"But, this wine, keep in good health," Gao Zhenyang hesitated, and once replaced what he really wanted to say with "health".

"It has a health-preserving effect. Ordinary people drink it every day, and the effect is pretty good, but it doesn't have that obvious effect on you. After all, your body is very strong, right?"

After Gao Zhenyang heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, "I understand what you mean, but I still want to buy more, after all, the taste of this wine is so special that a drunkard like me can only drink it once. It would be better to take my old life."

Xu Jingxing shrugged, "Then, deal?"

"make a deal."

But Xu Jingxing smiled and raised two fingers: "First fulfill the previous bet, hehe, twice."

Gao Zhenyang almost couldn't catch his breath, and pointed to the firewood room angrily: "Go."

"Thank you," Xu Jingxing was overjoyed, and slipped into the woodshed.

It is said to be a firewood house, but it is actually more like a warehouse. Although the conditions are not very good, the basic fire, moisture, insect, ant, and mouse can still be done, otherwise these treasures would have been damaged.

As soon as he entered the firewood room, he took the lead and went straight to the stone lion.

When he came here for the first time, he had come into contact with the true form of the stone lion, but he didn't know that it was the true form at the time, and he was quite frightened.

Now, that's another story.

He opened the Eye of Truth, reached out and gently touched the uneven head of the stone lion.

Then, the real stone lion shrank in the stone sculpture as if he had received some fright, not daring to move, but looked at him with awe and curiosity, obviously he had long forgotten him.

But it's normal. Although this kind of nature bred by nature is full of spirituality, it is not a real animal after all, let alone a real person. Generally speaking, it has no memory, or their memory needs to be cultivated for a long time.

To explain it more accurately, the memory principle of the truth is completely different from that of humans and animals, and it is a more direct exchange of information.

If you want the truth to remember him, you must implant some kind of information about him directly into the truth, so that the truth can "remember" him.

And this process is very complicated, the simplest way is to interact with this truth every day, just like raising jade, so that the two sides can communicate and blend in an invisible level. After a long time, there will be me in you, and you in me. The phase has the memory.

Of course, some truths are quite special, like Cheng Lu and Deng Qingqi are very special, they have a mind similar to that of a human being, and Deng Qingqi is completely personal, so naturally it doesn't need to be so troublesome to remember someone.

So seeing the little lion's reaction, Xu Jingxing was not surprised and continued to release his kindness.

A few seconds later, the lion cub had the courage to approach him like last time, gently rubbed his palm with its cute little head like a real lion, and then stuck out its tongue and licked his palm. The palms regained their original vivacity and agility.

It's no different than having a pet.

He patted the little lion's head, got up and came to another stone statue of door god.

The prototype of this door god is Qin Shubao. Its shape is not much different from the door god stickers posted at the gate during the Chinese New Year, except that the colorful colors and complex patterns are missing. It looks very simple, but the image is still mighty and domineering.

It's just because it's quite old and weathered very badly. The surface of the door god stone carving is a little mottled, and some slightly detailed carving traces have been weathered to the point where they can't be seen clearly, so the appearance is very average.

But no matter how ordinary it is, it also gave birth to its true form, but it is too weak, and its image is very vague and dull. It should be in the process of condensing its physical properties into its original form, just like a cicada shedding its skin.

The newly molted cicadas are not black and white, but translucent light green. They are very weak and cannot even crawl, let alone fly. They have not even spread their wings and are between larvae and adults.

And the true nature of this door god stone carving is roughly in such a state.

Only cicada larvae can complete this growth process in just a few hours.

But the truth needs a very long time to transform, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, maybe even Xu Jingxing.

After looking at two outstanding stone carvings, he turned his attention to the Yanggong plate made of huanghuali.

The physical strength of the Yang Gongpan is stronger than that of the stone lion, but it is a pity that it did not conceive the truth.

But with such a strong physical property, there is no need to say much about the quality of this Yanggong Pan. Maybe it was used by a famous Fengshui master in history.

Among other things, using this Yang Gong pan to see Feng Shui, the effect is really extraordinary.

After all, with such strong physical properties, it is easy to interact with the surrounding environment, which is a manifestation of "spirituality" in the eyes of Feng Shui masters.

Of course, Xu Jingxing didn't need this plate.

But this Yang Gong Pan can not only be used to look at Feng Shui, but also to guard houses. It has such strong physical properties and is very stable.

The last time he came here, he almost chose this Yanggong pan, but at that time he chose Huang Gongwang's "Scenery of Streams and Mountains" for the purpose of arranging the feng shui of the handmade shop.

Now, he can finally get his wish.

Anyway, he has won Gao Zhenyang twice, so he can choose two pieces as trophies, the stone lion counts as one piece, and this Yang Gong pan also counts as one piece.

For the rest, trade it for wine.

In fact, Gao Zhenyang has other good things here. There are quite a few names, calligraphy and paintings alone, and there are not a few of them that are expensive, but the economic value of those things is too high. Ten million, he just took it away for nothing, and he couldn't bear it.

On the contrary, the stone lion and the wooden compass can't be sold for much at Market Hill, so he can take it with peace of mind.

Thinking of this, he picked up the stone lion with one hand, and walked out of the firewood room with the Yanggong pan in the other hand, put it down and cupped his hands at Gao Zhenyang: "Mr. Gao, thank you."

Gao Zhenyang was a little surprised: "Are you sure you want to choose these two?"

"Well, reluctant?"

"It's really a little bit, but although these two are good, they are not the most valuable, nor are they the most valuable. You really don't want to choose again?"

"Just these two things. I have a good relationship with them. I fell in love with them when I came here last time."

"It turns out that I have been thinking about it for a long time," Gao Zhenyang smiled wryly, "These two are the bets just now, and then, what about the money for the wine?"

"Take this barrel as a return gift from me to Mr. Gao. I will say hello when I want to drink it in the future. I will count the money at that time. Hehe, I hope Mr. Gao will not be addicted. Otherwise, those good things in the firewood room will be taken away by me sooner or later Empty," Xu Jingxing teased, because Gao Zhenyang had already drank several bowls of wine in the time he spent in the firewood room, and he didn't find it satisfying to drink from a small porcelain bowl. He brought it out, and just drank a large bowl in one breath.

(End of this chapter)