He was introduced into the wing room. The two female waiters who were waiting for guests in the wing room poured tea for several people one by one, and then presented the menu. As the landlord who treated this time, Luo Yi naturally took the menu, but he handed it to Yi Ming, "Brother Yi, take a look?"

Yi Ming shook his hand, "If you don't look, I haven't come yet, please watch it."

Luo Yi nodded, not being polite, but he was obviously a regular here, so he didn't even look at the menu. "I would like to have four bowls and four dishes to enjoy in the yard, and I would like to have dew and fly flowers, Qingchuan tofu, Sanbiling Sichuan cuisine, flat flower tofu and Qiansi Liantian, and two pots of Feihua wine, and finally a Wuxian soup."

"Okay, wait!" A female waiter responded with a smile, turned around and went out, while another female waiter stepped aside, reducing her presence and not disturbing the few people's words.

"The dishes are all good." Yi Ming said.

"Feng Ya!" said the scholar surnamed Wang shaking his head, "That thousand silks are connected to the sky, which should come from the annual flower blooming of the Fierce Flower Forest. The stamens are flying, from bottom to top, and directly connected to the sky. It seems that the main ingredient of this dish should also be Fierce Flower?"

"That's right." Luo Yi nodded, "Thousands of silks are mainly made of squid flower stamens, paired with parsley and sugar juice. The dishes are fragrant and sweet in the mouth, and the final taste is endless."

At this time, the waiter who had just gone to deliver the menu opened the door and returned, followed by two waiters, one holding four bowls and the other holding four plates. In the tray of the waiter who was heading, there were two red pots of pottery bottles in the tray. The wine smelled faintly, and it was two pots of red flower wine.

"Come on, although the dishes in Feilinyuan are famous in Ji'an City, his most famous one is still the unique Fly Flower Wine." Luo Yi waited for the waiter to arrange the dishes and pour the wine. He raised his glass immediately and made a gesture to everyone, "Please!"

"please!"

Yi Ming raised his glass and drank it all in one go.

Yes, wine is a good wine, neither strong nor rinsed, mellow and thick, with a fragrant aftertaste. Moreover, the trace of spiritual energy mixed with the wine, turning around in the body, relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation, making people feel as if they have reached a fairyland.

Of course, the latter feeling is for ordinary people. Of course, Yi Ming would not feel like he was entering the fairyland, but wine is really good. Just by the aroma of wine, it is already more than all the wine he drank in his previous life.

"Haha, spiritual energy... It turns out that he is another monk hiding among ordinary people. He opens a Feilin Courtyard, study, teaches, brews and cooks. I don't know what he is thinking. Is he really plain or has other intentions?" Yi Ming savored the Feihua wine that was in his throat and thought in his heart.

"How is it?" Luo Yi looked at Yi Ming, full of expectations.

"Good wine." Yi Ming nodded. In terms of taste, this wine list has surpassed the spiritual wine they sold in the Jingtian City monks' restaurant.

Of course, those spiritual wines are also good wines, but after all, spiritual energy accounts for the most part. Although the taste is good, it is really not as good as this pot of Fiera wine.

Yi Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and while savoring the smell of Feihua wine, he carefully sensed the surrounding environment.

"Well, the air is fresh and quiet. Although the spiritual energy is thin, it is already a good place for ordinary people to cultivate themselves."

"Well, there is no silence, no evil spirit, no psychedelic energy, either hidden too deeply or there is really nothing."

"Well, you can't sense the trace of the formation, nor do you have any spiritual energy fluctuations. If it weren't for the spiritual energy contained in the wine, this Feilinyuan wouldn't look like a place where monks stop."

While tasting side dishes, Yi Ming listened to several scholars citing scriptures and talking nonsense.

"Huh? The source of the spiritual energy in this red bead wine seems to be a yellow-level low-grade red bead fruit?" Yi Ming is also a monk who is engaged in alchemy. He has made a popular understanding of the basic spiritual plants in this world. He of course knows the red bead flower as the lowest-level spiritual plants.

"Are you just an ordinary person who just secretly cultivated red bead flowers?"

Yi Ming hesitated again, mainly because he did not find any clues in Feilin Courtyard, "Red Bead Flower is just the lowest-level spiritual plant. If ordinary people are careful, they can certainly cultivate it. According to the concentration of spiritual energy in this Feihua wine, a red bead flower can brew ten thousand pots of Feihua wine."

If a monk really opened a restaurant, he wouldn't need to add spiritual plants to the wine sold to mortals? On the contrary, ordinary people, who do not know the true value of red bead flowers, may use this thing as a secret recipe for making wine.

"Brother Yi, are you right?"

Yi Ming was thinking, and the scholar named Wang, who was sitting opposite him, leaned over and reached out to pat Yi Ming on the shoulder.

Before Yi Ming could react, Luo Yi was sweating coldly. He and Yi Ming were friends and did not dare to be so big. No matter how good Yi Ming had a good temper, he was also a person who refined his energy.

The scholar surnamed Wang started to commit suicide when he was drinking. By the way, you are not familiar with others, so why are you patting your shoulders or pretending to be a senior?

Yi Ming looked up and saw that the scholar surnamed Wang was flushed, and he knew that he had drunk too much.

Fortunately, Yi Ming never cared about people who drank too much, and nodded and said, "Yes!"

The scholar surnamed Wang was overjoyed and turned his head to say to the scholar surnamed Hong, "Look, Brother Yi also thinks that the talent of Miss Qingyuanlou Yixiang is better than that of Miss Tongxin Yuan Ruqin!"

Yi Ming, “…”

The two female waiters, Xia Fei, rolled their eyes secretly to Yi Ming. Unexpectedly, the person who looked quite low-key and silent was actually listening to such romantic news secretly, and there were clear supporters?

"Brother Yi, please forgive me. My two friends are so happy and full of wine, so they are not intentionally offended."

"It's okay." Yi Ming could only shake his head, otherwise how could he care about it and slap them to death?

...

"Where is your boss? Call your boss out?" A loud voice came from the next door, penetrated the wall of the wing, "I have a big business to talk to him!"

"Sorry, our boss is not here."

"Then call out the person who can make trouble in the yard. This is the shopkeeper Wang of Lingyun Building in Jingtian City. He is here to discuss the business of Feihuajiu with your boss! If this matter is done, it will be a big business of tens of thousands of taels of silver a year!"

"Sorry, the blisade wine brewed in the small courtyard is only enough for self-use and not enough for sale." Another elegant voice sounded, and it seemed that the shopkeeper of the blisade was coming quite quickly.

"Haha, I can think of you little quarrels like you." A carefree voice rang, "But it doesn't matter, Lingyunlou can buy your winemaking recipe. If you offer a price, we will never bargain!"

Yi Ming couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to explore. The shopkeeper of Feilinyuan was also an ordinary person, not a monk.

Feeling the aura of several martial arts masters in another room with the shopkeeper of Lingyun Tower, Yi Ming couldn't help but ask Luo Yi, "Have you ever encountered such a thing in Feilinyuan before?"

"I have no idea……"

Luo Yi was a little confused. This kind of thing was not common, and he had never encountered it before.
Chapter completed!