Confident, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
The innkeeper looked at Yin Zhengyue and even forgot to pay the bill. He was also a person who liked wine tasting, but he had never smelled such fragrant wine.
Everyone in the inn looked at Yin Zhengyue's hand.
Colorful Jingmang's head lay in Yin Zhengyue's arms, feeling dizzy.
This set a precedent. This colorful crystal mang who only ate crystal stones also drank alcohol.
And she didn't just drink a little bit. Yin Zhengyue originally prepared four such small wine bottles, but Colorful Jingmang secretly drank two of them.
"What are you brewing? Why does it smell different to me? It's like wine with a different aroma..." The old man Huo had already forgotten that he and Yin Zhengyue were bickering before.
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At this time, the first one came over and stared at the wine bottle in Yin Zhengyue's right hand.
The right hand is red wine, which was originally not brewed so quickly. Yin Zhengyue used Xuanling Qi to brew it.
Although it tastes delicious, Yin Zhengyue herself is still a little dissatisfied.
This wine already needs time to settle before it can be brewed into a better wine.
However, for these four old men, it's okay.
Yin Zhengyue sat down, put the two small wine bottles on the table, asked the waiter to bring eight new small wine glasses, and then shook the wine in the wine bottle, and the bright red wine like blood gurgled out.
He stayed and attracted the attention of the entire inn guests.
"It tastes so mellow, but I've never seen wine with this color before?"
The shopkeeper was talking to himself.
"Little girl, are you sure you can drink this?" Old Man Huo glanced sideways at Yin Zhengyue and asked.
Yin Zhengyue secretly rolled her eyes and chuckled: "Grandpa Huo, you can choose not to drink."
"No!!!" Old Man Huo immediately grimaced, took the wine glass from Yin Zhengyue's hand and drank it in one gulp.
Yin Zhengyue shook her head, "This wine is not meant for you to drink. You have to taste it slowly."
As soon as she finished speaking, Old Man Huo's eyes suddenly widened.
"What kind of wine is this? It's okay!" She said this, but Old Man Huo snatched the wine bottle from her hand and poured wine for himself.
Old Man Shui and Old Man Mu were a little dissatisfied, "Where's ours?!"
"Isn't there another pot?!"
Yin Zhengyue protected the pot and said, "These two pots are not the same."
After saying that, she started to pour white wine for the three old men. There was no difference in color, but the taste was simply...
Old Man Huo's eyes widened and he quickly brought the wine glass over.
After the four of them tasted both wines, none of them recovered from the delicious taste.
The eyes of other people in the inn were wide-eyed.
Staring straight at the wine bottle in Yin Zhengyue's hand.
"Okay, okay!!!" Old Man Shui said three good words in a row.
This was the first time Yin Zhengyue saw him showing such an expression.
Although Old Man Mu and Old Man Tu had expressionless faces, at this moment, their eyes were like those of wolves, completely different from the two old men before.
They were all fascinated by Yin Zhengyue's wine.
Of course, the essence of five thousand years of China, the art of brewing wine, is absolutely amazing!!!
Old Man Huo was even worse. If Old Man Shui and the other three old men hadn't been there, they would have pounced on Yin Zheng Yue.