Although they were full of suspicion, Long Qingkui and Long Ya followed Mo Hai into the wine shop. What made them a little strange was that the coolie people who were drinking didn't pay too much attention to their group when they saw them, as if they
I often see well-dressed people coming to buy drinks.
In the wine shop, there was only a middle-aged man with his wife, and a pair of children who were busy. The middle-aged man’s son, about eighteen or nineteen years old, couldn’t help but be stunned when he saw Long Ya. After all, for such a big man,
Children, it is reasonable to be attracted to a beauty like Long Ya.
As for the middle-aged man's daughter, she is only about ten years old, but she is very efficient at work. She is constantly running errands among the guests, delivering wine and food, and collecting money.
When Long Ya saw the young man looking at her, her thoughts changed and she quickly ran to the young man and stared at the young man with wide eyes. The young man couldn't help but blush and was very shy.
"Miss, are you here to have a drink?"
the young man asked stammeringly.
"I heard that the fine wine you have here is one of the best in Xu Ni Domain. Is it true?"
Long Ya asked.
"Yes, that's Wojiang Yimeng brewed by my grandfather."
said the young man.
"A dream lying on the river?
The name is interesting, is this wine really as good as the legend says?"
Long Ya continued to ask.
"Of course, my grandfather brewed Wojiang Yimeng, which has a history of more than 9,000 years. It is very famous in the Xuni Domain. It's just a pity that it cannot be produced in large quantities. If it can supply a hundred kilograms a day, then
The reputation of Wojiang Yimeng will definitely be even greater."
said the young man.
"Oh, how much do you, Wojiang Yimeng, supply in a day?"
"A small pot, only two taels."
"That much?"
Long Ya was stunned, this was too little.
"It's a lot. There are many good wines in the world, but the daily output is less than this."
"That's true, but those wines are produced in small quantities because the raw materials are extremely difficult to find and extremely precious. Could it be that the raw materials of your Wojiang Yimeng are also extremely difficult to find and extremely precious?"
"The raw materials are one thing, and more importantly, the brewing process is complicated. Currently, only my grandfather can brew, so the output is low. But two or two lying on the river and one dream are enough to make people drunk and have a sweet dream."
The young man explained patiently.
"Brother, hurry up and get a drink! I get lazy every time I see my beautiful sister."
The young man's sister passed by carrying a basin and rolled her eyes at her brother.
The young man was a little embarrassed, smiled sheepishly at Long Ya, and hurriedly ran to get a drink.
"Guests, what do you need?"
The owner of the wine shop, a middle-aged man, came over after taking down the accounts. Seeing that Mo Hai and the others had extraordinary temperaments, he knew they had some background, but he did not show any compliments. After all, he had seen the world, so he
The attitude towards everyone is the same, whether they are ordinary people or people with backgrounds, they are all treated equally.
"A dream lying on the river!"
Mo Hai said.
"I'm sorry, today's Wojiang Yimeng has been booked."
The middle-aged man said regretfully.
"What about tomorrow?"
Mo Hai asked.
"Sir, if you make an appointment now, you can only make an appointment one year later."
The middle-aged man said.
"A year later?
Isn't this a joke?"
Long Ya couldn't help being shocked.
"Little girl, this is not a joke, this is our rule, and if you have made an appointment with Wojiang Yimeng, you can only come to our wine shop and drink before leaving. You must not take the wine away and drink again."
The middle-aged man smiled.
"It's a wonder that there are such rules. Boss, is your wine really so delicious?
I can pay ten times the price, but can you let me taste it?"
Long Ya asked.
The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.
"Little girl, these are the rules. You can't break them with money."
The middle-aged man smiled.
"Aren't you selling wine just to make as much money as possible?"
Long Ya was a little unhappy. In her opinion, this wine shop was so shabby, so the boss was also short of money.
"Of course you have to make money, but you can't break the rules. Don't say you offer ten times the price, even if it's ten thousand times the price, I can't break the rules."
The middle-aged man said seriously.
"Boss, you are really stubborn. The rules of your small wine shop are not the rules of heaven. There is nothing that cannot be broken. Anyway, they are all rules set by you. It is not you who have the final say. What's the matter?
Destroy but not destroy.”
Long Ya was speechless, she didn't want to go all the way in vain.
The middle-aged man smiled and said nothing, probably because he felt that he could not communicate with a girl like Long Ya. He looked at Mo Hai and said with a smile: "Sir, you don't have to drink Wojiang Yimeng, we still have it here."
There are other drinks, you can drink as much as you want. These drinks are actually not bad. The only difference from Wojiang Yimeng is that they may not give you a sweet dream."
"I made a special trip this time just for a dream of lying on the river, and I won't make do with it. Let's do this. Lend me a pen and paper, and I will write a letter to your father. After he sees it, he will make an exception and invite me to come.
Go wine tasting.”
Mo Hai said.
The middle-aged man was slightly startled and looked at Mo Hai carefully. He was a little surprised when he saw that Mo Hai didn't seem to be joking.
Although the middle-aged man is just the owner of this small wine shop, his cultivation is not weak, and he possesses a treasure and his aura is hidden throughout his body. Even a Mahayana monk like Long Qingkui cannot see through his depth.
Long Qingkui vaguely felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was extraordinary, but when he took a peek, he showed no signs of cultivation. He was just an ordinary person with extraordinary temperament. Only Mo Hai present could see the middle-aged man's cultivation at a glance. Of course
, Mo Hai didn't need to look to know that the family running this wine shop was not ordinary, especially the middle-aged father.
"Sir, do you know my father?"
the middle-aged man asked.
"We have been friends for a long time!"
Mo Hai smiled.
The middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions, but went to get a pen and paper. Mo Hai went to the side and quickly wrote a letter, then folded it and handed it to the middle-aged man.
Not only the middle-aged people, but also Long Qingkui and Long Ya were curious about Mo Hai's letter and wondered what Mo Hai wrote.
"Then please wait a moment, sir."
The middle-aged man did not dare to be careless, so he told Mo Hai, then quickly went out, came to the river, and got on a wooden boat. The wooden boat floated down the turbulent river.
Just at this time, a table of guests finished their drinks and paid their bills and left. Mo Hai sat at the table. Being bored while waiting, Mo Hai ordered some wine and ate while waiting.
It will probably take another hour for the middle-aged man to come back.
Long Qingkui and Long Ya also sat next to Mo Hai. It was obvious that Long Qingkui had mysophobia. She took out a cushion from her storage ring and spread it on the chair. Then she sat down, and Long
Ya, this is not very particular. She sat down next to Mo Hai, stretched her neck and looked at Mo Hai, looking like she was hesitant to speak.
"Do you want to know what I wrote in the letter?"
Mo Hai smiled.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Mo, can you tell me?"
Long Ya nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
…
It rushes down along the river and gradually enters the depths of the mountains and forests. This river is called Tongtian River. It stretches for a hundred thousand miles and has magnificent waves. Moreover, there are mostly deep mountains and old forests along the coast. Ordinary people dare not go down the river at all, not to mention monsters and monsters.
Intrusion, just the undercurrent in the Tongtian River, is enough to kill.
Of course, taking a short distance along the Tongtian River is still very advantageous.
The middle-aged man took a canoe and traveled a hundred miles down the river to a waterfall. The waterfall had a height of 100 meters. The water vapor was steaming and the water was roaring. There were almost no boats coming here.
Seeing that the waterfall is getting closer and closer, the middle-aged man is not anxious at all.
The canoe rushed out and flew in the air, as if it was lifted up by water vapor, crossed the waterfall, and finally landed in the river downstream. On both sides of the river bank downstream, the jungle was deeper, and the huge ancient trees were so strong that they blocked the sky and the sun.
The canoe traveled rapidly for more than ten miles, and was far away from the waterfall. The sound of water could no longer be heard, and the river gradually calmed down.
There is a pier on the river bank. The wooden boat approaches the pier and then berths.
In fact, along the way, the middle-aged people were a little curious about the contents of the letter in their hands, but luckily they held it back and did not open it.
After tying up the canoe, the middle-aged man walked quickly towards the forest along a path. Beside the path, various kinds of bright and beautiful spiritual grasses and flowers were planted.
At the end of the path, there is a wine shop. The aroma of wine is overflowing. Even from a distance, the aroma of wine can make people intoxicated. An old man is dozing off on a recliner. Judging from his rosy complexion, he must have drunk a lot of wine today.
I'm afraid no one knows that this old man who looks inconspicuous is actually a great monk in the Tribulation Realm. In the eyes of the people of Daqian Territory, this old man is just a weird old man with a pretty good cultivation level who likes drinking and making wine.