Lin Huanran also smiled slightly. Although Mr. Yuan had a unique personality, he was upright and generous. Even if he lost to himself, he would not complain at all, "I will remember your words, why don't you continue reading?
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"This time it's either you or the drunk old man. If you two fight it out, there's no need for me to stay." After Master Yuan finished speaking, he said to the crying women, "I will come back and wait for me.
"Hearing these words, countless women went crazy.
"We will wait for you, wait for you forever."
"..." Lin Huanran.
Mr. Yuan left gracefully, but the shock caused by the wine-making event has not disappeared. The six people who tasted the wine have not even thought about it. They kept drinking Lin Huanran's wine, unable to stop, and simply forgot about this.
It was a competition, and the onlookers below couldn't drink or smell it, so they became even more dissatisfied.
"Start quickly."
"Yeah, how long are you going to drink?" Full of naked jealousy, the moon seemed to be drunk at this moment, hiding behind the clouds, even with thousands of bright lights, it seemed a little dark.
Finally, the small jar of wine was divided among six people, and their expressions still showed a hint of unfulfilled interest. It was a pity that this was the only wine in the competition.
Although Lin Huanran had achieved such a shocking effect, he felt a little solemn in his heart. This was just a wine-making event for the Agarwood family, but there were so many amazing and talented people. Wouldn't it be more if there were four major families?
It seemed that he had been led by the arrogance of the Sky-Breaking Sword to underestimate the heroes of the world. The remaining dozen people were no match for Lin Huanran, and were quickly eliminated. Although they were depressed, they had nothing to do. In the end, it was Zui's turn.
The old man's white fruit wine appeared, and the people in the Chenxiang family knew that maybe this was the final competition. If the drunk old man lost, then Lin Huanran would become the winner.
Yun Lang stood in the distance and sighed. He didn't expect the dark horse to have gone so far this time. Thinking that he said that Lin Huanran was a nobody at that time, his old face couldn't help but blush slightly. It seemed that even a small family could brew up a master.
But Cao Qinger was very happy, because Lin Jing's wine was now the most promising to become the number one. She was more and more impressed by Feng Shaoqing, but she could never imagine how depressed this man she admired felt.
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"Huh?" When he opened the drunken old man's wine, the sommelier's originally intoxicated expression was shocked. A hint of ecstasy appeared in his eyes. The aroma of the wine, which was like a head start, made him wake up.
"This, this is simply..." The wine taster was already very incoherent. He even thanked fate for letting him come to the Agarwood family. Otherwise, how could he encounter two peerless wines?
The sommelier's reaction once again attracted everyone's attention. Could there be a better wine? The eyes of the drunk old man and Lin Huanran crossed in the air. Although it was only a short moment, they burst out.
There was a spark.
Cao Qing'er put her hand on her tall chest with a nervous look on her face. For her, Lin Huanran was her last hope. Now the sommelier had carefully started to taste the wine, "Good wine, good wine."
Tears fell from the corners of the sommelier's eyes once again, and Lin Huanran's heart sank. Could it be that this drunk old man really mastered 70% of the heat?
What kind of charm does Zuisheng Brewing Art have? If he really loses, won't he miss out on the second sword? Thinking of the sword, Lin Huanran's eyes became firm. Now the outcome is hard to determine, even if he brews the medicine
I have to win this competition with wine.
Silence, intoxication, and the onlookers once again fell into madness. Why did these six people fall into their own happiness again? What about us? Are we just standing there like this?
Lin Huanran's eyes narrowed slightly. Unlike the pure intoxication of drinking his own wine, these people seemed to have completely fallen into a dream. They seemed to have realized their dreams and became illusory.
"Drunk life?" Lin Huanran sighed secretly. It is true that the ancient wine-making technique has its own uniqueness. Drunken life and dreaming of death. These four words can be said to be the highest state that wine can bring to people, and the two words "Zuisheng" are the drunken old man.
Answers to six tasters.
The feedback of the fine wine on the tip of the tongue and the feeling rolling in the depths of the soul made the six people linger and forget about it. Therefore, it is no wonder that the drunk old man always finished first in any wine-making competition he participated in.
Those who have mastered the ancient brewing techniques can only be suppressed by people from the four major families, but what? Will he really lose? Lin Huanran never believed it, "I thought that there would be two or three kinds of brewing events that I recognized.
Fine wine is already the limit, but I didn’t expect that two top wines would appear. It’s really incredible.” The sommelier was the last one to wake up, and he was trembling with excitement.
"Lin Jing's wine is pure and moving, while the drunken old man's wine forgets life and makes him drunk in dreams. Indeed, the drunken old man's wine is not as good as Lin Jing in handling impurities. This is a flaw, but it is helpless, but when combined with Baiguo, it brings
In terms of taste, it is incredibly better than Lin Jing." said the sommelier.
But what he said did not tell the so-called winner at all. No one knew which wine won. "I admire Lin Jing's wine more because he has done something unprecedented in dealing with impurities that has never been done before or since."
Degree." The taster said his choice.
"I choose the drunken old man's wine. His wine has an endless aftertaste and is unforgettable." Yunfeng said lightly.
"I also chose Old Man Zui's wine. This is the first time I have drunk such an intoxicating wine." said the elder of the Chenxiang family.
Everyone was listening quietly. This was the first time that the six people had different opinions. So to decide the winner, it depended on who had the most votes. But what was shocking in the end was that it was three to three? No one could.
Who can I convince? This result silenced the entire audience and then erupted into even more intense voices.
"Compare again, compete again." This kind of cheering was also the voice of everyone. The old man Zui and Lin Huanran looked at each other again, and they both felt each other's strength. Lin Huanran did not expect that he would meet in the first brewing competition.
It's such a difficult opponent, but if they compete again, it will be to their own advantage.
The people of the Chenxiang family are still discussing. This is almost the only time in many grand gatherings that a decisive battle is needed again. This has to be postponed for more than ten days, but this will be beneficial to the reputation of the Chenxiang family, so
Finally, Yunfeng decided and decided to compete again to decide the outcome.
Of course, the wine taster would not object. He wanted to taste Lin Huanran and Zui Old Man's exquisite wine again. As for the three external tasters, they raised their hands and feet in approval. Who wouldn't want to eat and drink for free?
Woolen cloth?
"Young man, I didn't expect you to be able to remove all the impurities in the wine." At this time, the drunk old man said lightly. He opened the wine he brewed and took a sip.
Many people swallowed their saliva with envy, "Senior's Zuisheng winemaking skills are indeed well-deserved." Hearing Lin Huanran's words, a glint flashed in the eyes of the old man Zui, and he forced the line to transmit the message, "I know you are from Haoyang Kingdom.
Man, I didn’t expect that you actually know the ancient wine-making technique, so what kind of wine-making technique is yours?”
"The eighth kind."
"Hahaha, it is a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but it may not be so if they are arrogant. In the next competition, my old man will win." The drunken old man said.
Lin Huanran smiled slightly, "Then let's wait and see." In fact, he was speechless in his heart. His wine-making skills are really the eighth, but you don't know it, and you think you are arrogant.
Cao Qing'er was extremely nervous. She didn't expect that there would be an overtime at the end of the game. She tightly grabbed Feng Shaoqing's arm. Feng Shaoqing looked ugly, but at least it delayed the time. He could think about it.
What should I do in the future? The Lightning Eagle has been released about Lu Ming's departure. I believe that his father will soon know that the Feng family will have a difficult time in Anran City in the future. Losing Lu Ming means losing the barrier.
Cao Man'er's pretty face is complicated. Can a person from the Haoyang Kingdom really be so good? Thinking of the maniac who was killed with a sword back then, and now he is a god in brewing wine, what kind of man is he? Ripples in his heart floated, and something appeared in Cao Man'er's beautiful eyes.
A hint of autumn.
"The decisive battle is scheduled for tomorrow, but you only have ten days. This time you can choose your own materials for brewing. I hope you can use your full strength. If you have any requirements for brewing, our Agarwood family can meet them. Also, in order to prevent
You two are disturbed, but I hope you can stay in the Chenxiang family." Yunfeng said loudly.
The old man Zui was easy to talk to, but Lin Huanran's face was so new that it attracted too much attention, so for the safety of the two of them, the Chenxiang family came forward to bring them into the family, saving a lot of trouble.
But since he actually chose the materials himself, Lin Huanran knew that he had to use medicinal wine to decide the outcome. This drunk old man might also have his own trump card.
Although it is already late at night, the onlookers are still excited. They can't wait to see the two people start competing immediately.
"Two gentlemen, please." A warrior from the Earth Illusion Nine Stars said respectfully.
Lin Huanran nodded and smiled, the drunk old man raised his head to drink, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he stepped onto the most sacred ladder in Piaoxiang City.
Cao Qinger said, "Brother Feng, we still have hope."
"There's no hope." He cursed in his heart, Feng Shaoqing looked ugly and didn't say anything, while Cao Qinger still offered words of comfort.
In Cao Man'er's eyes, there was only Lin Huanran's back slowly walking up the ladder to the side of the Seven Emotions Seal. Lin Huanran clearly felt the resonance of the Sky-Breaking Sword in her body, and she was even more confused in her heart. This was obviously a sword, could it really be a sword?
Can't make a sword?
"Master Lin seems to be very interested in this knife?" Yunfeng walked over with a smile on his face.
"That's what I did this time." Lin Huanran said seriously.
"Oh? Mr. Lin is going to work hard tomorrow, so he will take you two down to have a good rest. No one is allowed to disturb you," Yunfeng said.
"Yes, Master." Walking on the ladder to heaven, gusts of wind blew, and there were no guardrails on both sides. If one was not strong enough, he would probably fall into the abyss.