Xu Feng thought of the secret realm of Qingfeng Town controlled by Wei Hong, the principal of No. 1 Middle School. The Qingfeng Jade Liquid inside was a spiritual wine with excellent taste, and it could also enhance spiritual attributes. It was no exaggeration to say that it was worth thousands of gold.
Could it be said that there is also a spiritual wine similar to Qingfeng Yuye in this apostolic trading market?
Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and quickly followed Zhao Ruhai towards the place where the spiritual wine was sold.
The two walked to a tent at the innermost part of the trading market. In front of this tent were dozens of large and small porcelain jars. A rich and refreshing aroma of wine spread from these porcelain jars.
"It looks like the wine is hand-brewed by himself. Could it be that the stall owner in front of him is a winemaker?" Xu Feng thought to himself.
Brewing is also a life occupation, just like blacksmithing, but there are very few people who know it. If you want to become a brewer, it is best to have a legacy in the real world. Otherwise, it will be difficult to become the top existence in this industry.
"Haha, Lao Cui, you finally showed up again!" Zhao Ruhai laughed and greeted him before he even got close.
Xu Feng discovered that the masks and robes of people who often came to this underground trading market were simply decorations. Zhao Ruhai knew at least 80% of the stallholders in this underground trading market, and almost everyone in the entire underground trading market also knew them.
Meet Zhao Ruhai.
"Can you please stop calling my name!" The stall owner, wearing a black robe and a chimpanzee mask, said helplessly.
"What are you afraid of? Who in the entire market doesn't know you, Jiuxian Cui..." Zhao Ruhai finally did not call out the full name of the stall owner, and started sniffing at each wine jar while laughing.
"This is Baihua Nong. The taste is very pure, but it is a wine for women. It is too soft!" Zhao Ruhai smelled each one, as if smelling the aroma of these wines was also a kind of enjoyment.
"This is monkey wine! Lao Cui, you're cutting corners a bit here. It's missing some fruity flavors. Without the spirit fruit, monkey wine can still be called monkey wine!" Zhao Ruhai sniffed at a jar of wine.
He stood up, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction.
"You also said it's spiritual fruit. Do you think spiritual fruit is so easy to get?" The stall owner snorted coldly: "Besides, if all the spiritual fruits are available, it won't be called monkey wine, it will be called monkey wine."
King wine! I will sell at least this amount for a jar!"
As he said that, the stall owner stretched out his hand and turned it back and forth twice.
"Okay, okay, you are not short of money, so you won't run out to sell wine..." Zhao Ruhai pointed to the two jars of spiritual wine and said: "Two jars of Shachang Zui and Qin Yuanchun each, and one of this Baihua Brewing."
Tan, I will give it away later!"
The manner in which Zhao Ruhai bought the spirit wine was even more grand than when he bought the ores. He opened his mouth and opened several jars. Although the stall owner's face was obscured by a mask, Xu Feng could also feel the other party's joy and excitement.
"There are ten altars in total. I'll give you a 10% discount. You can give me 450,000!" the stall owner said while rubbing his hands.
"You only get a 10% discount after buying so much, Lao Cui, you are not kind!" Zhao Ruhai took out a bank card and handed it over, muttering.
"Just be content, that is, you are a regular customer, so we give you a discount. No matter how much others buy, they can't even expect a penny discount!" the stall owner said, rolling his eyes.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a bite!" Zhao Ruhai looked salivating, as if he wanted to open a jar and take a bite immediately.
Fortunately, Zhao Ruhai still had some sense and knew that he had to drive back. In the end, he and Xu Feng just moved all the wine, which weighed ten kilograms each, into the pickup truck.
"By the way, I recently brewed a new kind of wine, which can be regarded as spiritual wine. I'll give you a bottle to try!" The stall owner saw Zhao Ruhai preparing to leave. After pondering for a moment, he waved to stop Zhao Ruhai.
"Wine? What's so good about wine? It's just a drink!" Zhao Ruhai frowned slightly and muttered.
"If you don't want to, just leave quickly!" The stall owner began to chase people away impatiently.
"Yes, yes, there are not many opportunities to pluck a hair out of your iron cock. I don't like wine, but some people do!" Zhao Ruhai said quickly.
The stall owner snorted coldly, turned around and entered the tent, and took out a hand-fired clay pot. The pot was not big, only weighing a pound at most. It also had a handle on it for carrying it.
Seeing the appearance of the clay pot, Zhao Ruhai suddenly showed a look of disgust on his face.
"I said Lao Cui, can't you put some effort into the packaging? Use clay pots for wine? What do you think!" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help complaining: "At least order a batch of high-end glass wine bottles.
Well, if you do this, even if the wine can be served at the state banquet, if you put it in this clay pot, it can only be sold in the village canteen!"
"Okay, I'm giving you free wine and you're talking so much nonsense!" Although he was being masked, Xu Feng could feel that the stall owner was a little confused. He stuffed the pottery pot into Zhao Ruhai's arms and started to rush.
People.
Seeing Zhao Ruhai's nonchalant look, the stall owner couldn't help but remind him: "This is brewed with purple jade grapes. Drinking it for the first time can increase your mental power a little, which is very precious!"
"Did you go to the Death Valley again?" When Zhao Ruhai heard the four words "Purple Jade Grape", his face suddenly changed and he asked quickly.
"Don't worry about it!" the stall owner waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Be careful, that's not a good place. Don't risk your life just to make wine!" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help but advise.
"I know, I know, let's go quickly." The stall owner started to chase people away again.
Zhao Ruhai raised the pottery pot and glanced at the sun. The sun was shining brightly, but under the sun, the pottery pot filled with wine actually had a faint white chill surrounding it.
"Huh?" Xu Feng subconsciously glanced at the clay pots, and his heart suddenly moved. There were no clay pots for sale in the entire underground market, only this stall selling spiritual wine had them. And the clay pot in front of him seemed to be similar to the legend in his previous life.
The pottery pot filled with pure Yangwu clay is somewhat similar.
"Boss, do you still have this wine? I want to buy it!" Xu Feng suddenly smiled and asked the stall owner.
The stall owner did not speak, but looked towards Zhao Ruhai with a questioning look in his eyes.
"A good friend of mine is very good at forging, and he has been discussing forging experiences with me recently!" Zhao Ruhai said.
The stall owner's eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly softened when he looked at Xu Feng.
The stall owner suddenly thought that Xu Feng, like Zhao Ruhai, was a full-time blacksmith, and his attitude became friendly.
"I'm afraid this little friend doesn't know that purple jade grapes grow in a place with extremely heavy Yin energy. Even after brewing into spiritual wine, this Yin energy cannot be completely eliminated. Therefore, you cannot drink too much. You can only have one drink a day.
, but it will be good for your health!" the stall owner explained patiently.
"And this wine is not easy to store. If you buy too much, it will spoil easily!" Zhao Ruhai added next to him: "If you really want to drink it, buy one or two bottles... Just try it in the can. Buying too much is a waste!"