"Mayor, don't get me wrong. I'm doing this for your own good. You don't know that this wine is very strong. Last time, I drank just a little bit of wine and got drunk to death."
Song Leizi quickly explained with a smile.
"Then why are you okay??"
Bu Fan glanced at the porcelain bowl on the table. There was probably not even a small teacup in the bowl.
Those who didn’t know better thought he couldn’t afford to drink.
"The old gentleman said that my body is different from ordinary people's. Others will get drunk if they drink, but I will be fine if I drink. I can also keep fit!"
Song Leizi patted his chest and looked like he was very strong.
"Then I want to ask you, why is your body different from ordinary people?" Bu Fan asked calmly.
"It's because, mayor, you taught me martial arts and gave me prescriptions to strengthen my body!" Song Laizi replied without even thinking.
"Then why can you drink it but I can't?" Bu Fan asked again.
"It seems right!" Song Leizi's expression was stunned, as if he had been deceived.
"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and fill it up for me. Who can drink with your little wine?" Bu Fan said angrily.
"Mayor, I just reminded you. If you are really drunk, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Song Laizi quickly filled Bu Fan's porcelain bowl.
"Do not worry!"
Bu Fan waved his hand, picked up the porcelain bowl on the table and took a sniff. The faint aroma of wine lingered on the tip of his nose, and countless names of spiritual herbs suddenly appeared in his mind. The lowest age of these spiritual herbs was no less than a thousand years.
“Really good wine!”
Bu Fan couldn't help but nodded and drank the wine in the porcelain bowl in one gulp.
This scene left Song Laizi stunned.
You know, last time the fool only drank half a cup and slept all night. If the mayor drank so much, wouldn't he be drunk and unconscious?
"Mayor, are you okay?"
Song Leizi stared at Bu Fan carefully and asked in a low voice.
"What can I do? But that old gentleman's wine is really good!"
Bu Fan couldn't help but praise.
Even after he drank this wine, he only felt a surging spiritual energy swimming in his body, nourishing his meridians and everywhere in his flesh and blood.
I think this wine has the effect of increasing your physical fitness.
"It's okay!"
Song Laizi scratched his head and murmured in his mind, does the mayor have the same physique as him?
"It's just that I think this wine still lacks some ingredients. If it is added, the effect may be better!"
Although Bu Fan had never made wine, the wordless elixir book he practiced included not only alchemy but also potions.
As the name suggests, the so-called potion is made of various spiritual herbs into liquids, rather than pills. The purpose is to cleanse the body by external application.
Of course, these potions can also be taken.
Although the potion is still different from wine, it has the same purpose. They are both made from spiritual herbs.
As for the old beggar's wine, although it was good, it still lacked some spiritual herbs in his opinion. If these spiritual herbs were added, the effect of the wine would be increased several times.
"Mayor, can you still make wine?" Song Lezi was a little surprised.
"No!" Bu Fan shook his head.
Song Leizi: "..."
If someone else said this, he would definitely slap him in the face, and then say, "You won't beep."
But if he were the mayor and given a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare.
Plus, he trusts the mayor 100%.
You must know that in today's small town, no one supports Bu Fan more than Song Leizi. As long as anyone dares to say a bad word about Bu Fan, he will bite them.
"Mayor, what do you think is missing from this wine?" Song Leizi asked curiously.
"I told you, you don't know!" Bu Fan didn't bother to say, "If there's still wine, I'll fill it up!"
"okay!"
Song Leizi immediately filled up the wine for Bu Fan. "Mayor, just tell me. Even the old gentleman didn't notice that there was something missing from the wine. The mayor knew it as soon as he drank it, which means the mayor is more powerful than the old gentleman.
!”
"Stop flattering me!"
Bu Fan shook his head.
In fact, the combination of spiritual herbs in this wine is quite good, but this is someone who has some attainments in alchemy, and for a heavenly alchemist like him, it is still a bit inferior.
"I, Song Laizi, seldom praise others. Who in this small town doesn't know how powerful the mayor is!" Song Laizi said with a flattering look on his face.
Bu Fan laughed and shook his head. Without saying anything, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp.
However, drinking wine like the old beggar gave him the idea of making his own wine.
Anyway, there is no shortage of hundreds or thousands of years of spiritual grass in Tianyan space, which is enough for him to toss around.
After that, Song Lezi wanted to ask the old beggar what was missing in his wine, but Bu Fan still didn't tell Song Lezi.
It's not that he doesn't want to tell Song Leizi, it's just that he can't.
Who knows if Song Leizi will tell the old beggar about the missing spiritual herbs in the wine.
Since the old beggar can brew this wine, it means that the old beggar has some attainments in alchemy. As long as he knows what spiritual herbs are missing, he can know whether it is useful after some deduction.
Then his identity was directly exposed.
He's not that stupid.
…
In the following days, Bu Fan was busy with something, which was to enter the Tianyan space to make wine. Although it was only his first time making wine, he was still somewhat confident.
He was a bit confused as to what kind of wine he wanted to brew, whether it was to strengthen his body, maintain his health, or wine that was effective in his cultivation?
However, these are not the key.
The key is that ordinary people can drink it too.
Therefore, the wine cannot be too strong or too strong, and the effect must be good.
These are extremely difficult for any alchemist.
After all, if wine is replaced by elixir, then this elixir can not only be taken by ordinary people, but also has an effect on monks. This is simply impossible.
But who told Bu Fan to have nothing to do?
No, Bu Fan just wanted to make the wine that he always dreamed of.
He is here for the dream!
In the Tianyan space, the little monkey and other disciples were busy gathering spiritual herbs that were thousands of years old for Bu Fan.
In this way, time passed little by little.
Song Lezi’s Family.
The old beggar was drinking wine with Song Lezi in the yard. Although Song Lezi had some resistance to the old beggar's wine, drinking too much would still have its effects.
"How are you thinking about it?"
The old beggar rocked the rocking chair, holding the wine gourd hanging on one side, looking at Song Leizi and smiling.
"What are you considering?"
Song Leizi's face was flushed, his eyes were a little drunk, and he subconsciously asked.
"Be my disciple?"
The old beggar grinned.
"No!" Song Leizi shook his head hurriedly.
The old beggar laughed and shook his head
Others dreamed of joining his sect, but they happened to meet an alien.
And this alien has only one reason, that is, he can't let go of his wife. It's ridiculous to think about it.
Compared with cultivating immortals, a mere mortal woman is nothing.
"Aren't you afraid that if I leave, you won't be able to drink my good wine?"
The old beggar couldn't help but lift the wine gourd and grinned.
"Immortal, please stop tempting me. I won't practice with you, let alone follow you!" Song Laizi stared at the wine gourd, swallowed, but shook his head violently.
"Then you go back, this wine is for my disciples!"
The old beggar waved the wine gourd in front of Song Laizi, then suddenly took it back, leaving Song Laizi dumbfounded.