Chapter 20 [Green radish fruit wine is the best in the world]
The stars were shining, the full moon was in the sky, and every house was closed. Zhuangzi, who had just received the rain, gradually calmed down from the unusual noise and excitement.
Cheng Yu judged by his feeling that it should be around nine o'clock in the evening. As a famous "wonderful" bird in the village, he had made up for his sleep during the day, plus he got rid of night blindness, so he felt no sleepiness at this time. p>
Next door, Heitantou stopped making noise as the sun set. Cheng Yu lay quietly in his nest, and no sound around him could escape his keen ears.
There were some tiny rustling sounds nearby. They must have been snakes, insects, rats and ants coming out to look for food at night. The big black earth dog lying on the vigil in the front yard had its ears twitching a few times and whining lazily.
, not even wanting to raise his head and continued to doze off.
In the main room, Zhuangtou's snoring kept coming and going, but his mother-in-law and young son were sleeping soundly and comfortably.
The old woman in the backyard has been lying in bed for a long time, and as always she makes no sound except for a few hums.
Even the bedside conversations between husband and wife who were far apart were heard by him without saying a single word.
Although he didn't want to hear it at all.
It was nothing more than discussing the magical powers of the old god and the mysterious bird fairy, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
The golden salamander is true to its word, and indeed entrusts its dreams to the bankers.
I wonder how he is doing now?
Maybe he has been reincarnated into a home of good deeds...
"Swish..."
The autumn wind blew the leaves gently.
Hmm?
There was still someone awake in the small room where the debris was kept in the backyard, and they were tossing and turning on the bed, with occasional slight sighs.
It’s the girl named Xiang Lian.
When he thought of her, Cheng Yu's stomach began to growl.
He hasn't eaten yet this day.
Just as he was about to fly to the kitchen to try his luck, he suddenly remembered something, so he went back to the nest and twisted around, finally finding a comfortable position, and silently reciting the general outline of water movement.
With a "buzz" sound, the whole body shook, and wisps of spiritual consciousness spread out around.
In the middle of the front yard is a large water tank used by the Zhuangtou family to collect rainwater. At the moment, the semicircular tank cover only covers half of it.
"Wow"
A handful of water rose up from the vat, drew an arc in the air, and entered the kitchen along the crack in the window.
"Squeak!"
Suddenly there was a rattle in the kitchen, and Cheng Yu's consciousness detected that the rattan basket was not hanging under the beam, but was placed casually on the stove.
A fat mouse was holding the rattan basket with its front paws, trying to crawl in to eat, but was frightened by a sudden stream of water and screamed.
The rats from the village head’s family are fatter than those from Gu Er’s family.
The big mouse turned around and was about to slip off the stove. Unexpectedly, he was hit hard by a water bomb on his butt and was knocked off the stove.
Just when the mouse was about to land, a bunch of water splashes suddenly swooped down from the side. In an instant, the water spray spread out flatly into a bowl shape, catching the mouse steadily.
This series of changes all happened in the blink of an eye.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The mouse was obviously not mentally prepared. It was so frightened that it turned around and looked around. At the same time, it rolled back and forth in the "water bowl". Not even a hair on its body was wet.
But no matter how hard it struggled to climb, the water bowl was like a living thing. Whichever way the rat crawled, it deformed and pulled up, always blocking its way, and it couldn't get out of the "water bowl" no matter what.
Immediately after the water bowl was turned and shaken, there was a "pop" sound, and the tough oil paper on the window pane was broken by the mouse, which showed the great force.
Under the bright moonlight, a gray shadow flew out of the kitchen and hit the big black dog sleeping under the porch right on the head.
In just a few breaths, Cheng Yu, who was nestled in a high place, used the three techniques of "leading", "shaping" and "eliminating" in the water technique to play with this cunning giant rat in the palm of his hand. But he dared to swear to God that he didn't mean to hit the black dog with the mouse, he just missed it.
"Ouch! Woohoo!"
The big black dog is used to walking sideways in the village. It has never encountered such an accident. It was sleeping soundly when it was suddenly hit, which frightened it badly. In an instant, it bounced up to the height of a person, and the sound it made was not a serious dog bark.
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When he recovered, he saw that it was a fat rat that had hit him. He raised his front paws and pressed hard on the tail of the rat, while his two front paws pawed back and forth wildly.
"Zhizhizhi...zizi!"
"Woo... woof woof woof!"
Obviously, a dog whose clear dream is disturbed is not someone to be trifled with.
Zhuangtou was woken up in the main room. He lay down behind the door and listened for a while. He realized that it was not a thief but a dog playing with mice, so he rushed out wearing his clothes.
"You're up late at night, why don't you call a bird?"
He kicked the dog on the butt, and the dog whined again, hid in the corner with its tail between its legs, and stared sadly at the rat that had been played to death on the ground.
Zhuangtou's youngest son was also woken up, rubbed his eyes and followed him out to watch the fun.
Zhuangtou put on his clothes and just said to go back to the house to sleep, then went into the house by himself.
The little kid suddenly felt soreness in his lower abdomen. He kicked and kicked all the way to the foot of the wall on the dirt floor outside the kitchen. He yawned, raised his head and closed his eyes, about to drink water.
Cheng Yu felt something was wrong based on the sound and hurriedly turned to look into the courtyard. It turned out to be another naughty child peeing everywhere.
He had no preference for children's urine, and was about to take back the little water technique, but his spiritual consciousness noticed that there was actually a large fine pottery jar sealed with mud buried under the ground where the little boy was standing.
The liquid contained is different from water and is amber in color.
Wine!
It turns out that all the wine brewed in the brewery behind Zhuangtou’s house was buried here.
Unexpectedly, wine is also popular in this world.
No wonder the square bricks in the front yard are not completely covered, and there is still a large area of land left, where feelings are buried for wine.
Cheng Yu was not an alcoholic in his previous life, but his father loved to collect wine. There were wines from various eras in his home, many of which were older than Cheng Yu. But he had never tasted wines from ancient times. If his son tasted them,
It would be a pity if the boy's urine was wasted.
Although the wine vat was buried about half a foot deep in the ground, and a child's urine might not seep into the wine vat, for him who wanted to taste the ancient wine, he couldn't overcome it psychologically.
Seeing the little boy taking off his pants and getting ready to release the water, Cheng Yu smiled bitterly and silently recited the "Yin Zi Jue".
With his spiritual consciousness activated, a line of water suddenly threw out an incredible arc before Kankan was about to hit the ground. It rose high and then climbed over the wall, falling like a shower outside the courtyard.
"Boom"
Suddenly there was a burst of thunder in the distance.
The little boy had his eyes closed the whole time and was completely unaware. After draining the water, he was about to shiver when the sudden thunder frightened him and made him tremble in advance.
When he saw clearly where he was, he woke up completely. He was secretly complaining about why he peed here.
If dad finds out about this, he will be beaten hard.
He hurriedly turned around and saw that his father had gone back to the house to sleep, so he tiptoed back to the main room, quietly closed the door and slept on the kang. Under the darkness of the night, he was completely unaware that the place where he was standing was not wet.
Cheng Yuping calmed down and looked up at the moon.
……
Two crystal oval amber wine drops quietly seeped through the tank wall, passed through the surface, slowly rose, and suspended beside the bird's nest on the eaves.
In view of his current small body, Cheng Yu only took two drops from the jar and tasted them first.
"Hiss...ah! It smells so good!"
This wine smells long and mellow, with a maximum alcohol content of no more than ten degrees. What is especially rare is that it also has a plum aroma, which is completely different from the famous wines I have tasted in my previous life.
Waves of wine aroma surrounded Cheng Yu, like a delicate hand stretching out a little finger and pulling out the wine worm in his stomach with a "pop" sound.
The night is long, the moon is bright in the sky, and the wine is in front of you, why not...
Hehe!
"Chirp."
A drop of it moistens the mouth, leaving a fragrant aroma in the mouth. It feels warm in the belly, and the feeling is already a little high.
Really good wine!
The fruit wine that the head of this village has buried deep inside is indeed a masterpiece. He has tasted red, white, and yellow wines before, but he has never tasted such a long-lasting, natural and mellow wine. After entering the mouth, the aroma of the wine is mixed with a hint of acid.
The sweet fruity aroma lingers in the mouth.
Absolutely...
Absolutely...
Green radish fruit wine is the best in the world!
It is indeed one of the Three Treasures of Qingluo.
I think Emperor Nalongtai probably drank this kind of fruit wine at the Royal Stele Pavilion.
After two drops of wine fell into his stomach, Cheng Yu became very drunk, as if he had returned to his previous life, sitting on the rooftop with his best friends, watching the setting sun, secretly drinking his father's wine.
Unable to resist, I drew two more drops from the tank and suspended them in the air. Under the refraction of the amber wine drops, the round full moon also turned into an oval, and then, it was gradually obscured by dark clouds.
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date...
Under the influence of alcohol, Cheng Yu couldn't help but begin to mourn spring and autumn.
Recalling all the rumors and rumors in Tiantian Village, as well as the tragic experience of the golden salamander, and this little water magic, Cheng Yu suddenly felt that as the only insider of the Dragon King Temple incident, he had to do something.<