With a jar of Tiansake, the aroma of the wine will not dissipate for most of the day. It is rich and not heavy at all.
More than twenty kinds of medicinal materials are mixed with a variety of brewing raw materials. It takes several years, or more than ten years, to produce a fine product. The brewing method that has been passed down for hundreds of years has been perfected by several generations and has become a unique brand.
Traditional techniques, striving for excellence, and the quantity of fine products is very few.
On Tianyun Mountain, there are very few people who collect Tianqing wine. Chang Shisan only has eight jars. These eight jars are the finished product accumulated over eight years.
The previous generation of inheritors knew Xiao Dong, and it was because of this relationship that they were lucky enough to receive the finished product every year.
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Chang Shisan walked to the central hall and looked at the bowls of Tianqing wine, feeling distressed in his heart... Fortunately, most of the people here were brothers from the Tianyun Mountain Sect, otherwise he would have lost all his money.
Many disciples put down the wine in their hands, stood up, knelt down and saluted: "I've met the gang leader!"
Looking at the swaying of each body, it seems that they all drank a lot.
Every time at this time, Lin Xun would always be full of complaints——
Normally when master and disciple meet, Lin Xun calls out "Master" and it is regarded as a greeting. But in this kind of situation, he can't make an exception and has to kneel down together with his brothers.
Chang Shisan: "No need."
Although Zhao Wenqing is very courageous, his courage is divided into different categories. Facing Qiu Yao, a master who trusts him, he seems to be quite at ease. Facing Chang Shisan, he will not be so relaxed.
Chang Shisan has always been cold-blooded and treats his disciples equally, and will not protect him in the slightest just because he is Qiu Yao's direct disciple.
Lin Xun stepped forward: "Master," he originally wanted to report to Chang Shisan: After he secretly "searched" Zhao Wenqing, he found no dagger. Moreover, there was no sign of daggers anywhere in the hall.
Chang Shisan: "Back off first."
Lin Xun: "..."
Zhao Wenqing stood not far away, head lowered and hands clenched.
The dark green shadow approached, and the extremely light footsteps struck Zhao Wenqing's heart - every time, it became more and more boring!
Chang Shisan asked, squinting his eyes: "Brothers, it was yesterday."
Blah blah blah...blah blah blah...
Everyone sat down, and even though they tried their best to move quietly, there was still a lot of noise.
Zhao Wenqing was holding the corner of the table with one hand, his legs were weak, and he was already frozen in place. Chang Shisan was very close to him.
Chang Shisan: "Why don't you sit down?"
Zhao Wenqing was panicking and swallowed carefully to calm down. Then, he slowly sat down and tried hard to hide his inner emotions.
Chang Shisan: "Is Tianqing wine not to everyone's taste?"
Zhuo Xingyang: "No way! I have benefited from the glory of Protector Qiu, so I have to thank you for the reward, leader!"
Everyone responded: "Yes, yes, yes..."
Chang Shisan smelled the clear scent of the sky and looked at the wine glass again: "Brother Wenqing, how come I have never seen you drink this wine?"
"Ding-dang--" Zhao Wenqing was about to pick up the wine glass and drink quickly to prove it. Unexpectedly, his fingers were half an inch away, and the wine glass fell to the ground and rolled aside.
On weekdays, although Zhao Wenqing is not an eye-catching person, he is not so timid and cowardly.
Zhao Wenqing stood up and said: "My subordinate, I drank a lot early today. At this time, I couldn't work up my appetite, so I didn't drink Tianqing."
Chang Shisan: "Oh, really?"
Zhao Wenqing stared at the ground in the distance: "...Yes, the gang leader."
Chang Shisan: "Zhao Wenqing, Lin Xun, come with me. Other brothers, please continue drinking and enjoy yourself."
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You can tell whether someone is innocent or not by observing their words and colors.
The loss of the dagger was 90% the work of Zhao Wenqing, Chang Shisan already knew it.