Seeing Zach do this, Chen Feng had no intention of refusing. No matter how much he drinks, he will not have any problems.
"Dry."
The heroic man held a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Seeing this, Chen Feng naturally did not want to be outdone and followed him.
As the spirits were over, Chen Feng didn't have any special feelings at first, but gradually he felt something was wrong.
Those who suck wine wandered among the eight extraordinary meridians, warm and comfortable, feeling like they were floating in the air.
Not only that, a warm current also drew through the meridians. Chen Feng was surprised to find that some cracks on the meridians had recovered a lot, and the meridians had been widened a lot.
This discovery made Chen Feng not know what to say.
After seeing Chen Feng taking a few sips of wine, Zach held the jar and didn't say anything, thinking something was wrong.
He asked carefully: "What's wrong, Chen Xianren, is this wine not to your appetite? If it really doesn't work, we have other wines."
"Did you brew this wine?"
Seeing Chen Feng asking, Zach had no intention of hiding it and nodded: "This is brewed by several clan elders in the village."
"How much more wine is there? Can you sell it to me? Including the recipe for making wine!"
Chen Feng's eyes were full of glare. If he could, he wanted to bring the wine back.
Although I knew that the help of this wine was limited, it was better than nothing.
What's more, after having the prescription, not only him, but also Chen Yu, Liang Yu and others can also broaden their meridians.
Chen Feng thought to himself, and saw that Zach didn't say anything, he spoke again: "If the prescription is inconvenient, forget it, can you help me brew an extra wine?"
The reason why Zach didn't speak was just a little surprised.
But it’s just some ordinary wine, and they don’t drink it every day, so why does Chen Feng attach so much importance to it?
But no matter what, Chen Feng is the great benefactor of their tribe. They are worried about how to thank Chen Feng. When they are sleepy, they have a pillow. Where can Zach not be excited?
"Isn't it just a prescription? I'll take you to see the clan elder immediately. There's nothing that I can't give."
As he said that, Zach left with Chen Fengfeng.
When he arrived in front of the clan elder, Zach quickly said Chen Feng’s request.
"Wait, I'll get it right away."
As he said that, the old man quickly entered the room. Not long after, he took a piece of worn-out paper.
"This is the recipe for making wine." He said that, and handed the thing to Chen Feng.
Looking at this prescription, Chen Feng was a little confused because there were some ordinary things in it.
"Why does this effect happen?" Chen Feng murmured, without any clue for a moment.
After a long time, he spoke again, "Can I see your brewing process?"
"Of course." The clan elder agreed to Chen Feng's proposal.
“We will start brewing tomorrow.”
Chen Feng, who received the reply, showed a smile on his face, and then left with Fangzi. He wanted to study it carefully.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Chen Feng was screamed.
The sky outside was hazy, and a waning moon hung in the sky.
Zach glanced at Chen Feng and explained carefully: "Every time I make wine, I have to use morning dew to mix a clear spring on the top of the mountain."
As Zach led Chen Feng all the way forward, he could see many tribe members collecting dew with various tools.