Chapter 333 Lapi, Tiao can't catch Master's strong man
Lang Fei stepped into the room, glanced at Wuzhenzi on his gums, felt that something was wrong, turned around quickly, and tiptoed out.}[cm我]
"Disciple!"
Not wanting to be afraid of what might happen, the boy took two steps on tiptoes when Wu Zhenzi's voice suddenly came from behind.
In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around, smile sarcastically, and say: "Master..."
Wu Zhenzi just opened his eyes and didn't notice Lang Fei's embarrassment. He thought of the wine he brewed for a moment, and couldn't help but get the wine bug on his head, smashed his tongue, and said, "Where's the wine?"
Na Lang Fei pretended to be stupid and said with a smile: "What kind of wine? Master, if you haven't just sobered up, why do you want to drink again?"
When Wu Zhenzi heard this, he wiped his eyes and said angrily: "You bastard, you took my badge to get materials for wine half a month ago. What have you been doing these days? Could it be that you left the quiet room with your front foot and forgot with your back foot?
Is it done?"
Who would have thought that although this drunkard was very drunk a few days ago, he had a very bad memory. After drinking horse urine for half a month, he still couldn't forget about his brewing.
Lang Fei had never gone to make wine. He thought about it for a long time, and then he opened his eyes and lied, saying: "Oh, Master, don't you. I almost forgot. I have been a bit greedy for game recently, and I almost missed my business. That wine, because I cherish spiritual materials."
Brewing is different from ordinary water and wine, it only needs to be fermented for half a month. Now is the time, so I will go and take a look. I hope the master will wait a few more days and you will get what you want."
Then, the man turned around quickly and walked out.
"Okay... Yun Fang, after the wine is out of the pot, go to the wine shop at the foot of the mountain to find me."
Lang Fei nodded, walked out of the house quickly, walked out of the courtyard, and sat under a pavilion beside the winding path of Ziqing Villa.
How could he know how to make wine? He didn't want to realize that Zhenzi was lazy in everything, but he was so concerned about wine, and took his expedient words seriously. [Thanks for supporting the novel] I thought it would be over if I fooled him with these words,
But seeing how serious Go Mako was, it was difficult to just do it half-heartedly.
Thinking about it again and again in the night, the boy suddenly had a plan in his mind, but he walked back to the Zhuling Villa and asked the deacon. Since the quiet room was still empty, he went back inside and spent half a day practicing some psychedelic techniques.
Powder some spicy Qi-tonifying liquid, some rice wine mixed with water and half a Jiuyang Pill, and stir them together carefully.
Five or seven days later, in the afternoon, while Wu Zhenzi had not returned all night, and probably in the peak of his drunkenness, Lang Fei went down from the mountain gate, came back to Shanxia Town, walked to the door of the restaurant in the middle of the street, and saw that Wu Zhenzi was really drunk.
Sitting in the same place, holding a faded wine glass, sipping the wine with one long tongue and one short tongue. [Full text first published in cm]
Lang Fei approached and said loudly: "Master!"
Wu Zhenzi raised his head and saw him, gave up his seat, and asked hurriedly: "But the wine is done?"
Lang Fei nodded, took out the crystal pot that had been prepared from his Xumi belt, and put it on the table. "Master, look at this, isn't it?"
Wu Zhenzi couldn't stop drooling for a moment, so he reached out to grab it, picked up the bottle cap and smelled it, but he felt a delicate fragrance and an unconcealable spicy smell rushing straight into his mouth and nose.
Wu Zhenzi smelled it for a long time and felt that the smell was a bit strange. He frowned and said, "Let me have a taste." Then he picked up the crystal pot and poured wine into the cup.
"Wait a minute!" Lang Fei grabbed Wuzhenzi's wrist, met his doubtful gaze, and said: "Master, this wine is extraordinary. It must be drunk from a ten thousand-year-old amber cup. One by one, the fragrance will be released, and the wine will be even more fragrant."
The five flavors are refreshing. The second is its beautiful texture, which makes people happy and doubles the pleasure of drinking."
"Huh?" Wuzhenzi froze, looked at Lang Fei, and said, "If you want this fragrant amber, there is it in the sect's warehouse, but I have never prepared it for you now. Maybe I have to go back to the mountain to get it?"
"Master, don't worry, my disciple is naturally well prepared." After that, the boy turned his hand over, and like a magic trick, he caught a yellow-orange amber bottle with no trace of variegation, and slowly pushed it to Wu Zhenzi's eyes.[ ]
"My disciple is still thoughtful!" Wu Zhenzi was overjoyed, grabbed the wine bottle, poured a full glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Master, I think the spiritual materials used to make this wine are all over a hundred years old. The sweet spring that makes this wine is also the jade liquid transformed from plum blossoms, snow and frost that has been stored for five years." Lang Fei is known for his ability to tell lies with his eyes open, and there is no trace of this.
Ci didn't even blink.
Nawu Zhenzi drank a glass of wine, smacked his tongue, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence. "It's fragrant, spicy enough, and it's good-looking, but it's also of high quality, but the strength of this wine is the only one."
, it’s like Huangliang wine mixed with water, it’s sour and tasteless.”
Lang Feixin, isn't it just old yellow rice wine mixed with water... This cheap master's nose is very flexible. He said: "Master, although you feel that this wine is boring when you drink it now, it will be different after a while.
.”
Wu Zhenzi raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "How do you say this?"
Lang Fei chuckled, pointed to the crystal pot on the table and said: "This wine has a name, it's called 'bottom pour'. It's just like the name. If you don't drink the entire pot, you won't be able to taste it.
The most wonderful thing about it.”
When Wu Zhenzi heard this, he was half convinced and half doubtful.
Lang Fei helped him fill a cup without saying a word, only waving to him.
Seeing this, Wu Zhenzi picked up the wine in the cup and drank it all. In this way, Lang Fei poured one cup and he drank another cup. He saw that the heat had subsided a little, and when the sun was almost setting, there was no trace of the wine left in the pot.
At this moment, Wu Zhenzi changed his previous demeanor, lowered his eyebrows and looked down, his cheeks were red. Those old eyes glanced left and right, looking straight at the young girl and daughter-in-law walking outside the store.
Lang Fei lowered his head and chuckled endlessly. After more than an hour, he had just finished drinking the wine in the pot, and the power of the hallucinogenic powder and Jiuyang Pills had begun to dissipate.
"Hehe...hehe..." Wu Zhenzi looked at the scene outside the door and giggled twice, then suddenly burped, stood up unsteadily, moved his body, took two steps, and his feet seemed to be loose.
It's like walking in the clouds, stumbling from side to side, swaying from side to side, and shaking your head and face.
The bad guy Lang Fei watched him stumble and fall countless times, but he stopped laughing, pretended to be worried and came up to him, supported Wuzhenzi, and said: "Master, master... are you okay?"
Wu Zhenzi shook his head for a while, and answered vaguely. "No...it's impossible to imagine, then...that 'bottom pour' taste...the taste is a little worse, this...this wine is...but...but
It’s not covered.”
Lang Fei nodded and said with a smile: "Isn't that true? The disciple only drank half of the pot back then, and he is already like the master."
Just then, he saw Wu Zhenzi exerting force and dragged him out of the store. Lang Fei waved away the waiter who came to help him, casually threw him a piece of gold, supported Wu Zhenzi, and walked out of the store step by step.
The two were walking on the street. Not long after they walked forward, they saw a large alley paved with bluestones at the corner. At the entrance of the alley were two red lacquered beams, with two red lanterns hanging at both ends. In the middle of the beams and on the corners below the lanterns were stickers.
A pair of couplets, but see the first couplet: A pot of spring warm tea, almost all the lovesickness and sorrow, the night wanderer does not return, the lingering wind and rain in Wushan. The second couplet: Several feet of red dust cloth, it is difficult to cut yellow and white love, drunken life and dreams, thinking about the beautiful woman in the flower language. Horizontal comment
:Flowers are red and willows are green.
As I got closer, I saw two enchanting women with semi-tantalized breasts and voluptuous bellies, slightly exposed under their skirts. They were flirting with each other and attracting customers and merchants.
The two of them approached. Wu Zhenzi paused, turned his head, and looked directly at the two girls. Despite Lang Fei's urging, he could not take another half step.
Lang Fei rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "I guess... I think it's because of the medicinal properties of Jiuyang Pills that the semen will come to the brain after walking here."
The two brothel girls suddenly stopped in front of them. The short one in front was burping drunkenly and looking at them blankly with burning eyes. The latter one, in plain clothes and with a yellow face, was full of beauty.
His face was helpless, and he kept smiling bitterly.
The two girls had already learned about their affairs, so their minds were clear, so they looked at each other and smiled, walked towards the two of them, and said with a sweet smile: "Hey, you two masters? Where did this come from?"
Lang Fei only shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not answer. But Wuzhenzi, who he was holding, was like a greedy cat that smelled something fishy, and at the same time, he could hear the two girls' wanton voices, which were like warblers.
He struggled back and forth and said vaguely: "Where did you come from, little girl? I want Uncle Wu Zhen to take a closer look." Then he took a breath of alcohol and tried to raise his head to take a look.
When the two girls heard about it, they solicited even more hard. "Master, you see, there is a laurel moon hanging high in the sky. On this good day, why not sit inside, invite the moon with wine, and have some fun. In addition, the store also has a superior private room. If
When the spirit is tired and tired, it can also be a place to rest.”
One girl finished, and the other girl smiled and arched her willow-leaf eyebrows. Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes revealed a spring color, and she was half shy and half timid. She said in a voice: "Uncle, there are countless sisters in the store. They all have the appearance of a flower shy of the moon, and the appearance of a fish sinking into the sky.
If I am lucky enough to be valued by the uncle and be rewarded as someone who sleeps with me and warms my quilt, wouldn't it be a blessing that I have cultivated in my previous life?"
After the two of them talked, Lang Fei turned his head and glanced to the west. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. These two women were better at lying with their eyes open than he was. The sunset was still warm in the Xishan Col, and half of their faces were still exposed, but what?
The laurel moon is already hanging high.
"Let go..." At this point, Wu Zhenzi didn't stop, and hurriedly shook off Lang Fei. He held the jade arm with his left hand, pinched the soft catkin with his right hand, and half leaned on the body that was unable to take care of himself.
Half leaning on the two women's shoulders, the three of them staggered all the way into the alley.
"Young Master... come too!" When they reached the red-lacquered gate deep in the alley, one of the women turned around and gave Lang Fei, who was still standing at the entrance of the alley, a wink and a smile.
"Why did I come here? I could have left the town over there, but I chose this road. My cheap master took Jiuyang Pills, and he was just about to get depressed. Also, he refined himself and cultivated his skills, and his body became strong.
, these two mortal women are single and timid. When they move, they are like weak willows supporting the wind, and when they are still, they are like bright flowers reflecting on the water. Although they have been on the battlefield for a long time and have experience, the master's physique is no better than that of an ordinary person.
How could the two servants withstand the torture of his big and thick body? They had to follow up personally and find the old bustard turtle slave to give him a few words of care. What a crime! What a crime!"
Lang Fei said "sin" several times, and then he sighed deeply and had no choice but to turn around and follow the footsteps of the three of them, along the bluestone alley and into the Zhuqi Gate.