When the bell heard this, the whole person was stupid, and he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly hugged Bai Yuan fiercely and howled.

She seems to have finally gotten a place to breathe, and finally she doesn't have to force out a brittle and thin shell, and those grievances and fears can be vented at will in front of this person.

Bai Yuan hugged her like that, let her cry tired, and fell asleep, before carrying her back to bed.

It was late at night, and the sound of the rain had finally quieted down.

Bai Yuan, who had been busy for half the night, wanted to fall asleep directly next to the bell, but when he thought that the rabbit cub had changed from a young man to a little girl, he pulled the quilt between the two of them and slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yuan felt in a daze that someone was slapping his face, and soon the sound of the bell came through the water: "Wake up, wake up! If you don't wake up, you'll be burned to death!"

"Why hasn't Lang Zhong come here yet?" This is an anxious female voice, probably Wen Shu.

The person who fell on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and then, as if he felt something incredible, sat up and raised his hand to open it in front of his eyes, and then clenched it again, and so on.

"Won't you be stupid again?" Bell said to Wen Shu, "When I first saw him, he was like this, like that hand with a gold rim, and he almost didn't look at him for half an hour. 」.

Wen Shu couldn't help but be curious, and tentatively touched his hand, but the young man pinched his wrist, and the cold touch was dyed from his fingertips little by little, and he finally opened his mouth in a dumb voice: "Pour tea." 」

Wen Shu was stunned, but the bell reacted first, and hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it into his hand.

The man holding the teacup let go of the warmth, lowered his head and took a sip, and then, in an instant, spit the water in his mouth back into the cup.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" the bell was so nervous that she quickly took the cup.

Bai Fall: "Astringent. 」

"Huh?" Bell tilted her head and tasted it, "No, don't we see the sky drinking this......

Bai Yuan didn't answer her words, but turned his head slightly and turned to Wen Shu lightly, "I'm afraid I don't have much time, take me to the wine shop." 」

Although his tone was gentle, his words were completely commanding, and those eyes, which had always been sparkling, were as empty as a thin snow at this time, making it impossible to see where his gaze had fallen.

Wen Shu cautiously stretched out his hand, wanting to shake it in front of his eyes, but he pinched his wrist accurately again, "I missed it, but I will regret it." 」

The young man's palm was hot, but Wen Shu shivered violently as if he was frightened.

This man is not in vain.

"Afraid of me?" The person on the other side let go of her hand as if sensing something, "You don't have to. His voice barely fluctuated, and his whole body became colder and colder.

Wen Shu was shocked, and the bell was full of disbelief, she opened her mouth several times, but in the end she couldn't make a sound.

It wasn't until the person on the other side gave an impatient "tsk" that she suddenly came back to her senses, supported him with her elbows, and said in an extraordinarily deferential tone: "I'll take you there." 」

The sun had already risen high, and together with last night's heavy rain, it was unbearably wet.

Wen Shu looked at the young man walking in front of him, his back was extremely straight, his left arm was across his waist, his eyes were lowered, even if he was dressed in a short beat, he still couldn't suppress the momentum of dust.

When the three of them entered the door, the guys in the wine shop were still idle, and Li Pingxia was alone with the base wine inside, and the half-person-high wine vat was piled all over the ground.

Bai Fall had to be supported by someone before, but as soon as he entered here, he was extremely comfortable bypassing all obstacles, and directly scooped the wine in the master's hand, "Li Pingxia, you have to take a closer look. 」

There was a proud force in his voice, and before everyone could react, he took the small altar into his arms with his long arms, and then scooped the wine into the air.

The crystal clear wine went down the trend, dingdong gurgling, and the sound of falling into the bottom of the altar was shattered and scattered, like a Zen sound broken, and it was as empty as ever.

The guys in the winery scrambled to see, and the old wine scoop fell on the edge of the jar, and the boy looked like jade

People stand with knots, and the eyes are full of emptiness reflected in the deep sprinkling of paint, which is scorching and scorching.

"Three base wines, one old wine, eight points of clear water, and wide qu. 」

With each recitation, he scooped up the corresponding wine, and the movements of his hands were both steady and accurate, and each time he was not bad. He walked among the vats of wine all over the place, as if the world was under his eyes, and he looked at it calmly, only picking up the points and two points that he could see.

The front is new and the back is old, the sections are combined, and the house is full of strong wine in an instant.

When the last scoop was finished, the jar was full of wine.

The young man turned his head slightly, and his tone was cold: "Li Pingxia, come here." 」

The called man hesitated for a moment, and when he came to him, he sent the jar of wine out with a flat hand, "Taste." 」

The master really didn't understand the situation in front of him, and couldn't help but hesitate to look around, and saw Wen Shen, who didn't know when he appeared among the guys, and after getting the other party's signal, he took a sip of the wine jar, and then, his eyes widened suddenly, his hands were unstable, and the jar almost shattered to the ground.

"Be careful. There was some reproach in the boy's words.

Li Pingxia didn't seem to hear it, "This, this is ......" He was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and his already sunken eye sockets were sunk deeper because of shock at this time.

"No hurry, it's still a little close. The young man tasted half of it with a scoop, "A hundred years of sword gu, what you get is a combination of rigidity and softness, not like those brewed later, only caring about softness. You taste it carefully, the current jar is too spicy, soft enough, sweet but light, after aging, it will inevitably be completely strong, understand?"

He said things clearly and thoroughly in a few words, like a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and he mentioned his subordinates, although Li Pingxia felt abrupt, he still nodded: "Then what can be done?"

The person on the opposite side instructed, "This year's big clear flowers that have not been hooked should be folded into the water according to the ninety-one, and then re-entered the altar to adjust finely. 」

"No," Li Pingxia hesitated, "The degree of Daqinghua is already high, and the water is so small, I'm afraid ......."

"It's small. The young man's extremely light pupils fell on his face, and his voice was not loud, but it sounded like a stern reprimand: "The rivers in the world are all mountains and rivers pouring wine, you are afraid of this and that when you only hold an altar, how can you talk about soul bones with the things brewed?"

In just a few sentences, the atmosphere is majestic.

Li Pingxia's face turned red, people have different realms, so age is never about short capital.

As soon as he understood, he turned around and took the wine as instructed, wanting to divide a glass and mix it carefully, but the young man waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to.

After Li Pingxia handed over the wine, he poured out half a cup from the original jar, and then used the wine to drain the new wine into Weng, and shot very quickly, and stopped when it was full.

The wine was piled up with an arc that arched upwards along the edge of the altar, but not half a drop was spilled.

After mixing, Li Pingxia carefully tasted it, and the overflowing wine flowed down the edge of the altar, but he was so happy that he had forgotten his identity, and shouted: "Boss! Come on, come and taste it, this is the hundred-year-old sword Gu of the ancestors of the Wen family!"

He had been brewing wine for half his life, but at this time, he was so excited that his voice trembled, and soon his eyes turned red: "I think that back then, on the eve of my going to take over as the master, the old boss took me to taste the hundred-year-old sword gu. I know that the wine is expensive, and it has been passed down from my ancestors to the present, and there is still nothing left of it. Someone once wanted to buy it by the drop, but the old owner refused to cut his love, so he refused to taste it alive or dead. 」

"But the old proprietor told me that although it is true that this wine is one sip less, as long as someone who is good at making wine tastes it, sooner or later it will be able to remix it......! Now, now, now, ......"

The more he spoke, the more choked he became, and he was likely to cry with joy while holding the wine jar.

Such a big event, Tai Yongde's owner naturally did not dare to slack off, he hurriedly stepped forward with Wen Shu and tasted it separately.

After a glass of wine, Wen Shen stared at his brows and remained silent, until Wen Shu gave him an imperceptible look of affirmation, and he exclaimed, "...... How is this possible?"

This can be regarded as a solid sitting, the long-lost sword Gu gem was easily transferred out by one of Tai Yongde's buddies!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Fall's side, but the young man didn't seem to hear it, he concocted it neatly, very

And he quickly brought out two more jars.

After putting one of the altars into the bell's arms, the whole person seemed to be empty, and pushed the remaining two altars down in front of the Wen family brothers and sisters.

"Wen Shen, this altar is for you, and with the recipe, it is enough to repay the box of gold you put up in Beijing. 」

"Wen Shu, this altar is the confidence I left for you to walk the world with your hands, and you don't have to be tied by anyone anymore and be fooled by all calculations. 」

When he said these words, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and dustless, majestic as a peak, and they were calm.

Wen Shen finally realized that he was wrong, and asked suspiciously, "Bai Fall?"

"Who is your name?" the young man raised his eyebrows, but before he could reply, he suddenly pressed his eyebrows, and then fainted in full view of everyone.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward and caught the person with all hands and feet, but no one thought about it, and he was dizzy for two days. During this period, he relied on the care of Wen Shu and the bell, and barely fed a few mouthfuls of medicine and a little porridge and water, so that Bai Cheng was finally woken up by hunger.

When he woke up, the whole room was filled with the heavy smell of medicinal soup, a fire was simmering in the small stove on the table, and a gurgling sound came from the casserole.

Wen Shu was holding the fan in a trance, and his eyes were full of worries.

Bai Yuan sat up with his hands and said dryly, "It's fried for a while. Although his voice was hoarse, his eyes shallow with a shallow light, and the coldness around him had long since disappeared.

The girl at the table suddenly came back to her senses, hurriedly threw her fan and ran to the bed, "Are you awake?

"Yes," Bai Yuan didn't have any strength in his body, his hands couldn't hold it, so he simply lay back down, "hungry, thirsty, and tired......" After speaking, he looked like he was waiting for others to serve.

Wen Shu couldn't cry or laugh, she brought a teacup over, "Moisten your throat first, I'll let them get some food." 」

Bai Yuan took it, the tea leaves in the cup were extremely uniform in size, the soup was translucent, and before it reached his mouth, the rich aroma had already diffused. He couldn't help but laugh a little: "Miss Wen is here to take care of her friends, and she has to prepare such good tea?"