The middle-aged male fairy took out a wine gourd from his arms and poured a big sip, and then casually threw the wine gourd to Yang Meng.

Uh, that's unhygienic, isn't it? What if you get some kind of disease or something?

Thinking of this, Yang Meng didn't hesitate------ and poured a big mouthful!

How many people have the opportunity to drink this thing? What are you paying attention to?

"Huh?" After taking a sip of wine, Yang Meng frowned slightly: "Is it rice wine?"

The middle-aged man saw Yang Meng frowning and asked, "What kind of rice wine?" This is the magic weapon of Yidi's little lady, I just went to steal it, don't look at the little lady's brain is not very useful, but she is a good hand at making wine. Whether it is liquor, moroki, or rice wine, it is a first-class delicacy. ”

Yang Meng pursed his lips after hearing this: "Have you ever drunk liquor?"

"What kind of liquor is that?" the middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this.

Yang Meng is not proud, what happened to the immortals? This is the gap in knowledge, the society has been improving!

The liquor that this man said is actually beer, and the rice wine is rice wine, plus the three kinds of wine made from grapes, which are collectively called the world's three ancient wines. The mash wine is rice wine, and the ancient people only drank these kinds of wine.

Li Bai's famous poem: "Lanling wine tulips, jade bowl with amber light" in the Lanling wine is rice wine, otherwise where does the 'amber light' come from?

Now it is said that the ancients were bold and said, 'drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat', just like Wu Song drank eighteen bowls of 'three bowls but did not serve' and killed a big tiger, which has been talked about to this day.

And what Wu Song drank was actually rice wine.

In ancient times, the alcohol content of rice wine was not as high as it is today, and at that time, rice wine that could reach 10 degrees was considered a high degree of wine!

So when Wu Song's fight against the tiger is brought to this day, to put it bluntly, Wu Song drank eighteen bowls of beer and then went crazy.

As for the liquor that people like to drink now? It was the steaming technique that the Yuan Dynasty learned from the Arabs, and in the Ming Dynasty, the liquor was still drunk by the poor, and it began to be popularized in the Qing Dynasty. Xianfan has been separated for so long, Yang Meng guessed that the immortal must not have drunk liquor.

Looking at the middle-aged man's reaction, he really didn't know what liquor was.

Yang Meng said proudly: "This kind of wine is now called rice wine, which is mostly made of glutinous rice in the south and millet in the north. Oh, you call it 'corn'. I'm not bragging to you, the old man in our village opened a winery, and all we drink in our village is the wine he brews. Not to mention liquor, even the rice wine he brewed himself is much stronger than your rice wine. It's so tasteless to drink, and that's how it is, I'm so disappointed!"

"Boy, don't blow to me!Do you know who Yi Di is?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Meng with wide eyes.

Yang Meng shrugged: "Why don't I know? I worked in the brewery in Old Man Fang when I was a child, Yi Di I don't know that bad thing anymore? Isn't she the god of wine?"

Many people think that the god of wine is Du Kang, because Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" sentence 'How to solve worries only Du Kang' has been passed down to this day. Later generations thought that Du Kang was a personal name, but in fact, 'Du Kang' was the name of a wine in ancient times. The real god of wine is actually Yidi, who was the priestess of Dayu before his death.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said, "You still don't like the wine made by the god of wine?" Okay, I admit that this wine is not the best wine she made, but it tastes good. It's not as bad as you say, is it?"

Yang Mengle said: "What am I lying to you for? I haven't drunk the wine made of corn, have I never drunk the wine made of sweet potatoes? I haven't drunk the wine made of potatoes, have I never drunk the wine made of potatoes?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I haven't heard anything you said. ”

That's for sure, these things were introduced to our country in the Ming Dynasty, later than liquor, it's no wonder that you can drink it.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Yang Meng said so, but he still took a sip of the wine gourd, although he said that the taste was not good, but it was also a fairy wine that always had some special effects, right?

Sure enough, the middle-aged man was aroused by Yang Meng's interest: "Will you make these wines you said?"

Yang Meng nodded: "Of course it will, Lao Fangtou has a good relationship with my family, and I have been helping out at his house since I was a child." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "Then why don't you hurry up and brew it and taste it?"

Yang Meng shook his head desperately: "Please, you need tools to make wine." Besides, where can I steal seeds like corn and sweet potatoes for you?"

"What kind of tools? Isn't it okay to conjure them up?" the middle-aged man asked subconsciously, and suddenly he came back to his senses: "Oh, that's right, you are a mortal, or you came to Dongyue Palace alive, you definitely can't use those spells now." By the way, I'll give you a little hint, no matter who you see here in the future, don't mention that you are a mortal, otherwise your end will be miserable------ I'm not scaring you, no matter what side of the world you are in, the weak are bullied. ”

He said it easily, but Yang Meng was taken aback when he heard it, what kind of person is this? He actually knows all his origins? He said not to let others know that he is a mortal, but he himself knows this!

"I don't know Daoyou's surname?" Yang Meng asked cautiously.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I don't have a surname, I don't have a name, I only have a name." And my name for some reason I can't tell you yet. ”

In ancient times, the 'surname', 'clan', 'name', and 'character' in people's names all had different meanings, and they were four different concepts.

After hearing this, Yang Meng wanted to scold the street, who is this Nima! Still playing mysterious? But don't you say it's right, isn't this a chance to give yourself a chance to climb along the pole?

"Anyway, you can't have a name, right? In that case, I'll call you a big brother!"

The middle-aged male fairy grinned: "You are a little slippery, you don't have to worry about me, I will not harm you, to be precise, I brought you here by staying in the mortal world." ”

"Huh?" Yang Meng looked angry after hearing this: "You brought me here? Do you know or not! I haven't done my filial piety to my parents! I don't want to die! You brought me to this hellish place, what do I eat and drink? Since you brought me here, there must be a way to send me back, right? I want to go back! I don't want to be this damn Dongyue Emperor!"

The middle-aged male fairy shook his head: "Emperor Dongyue, you must be the emperor, there is no room for negotiation." ”

Yang Meng almost burst into tears after hearing this, who would be willing to be this damn Dongyue Emperor!

As a result, the middle-aged man continued: "But I do have a way to send you back!"

"Huh?" Yang Meng froze in place.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent: "No one said that Emperor Dongyue must stay here, isn't it? ”

Yang Meng blinked and grinned, it's good to go back, it's good to go back!

He looked at the middle-aged man with a flattering expression: "Brother, you are my own brother, then you tell me how to go back, okay?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and a set of stone tables and chairs appeared out of thin air on the ground: "What about your ability to yell at me just now? The speed of changing faces is quite fast, is it a dog's face?"

Yang Meng smiled embarrassedly: "Big brother, I was angry just now." ”

The middle-aged man sat down by himself and pointed to another round stool: "Sit down, I haven't spoken to anyone for 10,000 years, since you are here, you can talk to me for a few words." ”

Although Yang Meng was anxious, there was no way, listen to others, he hadn't spoken to anyone for 10,000 years, what is this?

He handed the wine gourd in his hand to the middle-aged male fairy: "Brother, will you take a sip of wine to moisten your throat first?"

The middle-aged male fairy said, "This gourd is for you." ”

"For me?" Yang Meng was stunned.

The middle-aged male fairy nodded and said, "Yidi, this stupid woman, in the era when she was alive, wine was used for medicinal purposes. After she became the god of wine, her brain was still stuck in that era, so the wine in her magic weapon was still mainly for curing diseases, and the wine in it could cure all kinds of diseases! But who had ever heard that immortals still had diseases? Now that immortals are separated from each other, isn't this a chicken rib? I have been trapped for 10,000 years, and I have been expelled from my hometown. Your presence is my means of getting out of trouble, so I have to thank you for everything. There's nothing to give you, and this kind of chicken rib magic weapon is the most suitable for you as a mortal. So I'm going to steal it for you. ”

Yang Meng was stunned for a long time after hearing this: "Are you Illidan?"

'I've been imprisoned for eons and banished from my homeland, and now you dare to trespass into my territory, it's your own death!' ------Isn't this the famous line of Illidan from World of Warcraft?

The middle-aged male fairy was stunned: "What one egg and two eggs?"

Yang Meng shook his head: "You just didn't say anything to me." Big brother, you just said your hometown, where is your hometown?"

The middle-aged male fairy pointed to his feet: "This is my hometown!"

"Huh?" Yang Meng thought for a while after hearing this: "Oh, no wonder you said that you have no surname or name, it turns out that you are a guard here." How did you get stuck?"

The middle-aged male fairy smiled and didn't explain: "Those don't matter, the important thing is that I'm back." ”

Yang Meng hurriedly patted his ass: "Congratulations to big brother!"

The middle-aged male fairy continued: "I originally thought that the gift I gave you was enough to repay my favor, but after listening to your words, it seems that you are not satisfied with this wine, so tell me, what other gift do you want?"

Yang Meng's head shook like a rattle: "Big brother, as long as you can let me go back, that's the best gift, but I don't know how I can go back?"

After hearing this, the middle-aged male fairy directly raised his hand, and a black flame appeared in his hand: "This is the first kind of flame in the Ten Thousand Worlds, called 'Black Domain', as long as you use it to burn you to ashes, you can go back!"

Yang Meng looked horrified after hearing this: "Huh, burned to ashes?"