"Shepherd!"

The sudden change made the people who were not expected to let out an exclamation, and several Miao family warriors who were guarding the sword and fire pile hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to save Yuan Mu, but at this time, they only moved, where was it too late, not to mention them, even Zhongli, who was in the sword and fire pile, was difficult to help at this moment.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Zhongli kicked forward with his right foot, kicking up the entire sword and fire stake in front of him, and flew out of the air, but he took the first step and fell into the sea of fire that Yuan Mu was about to fall.

If it is an ordinary person, even if there is a wooden pile at the bottom, I am afraid that it will be difficult to change the ending, but Yuan Mu is not an ordinary person, but a great master of the earth, I saw him in mid-air, forcibly twisted his body, stepped on the luck of his feet, and with this piece of stake in the sea of fire, he rose into the air again and landed on the two swords and fire piles behind.

All this, although it is long, but in fact it is only in an instant, and before everyone has recovered from the thrilling changes, Yuan Mu has been out of danger.

Looking at Zhongli, Yuan Mu shook his head and said very simply: "It's really a response to that sentence, heroes are young people, I lost this battle." ”

With that, Yuan Mu flipped over and fell outside the pile.

Seeing this, Zhongli didn't stop staying longer, and stepped up with both feet, and also came out of the sword and fire pile.

"Smack!"

After the two of them got off the pile, there was a crackling sound in the sea of fire, and the remaining few piles collapsed one after another, engulfed in the flames.

"Whew!"

"God, it's finally over. ”

"My heart was about to jump out just now, and I almost didn't scare these two people to death. ”

"There really is such a thing as martial arts in this world, it's amazing, I must learn it. ”

"I don't know what level the martial arts of the anchor and this black-faced uncle are, how many masters like them are in the world?"

"Who knows the address of the anchor, I'll fly to Longhai tomorrow, is there anyone who has formed a group to apprentice, come and report it!"

“......”

Although the thrilling battle has ended, everyone's enthusiasm has not dissipated, especially the audience in the live broadcast room, this battle showed them a dream world, unveiled the veil of illusion and mystery of martial arts, and made them truly understand the existence of "martial arts".

The enthusiasm and excitement caused by this is not something that can be described in a few words, just like ordinary people who are exposed to the Internet for the first time, only feel that everything is so novel, so magical, and exudes an irresistible attraction, which makes people deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room, in addition to the excited nonsense, everyone was frantically inquiring about Zhongli's address, wanting to seize this opportunity for martial arts practice.

Unfortunately, Zhongli is not ready to teach now, and there is no way to respond to everyone's enthusiasm and thirst for the time being.

Putting aside the live broadcast for the time being, Yuan Mu, who got off the swordsman's fire pile, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and said loudly to everyone: "Tonight, it is the hundredth Juneteenth Day, sing and dance, eat and drink to your heart's content, and celebrate the rebirth of our Bameng with our ancestors." ”

"Oh!"

As soon as Yuan Mu's words fell, there was a burst of cheers in the crowd, and the singing music that had just stopped for a short time began to play again, and the young boys and girls full of youthful vitality entered the arena hand in hand, and danced happily around the swords and fire piles that had become bonfires.

Seeing this, Yuan Mu also smiled, turned around and came to Zhongli's side, and said: "The next activity will last until late at night, if you are tired, you can find a place to rest first, of course, I hope you will celebrate with us, I heard that this time the song wine, but you came out on top, do you dare to have a drink with me?"

Faced with such an invitation, Zhongli naturally would not refuse, and said with a smile: "Accompany you to the end!"

"Good!"

Yuan Mu smiled loudly, took Zhongli to the wine table, sat down and said: "You and I have a good drink tonight, and we will go to the ancestral temple together tomorrow morning, rest assured, as long as the Holy Gu remains, it will not be difficult to unravel the Heart Devouring Gu, take my wine!"

Soon, someone sent two jars of wine, Yuan Mu took it, opened the mud seal, sniffed the wine, nodded very satisfied, and said to Zhongli: "When I fled here, the ancestors didn't bring much things, the most valuable thing is that these dozens of altars were supposed to be tributed to Dalitou's high-grade wine, and the ancestors were reluctant to drink it, so they buried it and kept it until now." ”

After that, Yuan Mu poured a bowl for Zhongli first, and said with a smile: "This wine is very precious, according to the rules, only warriors who climb the sword and fire stake are eligible to enjoy it, so in previous years, I only opened one altar, but now counting you, there are only two altars, if you can't bear it later, this will all belong to me!"

"Hah!"

Zhongli smiled, took the wine bowl and looked at it, only to see that the wine in the bowl was a dark red color like blood, and it also shone like amber, which was extremely magical.

Bloody wine

Type: Wine

Grade: Ground Rank (Lower Grade)

Age: Three hundred and fifty-one years!

Introduction: Miaojia Tribute Wine, the best wine, with blood camellia as the main medicine, and then brewed with more than ten kinds of precious materials, is a tribute to the head of the tribute, only the warriors who have made meritorious contributions can be rewarded, after drinking can improve the physique, strengthen the physique, greatly accelerate the progress of the practice of physical martial arts, and also have a certain increase in the effect of true qi.

The information transmitted by the wisdom brain made Zhong Li's eyes light up, and he directly drank this bowl of blood war wine, feeling full of mellow flavor at the same time, he saw a stream of hot water, as the wine fell into the abdomen, it spread to the hundreds of bones around his body in a blink of an eye, but in a moment, his cultivation was improved a little, and the dragon elephant and the horizontal iron cloth shirt benefited a lot.

Seeing this, Yuan Mu smiled again and asked, "How?"

"Good wine!"

Zhongli nodded, held the wine bowl, and said with a smile, "Come again!"

"Hah!"

Yuan Mu didn't care, he poured a bowl for Zhongli again, and then filled it for himself, and said: "Wine is indeed good wine, but unfortunately, the materials for making wine are extinct, I have been trying to find a substitute for so many years, but the results have all ended in failure, and now it is really a jar to drink, and there is one less jar." ”

"Materials?"

Zhongli, who was still thinking about how to mention this matter, saw that Yuan Mu actually took the initiative to mention it at this moment, and immediately laughed, took out a glass bottle filled with red powder from his backpack (storage space), put it in front of Yuan Mu, and said, "Is it it?"

"Why is this thing again?"

"Big brother, how much do you have in your backpack?"

"No, last time in Jiuhua Mountain, you just picked up a little bit of this blood camellia, and you painted it on those two girls before, where did you get this big bottle?"

"Did you take advantage of the opportunity to sow and secretly go back and pull out the blood tea tree, which is a first-class protected plant, aren't you afraid of entering the bureau?"

"Uncle Pull, have you forgotten that when the anchor left Jiuhua Mountain, there was a live broadcast all the way, where was the free time to secretly go back to pull out the tea tree!"

"This ......"

Seeing that Zhongli took out another bottle of blood tea powder, the audience in the live broadcast room spit out one after another, but Yuan Mu didn't care about this, looking at the blood tea powder in the glass bottle, he was a little surprised at first, and then he remembered something, he didn't care about talking to Zhong Li, unscrewed the glass bottle and took out some blood tea powder, and put it directly in his mouth to taste it.

After a while, Yuan Mu's expression changed, he looked up at Zhongli, and there was a trace of excitement in his words that could not be concealed, and said, "Blood Camellia, or Blood Camellia that is more than a hundred years old, where did you find it?"

Zhongli smiled and said, "I can't say much about this, but if you are given enough supply, I wonder if you can make the same wine?"

"Yes!"

Yuan Mu agreed, and said excitedly: "The materials for brewing blood war wine, Ba Meng has planted them, as long as there are enough blood camellias, I can make blood war wine to ......."

"Zhai Lao!"

Before Yuan Mu finished speaking, a person came over and said, "That Chen Cang is here again, and he brought a few people, saying that he wants to see you." ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Mu frowned, and then said coldly: "Tell him that I am entertaining guests, I have no effort to waste time with him, and the scheduled price will not be changed, whether you want to decide with him." ”

"Good!"

The man nodded, turned to leave, Yuan Mu also looked back at Zhongli, and said with a smile: "This blood war wine is of great help to martial arts cultivation, we can cooperate, you are responsible for providing blood camellia, I am responsible for other materials and brewing, the blood war wine brewed is divided into seventy-three, you seven and I three, how about it?"

Hearing this, Zhongli also smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be in business!"

Yuan Mu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "We, the Bameng people, have been making wine for a living for generations, and I am also a halfway monk wine merchant. ”

"Hmm!"

Zhongli groaned, and then asked, "Then the person who wanted to see you just now was a merchant who came to drink?"

"yes!"

Yuan Mu nodded, and said: "He is one of the largest wine merchants in our Bamon, but the price he gives is extremely low, if it weren't for the large amount he wanted, I wouldn't want to do business with him, this time he came and said that he wanted to buy all the medicinal wine of our Bamon, but the price was ......."

"I see!"

Zhongli smiled and asked again, "Mu, how do you sell Bamon's wine?"

"Wine?"

Yuan Mu glanced at Zhongli, and then said with a smile: "If you want, go directly to me and get it, except for this blood war wine, you can drink the rest." ”

"No!"

Zhongli shook his head and said solemnly, "I want to wrap all your Bamon's medicinal wine!"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Yuan Mu was also stunned, and then he came back to his senses, frowning as if thinking about something.

As if seeing the doubts in his heart, Zhongli smiled and said, "As long as the quantity is sufficient, the price will definitely satisfy you."

"Hmm!"

Yuan Mu groaned, and then said to one person beside him, "Take a copy of all the wine." ”

"Yes!"

The man departed, and soon brought back four jars of wine and placed them on the table.

Yuan Mu got up, opened all the three jars of wine, and then introduced it to Zhongli, and said: "This is the medicinal wine that all of our Bameng families can brew, according to the medicinal power, it is divided into one year, ten years, fifty years, and one hundred years, and the prices are: one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one year can produce four batches per year, one batch can have up to three thousand altars, ten years has two batches, one batch has up to three thousand altars, fifty years has a batch, at most a thousand jars, a hundred years of a batch, a maximum of a hundred jars. ”

Although the medicinal power of medicinal wine is defined by the storage period, it does not mean that it really takes so many years of storage to achieve the medicinal power of so many years, and through some special brewing methods, it is also possible to brew medicinal wine with medicinal power for decades.

According to what Yuan Mu said, if the problem of sales is not considered, if Bamon goes all out to produce, he can produce 12,000 jars of medicinal wine for one year, 6,000 jars of medicinal wine for 10 years, 1,000 jars of medicinal wine for 50 years, and 100 jars for 100 years, with a total price of 27.2 million yuan every year.

Of course, this is not considering the sale, pure production data, in fact, Bamon does not produce so much medicinal wine every year, because it can't be sold, why can't it be sold, because there is not enough audience, this medicinal wine is generally drunk by ordinary people, and it is also drunk to strengthen the body, which sounds good, but now what wine does not have a physical fitness effect?

It would be a dream to stand out in the fiercely competitive shopping mall with this, so Bameng's medicinal wine could only be supplied to those who practiced martial arts, such as the Shen family.

In addition, the military is also a way, but it is unlikely to be adopted, because this medicinal wine, the effect of one year is not large, the effect is only to strengthen the body, ten years can really have an immediate effect on martial arts practice, but ten years of medicinal wine costs 1,000 yuan a jar, one or two people are no problem, but if it is thousands of hundreds of people, come to an altar every day, how much is the cost?

Ordinary families, there is no need and can't stand this large-scale use of medicinal wine, a big family like the Shen family and the military have this demand and strength, but this is a bit worth the money, with the time and money to train ordinary people into warriors, it is better to buy a gun directly, which is time-saving and fast, and the improved combat effectiveness is not bad.

The only people who can really use these medicinal wines are the martial artists cultivated within the major families, but the number of these people is simply not enough to form a scale, how can they eat the output of Ba Meng's full production.

Therefore, now Ba Meng brews less than 3,000 jars of medicinal wine every year, except for only using it, only 2,000 jars are sold for export, and the price is relatively favorable, and after deducting raw materials, they can earn a little food and clothing, but that's it, those wine merchants still want to lower the price, so it's no wonder that Yuan Mu gave them a cold face.

After figuring out the joints, Zhongli quickly came up with a plan, and said to Yuan Mu: "According to the price you said, the maximum output production, no matter how much I want, when I go back to Longhai to deal with some things, I will let people sign a contract and pay the first money at the same time, what do you think?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Yuan Mu was stunned at first, and then overjoyed, and said repeatedly: "You really want it?"

Zhongli nodded and said with a smile: "It's all over!"

"Yes, yes!"

Yuan Mu laughed and said: "I, the old man of the village, has always been very incompetent, the wine produced by Bameng can't be sold, the people in the village have worked hard for a year to barely make ends meet, now it's okay, don't worry about it in the future, brother, you are our friend of Bameng, a friend of eternity!"

"You're welcome, it's mutually beneficial!"

Zhong Li smiled, already thinking in his heart, how much is it good for this Miao family's medicinal wine to be sold for another sale, what, how to sell it, does he need to consider this problem?