Chapter 7: Wine and Monks
Chu Bai looked at the shopkeeper and the other two guards playfully.
The faces of the three were not very good-looking, gloomy. But he still put the three copper coins in his pocket and said to Chu Bai: "The guest officer really thank you for your reward!" The tone was yin and yang, and it could be regarded as the kind that I wanted to fight when I listened to it.
Chu Bai was not annoyed, and continued to say: "Haha, I know, as we all know, I have always been a generous person. Although the family is in the middle of the road now, it is still possible to eat some food and feed some bones to the dog. ”
Everyone understood that Chu Bai was humiliating them in a different way. But in the Drunken Immortal Building, they didn't dare to have a seizure, they just recorded the faces of Chu Bai and Mu Mo in their hearts for revenge in the future.
"Little Mozi, let's go! The taste of this dish is really not good, I'll take you to eat better in the future!" Chu Bai still didn't forget to complain when he left.
"Oh, wait for me!" Mu Mo was a little stunned, he just reacted and was about to leave, but he was really surprised by Chu Bai's manipulation.
Mu Mo quickly chased him out, for fear that he would get lost and not find Chu Bai.
At this time, in the private room of the Western White Tiger, a young girl was silently listening to the conversation below.
"The food in the Drunken Immortal Mansion is not delicious? What kind of delicious food has this kind of country man eaten? Ordinary man, I have to reason with him in a while!" The girl was very angry, as if as long as she said that the food in the Drunken Immortal Mansion was not delicious, she would be her father-killing enemy.
At this time, Xiao Er and the two guards were also conspiring.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, are there such a No. 1 son in Hongyuan City?" asked the shopkeeper on the side.
"I haven't seen it, those gentlemen in the city have generally come to the Drunken Immortal Tower. You must know that the Drunken Immortal Building is the property of the Xie family in Shuzhou, and you dare to chew your tongue in the Drunken Immortal Building without fear of being killed?" replied Lao Zhang on the side.
"Hehe, if you want me to say that the two turtles who just came here may have accidentally gotten the money from somewhere, come to the drunken immortal building to be elegant, the wild boar can't eat fine rice bran, and I don't know anything about the dishes in the drunken immortal building are not delicious. Why don't we take advantage of the Xie family's banner to rob these two turtles, and when others ask, they say that we can maintain the reputation of the Xie family and we can make a small profit!"
The three of them looked at each other and laughed obscenely, which can be regarded as a consensus.
At this time, Chu Bai was taking Mu Mo to walk around Hongyuan City, although Hongyuan City is not big and located on the border, although the sparrow is small, there are still all the things that should be there.
Chu Bai took Mu Mo to play around, burying the hatred of the country and family in his heart, just wanting to take advantage of the time to accompany Mu Mo to take a good rest.
At this time, a strong aroma penetrated Chu Bai's nostrils, and Chu Baijing accompanied Mu Mo along the way, not paying attention to the road. Suddenly, he was confused, that aroma was very familiar to Chu Bai, but this was obviously the freshly opened fragrance of the old wine, which was mouth-watering, especially for an old drunkard like Chu Bai.
Don't look at Chu Bai is only eleven years old now, but his master Jiu Blind has poured him a lot of wine since he was a child, so he has become a wine jar at a young age, so that he can reach the point of smelling his wine and knowing his wine.
The aroma of this wine is very strong, and it should be the bamboo leaf green that has been buried in the ground for decades.
Don't hear the name ugly, but the taste of the wine is really good.
Take the snake gall of the bamboo leaf green of the opening spirit, supplemented by several herbs such as He Shou Wu, thousand leaf grass, leafless flowers, etc., and drink it immediately after brewing, the taste can not be exerted to the extreme, but to take advantage of the noon at the moment of brewing, buried in the sun for three feet underground for ten years to achieve the best taste.
The color of the bamboo leaf green is jasper-colored, the taste is sweet as wine, the entrance is rich and long, not spicy and does not cut the throat, but it is slowly intoxicating, so it has the title of pouring in the wind.
Chu Bai came back to his senses, and in front of him was a dilapidated small wine shop, most of which were old people. Pushing cups and changing lamps in it, chatting, and playing chess can be regarded as leisurely.
"This old man, can you bring me a bowl of bamboo leaf green that was unearthed just now?" Chu Bai asked respectfully.
"Little Housheng, do you want to drink? No, no, no, the wine is strong! This bamboo leaf has been buried for about a hundred years, and the little monk just dug it up!" one of the old men said slowly, with a slight touch of red on his face, probably drunk from drinking.
Little Monk, 100-year-old Bamboo Leaf Green, Chu Bai was a little puzzled, didn't Bamboo Leaf Green rot if it was not opened after ten years? Besides, what kind of wine does a monk drink, he is not afraid of violating those rules and precepts.
This altar of bamboo leaves is green and Chu Bai is bound to win, because the fragrance of this wine is like a cat's claw scratching Chu Bai's heart fiercely.
"This mage, I love this wine so much, and I hope that the mage will cut my love, and I hope that the mage will accept this little bit of silver!" Chu Bai shouted to the inner hall, and at the same time, his fingers also wiped towards the storage ring, and there were two more money bags full of gold coins inside.
"Amitabha, this wine was left by the ancestors when the poor monk was not a monk. The poor monk traveled to Hongyuan City and suddenly remembered this incident, and came to end this dusty relationship and hope to forgive his sins. A monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe folded his hands and said to Chu Bai.
This monk can be said to be extremely demonic: sword eyebrows and starry eyes, eyes seem to reveal a little starlight, a blue lotus mark in the center of the forehead makes the temperament more outstanding, his skin is extremely fair, it seems to be like a woman, and the moon-white monk's robe also shrouds him with a faint light of Buddha like a monk.
"It's me Meng Lang, but isn't the Master's Buddhism just about a fate? You and I are fated to meet, and besides, on the day when the bamboo leaves are unearthed, and I just came here, this can be regarded as a kind of fate! The Master is willing to drink with me?" Chu Bai was still unwilling to give up this old wine, and he still talked to the monk.
The monk nodded and said yes, turned his head and used his spiritual power to pull a wine bowl over. The monk gently tilted the wine jar, and the turquoise bamboo leaves slowly flowed out of the wine jar, like a green silk thread into the wine bowl, and Chu Bai happened to catch a glimpse of one more wine-making thing in the wine jar - a cyan lotus flower that was still blooming.
But Chu Bai didn't think about it, and waited for the bowl of bamboo leaves to be filled.
However, the monk never followed his wishes, and when the wine was only two-thirds of the way, he used his spiritual power to push the wine bowl to Chu Bai.
"Master, you and I are both alcoholics, so why don't you pour me more? ”
"Amitabha, the donor's wine is enough. Don't be greedy, people's greed is endless, just like a benefactor who likes to drink. Isn't two-thirds of the wine just like life?" said the monk lightly.
And a group of old people also echoed and said: "Good wine is not greedy, and a little drunk is better than getting drunk." Be content!"
"It's indeed a monk, speaking one by one. This friend I'm Chu... Chu Qimiao made a handover. Chu Bai sneered, "I almost missed my mouth!" Chu Bai shouted in his heart.
Then he sent the green liquid into his mouth......