There are no impermeable walls. The sailor, who had been inadvertently freed by Dionysus, swam out of the whirlpool with a strong desire for business. Among the many sailors who died, there were many brothers and friends who lived and died with him, and when the night came, he was alone and painfully recalled those voices and smiles, and his limbs and bones were still unable to break free in the cold waters, and at last, the tears of indignation turned into the courage of revenge, but the bravery of the reckless horsemen could not destroy a perfect plan of revenge, and as expected, in the tragic tears he decided to die with the king of Cateron.

He bought a cheap wood sculpture of Fenoui in the depressed town of Euboea, and the murderous gaze calmed his anguished heart like never before, and he began to look forward to the annual celebration of the reunion of the goddess Hera and the god-king Zeus. Holding the wood carving of the god Fnoy every day to fall asleep calmly, he pinned the whole meaning of the rest of his life on the coming moment of blood!

It was a clear morning, the blue sky was clear, and the island market square was bustling with people. The refreshing sea breeze blew the plump face of every fisherman, and the lively shrimp and sea crabs gathered here in clusters and clusters; From the rich wetlands on the other side of the distant Hellesbang Strait, the Lakaidaimons are swift and swift as swift antelopes through the narrow and crowded streets, and they are the merchants with the greatest purchasing power here; Occasionally, a middle-aged woman with a grocery box would be seen surrounded by countless children of all skin and hair colors, and she would have to hurry away, because their fathers were not far away; The rampage of the old ladies who are in a hurry to buy the first basket of cheap fruit before the foreign merchants are stronger than bulls, and the price of knocking over a yellow orange orange citrus is to squat in place and sell it back for their owners, not a penny less, not a penny more, but this is often something that only foreign merchants will encounter before the old ladies who want to rush to buy the first basket of cheap fruit.

The clogged streets do not leave the boot prints of the nobles at all, because this is not the place where the nobles should come, or it can be said that for hundreds of years there has not been a noble horse carrying people on this street, and the pampered princes and ladies will never know the existence of such a place for the rest of their lives, but this is a paradise for the common people, full of the breath of freedom. The wild liquor dealer raised a wooden wine glass in front of the god-king Zeus, his yellowed pupils covered with a cloudy drunkenness, and the depths of the pupils reflected Zeus's aqua-blue eyes.

The stall owner next to him screamed, "Oh my God! Look at that despicable drunk! Don't he want his arm! ”

Zeus's right hand caresses over the gold-encrusted scabbard. At this time, the arms of the liquor dealer were sore. The wine in the world is dirtier than urine for the gods, and the damage to the gods is almost equal to poison/medicine, Zeus hesitated again and again, in order to find out the real situation, it is not possible to pay a price, let this glass of wine help him make his first friend in the world. Zeus dismounted, took the wooden cup from the drunkard's hand, and the noisy bazaar seemed to have temporarily suppressed the noise because of this action, and the people who were rushing to buy threw away their goods and rushed over, standing in a circle silently and in a daze, staring at the *smirkling on the face of the gorgeous noble young master.

Zeus stopped the glass to his lips and sniffed it with a sensitive snort, the pungent smell mixed with a hint of sweetness, and he asked, "What kind of wine is this?" ”

The drunkard explained: "This is a new type of liquor, made from barley and a fragrant plant!" This is a commoner's wine, try it, young master, a glass of wine can't lower your status. ”

Everyone was filled with energy for his brave answer, and many people laughed tentatively. Zeus pursed his rosy lips and took a sip, and said with satisfaction: "Your wine is very good, I will buy it all and give it to the king of Cataron as a holiday gift." Naturally, Zeus pulled out a handful of air from his empty purse, and as his beautiful five fingers slowly stretched, a yellow gold coin appeared in the palm of his hand, engraved with the head of King Cadmus, which was almost extinct in the world after the fire of the prosperous city of Thebais, which was not something that could be seen casually.

The drunkard's eyes were bigger than the brass bells, and the happy crow's feet gradually deepened at the corners of his eyes, and he looked back at the admiring and envious expressions of the onlookers, took the gold coin with trembling thick hands, and said happily, "Thank you so much!" Your Highness, who is kind and generous! But that's too much! Even if I give you all my money, I can't change the amount you paid. ”

Zeus said, "I'm sorry, it's already the minimum denomination, and if you can't get change, you can answer me a few simple questions as compensation, and besides, all the people here can help you out." ”

The drunkard, of course, is a hundred agree.

However, the question of this noble young master seems to be very different from people's expectations, perhaps in the minds of these poor people, national affairs and unmarried princesses should be his concerns, but Zeus's question is: "What kind of plant is this wine made of?" ”

The drunkard said, "This is a secret recipe, Your Highness, but since you are curious about this, then I will only tell you alone, I believe that you will not come to rob me of my business if you don't have to worry about food and clothing." ”

The teasing answer caused people to burst into laughter. Zeus said very sternly, "Well, I swear I won't say it." ”

The god of oaths swears everywhere, in fact, this wine is the predecessor of beer, and its inventor revealed the recipe for beer because of his credulity in Zeus, so that today, tens of thousands of years later, beer has become the cheapest foreign wine in the supermarket. ///^_^

The honest drunkard leaned into Zeus' ear and told him all about the whole process of making wine, but all he cared about was the plant that could make the barley ferment and bubble. As Zeus expected, it was Ivy. The presence of Ivy in Hera's homeland proves that the rumors circulating in the celestial realm are credible, and so far Zeus has not wronged Hera, because Encore's original intention of stealing the child was indeed to seduce him, and Zeus expected Hera to take on the form of a human and blend in with the refugees to escape Hermes's tracking.

There was no shortage of witty people among the common people, and before Zeus could say the second question, one guessed that he would ask: "Do you see a young woman fleeing here with a blonde baby in her arms?" ”

People who have been soaking in the vat all day will not pay much attention to such refugees, and the questions that the liquor dealers cannot answer are naturally picked up by the onlookers, who almost say in unison, "Yes!" ”

Zeus frowned slightly, is this the silence of the King of Cataeon at work, or is it really true?

A fish-selling girl with red cheeks dragged a foul-smelling dress and stepped forward politely, her courage was admired by the girls who were hesitating, and almost everyone trembled for her before she spoke, the question was too easy for everyone to answer, but only she, the unknown fish-selling girl, dared to step forward and speak face to face with the handsome prince: "My dear highness, if you say that there are countless women and children who have fled the famine, but I think you must be looking for the noblest mother and son among them, But they are probably not here to escape the famine, but to approach the poor, they are the most beautiful mother and son I have ever seen, and I will never forget their kindness. ”

Next, something unexpected happened to Zeus. The silence of the king of Catalon has long since aroused the disgust of the people, and the people of the Peotia region are not all greedy for life and fear death, and the deeds of Encore's generosity in disaster relief are still spread among the people at the bottom, and the refugees who remember it vividly are not hesitant to praise their great kindness. Zeus heard from an old fisherman about Encore's generosity when he distributed supplies, and from the mouth of a young man about Encore's once high priesthood. However, it was uncertain whether this woman named Encore was the incarnation of Hera, and she had followed the clues of Ivy to inquire about the traces of Dionysus, but was instilled with a basket of stories about the high priest by the overzealous people.

In the chaos, Zeus noticed that a fisherman girl was wearing a gold hairpin on her head, which was a strange thing that defied common sense, and then he found in many people's bodies exquisite ornaments that only the celestial god Hephaestus could make zuò, this is not true, if he is not mistaken, these ornaments are all dowries that Hera took away when she divorced!

A golden headband brought back memories of his past. When Hera was a girl, she was beautiful and often troubled by one thing, her hair was too much and too dense, and it would be very hot when summer came, and many times she lifted her hair with both hands not to scratch her head but just to cool her neck, and her admirers, the underwater nymphs and the goddesses of the stars, learned this action, but Zeus, who knew the Ao of it, sneered at them whenever he saw the underwater nymphs and the goddesses of the stars scratching their heads in front of him with this action, on the eve of a grand celestial feast, He ordered a delicate golden headband to be made for his sister, this headband was just right to tie the long hair on the top of her head to reveal a slender swan-pink neck, Hera was delighted, and in gratitude for her brother's thoughtfulness, she kissed Zeus on the cheek affectionately, and it was at this moment that a hazy love quietly rose from the bottom of Zeus's heart.

This blonde headband was the first gift of love given to her by Zeus as a younger brother before Hera's marriage, and it was barely a dowry, and it was a bit of a tyranny for such a precious thing to be worn by a rough and ugly girl on her sparse head, at least Zeus had felt so for a moment.

But then Zeus was even more embarrassed by the fact that he saw a belt inlaid with huge malachite being tied around the waist of an old woman, if it weren't too familiar, Zeus could hardly believe that Hera would give away such a private thing, probably such a large malachite on such an ugly old woman would not be regarded as genuine, but this is indeed a belt that even Hera herself should regard as a treasure, looking at this belt, the stimulated god-king remembered a past incident between lovers that particularly hurt their self-esteem.

It is said that Aphrodite had a belt that could make people feel intoxicated, and when Zeus was in a secret relationship with Hera, Hera was angry about it. If there really is such a belt in the world, then presumably all women in love will be unsure, for fear that the lover will not be able to resist the temptation of the gold belt and abandon herself, and the lovely girl Hera has also committed such stupidity. Hera refused to see Zeus when he was angry, and Zeus, who was tormented by lovesickness, came up with a way to make her happy, he personally polished a malachite comparable to a real peacock feather, set it in a beautiful belt made of gold wire, and quietly put a spell into the malachite. Hera couldn't help but smile when she saw this belt, and she was no longer angry with Aphrodite's gold belt, because she was amused to find that the spell in the malachite was "the lifeblood of Zeus", which could also be understood as "Zeus's genitals".

If Zeus, who is the king of the gods, does not personally come to the lower realm to inspect, how can he know that the root of his life is tied to the waist of such a filthy and stinking old woman, this is undoubtedly Hera's bitter mockery of him. On the basis of numerous conclusive evidence, Zeus concluded that Hera and Dionysus had indeed returned to Peotia. With a look of shame on his face and a faint wound deep in his heart, he left the terrible bazaar in a trance