Chapter 765 Dichlorvos listened to Sikong Leng's words even harder, and only two words popped up in Li Miao's mind, the only two words: pretending to be forced!

As a third-order master of the Holy Spirit, is it necessary to show off like this? Isn't it great to drink a lot, my brother has a brown pill physique, not to mention two jars, you won't get drunk if you drink a ton of wine, and my brother will talk nonsense?

"Sikong steward, I remember when I was training in Bingquemen, I once drank a jar of Bingquemen's daughter red in the gluttonous room, I don't know if Sikong steward has an impression of him, if it is compared with it, who is better?" Li Miao found a topic.

"Hehe, the old man feels that there is no need to ask this question at all." Sikong smiled and walked to the table, looking down and sniffing the wine jar.

"Why did the steward say that?" Li Miao asked.

"In fact, this daughter red is very distinctive, integrating sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, fresh, astringent and other six flavors in one of the plump liquor, plus higher than the nutritional value of other wines, thus forming a clear, fragrant, mellow, soft, cotton, cool comprehensive style, can drink a sip of pure daughter red, it is simply a great pleasure in life, for alcoholics, drunk death is also not hesitated." Sikong Freeze talked about the things of his sect, which was called a relish, as if except for their sect, other people's things were rubbish.

"What does the air steward mean is that our wine can't catch up with the daughter of Bingquemen?" Li Miao pretended to be surprised, but he just pushed the boat down the river, making Sikong Leng proud.

"Do you still need to say more about this old man? Bingquemen's daughter Hong, who has been stored for at least more than a hundred years, and the head of the wind said that this bowl is only twenty years old, can this be comparable? ”

"Also, the high-grade daughter of Bingquemen, although it is not as exaggerated as the fragrance of ten miles, but a few meters away, you can definitely smell the strong aroma of wine, and the feeling that you are already slightly drunk without asking if you have seen the wine is really wonderful." Sikong Freeze's eyes closed and said melodiously, as if he was enjoying the super cool experience brought by his sect's daughter Hong.

"What the steward said is true, when I was in the gluttonous room, after drinking my daughter's red, I still have an endless aftertaste." Li Miao had no choice but to flatter, after all, Li Miao had also drunk it, and the wine was really good.

"That's natural, but this bowl of drunk brewed by the head of the wind, I don't know if I can match it." Saying that, Sikong Jelly was about to open the wine jar.

"Wait!" Li Miao shouted, startling Sikong Freeze.

"Feng Gongzi, what kind of system do you shout and scream." Sikong Leng happily prepared to dismantle the wine jar, but he was yelled at, so he was naturally not very happy.

"Sikong steward, it seems that the wine of our Helingmen cannot be used with hands when unpacking." Li Miao said deliberately.

"Oh? What is this exquisiteness? How to open it without hands" Sikong Freeze was confused.

"Sikong Guan doesn't know something, it's not that he can't use his hands, but he can't touch the mouth of the jar with his hands, so that the sweat on our hands, the smell of soap washing hands, etc., will mix with the aroma of wine in the jar, which greatly affects the taste of the wine, so in order to avoid such a situation, when we dismantle the wine jar, it is best to use some tools, so that this situation can be avoided." Li Miao used some crooked reasoning to fool Sikong Freeze.

The reason is very simple, Li Miao didn't want Sikong to freeze and touch, he kept belittling the wine garbage of Helingmen, and he even made a mistake to dismantle the wine jar, aren't you shameless?

Even if there is a gap with the daughter of Bingquemen, but you haven't tasted it yet, so you draw conclusions, which is really too unobjective.

"Then let's take it apart with tools, shall we?" Sikong Freeze seemed to be very anxious.

"Why, does the air steward also like to drink, this hasn't been served yet, drinking directly is not good for the spleen and stomach." Feng Yulin took out this set again, saying that it was not good for the spleen and stomach.

"It's ridiculous, the Ice Sparrow Gate is cold and snowy all day long, and drinking wine to keep warm has become a habit of our sect." The steward glanced at Feng Yulin with contempt and said melodiously.

"Oh, then, the drinks in the Ice Sparrow Gate may be stronger, I'm afraid you won't be used to the drinks in the Ice Sparrow Gate." Feng Yulin responded with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Sikong Leng glanced at the wine jar and stayed on it in confusion.

"Sikong Guan doesn't know that our Helingmen wine is used for tasting, and every drop is fragrant and mellow, because when brewing, some special fragrant herbs are added, which not only ensures the fragrance of the wine, but also has some additional effects of strengthening the body." Feng Yulin said slowly.

"Hmph, then what kind of bowl do you have to make a bowl of pouring, it's all poured, and what are you talking about to strengthen your body." Sikong Freeze, this old thing, is indeed a little shameless, and he began to chew on words.

"I don't understand this air steward, this is not the other, this inverted word, not drunk caused by the bang, but after drinking to improve the quality of sleep, let people fall asleep soundly, and after waking up, refreshed, not drunk and heavy at all." When Feng Yulin talks about this topic, he is always so excited, because as a family of traditional Chinese medicine, these inventions and creations are simply like a cow's hair.

"Yo? And this kind of effect, isn't it a health care nature, and there is still something strong to drink. Sikong Freeze said disdainfully, still sneering at the things of the Crane Spirit Gate.

"It's not right for the air steward to say this, what is the strength of drinking, and the dichlorvos is even more energetic to drink, why don't you drink it?" Li Miao suddenly interjected.

"You!" Sikong Leng choked on Li Miao's words.

"Virtuous son-in-law, don't be rude to the air steward." Feng Yulin looked at Sikong Freeze's face a little embarrassed, and quickly turned his elbow out.

"It's okay." Sikong Leng said unhappily.

"I'll go get tools to disassemble the jar." Feng Yulin hurriedly ran to the shelf and took down two bamboo clips.

"Use this?" Sikong Leng saw the long bamboo clips and was a little puzzled.

"That's right, it is to clamp it with a tong, take it off slowly, and then gently hit the edge with the clamp to loosen the sealing mud, and finally gently knock off the sealing mud or take it away with a clamp to avoid falling into the jar, which is to open a jar of wine." Feng Yulin said as he demonstrated.

"So troublesome, so troublesome!" Sikong Leng looked at everything in front of him, and suddenly felt that drinking wine was not enough work.

"The air steward clothes come to open their hands and eat to open their mouths, this kind of work of opening wine jars must be done by subordinates, you must not have experienced it, so you naturally feel troublesome." Li Miao deservedly ridiculed Sikong Freeze.