"Looks like it's time to come up with a killer plan!"

Qin Yu showed a sharp gaze, looked at the half-drunk bottled Coke on the table, and laughed twice.

"Bacchus Taoist friends, the merits of this immortal are limited, and I can't buy all the fine wine for the time being, but after my thousands of years of careful research, the emperor has lived up to his painstaking efforts, and finally developed an excellent drink comparable to the red of his daughter of ten thousand years, which can be exchanged with Taoist friends." Qin Yu took a sip of the somewhat runaway Coke and replied.

"What? Is there a new drink that is not inferior to the red of the daughter of Wannian?! The Bacchus immediately whetted his appetite and asked eagerly, "What kind of drink is it, can you let the old man try it?" ”

"This ...... Due to the high difficulty of brewing, this immortal is only a small half bottle, I am afraid that I can't share it with Taoist friends, please forgive me. Qin Yu began to fish, turning from passive to active.

The psychology of the immortals is not much different from that of ordinary people, the more they can't get it, the more they can't let it go, they were rejected by Qin Yu, the wine god was itching, and his eyes were red and replied: "I beg the Taoist friends to share a cup of the old man, I am willing to exchange it with the three thousand years of bamboo leaf green with the Taoist friends." ”

"Made, what an old fox, obviously has three thousand years of good wine, but he has to hide it, and now he is showing his feet." Qin Yu replied to the other party with a stingy belly: "It's not that this immortal is stingy, it's really a limited amount of brewing, if the Dionysian Taoist friend is willing to exchange it for five thousand years of daughter red, this immortal can consider it." ”

"Hahaha, look at the labor pit and don't kill you!"

In order to let the god of wine enter the pit early, Qin Yu poured a little coke with the bottle cap, and sat and waited for the other party to come to the door.

As he expected, after a small sip of Coke, the god of wine was instantly conquered, and the feeling of carbon dioxide bubbles exploding in his mouth made him want to stop.

It's a pity that there was only a small sip, and I didn't enjoy it for a while, and the wine god licked the rest of the lid very unfiguratively.

"The taste is sweet, with a hint of bitterness, it is definitely not alcohol, what is it made of?"

Staring at the bottle cap, the god of wine asked himself to drink all the best wine in the world, in the past, he only needed to take a sip to distinguish the brewing ingredients, but this time he missed.

"Luo Yu Shangxian, the old man agreed to your request and exchanged the five thousand years of daughter red for a new drink in your hand." Licking his lips, Bacchus held back the pain in his flesh, and a bucket of his daughter turned red.

Successfully receiving the daughter of the god of wine, Qin Yu understood the meaning of a barrel, different from the ordinary perception of a barrel in the world, the god realm uses a bamboo tube to fill wine, the so-called barrel is the amount of a bamboo tube, poured into the bottle, about five hundred milliliters.

Getting half a bottle of Coke, the Bacchus was satisfied, and carefully took a small sip, smashing his mouth, recalling the stimulation on the taste buds of his tongue, revealing a look of great enjoyment.

On the other side, Qin Yu sniffed the five-thousand-year-old daughter red on the bamboo tube, after all, this is the wine that the gods drink, and the year is so high, he is worried that he will get drunk and fall asleep for a few days and nights.

Stretched out his index finger and dipped it in a small drop, put it in his mouth and tasted it, the fierce wine gas rose to the sky, Qin Yu only felt that the sky was spinning, his legs were weak, and he hurriedly lay on the bed to feel better.

I don't know how long I lay down, Qin Yu sat up in a daze, his head was still a little dizzy, his body was sticky up and down, he reached out and touched his face, it was full of oil.

"No, the five-thousand-year-old daughter red actually has the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the hair!"

Wiping off the stains on his hands, Qin Yu's spirit flickered, this phenomenon was very similar to swallowing a detoxification pill, but the effect was more violent than that of a detoxification pill.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, wiping off the hazy mist on the mirror, and looking at the people in the mirror, Qin Yu threw his wet head behind him, and couldn't help but admire: "One word is handsome, two words are really handsome, and three words are handsome!" No matter how handsome I am, what if no one is friends with me in the future? Distressed! ”

When I walked out of the bathroom and picked up my phone to look at the time, it was already more than ten o'clock on Monday morning, and I slept for more than ten hours.

"Alas, it's not that I deliberately skipped class, I really can't help myself." Qin Yu found the perfect excuse for not going to class.

In the Heavenly Court takeaway software, the god of wine called Qin Yu several times, but he didn't get a reply, he expected that this guy was deliberately hanging his appetite, but it was not okay not to be fooled, who let him finish the Coke again.

The god of wine originally planned to keep a small cup and taste it slowly, but he couldn't stop drinking it, and after a while, half a bottle bottomed out, and he hiccups while desperately calling out to Qin Yu, and as a result, all of them fell into the sea.

He didn't know that Qin Yu was sleeping like a dead pig at this time because of a small drop of five thousand years of daughter red.

Glancing at the replies from the six or seven Bacchus in the comment column, Qin Yu knew that his treacherous plan had succeeded, and went to the small market downstairs to buy a whole box of Coke for more than fifty yuan.

"Bacchus friends, how does Coke taste? It's not worse than her daughter's red, right? Qin Yu cocked Erlang's legs and turned back.

The message turned into a spiritual light and flew into the head of the god of wine, and the god of wine who was napping woke up in seconds by reflex, and now it was Qin Yu who came, he was in tears, and he came out after a long time, my fellow Daoist of Luoyu, you can be regarded as appearing!

"The cola that you are talking about, is that the name of the new drink?" Bacchus asked, puzzled, wondering why he had chosen such a name.

"Yes, Coke is a drink newly brewed by Ben Xian, don't you think this name is very appropriate, it is delicious and happy after drinking." Qin Yu explained casually, anyway, the initiative was in his hands, and he could say whatever he wanted.

The god of wine was too lazy to bother with the name, and said straight to the point: "Luoyu Daoyou can make such a fine wine, the old man really admires it, but there are really not many fine wines in the 5,000-year-old cellar, and it can't be exchanged with Taoist friends in large quantities, can you retreat and exchange 3,000 years of fine wine?" ”

Before, he had good things to say, but this old man also put up a score and said that there was only wine that was less than a thousand years old, but now that the roles were reversed, how could Qin Yu easily cheapen him.

Therefore, Qin Yu deliberately paused for ten minutes and did not reply, using the strategy of wanting to capture and indulge, laying the groundwork for the next big opening of the lion.

Standing in the hall of Mochou Restaurant, the wine god jumped to his feet in a hurry, why did he not say anything when he spoke? You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!

"You can't be dissatisfied with 3,000 years of wine, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, the god of wine was so angry that his beard shook up and down, although he had a lot of goods in his collection of three thousand years of wine, but it was by no means a bad street product, ordinary immortals came to the store, and they couldn't drink it if they wanted to.

pursed his lips, the god of wine was addicted to Coke again, and replied in his heart: "Luoyu Daoyou, the old man is willing to exchange three barrels of three-thousand-year-old daughter red for two bottles of Coke!" ”

Glancing at the screen, Qin Yu sat down leisurely, opened a bottle of Coke and took two sips, ignoring the Bacchus' reply.

"Damn!" After not receiving the news for a long time, the god of wine cursed secretly and changed the exchange ratio to two for one, that is, two barrels of three-thousand-year-old daughter red for a bottle of Coke.

Realizing the "sincerity" shown by the god of wine, Qin Yu replied with satisfaction: "Happy cooperation, how many bottles do you need to change from the god of wine?" ”

"How many bottles?"

The god of wine's expression froze, guessing that he was cheated by the other party, the difficulty of making coke must be as high as Luo Yu said, otherwise how could he ask like that.

"Let's get two more bottles for now." The god of wine didn't want this Luoyu Daoist to be too proud, so he didn't exchange too much at one time.

However, the Dao is one foot high and the magic is one foot high, Qin Yu has already realized that if he says too much, he will be lost, and he was seen by the God of Wine to see the flaw, so he remedied it in time: "Sorry Bacchus Daoist, due to the low brewing efficiency, there are only two bottles of Coke left in this immortal, so I can only change one bottle to you." ”

The god of wine was about to vomit blood, so he could only change one bottle, and he asked how many bottles to exchange, isn't this deliberately playing with people?

Fortunately, the cola finally arrived, just took a sip, and the depression accumulated in his chest all dissipated, and the god of wine rolled his eyes, and sent a message to Qin Yu: "Luoyu Daoyou, the old man has a proposal, you are good at brewing cola, I am good at brewing wine, why don't we exchange ideas and exchange brewing secrets, what do you think?" ”

Unexpectedly, he would play the idea of how to make Coke, Qin Yu gave up after a little thought.

For one, he had no idea how Coke was made; secondly, he had to rely on Coke to get a steady stream of good wine from the god of wine, and even if he knew the method, he couldn't exchange it with him; Third, it is useless for him to use the secret method of brewing, the wine of the god realm is often hundreds of years and thousands of years, and he is a human being who is in his early 100s, who does he brew wine for?

According to the current level of environmental damage, it is still a question of whether human beings will exist in a few hundred years, is it possible that where to wait for aliens to drink it?