readx;? Chapter 28: The Essence of Wine: Alcohol

"Shopkeeper! Bring me thirty catties of spirits!!" Ye Feng had just walked out of Magni's blacksmith shop and came to an unknown tavern, and as soon as he entered, he shouted to the shopkeeper that he wanted to buy ten catties of spirits, and the tavern shopkeeper answered and ordered Xiao Er to go into the wine cellar to get wine, and in no moment, Xiao Er took three wine jars. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Each of these three wine jars can hold ten catties of wine, and the price is not expensive, fortunately, the money that Ye Feng got from participating in the Hell Killing Ground is enough for him to pay, but even so, Ye Feng's desperately obtained small assets have also been consumed more than half, saying that he has no feeling for this money, it is a lie, but when he thought that his black knife had become a finished product, Ye Feng smiled a little, and with the three jars of spirits, he returned to the humble residence assigned to him in the Hell Killing Field.

With the expectation that the black knife would become a finished product, three days passed, and it was clear that there were three jars of spirits brought into the residence before, but Ye Feng only brought out a small pot, and others didn't know what kind of wine was sold in the wine pot in Ye Feng's hand, only to see him reappear in Magni's blacksmith shop with this small pot of wine.

"Bell--!--Bell-!"

The sound of striking iron with a special melody still surrounds this blacksmith shop, and the ore and utensils on the ground are still placed there in a mess, Ye Feng had no choice but to move and move as before, as for what he saw in his eyes, there was still a short figure struggling to strike iron beside the scorching stove.

"Bell-!"

Magni seemed to sense someone entering the blacksmith's shop and watching him from behind him, so Magni put the iron in his hand into the coolant, and after exhaling, Magni turned to the visitor and asked, "I didn't expect you to think of a way to get me drunk in just three days, but don't tell me you're going to get me drunk with a lot of wine, I can guarantee that this method won't work." ”

Ye Feng didn't show much when he heard this, he just smiled faintly: "How can it be, Master Magni, even if I want to use this method, I don't have the money to complete it."

"Very well, tell me, what tricks are you going to use to get me drunk?" As he spoke, Magni walked over to the somewhat worn rocking chair again, and lay lazily on it, swaying and drinking his wine.

"Squeak... squeak..."

After a moment of silence, Ye Feng opened his mouth and said to Magni: "What tricks can I use, of course, I want you to drink." ”

Saying that, Ye Feng shook the wine jug in his hand to Magni, Magni frowned when he saw this, ignored Ye Feng, and directly reached out and snatched the wine jug, unlike other wines, as soon as he started Magni, he felt the coldness of the wine jug, and even some cold, and a drop of water condensed on the side of the wine jug.

Seeing this anomaly, Magni became interested, and didn't pay attention to Ye Feng's expression, let alone whether Ye Feng poisoned this pot of wine, and immediately took a sip.

"Ah!!h

As soon as he entered the mouth, Magni opened his mouth and shouted, only to see a thin layer of white mist floating up from his mouth, Magni only felt that his tongue seemed to be frozen by a block of ice, and on the contrary, the wine he drank into his stomach was like a raging fire, and a unique taste of wine wafted from his mouth to all sides.

For a long time, Magni kept his mouth open.

"Whew!!!Whew!!

Just one sip made him so discouraged, Magni was sure that this was not wine, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately asked Ye Feng, "What exactly are you giving me to drink!?

"Alcohol!an edible alcohol!!" Ye Feng said categorically.

That's right, this small pot is Ye Feng purified the three major jars of spirits through a special purification technology, and its concentration can reach 99%.

"Alcohol!?" McGoney heard the word for the first time, and Ye Feng explained on the side: "You can see it as the essence of wine. ”

After a pause, Ye Feng smiled again: "This alcohol shouldn't have been drunk directly like you, because ordinary people would have died if they drank it directly! ”

"It should be ......" Hearing this word, Magni felt as if he was being treated as a white mouse by the demon boy in front of him, he stared at Ye Feng's smiling face and groaned for a long time, and finally said reluctantly: "Bring your knife." ”

Although Magni was not drunk at this time, he couldn't deny that the alcohol brought him the feeling of drinking the strongest wine when he was an ordinary dwarf, no! It should be more violent and pure than the strongest wine back then, and even he who now has the physique of a lich dwarf is a little unbearable, but it is conceivable that this alcohol is really as Ye Feng said, ordinary people will be burned to death by the fierceness of alcohol if they drink it!

Hearing Magni's words, although Ye Feng still had a faint smile on his surface, there was a fine light in his eyes that kept flickering, which showed the excitement and expectation in Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng grabbed the black knife with both hands and solemnly handed it to Master Magni, but who knew that Magni took the black knife away casually, waved his hand and said impatiently: "Leave the knife, you can go back, and come back in three days." ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng was immediately stunned, and the hands that were handed over had not been withdrawn, his eyes were full of surprise, and Magni seemed to be unhappy Ye Feng saw his appearance of losing his temper because of drinking alcohol, and when he saw Ye Feng like this, his heart was even more impatient, and his tone couldn't help but ask a little heavily: "Why are you still standing here!? Could it be that you still want to give it on the same day, and get it on the same day?!"

Hearing Magni's question, Ye Feng realized that a good knife is not an ordinary forged knife, it is impossible to complete it without thousands of tempering and fine operations, although the black knife is not yet a finished product but has been formed, three days can be said to be a short time, thinking of this, Ye Feng is inevitably a little embarrassed, and feels that he is in a bit of a hurry, so he immediately leaves Magni's blacksmith shop.

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Another three days have passed, and although there is no black knife, Ye Feng can still pass through the battle of the Hell Killing Ground without danger with his claws and wrist strength, as well as his strong self-healing power.

And today, three days later...now, Ye Feng is standing in front of Magni's blacksmith shop again, but this time Ye Feng saw that the door of the blacksmith shop was closed, and there was no sound of striking iron with a special melody inside, Ye Feng knew that there was something strange in the blacksmith shop, but he didn't dare to venture in.

"Knock knock! knock!" So Ye Feng walked to the door and knocked gently.

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But there was no response inside, which made Ye Feng very puzzled, and he had no choice but to push the door and enter, but before he opened the door, a smoky smell of wine came out, and Ye Feng was drunk when he owed it, but fortunately, Ye Feng was tenacious, and immediately cheered up, held his breath and forcibly entered.

It was still the messy ground, even more chaotic than the previous two times, looking at the ground with many more wine pots and wine jars, Ye Feng could faintly guess something, didn't pay too much attention to it, and continued to move quickly while moving.

When he walked to the place where the stove was, he saw that the stove was still burning, but the short figure who was supposed to be constantly beating the iron under the stove was lying in the rocking chair like mud and falling asleep, snoring as loud as thunder, seeing this, Ye Feng sighed with emotion: "Even the dwarves whose temperament is as tough and stubborn as iron ore have fallen. ”