In the town of Ice Lake, there are no inns or wine inns.

Maybe there used to be, but when the treasure hunters left and disappeared, the town of Frozen Lake was deserted, and even if there were ever inns and wine inns, they were all broken, sold, or simply destroyed.

However, where there are people, there are shops, although Binghu Town is not large, but there are always dozens of households, so in the east of the town, there is still a small grocery store, selling some needlework, ironware, fishing nets and other small farm items.

Li Han walked into the grocery store.

He looked around and found that this grocery store was not ordinary and simple, but a small wooden house surrounded by a few wooden boards, and the space was not as large as that of a large family.

The grocery store had a small window at the edge, full of dust, and a few paper kites hung outside, a few crumpled and withered sweets, and it was estimated that the daily turnover was zero most of the time, and there should be very few people here to buy items, so it was simply shabby.

The owner of the grocery store was an old man who was in his old age, sleeping behind the cabinet, until the sound of Li Han knocking on the cabinet sounded, he woke up, rubbed his faint old eyes and glanced at Li Han, and he was in a hurry, stood up, and said politely: "This guest officer, I don't know what to buy?"

Li Han frowned and looked around.

In the grocery store, there are some ordinary bits and pieces of needles and threads, which are estimated to be used by ordinary people, how can there be any items he needs to use, he is here, he just wants to explore the way up the mountain.

However, seeing that the old man estimated that it had not been open for a long time, he finally saw a guest, the surprise and eagerness in his eyes, the old eyes looked at him dizzily, his heart softened, and finally, his eyes turned, and he was suddenly surprised to see a jar of black old wine in the corner of the grocery store, and immediately stretched out his hand and said: "I want this altar bar." ”

A quarter of an hour later, under the grateful gaze of the old shopkeeper, Li Han walked out of the grocery store, carried a jar of old wine in his hand, turned around and walked slowly in the direction of the Yin Snow Mountain outside the town.

Behind him, the original residents of Binghu Town, looking at his back as he left, pointed and discussed.

Many people learned that the old grocery store owner actually sold the only jar of wine in his store, and they all felt very incredible, and they all sighed that he had met a nobleman and was blessed.

Speaking of the old shopkeeper's jar of wine, there is still a relatively legendary story in Binghu Town.

Forty-five years ago, there was a seriously injured young man with a sword on his back, staggered down from the top of the snowy mountain, and fell down when he came to the town, and it was the old shopkeeper who took pity on him and carried him home, but invited the only doctor in the town, Dr. Wu, took a look, shook his head and left.

In the end, the young man still died, his whole body was miserable, and his death was extremely horrific.

However, before he died, looking at the old shopkeeper who rescued him, he trembled his hands, took out a big blue flower from the package behind his back, and gave it to the old shopkeeper as a life-saving grace.

Although he died after all because of his injuries, he still gave this big blue flower to the shopkeeper.

The whole Binghu Town, there was a sensation at that time, because of the big blue flower, it was very strange, and no one in the town could recognize its origin, only that it was cold and abnormal, once it was close, everything was frozen instantly, and it was impossible for ordinary people to get close.

Everyone immediately realized that this flower was unusual, but the young man was dead, and no one could hear the specific origin of this flower from his mouth, and the old shopkeeper, holding this flower, also felt helpless.

If you let it be left there, it will not be able to grow a little later, or it will grow a little, but it will wither and wither in a few months at most, and at that time, it will become a waste product.

He didn't know where it came from, he didn't know what it did, he didn't dare to eat it, he didn't know what to do with it, although everyone in the town knew that this flower was a little different, but they didn't dare to approach, let alone spend money to buy something that didn't know what it did.

So, it was obviously a treasure, but for everyone in the town, it was just an inexplicable thing, and it was useless to keep it, and it was a pity to abandon it.

In the end, it was the only well-informed doctor Wu in the town who said a word, which made everyone pause, and also found a way for this big blue flower to survive.

That is, make wine out of it.

Although everyone is completely unaware of the function of this flower, no matter what, as long as it has something peculiar, and it is used to make wine, I am afraid that its special effect can be preserved, one year, two years, three years, five years, or even ten years, which is far stronger than the shelf life of a flower.

As for arguing flowers, the people in the town are not good at it, but there are always people who can make wine.

So, with the addition of some rare medicinal materials, the old shopkeeper endured the pain and added half a snow ginseng and a piece of red lotus, so this old wine was brewed.

However, what made him feel pain was that after the wine was brewed, no one bought it, and everyone hesitated, so the old shopkeeper was disappointed to find that he not only lost a spirit flower, but also lost half of the snow ginseng and a red lotus that he had saved for half of his life.

The jar of wine, he has always placed in his grocery store, but unfortunately no one in the town has come for a few years, and even if there is, there are very few people who come into the store to buy his things, and the people who come here do not look down on the needlework and groceries in his store at all, so the jar of wine is placed for decades.

Initially, placed in the most prominent position in the grocery store, the people in the town also came to see the strange, and later, every year, more than ten years passed, finally, the people who came no longer looked at the strange, all saw the jokes, the old shopkeeper listened to a lot, so slowly, the position of the jar of wine, down again, and finally, finally fell to the corner, stained with dust, the old shopkeeper was too lazy to wipe.

As a result, everyone will not buy this jar of wine, and even after a long time, the people in the town have gradually forgotten about it.

Unexpectedly, today, an inexplicable young man came to the town, accidentally entered the old shopkeeper's grocery store, and didn't buy anything, so he bought this jar of wine.

And from the mouth of the old shopkeeper, everyone dared to hear that after Li Han bought the wine, he also asked how to go to Yin Snow Mountain, and everyone understood that the feelings were another one who went to the hidden treasure of Chaotic Star Lake, and couldn't help but sigh one after another, meeting a generous, but unfortunately, another one who was looking for death.

Although there are few people in Binghu Town, it does not prevent their ancestors from leaving legends, and their ancestors have passed them down from generation to generation, and they know that from this road, in the end, there are very few people who can walk back from the original road, especially in recent years.

Forty-five years ago, the young man who brought down a blue flower from the snowy mountain was also one of them.