The old man opened his water, and saw that the water was clear with a hint of coolness.

"Snow water." Shen Yin knew what it was at a glance.

There was a smile in the old man's eyes: "Isn't it snow water, this snow water is a good thing, especially at this season, it is even better to use it to make spiritual tea, I have buried this jar of water in the bamboo forest for five years, and now it is time to reflect its value." ”

The old man did not forget to make a five-five gesture, indicating that this water is really very rare.

Zhou Shengluo hurriedly made tea for everyone, a pot of tea, with a hint of aura, no need to drink, just smelled it so slightly, and felt relaxed that he had never felt before.

"This spiritual tea is so powerful, I don't feel like I need to drink it, just smelling it makes people feel very relaxed." Grasshopper said.

"That's, this is spiritual tea, you think it's everywhere, not to mention that this water is not simple." Sima Yangchen took another sip of spiritual tea at this moment, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Shen Yin also silently took a cup of tea and drank it, seeing that this old man was not simple, Shen Yin felt that it was better for Zhou Shengluo to deal with it.

Well, Shen Yin definitely doesn't admit that he is lazy, and he wants to be rotten again.

Zhou Shenglu glanced at Shen Yin, who had a leisurely face on the side, but didn't say anything, just looked at the old man and said, "The old man has been living here for a long time." ”

The old man said with a smile: "It's a lot of time, but fortunately, it's clean here, and no one comes to disturb you every day." ”

Looking at the place, the smoke lingers, and there is a dreamlike feeling that it is impossible to live here to say that it is not good.

It can be said here that there is enough aura and good air, but if you don't live here, basically no one will come here.

But to escape the world here, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Zhou Shengluo nodded, and took out a few plates of snacks casually: "It's not good to have tea without snacks." ”

I peeled a peanut and ate it.

The old man was not polite, he directly took a peanut and peeled it, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and after eating it, he sighed: "I have been here for so many years, and now I can eat this normal peanut taste, but it seems that there is less wine, and it would be more perfect if there was wine." ”

Zhou Shengluo smiled, waved his hand, and a jar of wine appeared on the table, and as soon as the wine lid was shifted and twisted, it was opened, and the fragrance of wine spread in an instant.

"Flower carving, aged flower carving." The old man said.

Zhou Shengluo nodded: "Once after the flower carving manufacturer, I knew that there was a batch of fifty years of flower carving I bought, this flower carving, aged taste good, but the back of the neck is too big, ordinary people can't bear it, so the general manufacturer sells twenty years, ten years, five years and three years, no one wants these fifty years, just I don't dislike it and buy it." ”

"People who don't know about wine don't know that this Huadiao wine is getting older the better, and the older it is, the more it tastes of longing." The old man opened the wine jar, but he didn't pour it, and drank it directly.

After a few sips, he said, "It's really good wine." ”

Then he said: "Many people like to drink champion red or daughter red, but I think this flower carving is the best." ”

"I've also heard folk tales about these three wines." Zhou Shengluo peeled it again: "It is said that in ancient times, a boy was born in the family, and he made wine as soon as he was born, and when he grew up, he participated in the imperial examination, won the championship in one fell swoop, and became the champion, and then he got the name of the champion red, which is an expectation for the boy in the family." ”

"Ancient people, that's what they expected, otherwise what else could there be." The old man waved his hand and said, "I like Huadiao because of the taste of vicissitudes in it." ”

Zhou Shengluo casually took out another jar of wine, opened it, took a few more cups, and then poured it for everyone to taste.

Shen Yin waved his hand: "I'm not interested in wine, and I always think that wine will mislead me in doing things, so I still don't drink, you guys drink." ”

"Good wine." Men like wine, no, Shen Yin doesn't drink it, everyone else drinks it.

Zhou Shengluo said on the side: "Flower carving, withered flowers, for my daughter's family, is actually the most cruel thing. ”

"I've also heard this story, I heard that after the folk give birth to a daughter, they will make wine, and then bury the wine under the flower tree, and wait until the daughter gets married, take it out, this is the daughter red, but once the daughter dies in the middle, the wine taken out is the flower carving, and the homonym comes from the withering of the flower. Meaning: The flowers withered. It also shows that the girl died young. Luo Rihui said directly.

"Mr. Zhou Sheng's flower carvings are more than 50 years old, no wonder no one buys them." Fifty years of flower carving, thinking of the girl who died fifty years ago, doesn't this make people feel sad.

"It's just a story, and you're not crazy men and women, so there's nothing to say." Shen Yin directly took out a section of sugarcane and gnawed it:

"Whether it's Champion Red, Daughter Red or Huadiao, it's actually just a wine from the distillery, but there's just a bit of a problem with the recipe.

The alcohol content of Zhuangyuan Red is significantly higher, which means that the purity is a little higher, which makes people feel a feeling of excitement after eating.

And the daughter's red wine has more soft heavenly water, which gives people a feeling of warmth like water, indicating that the daughter has grown up.

The wine in the flower carving is obviously a mountain spring, the ratio of ground water is a little more, plus the water of the sky is mixed, so as to form a sense of vicissitudes, after a long time, the alcohol volatilizes away, and the taste left is stronger, and the taste of the vicissitudes of life is naturally more heavy, so as to conform to the meaning of the flower carving. ”

Shen Yin waved his hand, and then said, "Actually, there is nothing else, so you don't have to pay attention to it at all." ”

As soon as Shen Yin said this, except for Zhou Shengluo and the old man, the others were stunned for a moment, and then laughed, they were the ones who got into the horns.

"Who told the story first?" Sima Yangchen expressed disbelief.

His eyes fell on Zhou Shengluo, Zhou Shengluo raised his eyebrows: "I told the story first, but I said it, it's a story, I didn't expect you to take it seriously, this story is a story, the story and reality itself are different, do you take it seriously?" ”

Hitting a rake backwards is really what Zhou Shengluo is good at.

Sima Yangchen snorted, poured himself another glass of wine, and then took a big drink: "It is said that they drink a lot of wine, eat meat, and have wine but no meat, which is a bit of a pity." ”

"Here you go." Shen Yin threw out a large piece of roe deer meat that had been roasted and stored some time ago: "Isn't it just meat, for you, how can such a small thing make you regret, don't worry, it will definitely not make you regret." ”

Shen Yin patted his chest and threw a lot of barbecue meat on the table, but this time in addition to roe deer meat, there were other game meats such as snake meat, pheasant meat and wild boar.

(End of chapter)