Ding Xing and Meng Xiaotang buried the first jar of wine they jointly refined.

It was originally agreed to open the cellar and dig it in a few days, but it was delayed by a major event.

On the second day of the burial, Meng Shaogong, the deputy owner of the village, announced the opening of his white fat spirit cellar and took out the ancient famous brew 'mutton fat pulp' that he had sealed for nearly half of his jiazi.

At the same time, Meng Shaogong passed the news that the spirit cellar would be reopened in half a month, and if anyone in the village needed to borrow his white fat cellar to make moonshine wine, then send the cellar fruit to his cave mansion as soon as possible.

There are only five cellars at Château de la Château de la Château, and every time the cellar is opened, it is precious, and no monk on the estate will miss the opportunity to cellar it.

Since the news was announced, all the vineyards have been in full swing, and everyone has been busy.

Ding Xing gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, follows Ding Chenzhi to stay in the orange orchard, and picks orange fruits together.

He didn't do rough work in his hometown, Ding Chenzhi suddenly added such a heavy task to him, he was tired and listless, and the wine vat buried in the garden was forgotten by him, and he actually forgot about it.

Meng Xiaotang has the love of his parents, not as hard as Ding Xing, but he also lost the opportunity to play, his father originally had a tolerance in the village, and he made a special trip to ask for leave and return to the garden to harvest grapes, he couldn't be lazy, even if he was worried about his black jade wine vat, he could only put it aside first.

In the past half a month, when Meng Shaogong announced the sealing of the White Fat Spirit Cellar, Ding Xing and Meng Xiaotang finally had free time.

When each of them was not in the garden, they went to dig wine together.

Arrived at the tree pit.

Meng Xiaotang lowered his head first, like a puppy, stretched out his nose and sniffed a few times: "After being buried for half a month, it will definitely be able to refine the best wine, wake up and smell it, it is very fragrant!"

Ding Xing teased him on the side: "It's all dirt here, the wine vat hasn't been dug out yet, where is the smell of wine, you sleepwalk!"

Meng Xiaotang smiled stupidly and shook the wooden shovel in his hand: "Dig quickly, dig quickly!"

The wine vat was not buried deeply, and after a while, the two of them dug into the mouth of the tank.

Meng Xiaotang was anxious, and without waiting to dig out the wine jar, he reached out to grab it, but his fingers just touched the red silk lid on the mouth of the cylinder, and he screamed miserably, shaking his hand while jumping and shouting: "It's hot, it's so hot! It's burning me!"

Ding Xing saw his embarrassed appearance, he wanted to laugh for no reason, knowing that there was fire in the soil, he had to touch it with his hands in a hurry, this time he touched the moldy head, he was really anxious to eat hot tofu, the ancients did not deceive us.

However, Ding Xing did not directly hurt Meng Xiaotang's self-esteem.

He comforted him: "Is it seriously injured!"

Meng Xiaotang quickly took out a wine jug, spilled a pool of red-colored wine, smeared it on the spot where the blister burned out on his right finger, and after bandaging it, he replied: "It's not in the way! It's really strange, there is fire seeping in your garden soil, this is true, but how can this slight spiritual fire burn the black jade jar to such a high temperature!"

This temperature is enough to boil the water and the roots of the tree will be burned.

Ding Xing felt that his words were contradictory: "Since it is impossible, how can you be burned?"

Meng Xiaotang shrugged: "That's why I said, it's strange!"

He had the heart to explore, and he had the courage to touch the vat again.

"Huh, it's already cold! It must have seen the light and breathed, and the fire was evaporated!"

As he spoke, Meng Xiaotang pulled out the red silk lid of the wine tank.

First, a puff of steam rises into the air, and immediately a rich aroma of wine overflows.

The two of them spoke in unison, subconsciously babbling:

It smells so good!

stared at the mouth of the cylinder, sniffed vigorously, and looked three points of intoxication and seven points of surprise.

The wine in the jar has a very unique taste, which reminds Ding Xing of following his parents to the Baihua Valley outside Taining Town last year, and enjoying the scenery.

At the beginning, Meng Xiaotang once said that he buried the black jade jar under the fire orange tree, and the wine came out, and the heat rose and fluttered like a fairy.

It's not bad at all.

Ding Xing is already fluttering at the moment, this is the feeling.

"Xiao Tang, look at the appearance of this wine, it is crystal clear, as if it is a melted cyan jade, and the jade is filled with aura, which is in line with the characteristics of spirit wine!"

I could only ask Meng Xiaotang about the situation: "The 'Blood Fruit Wine' you refined before, is it such a psychic appearance?"

"Before?" Meng Xiaotang also looked puzzled: "I remember that the wine made from green gum grapes and scorpions last time was similar in appearance to mung bean wine in the mortal world, with a slight sense of turbidity, but the overall look is still watery, and today I don't know what is going on, but I actually refined a jar of wine like spirit wine, which may be due to the scorpion demon qi entering the wine." ”

He didn't care, he smiled and took out two wine glasses: "Whether it's mortal wine or spirit wine, drink it first! After drinking it, if it's spirit wine, we should be able to test its medicinal effect!"

Who knew that before Ding Xing caught the wine glass, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from a distance.

When they looked up, the horses were already galloping to them.

It's too late for them to hide wine.

I saw a green-clothed girl sitting on the back of the horse, it was Ding Xing's right Shewu Zhaoying, her mount had not changed, and she was still carrying Ding Xing's white hooves.

She carried a horsewhip and pointed at Meng Xiaotang and asked: "Across dozens of acres of land, I can smell the aroma of wine, where did I get the spirit wine?"

Meng Xiaotang was a little afraid of her, and hurriedly replied: "I brewed it with Ah Xing!"

Wu Zhaoying is two years older than Ding Xing, with a small face and a small mouth, but she is not small and cute, Xu is used to being praised in her own house, and always has a high-spirited attitude: "Even you, you can also make spiritual wine?

Meng Xiaotang seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and said unconvinced: "Stealing, Wu Zhaoying, don't slander people! Even if this wine is brewed by my father and I drink it, it is not called stealing!"

Wu Zhaoying didn't argue with him: "Since you have already admitted that you stole your father, then pour a cup and let me taste it, otherwise I will sue you!"

Meng Xiaotang knew that she was here to be cheap, and she had blackmailed her like this before.

Every time Meng Xiaotang endured humiliation and was oppressed by her, but today Ding Xing is here, Meng Xiaotang doesn't want to be soft, for fear of being looked down upon by Ding Xing, so he has the courage to refuse: "Why should I let you taste the wine I brewed with Ah Xing!"

Wu Zhaoying looked impatient, but she didn't get angry immediately.

Jumped off the horse, walked to Ding Xing, and asked, "You are Lao Ding's grandson, right?" My name is Wu Zhaoying, we are neighbors, what is your name?"

Before Ding Xing could reply, her left wrist was suddenly grabbed by her, and she showed great enthusiasm: "Meng Fatzi prefers to touch chickens and steal dogs, and it is easy to suffer when playing with him! Let's go, I will take you to his garden for a walk, there must be a lot of oranges hidden in your family, all of which he stole them!"

Ding Xing didn't trust Wu Zhaoying.

But although he was defensive against Wu Zhaoying, it had no effect, because his mana was too shallow, and his wrist couldn't break free from Wu Zhaoying at all, and he was gently tugged, and his body unconsciously moved back.

Meng Xiaotang saw it on the side, and suddenly felt anxious, he wanted to prove his innocence and chase after him.

He had just walked a few steps, and the white-hoofed horse suddenly rushed to the wine vat, opened the horse's mouth, and bit the mouth of the vat.

Sludge.

It gulped, and the entire vat was filled with wine.

At this time, Wu Zhaoying jumped high and returned to the horse.

"Drive!" Turning the horse's head, she quickly turned back to her garden, looked back, and snorted coldly: "If you don't let me taste it, then feed the horse, and no one can drink it!"