"Just taste one drop, don't taste too much......" The old man closed his eyes, leaned back on the wooden chair, and reminded Yu Yu.

Under the slight change in his eyes, Yan Yu seemed to have something to say, but he was dumb in the end.

Now she has become a mortal, but she knows that this old man is by no means a monk.

Coughing his throat, Yu Yu picked up the black wine jar. With a slight tilt and a bang, the teacup was filled.

Holding the teacup and looking at the wine inside, the taste of wine in the pale green liquid was very strong, but the bloody breath could not deceive him.

"You made this wine?" asked Li Yu, looking at the wine in his hand.

"Taste a drop and say more. He waved his hand, but the old man let Yan Yu taste it first.

Seeing this, Yu Yu stopped talking, put the teacup close to his mouth, touched his thin lips, and the tip of his tongue was only slightly.

As soon as the green wine touched the tip of her tongue, her body trembled violently. Between her eyes closed, her teeth clenched tightly, if she hadn't controlled it, she would have crushed the teacup in her hand in that instant......

After tasting only one drop, Yu Yu's body reacted violently, and the flesh and blood began to go berserk along with the bones......

"Good wine!" After muttering for a long time, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were red with rain, and he praised the word.

"This is the fruit wine made by my son who is far away in the national capital, can you taste any difference?" the old man sat up straight, leaned sideways, and looked at the rain.

Previously, the moon was dark outside the store, and he had never seen the old man's face clearly. Now, looking directly at his old face, Yan Yu found that he was too old. It's like a collapse of a serious illness......

"Drinking this wine, the blood is boiling, even Huang Tong can lift a thousand catties!" Retracting his eyes, Yu Yu put the teacup on the table, and replied slowly after sitting down.

Hearing this, the old man laughed out loud and said bluntly: "Boss, you are really not an ordinary person......

At this moment, Yan Yu did not speak. Because she knew that next, the old man who sold wine would say a lot to herself.

Leaning back on the chair again, he seemed to say with a hint of helplessness and emotion: "My family has been making wine for generations, and the art of fruit wine brewing is the most prosperous! When it comes to my generation, there is a problem......

This night, Yan Yu listened to the old man's expression with a look of memory, told his story, and listened silently, understanding that the old man was entrusting the afterlife.

The old man who sold wine never said his name.

He said his family had been making wine for generations. In his generation, he collected the culmination of his ancestors and became very famous in the 'Meng Kingdom'. It is also because of the merit of winemaking, it was given the surname of "Mengguo".

And this winemaking work is to help 'Mengguo' make a fruit wine blended with special fruits. This wine is nameless, but after drinking, it can make the soldiers of the 'Meng Kingdom' feel like a demon possessing the enemy when they kill the enemy in front. It is not a problem to block ten with one and kill a hundred with one.

Relying on the fruit wine he made, the 'Meng Kingdom' finally expanded the land area several times in just a few years. After most of the nearby kingdoms were destroyed, he chose to leave and no longer brew the fruit wine.

The reason is that he found out. Although people who drink their own fruit wine are a hundred times stronger at the beginning, they tend to lose their qi and become weak after that. Slowly, he understood the dangers of this wine. Stirring up one's own blood, you can bury a human life in a short time. This kind of wine is not what he wants to make. So, he chose to leave.

But, his son, the only son. But obsessed with this wine, or rather, obsessed with power!

The old man left by himself and hid in this Taiping Town. In the silence, brewing ordinary wine and living an ordinary life. However, the arrival of the rain gave him a passion for winemaking. However, this passion was shattered.

More than half a month ago, his son, who was far away in the capital of the 'Mon Kingdom', sent this jar of wine. After taking a drink, he already understood. This life-threatening fruit wine has made his son blend to the extreme.

Obviously, with this wine, the lord of the 'Mon Kingdom' will definitely provoke a war. At that time, how many 'Meng Guo' sons will die under this fruit wine, he knows in his heart.

Therefore, this time the old man came to leave Taiping Town, and finally saw Shang Yu, and entrusted her to brew some other kinds of wine for this restaurant and villagers. After all, he doesn't know when he will return!

"Wine is to drink water to warm the body. Wine is a refreshing wine after drinking. Wine can make people who have pain in their hearts forget their worries. Wine can make ordinary people happy...... My kid has been making wine for so many years, but he still doesn't understand the meaning of winemaking......" The old man sighed with his head, and he couldn't help but show a bitter expression after catching a glimpse of the fruit wine sent by his son.

Putting the teacup down, Yu Yu's hands were clasped together, and after a moment of silence, he asked softly, "When are you leaving?"

"I have rented the carriage of the money shopkeeper, and I will leave early tomorrow morning. With a calm face, the old man replied.

Yu Yu understands what the old man is going to do. But she also knew that with his old mortal body, nothing could be changed.

"Isn't Taiping Town bad? You went to the national capital, what can you change?" said slowly, Yan Yu looked outside the house, and his expression changed.

"Lord, I can't change the old man! But my kid should be changed......" Laughing to himself, the old man said, every time he mentioned his son, he revealed bitterness.

After being silent for a while, the rain shifted his eyes and looked at the old man who sold wine. Looking at his old appearance, Yan Yu finally felt pity and said: "Coincidentally, I will do a trick to make your son who is far away in the national capital know his way back, are you willing to wait?"

This time, Yan Yu was willing to make an exception for the old man who sold alcohol. Open the eyes of the infant and restore the monk's body. Although this will affect her state of mind that has calmed down for many years, she is willing to help him once. Because, the rain was reluctant to give up this old man, so he left! I didn't want this peaceful time in Taiping Town to be less fun......

"Forget it, my kid has a stubborn personality, and others can't persuade him. I didn't lead him to the right path back then, and now it's up to me to change it......" Standing up, the old man shook his hand, but his eyes revealed firmness!

Silent again, Yu Yu didn't say anything more. She knew that the old man had already made a decision, and she couldn't convince him.

"Boss, this jar of wine was just brewed by me a month ago, named 'Spring and Autumn Drunk', and it still needs to be cellared for a few years before I can taste the rhyme of the wine. Now, I'm giving it to you......" Pointing to the unopened wine on the table, the old man's eyes revealed a slight light, and he said slowly.

Looking at the altar of 'Spring and Autumn Drunk', Yan Yu laughed to himself and responded: "Okay, if you return to Taiping Town, I will also give you a jar of good wine, which is no worse than this 'Spring and Autumn Drunk'......"

"Haha, okay! Boss, if one day my kid comes back, remember to share a glass of 'Spring and Autumn Drunk' with him, and your wine that is no worse than 'Spring and Autumn Drunk'......" As he spoke, the old man walked out of the room slowly.

There was no wind or fluctuation outside the house, but he stood in the courtyard, glanced at the peach blossom tree, and seemed to be stunned for a moment before slowly leaving under the moonlight.

Perhaps, he waited for the rain to send him, but the rain never got up to send him. Because she knew that this farewell might never see each other again. She is not good at facing the picture of parting after all......

This night, the rain did not sleep. She buried the 'Spring and Autumn Drunkenness' that the old man had given her under the peach blossom tree, and poured the bloody fruit wine into the river.

In the courtyard of the courtyard, she looked at the sky, calculated the time, took out a jar of 'peach blossom wine' in the wine cellar, and walked out of the alley.

The early autumn morning was actually a little cold.

The old man who sold wine rented a carriage and drove out of Taiping Town, but was stopped by a person at the entrance of the town.

At the entrance of the town, Xiao Zhang had been waiting for a long time, holding a jar of 'peach blossom wine' in his hand and handing it to the old man who sold wine with some differences.

"The boss asked me to send it, saying that you can warm up your ...... on the road"

Looking at the 'peach blossom wine' in Xiao Zhang's hand, the old man nodded and got out of the car to catch it, and said leisurely: "Tell that little girl, it's okay to look at the female ring, it's not harmful for her to marry......"

On the carriage, the old man who was holding the jar of 'peach blossom wine' left, and if he asked Xiao Zhang to bring it back, he also smashed the wine glass again, and the scolding in his mouth never stopped......

Although time is slow, it seems to be a blink of an eye.

Taiping Town, autumn and winter have passed, and it is spring.

In the middle of the year, due to the closure of the "century-old wine", the "millennium wine" wine shop, there are gradually more different wine jars. On the wall cabinet of the wine shop, there are jars of different kinds of wine, some expensive and some cheap, to meet the needs of major restaurants.

Brewing these different kinds of wine, Li Yu also found that it is not the best 'peach blossom wine'. The 'Old White Mountain', which only sells ten copper plates and a pot, is also very popular among those who love to drink. Maybe it's related to the price, but some wines are used to drinking, so they have nothing to do with the price.

Brewing these mixed wines does not do much good to her winemaking process. It is also because the price is generally low, and the time spent is calculated, which is a loss for the merchants who open wine shops. But Yu Yu promised the old man who sold wine, so he would naturally continue to brew, even if he didn't make a profit in the end......

In the early morning, after Xiao Zhang moved all the wine jars onto the cart, the wine shop returned to calm.

Yan Yu sat alone in the counter, bowing her head and writing something with a brush, the ink was moistened on the tip of the pen, and after the words belonging to the 'Tianxuan Continent' were written, her life also began.

The little beggar in Yanjia Town, Shui Yunzi dressed as a Taoist priest, these things are no longer depicted with divine consciousness, nor do they exist in his mind, but are depicted with words. When expressing his experience in words, Li Yu has a new experience, as if he is interpreting his life from another angle, and can experience many things that he has never cared about before......

Back then, I didn't understand why Gongsun Hong wrote down his life in the jade slip. Now that she has incarnated as a mortal queen, she seems to have some understanding of Gongsun Hong's state of mind back then......