There is an ingredient in this world called Yunmai, which is the main food for low-level monks.

In addition to making everyone wrap their stomachs, Yunmai has a slight effect on the improvement of cultivation, and it can be regarded as the lowest spiritual material.

Yunmai is similar to the raw material He Ping needs, and it should be usable. If it really doesn't work, He Ping will try to see if he can collect a little barley through the secular world.

Now He Ping already knew that after a while, the sect would send some disciples out to purchase some commonly used items in the secular world.

For another thing that is needed for winemaking, He Ping also found a substitute. It was a spiritual material called hops. This kind of spiritual material is more expensive, but fortunately, he doesn't need much. With three spirit stones, He Ping took all the materials.

He Ping set up a big pot in front of the door of the cave and cooked a big pot of porridge-like things.

The pot was constantly bubbling with bubbles, and a stream of fragrance wafted far away. Many Wanshitang disciples came to watch, not knowing what peace was boiling.

When He Ping returned to the cave to get something, he found that the gold-devouring rat had woken up at some point, and was jumping up and down in the spirit beast room, looking extremely excited.

Seeing He Ping come in, the Gold Devouring Rat looked at him vigilantly, but did not attack.

Thinking of this, He Ping took a bowl, filled a bowl full of porridge from the pot, and put it in the spirit beast room.

The gold-devouring rat kept sniffing, glanced at He Ping, and then at the porridge on the ground, and cautiously moved forward.

It seemed that the little guy was very interested in this thing, and He Ping moved the porridge bowl forward a little, but he took two steps back instead.

The Gold Devouring Rat tilted its head to look at He Ping, as if he understood what he meant, and quickly ran to the edge of the bowl and took a sip of it.

Squeak, the gold-devouring rat was so scalded that he grinned, spit out a mouthful of porridge in the bowl, and screamed, expressing dissatisfaction with He Ping.

He Ping smiled, closed the door of the spirit beast room, and continued to take care of the porridge pot.

This pot of porridge has to be boiled for more than forty minutes, and the temperature will be different in different time periods, this is something worth three spirit stones, and there is no mistake.

While taking care of the porridge pot, He Ping thought of the gold-devouring rat in the spirit beast room. After the promotion, the gold-eating rat seems to have undergone some changes, it is a little less wild and more spiritual.

I don't know if it can send out an arc on its own now, otherwise its physical growth will be lost.

After cooking the porridge, He Ping poured them all into a metal jar. He Ping played a series of tricks at the jar, which was an ice shield technique to be added to his body, and he applied it like this to reduce the temperature in the jar.

He Ping moved the jar into the storage room and fixed it on an iron shelf. Boil another pot of boiling water and pour that pot of boiling water into the jar. He Ping used the ice shield technique to cool down the jar again.

After that, just wait for the slow fermentation. During the fermentation process, of course, you need to come by from time to time to control the temperature, otherwise it will make the wine sour.

He Ping began his daily penance again, in addition to penance, he also went to the edge of the misty forest every once in a while to pick some elixirs for the gold-devouring rats to eat.

A month later, He Ping received a bottle of his own wine. The liquor was much better than he had imagined, and as soon as the cork was opened, the rich aroma of the wine instantly filled the entire living room.

He Ping poured himself a glass and drank it in one gulp. The cold wine is like an ice line, straight to the bottom of the heart, making people feel refreshed.

He Ping took this small bottle of wine to Uncle Yu's cave mansion and respectfully handed the bottle up. Before the cork was opened, the golden liquor had already attracted Uncle Yu's attention.

Uncle Yu uncorked the bottle in a panic, took a deep breath, closed the cork again, and beckoned to He Ping: "You sit down first, I'll go get my best wine glass!"

As if he was afraid that He Ping would regret it, he actually carried a wine bottle and went to the inner room.

After a while, Uncle Yu came out with two crystal clear light blue wine glasses.

"You added ice shield to this bottle, right? My two glasses made of blue ice crystals can exude the power of ice, which is just right for this wine. After speaking, Uncle Yu put the wine glass on the table and filled the two wine glasses.

"Come, have a drink with my brother!"

This old guy doesn't even want a seniority for the sake of good wine.

He Ping picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Uncle Yu tasted the aroma of the wine carefully and was amazed.

"It's good wine, it's just a little unpleasant!"

The old guy looked at a third of the bottle, and this time he only poured himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother He, you should still have a lot of wine at home, right? You won't steal this wine from me, right?"

This old guy drank this bottle in one go, cup after cup.

"Well, yes, yes!"

Uncle Yu was full of praise, looking satisfied, "How many spirit stones?"

"Uncle Shi thinks this bottle of wine is worth how many spirit stones?" He Ping asked quietly.

"Two pieces... No, a spirit stone?"

Uncle Yu gave He Ping a very unexpected price.

A bottle of beer actually sold two spirit stones, and he tried his best to resist the urge to laugh crazy.

Uncle Yu was mistaken, thinking that he was too little, and explained: "Although this wine is good, the shortcomings are too obvious, and a bottle is not enjoyable at all." ”

He Ping's mood finally calmed down: "The disciple has not yet repaid the care of Uncle Yu, this bottle of wine can be regarded as a disciple's heart!"

Uncle Yu nodded, very satisfied, and greatly appreciated this sensible junior.

"In the future, junior nephew, forget it, let's talk about it as equals, if there is anything to do with the little brother in the future, just come to the elder brother, the elder brother will definitely do his best to help!"

He Ping borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "Then thank you brother first." ”

Yu Jackie Chan waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome! That one... Little brother, do you still have some good wine? Brother, I'm not very happy with it!"

"Don't worry about the wine brother, the younger brother is trying to ask the elder brother for help with something, and after the matter is completed, the elder brother can drink as much as he wants. He Ping said with a smile.

He Ping offered such generous conditions, but Yu Chengchan hesitated.

"You won't set me up, will you? Brother won't do anything that is not above board!" Yu Jackie Chan said with great righteousness.

He Ping secretly said in his heart, I don't know if asking for bribes is above board, this guy is really shameless enough.

"Brother don't worry, the younger brother just wants to sell wine with the elder brother!"

Yu Chengchan's eyes lit up: "So, we have a lot of such fine wine in our hands?"

"That's natural, although the younger brother doesn't have much wine, it's still no problem to support the consumption of a tavern. ”

"Really?"

Yu Chengchan became interested at once.

He Ping nodded.

Yu Chenglong thought for a while and proposed: "Otherwise, I'll pull one more person into the gang, and the three of us will build a restaurant in this square." ”

"But please arrange it for my brother, and I will only provide the wine. ”

"Okay, that's it. The so-called villain first and then gentleman, let's talk about the issue of sharing first! The little brother only needs to provide the wine, and don't care about the rest, how about taking a 30% share of the fine wine?"

Yu Chenglong's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a huge fortune.

He Ping hurriedly waved his hand and said: "That's not good, the wine is the signboard of this restaurant, I must take fifty percent!"

Yu Chenglong was a little anxious: "You are a shopkeeper, you don't care about anything, fifty percent is too dark!"

"It's not that I don't want to be a little brother, I can only provide forty or fifty bottles of wine a day, and if it's thirty percent, I can only get ten spirit stones, which is not enough to spend!" He Ping said with a wry smile.

He hasn't tried the Danfang in his hand yet, and he still has to keep that gold-devouring rat, which is really tight for money!

Yu Chenglong rolled his eyes and glared: "Who told the wine to sell a bottle of spirit stone?"

He Ping was a little puzzled: "Didn't the old brother say it just now?"

"That's my brother joking, joking! Let's not sell by the bottle, we want to sell it by the cup, two spirit stones and a cup! We also have to limit the number ......."

Yu Jackie Chan's eyes glowed with golden light, and his spit flew sideways.

Shameless, too shameless! This old guy sells a bottle of beer by this old guy on a cup, and he also has two spirit stones for a glass! He Ping feels that he is ready to sell a spirit stone and a bottle of wine is shameless enough, compared to this old guy, he is simply humble!

Yu Chenglong, who was talking endlessly, noticed He Ping's expression, was slightly stunned, and added: "Of course, we can change to a larger glass, and a bottle of wine can hold three glasses!"

"The elder brother said that the quantity should be limited, didn't the elder brother say at that time, 'The shortcomings of this wine are too obvious, and a bottle is not enjoyable at all'?"

Yu Chenglong was a little impatient: "You guy, you usually seem to be quite good, why are you not smart now? Just let them not enjoy it, hang their appetite every day, so that our business can be good!"

This old guy is really ruthless, but He Ping likes it!

"Understood, understood! But my brother only gave me thirty percent of the drink, which is indeed a bit less, or forty percent, right?"

"Oh, I'm really afraid of you, then let's go and prepare the wine, I'll contact the store about opening it." ”

Yu Jackie Chan left in a hurry, but he didn't expect such a big fat man to be a quick temper.

Twenty days later, a restaurant appeared on the edge of the square where the hall was located. There is only one building in the square of Nuoda, which is a bit comical. There is a huge plaque hanging above the main entrance of the restaurant, with four golden characters on it: "He Ping Restaurant".

Today is the first day of the restaurant's opening, and the restaurant has played the gimmick of free meals and free wine tasting.

Deacon Yu Jackie Chan and Deacon Zhao Xu of Qiancao Pavilion used almost all their networks to invite everyone to this remote location for wine tasting.

The three-story building of He Ping Restaurant is unexpectedly full, and many secular beauties, dressed delicately and lovely, shuttle between the various wine tables with plates, serving these seniors who usually can't even see each other.

The dishes are ready, and everyone is waiting for the so-called free tasting.

A red-faced monk said to the white-clothed nun next to him: "Yu Chengchan is clearly trying to tempt us with wine!"

"What wine can compare to Brother Guan's fiery wine?"

"That's right, there is a spiritual material in my fire that is taken from the blood of a hundred-year-old salamander, how can it be compared to mortal things?"

Soon after, glasses of golden wine were served on the table, and the rich aroma of wine permeated every corner. In the blink of an eye, every glass was empty. Even the white-clothed nun who sat next to the red-faced monk and never touched the wine had finished her glass.

"Wine!

"Bring the wine!"

The sound of asking for wine in the restaurant comes and goes, and even if you hear that you can only drink for free, it can't change everyone's interest in drinking.

Yu Chenglong and Zhao Xu laughed so hard that their eyes narrowed into thin slits.

What left the monks speechless the most was that everyone was having a good time, but the wine was gone. Many people left with a sense of unfinishedness.

Zhao Xu said worriedly: "Isn't this not good?"

Yu Chengchan smiled: "What's wrong with this? If you want to drink, you can come back tomorrow!"

He Ping Restaurant actually opened in such a remote place, and the business is still very good.