The stall owner is an elderly man and a young woman, and the two appear to be a father and daughter, dressed like people in the world. The two of www.biquge.info are also monks, the old man has the cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, and the young woman is in the middle stage of Qi refining.

Qingfeng came to the stall, first glanced at the stall selling wine, and then asked the old man, "What kind of wine is this?"

Although the old man couldn't see Qingfeng's cultivation, he also knew that it must be much higher than his own realm, so he quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Senior, this is the Baihua wine brewed by the little old man with the ancestral secret method. ”

Baihua wine is also a kind of famous wine handed down by ancient monks, it is said to be made of hundreds of petals and nectar, it is very well-known in ancient times, but I don't know what the old man said about the ancestral secret method, there is a bit of truth. Qingfeng nodded and said, "Can I taste it?"

The young woman behind the stall hurriedly took out a small cup, opened a sealed wine jar beside her, and then poured a small glass and handed it to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng took the cup and drank it all, and began to slowly taste the Baihua wine, spicy with a fragrance, with a hint of sweetness in the fragrance, the wine was steaming, the aftertaste was long, and the breeze could even feel a trace of ancient meaning lingering in the heart.

This wine retains the charm of the ancient Baihua wine, and the ancestral secret method that the old man said should be true. It's just that the taste is slightly lighter, and it is estimated that there are not hundreds of petals and nectar used, and it should be mixed with some ordinary grains when brewing.

In ancient times, Baihua wine was a kind of spirit wine, which could slightly increase the aura in the monk's body, and it had some tempering on the monk's state of mind. This old man's Baihua wine is slightly worse, and it is impossible to increase aura, but there are still some functions to temper the state of mind. But it's already very good, and this Baihua wine is also a rare good thing.

Qingfeng nodded and asked, "How do you sell this Baihua wine?"

Finally met an interested customer, the old man was afraid that the price he quoted would scare away the other party, but this Baihua wine was the only thing he could earn a spare, and he and his daughter had to rely on him to improve their cultivation, so he hesitated for a moment, and whispered tentatively: "Senior, this Baihua wine is a jar of lower grade spirit stones, do you want it?"

A low-grade spar altar is indeed a bit expensive, no wonder no one cares about it here. Although this wine is also a spiritual wine, it cannot increase the aura in the body, but only slightly tempers the monk's state of mind. For other monks, what they lack is not the experience of their state of mind, but the improvement of their strength, and spending a lot of spars to buy these hundred flowers wine that is useless to themselves is a disease in the brain.

However, the breeze is different, firstly, because he does not lack this little spar, secondly, this Baihua wine is indeed of some use to him, and more importantly, because this wine reminds him of his master.

Qingfeng's master, Baicao Zhenren, is an excellent wine, whether it is a monk's spiritual wine, immortal wine, or ordinary wine brewed by secular people, as long as he encounters good wine, Baicao Zhenren will drink it drunk. As a little apprentice of Baicao Zhenren, although Qingfeng is not as fond of alcohol as his master, he also has some preferences for good wine.

After coming to the modern society, Qingfeng has drunk many kinds of modern wine, but the modern wine lacks the original charm, that ancient meaning, and the rest is only spicy and anesthetic, even if it is Du Kang, who has been inherited for thousands of years, it is no longer that taste. But now this Baihua wine has made him find that feeling, the taste is mellow and the aftertaste is long.

Qingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "This price is a bit expensive, but this wine is very much to my liking, so if it is more expensive, it will be more expensive." ”

Hearing that Qingfeng was willing to ask for it, the old man was overjoyed, his stall had been set up here for almost a day, but there was only one who asked for the price, and not even a jar was sold, and now it was finally about to open.

The old man cautiously asked, "Senior, how many altars do you want?"

Qingfeng asked rhetorically, "How many altars do you have?"

Listening to the tone of this senior, there will definitely be no less, and it seems that he is going to make a lot of money today. Her daughter's cultivation talent is better than her own, and with these spars, her achievements will definitely be higher than herself.

The old man said: "Senior, I have brought a total of eighty jars of Baihua wine this time, of which fifty jars have only been brewed in recent years, and the other thirty jars are old wine, which have been cellared for many years. ”

Eighty jars of Hundred Flowers Wine, all of them will cost eighty lower-grade spars, which is a lot of wealth for ordinary Qi cultivators. However, for Qingfeng, eighty low-grade spars is not much, not to mention that he can also use the Qi Refining Pill to pay for it, so it will be cheaper.

Qingfeng plans to buy all of these hundred flowers wine, use some of them for himself, and keep the rest for the master, although Qingfeng doesn't know when he will see the master again, but this is his own heart, keep this wine, and leave a hope for himself.

Qingfeng said directly: "I want your Baihua Wine, it's worth a total of eighty lower-grade spars, right?"

"You...... You're all about it? really...... Really?" a huge surprise fell on the old man's head, and he couldn't even speak. He thought it would be good to be able to sell three or five altars this time, but he didn't think that Qingfeng would directly wrap it up.

Qing Feng didn't answer the old man's words, but continued: "I am a Dan Master, and I have some Qi Cultivation Pills and Qi Transformation Pills in my hand, if you want pills, you can also use Qi Cultivation Pills or Qi Transformation Pills to pay. ”

The other party turned out to be a Dan master, no wonder he was so generous, and bought all his Baihua wine in one go. The old man silently estimated in his heart, and said, "Senior, if you have enough pills, I want to exchange them for twenty Qi Cultivation Pills and ten Qi Transformation Pills, do you think it's okay?"

If it is calculated as the Qi Refining Pill or Qi Transformation Pill of the next grade, the exchange ratio prescribed by the old man is not high, but the quality of the pills in Qingfeng's hands is very high, and most of them are medium-grade and high-grade, so after calculation, Qingfeng suffers a lot. However, he didn't bother to bother with the juniors in the Qi refining period, and directly agreed to the other party's exchange ratio.

Seeing that Qingfeng agreed, the old man directly opened the stall, revealing the neatly arranged wine jar below. There were only fifty jars of wine under the stall, which the old man said had been brewed in recent years, and the other thirty jars of old wine were hidden in a small cave behind them, and the old man and the young woman ran several times to move out of the cave.

Qingfeng swept it with his divine sense, and the thirty jars of old wine that were moved out of the cave were of different years, some were ten years, and some were twenty or thirty years old, and the two oldest jars had been cellared for at least fifty years, which was much better than those that had just been brewed outside, and this old man was still real.