Chapter 129: . Mingqiah Mingshi sparkling Mingji 【2】

Longzhong Tombs: Mingqiah, Mingqi sparkling Mingqi [2]
Hu Zhannan reached out and shook those jars, "Good thing
Su Yudan held Bai Nen's arms in both hands and glanced at Hu Zuonan, and said to him: "A bunch of broken pottery, you will have to take it home to pickle. [26nbsp;]" She knew this thing Yes, but this is intentional. It is not a good thing that such a large object on the bright surface cannot be taken away. No one would think she was unprofessional.
But privately, Di Lin dislikes human greed the most. Su Yudan fears that Di Lin doesn't care about everyone's life because of this. In fact, as far as she alone is concerned, she likes it very much and took photos one by one.
Di Lin stepped back a few steps, looking at the excited look of the little slave, but desperately trying to cover it up. He was in a good mood and his lips rose slightly.
After hearing this, Hu Zhaan rolled his eyes and looked at Su Dannuo, and said, "Who said I am thinking about this tank, how can I be a man without any pursuit, otherwise it will not be the same as a corpse."
Su Weimu smiled heartily, as she saw, this scumbag man might be an old corpse, and there was nothing to pursue except the bright weapon. After seeing the scumbag, he saw him pull out Hansensen's dagger from the waist and knocked a pry, and opened the pot of mud on a jar of wine.
Suddenly, a peculiar smell came out of the house. It was a taste similar to traditional Chinese medicine. The aroma was nasal, and Su Yuwu smelled strange.
Su Weibin had heard of the wine in the ancient tomb before. Daddy Su used to drink alcohol when he was still alive. She often held a small tin pot in her hand. At that time, she was young and looked at her. When I found it interesting, I pulled Rong Feng while the adults were not unscrewing the lid. Rong Feng was a stable man since he was a child, and he refused to drink. Su Yudan simply slurped himself. After a while, the person was dizzy and unconscious.
Afterwards, Su Yudui heard that the wine in the pot of the father was not ordinary wine, but the cellars pulled out of the tomb of the old ancestor could make people drunk for more than ten days. She only said that it was an adult. Joke, otherwise how could she drink at a young age and it's okay.
Su Yumu recalled that he had looked at Rongfeng at the beginning. Apparently, the two of them tacitly thought of something, and smiled at each other.
Hu Zannan's movements were big, and soon everyone was curious and looked over.
The wine is black, very thick black, and the water inside has been completely evaporated in the middle of the years. The half-person high wine jar has only a little left. The sighted people will know at a glance that this is the wine. The essence of old age.
Hu Zuonan put the big bag on the ground, raised his eyebrows, smiled and took out a bottle, poured a pot, and picked it up.
The pot is filled with a pot of millennium-aged wine, which has just reprimanded others for having a shallow eyelid, but it has reached its own head, it is not as good as people. But I do n’t know if I do n’t take out the millennium aging. I just could n’t see the wine in the jar, but now I can see it really.
Although the wine color is black but it still shows a little light, there can be vaguely turbidity in it. The semi-thick and non-thick appearance reminds me of the black lotus powder that has not been boiled. The wines are too far apart.
"The aging of these millennia is rare, and the lees underground are treasures. It is said that if you eat it, you will live forever!"
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