Chapter 227: Talang Wine Song

"The name of this wine is Qiu Lubai, which is brewed by the Imperial Capital Tianqi Diaolou Xiaozhu. It is said that only on the fifteenth day of each month, the Diaolou Xiaozhu will take out three pots of Qiu Lubai to entertain distinguished guests. Even our Qingzhou Mujia, It took a lot of effort to get this pot from Tianqi." Mu Chunfeng introduced with a smile.
Qiqiu Lubai is a well-known wine in the world. Mu Chunfeng was a little proud, but the four people in front of him were indifferent, and Tang Lian, who was the most polite, had only a faint "Oh".
"This wine is Hantan fragrant, it is the famous wine of Nanjue Luoxiang City. After brewing, this wine is buried under a hundred feet of Hantan, and it is taken out a year later. It has a bitter taste, but it has a touch of peach blossom wine. Compared to autumn whiteness, Even better!" Mu Chunfeng had to bring out the Tibetan wine that he would never bear to drink.
As a result, Tang Lian, Lei Wujie, and Sikong Qianluo still looked indifferent, but the most indifferent and bleak in the usual way responded: "Oh, Hantanxiang, it is indeed a rare wine."
Mu Chunfeng collapsed a little. He thought each other was a teenager, and the teenagers were lovers of wine, but the few people in front of him were not moved when they heard such top wines. There was only one possibility-they didn't understand wine at all. . In their opinion, Qiu Lubai and the old trough of the roadside inn have a taste! Mu Chunfeng suddenly felt distressed about the altar of cold fragrance.
"You guys, don't like to drink bars?" Mu Chunfeng finally asked.
"Love to drink." Tang Lian replied simply.
"I love drinking very much." Lei Wujie added.
"What wine do you like to drink?" Mu Chunfeng asked cautiously.
Tang Lian thought for a while: "The wind, flowers, snow, and the moon are softer, but it is the most commonly drunk, but you should drink different wines on different festivals, such as Sang Luo, Xinfeng, Cornus, Song Mush, Chang'an, Tu Su, Yuan Zheng, Osmanthus, Du Kang, Songhua, Shengwen, and Prajna are all good wines. But the seven Starry Night wines are the best to drink. Unfortunately, there are few chances to drink, and they can only occasionally rub the light of the three city masters. Tianshu, Tianxuan , Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang are really wonderful."
Mu Chunfeng was stunned at first. Tang Lian was talking about some well-known wines, thinking that he really knew wine, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became. Seven Starry Night Wines! That is a wine far above Qiu Lubai! Compared with it, even Han Tanxiang is not worth mentioning.
Because the seven starry night wines are wines that only one person can make.
"You can drink seven Starry Night Wine!" Mu Chunfeng said in surprise.
Sikong Qianluo was stunned: "I often drink too, what's so strange. I think it's not as good as Fenghuaxueyue, it's too strong, not sweet enough!"
Lei Wujie thought for a while: "Oh, that's the wine. We drank it that night together."
Xiao Se nodded: "Yes, that night we drank the Starry Night Wine that won the Diaolou Xiaozhu Qiu Lubai."
Tang Lian looked at Mu Chunfeng with a surprised expression, thought for a while, and said, "Have you forgotten who my master is?"
"My master, it's the Brewmaster Baili Dongjun."
Mu Chunfeng's heart shook, and then he reacted. Sitting opposite was the disciple of the three city lord of Xueyue City. Back then, the legendary city lord Baili Dongjun was only a young man, carrying seven lamps. Starry Night Wine went up to the Diaolou Xiaozhu, surpassing Qiu Lubai and became famous all over the world. Mu Chunfeng smiled awkwardly, then poured the wine: "Come, come, drink the fragrance of Hantan."
Xiao Se had a drink first, closed his eyes and nodded slightly, then put the glass down.
Sikong Qianluo's eyes lit up: "It has a delicious peach blossom flavor, this wine is good."
Lei Wujie also praised: "Good wine, drink again."
Mu Chunfeng held the wine glass, looked at Tang Lian, and said tentatively: "Chunfeng is also a good wine person. I don't know if Brother Tang can invite me to drink Starry Night Wine when I return to Beili this time."
Tang Lian shook her head: "The last altar was secretly drunk by us last time. Master went out for a wandering trip, and I don't know when he will be back."
Mu Chunfeng looked disappointed: "It turned out to be so, that's really a pity."
Xiao Se suddenly said, "Didn't the Confucian Sword Immortal give you a copy of "Wine Scripture" last time? Isn't there a way of brewing seven Starry Night wine in it?"
"Yes, yes, but I'm not a master, and I don't have much interest in making wine. If you drink something, you can drink it. If you don't drink it, you won't make it yourself." Tang Lian shrugged.
"Jiu Jing?" Mu Chunfeng's eyes lit up, "Brother Tang might let me take a look?"
"Do you still like making wine?" Tang Lian took out the "Wine Scripture" from her arms and handed it over casually, "I don't understand your rich man's preferences."
Mu Chunfeng had taken the "Jiujing", and the more he read it, the more he was shocked: "It really is this book! It turned out to be this book!"
Tang Lian was taken aback when she saw this: "This book is precious?"
"It's too precious, no, I can't read it anymore, it's not like stealing it!" Mu Chunfeng closed the book and handed it back to Tang Lian.
Tang Lian was puzzled: "It's not just a book about wine making. I have no interest. You can look at it more and there is no problem. It's just a gift from a predecessor. It is not convenient for me to give it to you. How about you take it and read it for two days?"
"Confused!" Mu Chunfeng scolded angrily.
Tang Lian and Xiao Se looked at each other, and they didn't understand why Mu Chunfeng was suddenly angry.
"Xiaobai floated thirty cups in succession, his fingertips rang with spring thunder! Do you really think it only talks about making wine?" Mu Chunfeng said anxiously, "The seven Starry Night wines you drank may be just ordinary wines, but your Master Bai Li Dongjun can clearly brew even more terrifying Starry Night Wine. Each drink can raise a realm with force. The wine scripture records winemaking skills, but it is a peerless wine that helps to improve skills!"
Tang Lian was startled by Mu Chunfeng's tone, and swallowed, "Master's wine can indeed help people improve their level, but is it really learned from this book?"
Xiao Se thought of that night, Lei Wujie drank the wind and snow that was caused by the moonlight, his skill level increased several realms, and he couldn't help feeling that the book in front of him became heavier. He turned his head to look at Lei Wujie, but saw that Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo had their eyes flushed.
When everyone was talking, the two of them sat for a cup and then drank a cup, but they didn’t know the fragrance of the cold lake. Although it was sweet and peachy, it was one of the rare spirits in spirits, even Xiao Se and Tang Lian. People who are strong in alcohol don't dare to drink too much.
"Okay...good wine!" Lei Wujie laughed loudly, and suddenly drew his sword and rushed out.
"Lei Wujie, where do you want to... go... we, continue to drink!" Sagong Qianluo dizzy and fell asleep.
I saw Lei Wujie holding the sword, and suddenly stepping into the sea again, undulating in the waves, dancing wildly with the sword.
"I want to ride the wind northward, and the Xueluo Xuanyuan is as big as a seat.
I want to take a boat to swim east, and Fairy Chuoyue stands in the wind.
I want to travel thousands of miles in the clouds, how can the temple dragon chant me
The sun shines on the top of Kunlun, and the sea is desperate to see the green mountains.
Changfeng Wanliyan returns, no one will return without seeing Tianya! "
He sang loudly above the sea.
The Mu Chunfeng who came out was stunned for a moment: "This poem is poetic and heroic, but this is the first time I heard it. I don't know who wrote it?
Xiao Se smiled: "I am a monk."