Chapter 121 Flowing Clouds

"Son! How do you feel about the wine I made by your father? Early in the morning, He Minghao called to ask.

"Yes, it can be called a peerless wine, but the aftertinous energy is not small. I feel a little dizzy after drinking five bowls." He Chen praised from the bottom of his heart and reminded He Minghao by the way.

"Ha ha! I knew this a long time ago. Ordinary people only have half a catty. Yesterday, I forgot to tell you that this wine can only be stored in wooden barrels made of willow wood. Other substances will taste bad, especially materials and glass. When drinking, it is best to drink it in a porcelain bowl, which can keep the smell of wine for a period of time. If you have nothing to do, you can get some small willow barrels. Just pack a catty and send it back to me by the way. It is estimated that 1,000 pieces are almost enough.

He Chen now understands why he directly got him a big wooden barrel. It turned out that he was waiting here. Under the education of his mother, his father also learned badly. The unparalleled alchemy was actually used to refine the barrel of wine. If the alchemy was effective, I don't know what kind of idea it would be. I had no choice but to return, but Dad's The request must be answered.

"It's beautiful and a little poetic! Don't ruin the good flowing clouds and catkins. He Minghao finally confessed again and hung up the phone without giving He Chen any chance to protest.

Liu Mu, He Chen knew that he had something to do again today. He drove to Xuanlang Mountain again. He found that it was really predestined with Xuanlang Mountain. Most of the trees on Xuanlang Mountain were willows, one of which was 30 to 50 years old can be seen everywhere, and there were many of trees that were hundreds of years old. Under the perception, it was within a few hundred meters around. There was no sign of movement. He Chen waved his blade and quickly liberated a willow tree with a thickness of six or seven meters into a space and changed several positions. He Chen stole three more trees as usual. He hummed down the mountain without being a thief. What he stole were ancient trees that were hundreds of years old. Anyway, there were dozens of trees on the mountain. Well, he can't be regarded as a root.

He Chen, a pencil, stopped painting, and more than a dozen paper balls had been thrown on the table. Looking at this small wooden bucket only 20 centimeters high, his brain rotated quickly, beautiful and poetic. Thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea with a flash in his mind. He took out a wicker and a few willow leaves. He Chen began. New refining.

Looking at the weeping willows gently fluttering in the wind in the small wooden barrel, the white clouds in the sky slowly flowing by, two white-bearded old men under the tree singing for wine, two little rabbits playing next to them, and four antique "flowing clouds and catkins", He Chen couldn't help boasting: "Perfect, I'm a genius."

With a model, it's not a small matter of a matter of refining a small wooden barrel. In less than two hours, He Chen made 1,200 wooden barrels. This speed is the best in the world, and I'm afraid he will have to bow down.

"It's my treat in the evening. I'll see you in the old place. Please inform them." He Chen called Guo Xu. Now among the four of them, Guo Xu is more leisurely, but compared with him, Guo Xu is also very busy.

Song Mingjie asked with a cheap smile, "Big boss, have you dealt with the two sisters-in-law?"

"Your mind is very problematic. Your mind is full of pornography. I haven't eaten with you for a while and got some good wine. I'm the first to think of sharing it with my brothers. If you don't want to drink, get out of here." He Chen had no choice but to kick Song Mingjie, which is the sweetness of the little boy now.

"Drink! Drink with the boss, and you will drink to death. Song Mingjie immediately expressed his attitude. In fact, he knew that it could be called good wine by He Chen. It was definitely good wine. During the Spring Festival, he stole two bottles of Maotai from his father. He wanted to show off. Who knew that He Chen only gave him the word "not bad".

"Good wine!" In surprise, the four people took a sip, and at the same time, they were excited to say that there was no need to be polite between the brothers. The remaining two bottles directly deprived He Chen of the right to drink and asked He Chen for a bottle of beer to relieve his glutaste.

There is another group of them. The business of tired birds is still booming as usual. Luo Yu and Sima Changfeng have arrived one step ahead of him, "You two are quite early!"

Sima Changfeng smiled and said, "You treat us a drink. Of course, we have to come early. I have just inquired about it clearly. Miao's most expensive wine here is 18,000 yuan a bottle. You are ready to use your underwear as a drink."

"Are you sure you want to drink a bottle of 18,000?" He Chen's smile made people feel a sense of conspiracy.

"I didn't say that." Luo Yu glanced at the broken bag in He Chen's hand and defected with no righteousness.

"Just kidding, how can we use our brother?" Sima Changfeng was not a fool. Luo Yu's reaction made him feel something was wrong.

"Cut!" He Chen despised the two people, walked to Uncle Hu's cabin, and gently knocked on the door. "Bo Uncle Hu, I'll get you some good wine. Are you interested in drinking?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? When Uncle Hu refuses to drink good wine, I'm just a little addicted to it. Uncle Hu opened the door and looked at He Chen's smile.

"Use your cabin to save you from disturbing other guests outside."

"You two guys, can't you come?"

"Haha! Come on, why don't you come!" Luo Yu and Sima Changfeng ran into Uncle Hu's room with a smile. Without Uncle Hu's instructions, they did not dare to enter Uncle Hu's room without permission.

It is said that Hu Bo's hut is actually not small. It is almost 20 square meters. There is only a bed, a desk and a small dining table in it. It is very simple and neat. He Chen looked at it and nodded, which is in line with Hu Bo's style.

On the table, there were four porcelain bowls. He Chen put the five small dishes he brought on it, and then took out the flowing clouds. Then he pulled out the small plug on the wooden bucket and poured half a bowl into each bowl. Looking at the things in the bowl, the three people were stunned as He Chen saw for the first time.

"Good wine! What a flowing cloud. Uncle Hu couldn't help admiring and looked at He Chen curiously. He really didn't know what else he had.

The four people began to drink happily. No one asked He Chen about the source of Liuyun Feixu. In their opinion, it doesn't matter how this thing came from. The important thing is that He Chen can take it out and share it with them. That's enough. If he can say it, He Chen will naturally say that he can't say it. If you ask, it will make each other embarrassed and hurt each other's feelings. It's not easy to have a brother.

"Brannran!" Without waiting for the consent of the people in the room, Qin Ke pushed the door open and came in. "You three are really unrighteous, and you don't say let us try it."

"Ah! Flowing clouds, when did you brew it? Qin Ke picked up the small wooden barrel and looked at it. When she saw the four words on it, she couldn't help exclaiming. She knew that He Chen had such an ancient prescription in her hand.

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