Chapter 35 On Wine (please collect)

"It's worthy of the general's mansion. Even a lieutenant of Xiaoqi is a master of overseas merit. This is really a crouching tiger and hidden dragon." Mu Zifeng looked at the arrogant guy and had no expression. He just followed him into the house.

When he came to a living room, the captain just pointed lightly, "There is tea in the living room. You can do whatever you want. The general's mansion is under military control. Don't wander around.

Looking at the captain swaggering away, the martial arts master rolled his eyes, "What the hell? Isn't it just a small Xiaoqi captain? Do you really think you are a character?"

Mu Zifeng shook his head and entered the living room. He saw a gray-haired old man sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, humming a minor tune. From time to time, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, showing an intoxicated look on his face.

"Good wine!" Mu Zifeng moved his nose and couldn't help exclaiming.

The old man turned his head and looked surprised, "Little guy, do you also know wine?"

Mu Zifeng smiled gently. He naturally sat down on the chair opposite the old man and hugged his fist and said, "Some studies show that the old man should drink tea and wine. On the surface, it is tea, but it is actually wine. This kind of tea wine is extremely rare, and even the royal aristocrats may not have a chance to taste it.

"Oh, it seems that you really have two brushes, so what about the origin of this tea and wine?" The old man put down his legs and his eyes showed curiosity.

Mufu has been in the wine business for decades. Mu Zifeng has tasted all kinds of wine since he was a child. In addition, his eldest brother Mu Yu has traveled south and north and has seen many strange wines in the world, so he also has a certain understanding of wine.

"There is only a slight smell of tea and wine. Don't be surprised if you don't say anything wrong." Mu Zifeng thought for a moment before saying, "It is rumored that tea wine was brewed by a hermit master from a mysterious place more than 400 years ago. Ordinary people will think that it is a kind of fragrant tea when they smell this tea wine. Even tea tasting masters will be blind, but if you smell it carefully, there is still a faint smell of fire in the aroma.

Many mercenaries who came in with Mu Zifeng frowned when they heard it, as if they didn't understand what he was talking about.

The smell of fire? Ha ha, this is the first time I've heard of it.

"Fire smell is an artistic conception, because the water used for the fermentation of tea wine is flame water, and popularly speaking, it is volcanic magma." Mu Zifeng's nose**ed again, and the same intoxicated look appeared on his face. "It will take at least 30 years for this tea wine to make a real taste. The smell of tea and wine in the old man's cup is not pure, and there should be a lack of heat.

"Hahaha, good boy, you can guess it by smelling it with your nose. At the beginning, I tasted three mouthfuls before I found that I had been fooled. I didn't expect that I could meet my peers in this damn place. Come on, you can also have a taste.

Mu Zifeng shook his head slightly, "This tea wine is not something that ordinary people can taste. If it weren't for people who have practiced Yang to strong martial arts to take a small sip, the power of fire and yang contained in the wine is enough to burn their internal organs into ashes."

"What? What is this tea wine? It has such horrible power. The martial arts master and others opened their eyes wide and looked at the old man strangely. The old man's eyes were flat, his breath was weak, and his clothes were a little sloppy, but he had just had several sips, and there was no reaction at all.

"The old man is not simple, and his cultivation has been transformed. However, the life of good wine is free. Even if I have a presumptuous place, I don't think the old man will blame me. Mu Zifeng said servilely. In fact, since he recognized what kind of wine was in the old man's wine pot, he knew that the old man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed.

Those mercenaries were not fools. Seeing the old man acquiesced in Mu Zifeng's guess, they were stunned. They immediately looked respectful and stood aside silently, and even dared to breathe.

"Interesting, really interesting. I'm just a sorcerer of divination, and this small pot of tea wine is still a reward for a nobleman's divination. Today, I passed by the general's mansion and was just hungry. I wanted to gossip for the general and calculate his official fortune. The old man smiled cheerfully, took a sip of wine again, and then wiped his sleeves and wiped his mouth. "Now it seems that the old man's gossip is quite accurate. It won't be long before the owner of this house will become a magistrate. He can have a good meal later."

As I was talking, I heard the neat running sound outside, and then I saw the female dean coming in with a powerful general.

"Oh, the master's gossip is really an open-air machine." The general came forward and gave the old man a respectful bow, then glanced at Mu Zifeng, and immediately said in surprise, "Zifeng Xian's nephew, why are you here?"

Mu Zifeng quickly got up and said slightly, "I didn't expect that the owner of the general's mansion was the master of the God of War."

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet you here again."

The female head was slightly stunned, "The general has known him for a long time?"

"Before the great leader talked about the appearance of the meritorious man, I was still muttering that it seemed to be quite familiar, but now I suddenly realized that the great martial artist in your mouth was Zi Fengxian's nephew. You may not know that Zifengxian's nephew and the Zhao family of the Daxing Chamber of Commerce have a deep relationship.

Hearing the words of the God of War Master, the mercenary parade were stunned. It turned out that this guy had a big deal. The power of the Daxing Chamber of Commerce is far less than that of the knife and axe mercenary parade, especially the Zhao's ancestor, who is famous.

"What are you guys doing here? Go and prepare wine and vegetables. I'm hungry." At this time, the old man was a little unhappy and waved his hand annoyance. Unexpectedly, the master of the God of War did not have a trace of energy, but worshipped respectfully, "Master, please wait a moment, the wine and dishes will be ready soon."

"Ye, I like to be quiet. Except for this boy, the rest of the people should go out and find another place to eat and drink."

Master God of War looked at Mu Zifeng, and his eyes were full of envy. He took the rest of the people out of the living room. Mu Zifeng looked at his face and was even more curious about the origin of this old man. Judging from the breath alone, this so-called master who can only divination is an ordinary person, but what kind of status is the master of the God of War? He will not show such servileness because of that hexagram at all.

And the tea wine is indeed unbearable for ordinary people. Looking at him as water, it only shows that this person's cultivation has transcended the realm of external skills. It must be the ancestor of practicing qi, but the cultivation is too appalling, so it can be so ordinary. The so-called return to the original is probably the realm in front of you.

"Young man, look at your age and extraordinary knowledge. I travel around the world, and I have met a lot of good wine people, but you are the only one who can guess the origin of wine just by taste. I have no choice but to be two beautiful in my life.

"Ermei?"

"It's beautiful women and wine." The old man smiled proudly, and the smile seemed to be a little obscene. There was no master demeanor. "In those years, I was handsome and romantic, and I don't know how many beautiful women around me were crazy about it. Unfortunately, the beauty is like a flower. In an instant, I have passed that age. However, instead of weakening the hobby of wine, it is getting deeper and deeper.

The old man said a lot, as if recalling his glorious history. After a moment, a table of rich food was filled with tables and several pots of wine with different flavors.

"Young man, can you tell me if you smell this wine again?"

Mu Zifeng took the old man's Kaifeng wine, smelled it gently, felt it carefully and said, "This wine is of good quality, at least 20 years of fire. The wine is fermented with rootless water, mixed with seven precious medicinal herbs, then stirred with pure mountain springs, and finally sealed and buried 10 meters deep in the ground with oil mud. And this place should be humid and cold all year round. Because of this, when the wine is in the mouth, there is a little coldness in the hotness, which gives people a unique feeling.

When the old man saw that he was amazing, he also smelled it with his nose, but he shook his head, took a gentle sip, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, and then nodded approvingly, "If it's true, can you tell which seven precious medicinal herbs are?"

Mu Zifeng smiled and said, "The younger generation only identified seven different medicinal smells, but as for what they are, they can't know."

"Haha, it's difficult for you. I have tasted countless good wines, but I can't do this. But compared with you, my wine seems to be far behind. The old man laughed a few times, and then opened another pot of wine, "Kid, do you comment on this wine again?"

Mu Zifeng also smelled it a few times and said, "This wine is brewed with 28 kinds of fruits and fermented with a juice called lotus. It has been filtered and sealed for ten years. Unfortunately, the taste of this wine has an obvious bitter taste in sweetness, which is obviously a little insufficient when filtering.

The old man didn't believe it, took a sip, and then put the wine pot on the table and said angrily, "That bullshit general actually fooled me with such bad wine."

Mu Zifeng smiled and took the initiative to open the third pot of wine. After smelling it, he handed it directly to the old man, "You can also taste it and talk about the origin of this wine?"

"You are brave if you want to take the exam, but you can also show me my skills." The old man took a sip of wine, tasted it carefully, and frowned slightly. "It's another pot of spirits. This wine should be brewed from three kinds of rice, ten kinds of fruits and five kinds of medicinal herbs. Unfortunately, the water quality is not correct and there are many impurities, which makes the wine taste not mellow enough."

Mu Zifeng stared at him, as if waiting for his follow-up.

"Isn't it right?" The old man couldn't help taking a sip again, and this time his eyebrows frowned deeper. "It seems that there are some other things with a trace of dust." He was also a little uncertain. "Kid, let's talk about it."

"The old man is right about the raw materials of this wine. However, the water quality of this wine is also good, but when it is fermented in the later fermentation, a piece of auxiliary thing called mesh stone is put in the wine tank. This mesh stone can absorb all kinds of odors in the wine. However, the wine has been sealed for too long, which makes the mesh stone gradually decompose, and the wine naturally has a little dusty taste.

"Tut." The old man couldn't help squeaking his lips and his face was a little lonely. The proudest thing in his life was wine tasting. As a result, he was defeated by a child under 20 today. He can tell the advantages and disadvantages of the wine by smelling it, but he needs to taste it to distinguish the origin of the wine. Sometimes he may not be right.

"I'm hungry. Let's eat first." Mu Zifeng smiled secretly and picked up his chopsticks to eat.