53: C53 Wine Contest

C53 Wine Contest

The little boy's got a couple of glass balls in his hand, hitting and hitting on the ground.

When he saw Shen Qingfeng, his eyes revealed a curious look, but he did not dare to go forward. He seemed to be afraid of strangers.

"Big brother, this knife is really beautiful. What is it used for?"

The child finally mustered up his courage and pointed at the cold shining devil blade and asked.

"This is a weapon used to kill." Shen Qingfeng looked at the little boy and revealed a warm smile.

At this moment, the old man had just walked out of the kitchen with a plate. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat and the plate almost fell to the ground.

"The best beef is here!"

An entire plate of cooked beef was carried to the table, occupying half of the table area.

This plate of meat was pieced together from the beef face and ribs. These two parts were less active, the meat was not very hard, the muscle fibers were thin, easy to chew and easy to chew.

If it was in a big city, it would not be easy to buy such good meat. It could be seen that the old man had put in all his effort.

"You little astringent box, what are you running around for!? You only know how to play every day, and you don't study."

"Go home quickly! Let's go into the house..."

The old man lifted his leg and gently kicked the little boy's butt. He put on a fierce look and raised his hand to slap it down.

The little boy was not angry. He made a face and twisted his little butt before running back into the house.

"The child at home is not sensible. It's fine as long as he doesn't disturb the little brother. You eat... Try this beef, I'll go get some wine for you! " The old man turned around and smiled apologetically, then ran back to the kitchen to get busy.

Shen Qingfeng picked up the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of beef, and put it into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he entered the stomach and immediately felt the fragrance in his teeth.

He did not have a good meal today, and he had been rushing for so long. Only now did he have an appetite.

Not long later, the old man brought out two pots of aged wine. He placed the bowl on the table and poured wine for Shen Qingfeng.

The Gao Liang wine was crystal clear, and its fragrance assailed the nostrils. As soon as it entered his mouth, it was mellow and refreshing. There was a lingering fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

Sure enough, it was a rare wine. It seemed that the wine fragrance was also afraid of the alley. The wine brewed privately was actually of such a standard, much better than the noble white wine that circulated on the market.

The old man looked at Shen Qingfeng's relaxed brows and knew that the customer was satisfied. A simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

One had to know that these two jugs of wine were left by the guests when his son married back then. They had been buried underground for more than twenty years, so the quality was naturally first-class.

"Old man, I heard that your Green Killing Gate Town used to be a red base."

Shen Qingfeng drank the wine and wanted to find someone to chat with. He also poured a bowl of wine for the shop owner.

"Yes, back then when Japanese fought here, he captured civilians to work as coolies, cut down sorghum, and built roads. Many people died back then!"

The old man sat on a bench by the side and thought of the old days. His eyes carried a nostalgic look.

"I heard that there is someone called Lee Yuanhu nearby. Do you have any impression of this person?" Shen Qingfeng asked in a seemingly calm manner.

This young man drank half a jar of wine in one breath. His face was not red nor did he breathe heavily. The old man was stunned by what he saw.

Only after hearing the question did he come back to his senses.

"Li... Lee Yuanhu, which village are you from?"

The old man had a suspicious look on his face. Lee Yuanhu was a figure of the older generation, how did this young man know?

"Who doesn't know? I've only heard of him once. It's said that his martial arts is very good."

"Oh, then I know. He's a hero! Back then, Japanese offended him. He single-handedly killed an entire battalion of Japanese. That was a man with iron bones! "

When the old man heard Lee Yuanhu's name, he could not help but feel respectful and gave him a thumbs up.

The people in this land were rough, rude, and revered martial arts. In that hot-blooded era, Lee Yuanhu was a person who dared to challenge the strong. Naturally, he attracted the respect of everyone.

"Is he really that powerful?"

Shen Qingfeng shook his head, as if he did not believe it.

There were five hundred people in a fully organized camp, and a warrior slaughtered the entire camp overnight. What realm was Lee Yuanhu at back then?

"Little brother, don't not believe me! I saw Lee Yuanhu go to the battlefield with my own eyes back then."

"Back then, he sang a wine toast and drank the wine we brewed. He brought everyone to kill Japanese, and with a single slash, he became a huge head!"

The old man drank two mouthfuls of wine, and soon, his face was covered. When he talked about what happened back then, his saliva flew everywhere.

"A wine toast? Older brother, do you know how to sing? Sing it to me?" Shen Qingfeng's eyes lit up, as if he was interested, and he asked with a smile.

The old man was not afraid of the stage. He stood up shakily and tried to straighten his back. His skinny body also showed some positive energy.

It was a toast song with a strong male voice mixed with the unique atmosphere of the land. It sounded vigorous and fierce!

A new wine brewed in the ninth month of September!

Good wine in my hands!

Good wine

Drink our wine!

Breathe up and down without coughing!

Drink our wine!

Boosting the Yin and strengthening the Yang so that the mouth doesn't stink!

Drink our wine!

A person who dares to take the green wine!

Drink our wine!

He does not kowtow when he sees the Emperor!

147, 369.

Nine return to one, come with me!

Good wine!

Good wine!

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Shen Qingfeng silently finished listening to the song. As the saying went, the lingering sound of the song beat around the bush. This song actually brought up his past memories.2

In that life, as a general in the Heavenly Court's army, he drank with the soldiers below to kill the enemy. He also liked to sing this song.

He picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one go. The clear Gao Liang wine wet his clothes.

His eyes were red, and a strong high-precision white wine burned in his stomach. A wave of killing intent mixed with the scent of alcohol spilled out.

He glanced at the old man. That kind of terrifying aura scared the old man so much that he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"It really is a good wine! This is the money for the wine. There's no need to look for the innkeeper!"

Shen Qingfeng took out a red note and slammed it on the table, picked up the magic blade, and left the inn with large strides.

After the gambling match ended, Lin Feng saw Shen Qingfeng's divine capital with his own eyes. After he went back, he began to mobilize funds and knocked out all 50 million in his bank account.

He had just mentioned twenty thousand yuan the day before yesterday.

The old man stood up shakily on the ground. Looking at the thick stack of bills on the table, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly chased after them.

"Sir, it's too dark outside. Let's rest for a night before leaving!"

But when he chased outside, he saw no one!

Logically speaking, a white robe would be very conspicuous even at night, but this youth seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

The old man swallowed his saliva and quickly closed the door.

He used a bag to pack his wallet and went back into the house to smash his grandson.

"Grandpa, what are you doing? I just fell asleep..."

The little boy rubbed his eyes and muttered discontentedly.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and pack up. We're not staying here anymore. Let's go into the city and look for your father!"

"I'm not going to school. Why would I come into the city?"

"What are you doing!? Kid, you don't know. After wandering around the gates of hell, we have to hurry up and escape. Hurry up and get up, stop talking nonsense! "

" Murderous mouth... I'm afraid the sky is going to change..."

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