1009: C1009 It's Simply Crushing

C1009 It's Simply Crushing

Although there were still more than ten jars of wine on the table, no one could tell which one was better. At this moment, everyone knew that Faang Lingqiu was no doubt inferior to Ye Meng in terms of identifying wine.

"You are just lucky to see the words carved on the wine jar! I don't believe you really know how to distinguish wine! "

Faang Lingqiu was not convinced, but he still refused to admit defeat.

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the remaining unsealed fine wine.

There were no words on the wine jars.

Faang Lingqiu heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

After a while, he said in a clear voice, "If you can distinguish the rest of the wine, even if it's just one jar, it's my loss!"

Without the hint from the wine jar, Faang Lingqiu firmly believed that Ye Meng would definitely lose!

"Sigh, why can't you think straight?"

When Ye Meng heard this, he pretended to be mature and sighed.

The next moment, he walked to the table and lightly flicked the wine jar beside his hand.

Ding!

A melodious crisp sound was instantly heard.

"This is the Wakabayashi Rika Jadechild Wine. It is aged for ten years and three months. It is brewed in the Eastern Village Restaurant. Although this jar of wine is not made by a famous person, it is still very expensive. It can be sold for at least 370 Top Quality Spirit Stoness on the market!"

"As for why this ordinary jar of Wakabayashi Rika Wine can be sold for such an expensive price, it is because the Wakabayashi Rika Wine produced by the Eastern Village Restaurant has the effect of strengthening one's foundation. After drinking the Martial Cultivator, it can stabilize one's foundation and has outstanding effects!"

Ye Meng's childish voice spread throughout the entire hall.

When the disciples of the various sects heard this, they were stunned!

The name of the Wakabayashi Rika wine was naturally heard by all the Martial Cultivator present. They knew that it was indeed like what Ye Meng said, it had the effect of strengthening one's foundation and regathering one's spirit.

However, Ye Meng could distinguish the age, location, and even value of the Pear Blossom Jade Drop Wine just by relying on the crisp sound produced by the wine jar!

This method was too miraculous, right?

After Faang Lingqiu heard it, he couldn't help but sneer.

"You said that this is the Wakabayashi Rika Wine, so it is the Wakabayashi Rika Wine? I don't believe it! "

As he speaks, he slaps open the seal with his palm!

A wine fragrance that carries a faint pear blossom fragrance instantly erupts in the air!

The Martial Cultivator only lightly inhaled a breath of the fragrance and instantly felt refreshed, foolish and intoxicated!

"This..."

Faang Lingqiu's entire person was in a bad mood. He was tongue-tied and dumbfounded!

This jar of wine was indeed as Ye Meng had said. It was a pear blossom jade drop wine, and it was a good wine that had been brewed for ten years!

As for the products of the Eastern Village Restaurant, Faang Lingqiu was unable to distinguish them.

"Ye Xiaoyuv's way of distinguishing wine is superb. It really makes people gasp in amazement. There is no need to distinguish the remaining wine. This match, Ye Xiaoyuv won without any suspense!"

At this time, Duanmu Yi's voice was heard. His words were full of praise.0

Hearing Duanmu Yi's words, Faang Lingqiu's expression changed several times in a row.

Finally, his eyes were red as he stared at Ye Meng and asked.

"How did you do it?"

Faang Lingqiu knew that he had suffered a crushing defeat, but he wanted to know how Ye Meng did it!

Even if he lost, he had to lose clearly!

"Stupid! The wine jar told this baby!"

When Ye Meng heard this, he curled his lips.

"Wine jar? Another wine jar?"

Faang Lingqiu was about to go crazy. There was clearly no indication on the wine jar this time, so how could Ye Meng tell?

Ding!

Seeing Faang Lingqiu and the surrounding disciples still confused, Ye Meng flicked the wine jar again, and a crisp sound rang out once again!

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