Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

Qing'er's eyes widened, and the drink in her hand stopped.

"What? You said that this wine tastes weird! Hey! Let me say three..., deputy gang leader Leng, have you ever drank wine? Our family's wine is the first and second in the capital." Qing'er's small mouth did not stop, crackling Here comes a pass.

Leng Rui took another sip carefully to confirm that his feeling was correct. After tasting the wine carefully, it had a somewhat peculiar smell, as if the water had been stale for a long time, and there was an inexplicable sense of discomfort.

But this peculiar smell is hidden in the spicy and slightly sweet taste of the wine, and you can't taste it if you don't pay attention.

Leng Rui has drunk a lot on earth, and has studied the characteristics of various wines, so he is quite familiar with the brewing process.

"No mistake, this wine is somewhat flawed." Leng Rui tried his best to use euphemistic language, after all, he came to borrow books today, so he should have a better attitude.

"Hey! Deputy Chief Leng, see if you can, just open your mouth and say that our wine is not good, have you ever drunk?" Qing'er was a little anxious.

"Drinking for the first time!" Leng Rui said honestly, it was indeed the first time for him to drink wine in this world.

Qing'er stood up suddenly, and said with a small face angrily: "You said you, the first time you drink, you talk nonsense."

Leng Rui just smiled and didn't refute. He knew that people's tastes are determined from childhood. People in Wangjing have drank this wine since they were young, and they must not be able to taste the peculiar smell. Just like the original earth, Maotai-flavored wine is said to be "long-lasting aroma and sweet aftertaste", but it is said to be "a smell of swill".

"Hey! Why don't you talk anymore, since the wine is not good, you should say one, two, three, four!" Qing'er was still angrily.

"I reckon that the wine has such a bad smell because of the bad ingredients." Leng Rui didn't want to argue at first, knowing that he couldn't be distinguished from this yellow-haired girl. However, the pride of the chemical man made him unable to restrain himself from saying another word.

"What did you say? The ingredients are not good?" Qing'er almost jumped up.

"Do you know that in order to make good wine, our family never buys rice from other people's homes. We farm it ourselves, and only use the first-class rice to make wine. The food that people eat is not that good." Qing'er was really anxious this time. Yes, her little face flushed red.

"Okay, okay!" Leng Rui perfunctory casually, not wanting to discuss this issue any more.

"No! You have to make it clear to me today!" Qing'er's young lady lost her temper.

"What's the matter? I'm still relying on it! I have nothing to do with whether your wine is good or bad, I can't even comment on it! This shitty place is worse than people on Earth."

Leng Rui felt a little angry.

"You talk! If you don't talk, I won't give you food!" Qing'er became even more anxious.

Leng Rui smiled, stood up and prepared to leave, he was not allowed to mess around with this little girl anymore.

At this moment, the door opened gently, and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Father! Why are you back?" Qing'er asked in surprise.

"There's not much going on over there, so I came back early. I heard that you are entertaining little heroes, so I came here to see which little hero our family Qing'er has taken a fancy to."

Leng Rui realized that it was Qinger's father who came back.

Taking a sneak peek, he is a handsome and elegant man.

He is tall and tall, wearing a white robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a three-point smile on his face. Not like a shopkeeper, but like a scholar.

"Little Master, please sit down, are you Yunhuo's third disciple?" Qing'er's father asked politely.

"Yes, excuse me!" Leng Rui replied politely.

"He is now the deputy leader of our Tiandihui!" Qing'er interrupted hastily.

"Tiandihui? It's interesting, and the tone is not small! Is it your name?" Qing'er's father turned to Qing'er and asked Qing'er.

Qing'er blushed and said in a low voice, "No, it was Leng Rui who started it."

"Leng Rui?"

"It's Sangouzi, his name is Leng Rui." Qing'er said quickly.

"Hahaha! I'm sorry! It turns out that the little Master's name is Leng Rui. Yes, the name is very bold." Qinger's father said with a smile.

"Nobody, you are laughing at the work of the game." Leng Rui hastily said politely.

"Haha! At such a young age, I'm quite humble. My husband's surname is Xiao, and his first name is Xiao Jun. This is my little girl, Xiao Wanqing."

"Mr. Xiao, I'm really sorry to bother you." Leng Rui said.

"It's okay, this is your children's business, I don't want to get involved. It's just that I heard from the little Master just now that the wine has a strange smell, and I want to hear what the little Master said." Xiao Jun sat down, next to each other. Looking at Qing'er, she said to Leng Rui.

"You're just talking nonsense, shopkeeper Xiao, don't take it seriously." Leng Rui quickly dismissed it, he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Father, we're just joking, and you take it seriously!" Qing'er was not happy anymore.

"Qing'er, you know that your father has been obsessed with brewing wine for many years, and he is determined to brew the best wine. What the little Master said is right, there is indeed a peculiar smell in this wine, which ordinary people can't drink." Xiao Jun said slowly.

"Huh?" Qing'er was a little surprised.

Leng Rui also took a look at Xiao Jun, but he didn't think it was strange. A person who is obsessed with brewing wine cannot fail to drink the strange smell in the wine.

"Master Qing'er, let's serve the food! Your world will open, and I will also drink a glass of bouillon." Xiao Jun said jokingly.

"Father!" Qing'er blushed, and then ordered outside the door: "Uncle Tang! Serve the food!"

There was a reply from outside the door, and footsteps were heard going away.

After a while, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. An old man with white beard and hair and a red face led two young men and brought four plates of dishes.

"Grilled fragrant pig!"

"Braised Golden Scale!"

"Steamed three crows!"

"Cold bamboo shoots!"

The old man reported the names of the dishes one by one, nodded, and said: "The dishes are all ready, use it slowly!".

Turn around and retreat.

Leng Rui took a closer look at these dishes, and they were really different.

The other three items were also common, but the plate of braised golden scales was different. In the thick sauce, six huge scales were neatly arranged, crystal clear like jade.

"Come on! Try our Xiao family's cooking skills." Xiao Jun said politely, picked up a piece of fish scale and put it in Leng Rui's bowl.

"Is this a fish scale?" Leng Rui asked hesitantly.

When Qing'er heard this, she pursed her lips and snickered.

"Yes, these are the scales of the golden carp in the Panlong River. Speaking of this golden carp, it is also unique in the Panlong River, and its meat is also ordinary, but the scales are rare, the bigger the more precious, and its mild nature , nourishing qi and blood, adjusting Yin & Yang, and tastes very good. A scale like this can’t be bought without two taels of silver.” Xiao Jun saw that Leng Rui had never eaten it, so he introduced it with a smile.

Leng Rui picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, a strange fragrance immediately permeated the mouth, it was warm and moist, and it melted in the mouth. Suddenly, he felt a coolness in his stomach, and immediately, there seemed to be a warm current in Dantian, making him feel comfortable Convincingly flow to the limbs.

"It's so delicious!" Leng Rui was really a little silly.

Xiao Jun looked at it with a smile, and kept thinking in his heart that he had something on his mind.

Ten years ago, a Thin Toutuo came to the shop for a drink, and he sighed after both mouthfuls: "It's a pity! There is no good wine in such a big city of Wangjing!"

Xiao Jun has been obsessed with brewing wine for many years, and he thinks that the wine of Xiao's family has entered the family room and ranks among the top grade. That's why I dare to call myself "Zuixianfang".

Hearing what Thin Toutuo said, he couldn't help asking.

After the two chatted, Xiao Jun knew that there was a strange taste in his wine, which was far from the real good wine. It's just that the people in Wangjing City have gotten used to it since they were young, and they don't feel that there is anything wrong with it.

Xiao Jun knew that he had met an expert, so he hurriedly asked for advice. Unexpectedly, Thin Toutuo smiled slightly and said: "Ten years later, if someone says that this wine tastes weird, this person will be the noble person you hit, and you will keep your incense burning, soaring to the sky. Don't let the secret out, remember! Remember! !"

Before the words were finished, the person had disappeared.

Xiao Jun paid attention, this is a fairy! After waiting for ten years, this year happens to be the tenth year.

He didn't go anywhere this year, and listened to customers chatting in the store from time to time, but all he heard were praises, and occasionally a few people said that the wine was not good, it was nothing more than cold or hot, too few and weak, Borrowing wine to make trouble, just want to rely on some wine money.

Today, I happened to hear that my little girl Qing'er invited someone to dinner, so I was a little curious, and tiptoed over to see who it was.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard that sentence, "This wine tastes weird."

He was startled, could it be that the person Thin Toutuo said had arrived?