Longevity: One life at the beginning, cultivation base depends on dogs

Chapter 115

The sun is shining high.

A young man dressed in shabby linen came to a liquor stall outside the colorful Kasumsumi Gate.

This wine stall is still a long-established brand, and it is very famous in this area, and it is the best place for many refining qi and foundation monks to drink and discuss things.

It's just that for more than three hundred years, the monks have changed one stubble after another, and the owners of the wine stalls have also changed three waves of people.

But in the end, the craft of winemaking did not fall behind.

"Old man Zhang, come to the pot of wine!"

The Mai youth chose a seat and sat down and shouted as usual.

Then, an old man came out of the wine stall house, rubbed his hands and asked, "Daoyou, what did you say?"

"Are you going to have a jug of wine?"

The young man in Mai was stunned when he saw the person coming.

Then suddenly, he shouted smoothly.

Where is there an old man, it is just a character from more than three hundred years ago.

"Yes, I'm talking about a jug of wine."

The young man in Mai smiled, but he didn't feel too embarrassed.

A moment later, the wine was served.

The young man in Mai was still the same, and he poured it into his mouth when he lifted the wine jug.

The moment he entered, Jiang Mu tasted a familiar taste.

It is still the same old way, it seems that Old Man Zhang's craftsmanship has not lost its inheritance.

After taking a sip of the wine, the Mai young man dropped a spirit stone, did not stop, and turned away.

This person is Jiang Mu.

Walking in the streets, the layout of the houses is still the same, and there is not much change.

Following the familiar streets, Mai young man soon came to the opposite side of the most familiar courtyard.

In the end, it's just a meeting in the water, why do you come here?

Maybe it's because this is his first foothold in Tianyu.

Standing across the street, Jiang Mu saw the situation in the small courtyard.

The door was wide open, and it seemed to be a family.

It's just that the house is still that house, but the people are not those people.

Jiang Mu smiled, and the change of owners of the small courtyard was also expected.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mu turned and left.

He didn't look for Jerry Lee's family.

Everything is casual.

After walking around the familiar streets, Jiang Mu became a little numb.

One of the purposes of his coming out this time is to experience.

A blind retreat can no longer improve strength.

But after walking around, Jiang Mu found that these cultivators were very polite, and there was no conflict.

Jiang Mu can't rush up and give passers-by two big mouths, right?

In this way, he Jiang Mu has become a villain.

Xu is the cultivation level of the cultivators in this area is too low?

Everyone has low cultivation and is not from a good background, so naturally there will be no idea of bullying.

So Jiang Mu was thinking, close to the center of Colorful Xiamen, there are some big families living there, maybe it will be more exciting there?

It's best to come up with something, he Jiang Mu likes it the most, he hasn't done it for a long time, and it's a little itchy.

But in the central urban area of Colorful Xiamen, he Jiang Mu can't also go to the street and shout, I don't want to fight, right?

Jiang Mu stood on the side of the street, pondered for a moment, and decided to change the mode.

Open the central city of Colorful Xiamen with commerce.

The more lively the place, the more people fight.

In the past, in Old Man Zhang's wine stall, from time to time, there were monks who reddened their necks and argued, and they felt like they were going to fight.

I just don't know why I never fought.

At this thought, Jiang Mu's eyes lit up.

Set up a wine stall, earn spirit stones and refine your heart while refining your heart.

It is not important to earn money or not, the main thing is to refine the heart.

Jiang Mu didn't say anything, since he had a decision in his heart, he acted decisively.

The next moment, he arrived at the wine stall left by Old Man Zhang.

At this time, it was not long since Jiang Mu finished drinking and left.

Seeing that Jiang Mu had returned, the old man at the wine stall was very surprised and asked, "Daoyou, are you coming to drink again?" "

Jiang Mu is a raw face, and the old man has never seen it.

I thought that Jiang Mu drank a pot, the aftertaste was endless, I felt delicious, and I wanted to continue drinking.

"No,"

Jiang Mu shook his head,

and then clasped his fists and said, "I want Daoist friends to teach me how to make wine."

"Teach you to make wine?"

The old man looked at Jiang Mu for a moment and said in surprise: "My Taoist friend is young and his cultivation is unfathomable, why do you want to learn this craft of brewing wine?"

"Only a dull person like me would be willing to learn this means of making a living."

The old man shook his head, expressing disbelief.

"Daoist friend has won the award, in fact, I am only a ninth layer of refining qi, and my appearance is only an illusion, and my real age is not small."

This Jiang Mu was telling the truth, his age was indeed not young.

"So, you sincerely want to learn?"

The old man asked again.

"That's right, I sincerely want to learn."

The main thing is that Jiang Mu has not brewed spirit wine, and he does not know how its craftsmanship is different from mortals.

Another point is that Jiang Mu feels that the spirit wine in this stall is very tasteful, and if he learns it, he can also brew it himself and drink it in the future.

"Since Taoists want to learn, it's not impossible, it's just that my wine-making art is a craft that is in the same vein, and if Taoists really want to learn, they have to worship me as a teacher..."

"And to investigate for a period of time to confirm that Taoists really want to learn, not on a whim."

"I'm also a little older, but I haven't accepted an apprentice yet, so I can pass on this wine stall when I sit down, and I am worthy of my ancestors."

The old man stared at Jiang Mu and said word by word.

Learn to make wine?

Jiang Mu can't do it, he has two masters, no more.

"I don't think I can learn without a teacher."

Jiang Mu waved his hand, and then the white light in his hand flashed, and there was an extra handful of spirit stones.

"Is it enough for a hundred spirit stones to buy your ancestral technology?"

"Huh?"

Watching Jiang Mu take out a handful of spirit stones out of thin air, the old man was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect the young man in linen to be so generous.

"This... My technique is handed down by my ancestors, not spirit stones that can be measured..."

"A thousand spirit stones, is it enough?"

Jiang Mu took out another handful of spirit stones and placed them on the table.

As soon as this move came out, the old man was instantly moved.

"Heck, although it is an ancestral craft, my Taoist friend is a good seedling for brewing wine, and this skill will inevitably be carried forward in the hands of Taoist friends, and the master and ancestor will also be pleased to have a spirit in the sky..." The

old man's face changed greatly, his hand was quick, and he grabbed the spirit stone that Jiang Mu took out, for fear that he would regret it.

What kind of joke, how many spirit stones can be earned by brewing wine?

Excluding the cost, it takes a few months to earn a spirit stone.

This thousand spirit stones in front of you, don't want it in vain.

The coffin book has been earned, what HD temperance do you insist on?

"Ahem, from now on, you can make wine with me, rest assured, I will definitely explain all the Daoists to you..."

From this day on, Jiang Mu became a winemaker at the wine stall.

And this old man, after teaching Jiang Mu, left overnight, leaving only a wine house....

The coffin was redundant, and he struggled to make any wine.