Chapter 1816： Moutai (2/2)

He didn't believe that those old guys really dared to put down their figure to embarrass Wang Feng, when he was the first to disagree.

Under Wang Feng's orders, the exquisite dishes were quickly delivered to the hall. This was the chef that Hou Zhentian spent a huge price to invite the central city to the Red Flame League for temporary use, so the dishes cooked by them are naturally treasures.

The rich aroma filled the whole hall, so that Lord Glenn couldn’t help taking a deep breath. Like Wang Feng, Lord Glenn came from a mortal, so he naturally ate the whole grains. This suddenly Suddenly smelling this familiar and unfamiliar fragrance, he naturally couldn't help but miss it.

”Unexpectedly, you, a leader of the Red Flame Alliance, would enjoy it. I am not as cool as you.” The Glenn Dominator said after a short daze.

”What's cool, I'm also the cook who specially asked the people under my hand to go to the central city in a very period of time. If it is normal, who do you think we monks will eat these?” Wang Feng rolled his eyes and said.

”Just the food, why didn't you see the wine?” Lord Glenn asked at this time.

”There is good food, and there is also this fine wine.” Wang Feng said, and then with his palm, a jar of wine appeared in his hand.

”This jar of wine is something I have treasured for a long time. I have always been reluctant to drink it. Today, since the predecessor is here as a guest, then I am going to use this jar of wine to entertain you.” While speaking, Wang Feng patted the jar open. The mud seal suddenly filled with a strange fragrance, making Lord Glenn couldn't help showing a hint of intoxication.

”What kind of wine is this wine?” Although he hasn't drunk the wine yet, Lord Glenn knows that this wine must be the top grade among the top grades just by smelling the temperature.

”This wine is called Moutai.” Wang Feng said, using the name of Moutai above the earth, and the jar of wine in his hand was indeed based on the formula of Moutai.

Originally, a jar of newly brewed wine would not have this kind of aroma, but when Wang Feng brewed the wine, he directly put the wine in the hidden spirits, after a long time of fermentation, so this The wine also has the aroma it is now.

The wine culture on the earth has a history of thousands of years, so Wang Feng is not worried about the taste of the wine.

It's not that he hasn't drunk the wine of the heaven before, not to mention the serious astringency, and it is not good to drink. Compared with the wine on the earth, the wine of the heaven is nothing but garbage in the garbage.

”Moutai?

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) What kind of wine is this why I haven't heard of it? ”Hearing Wang Feng's words, Lord Glenn showed a different color on his face.

Although he is the master, how could he know the Moutai on the earth, so when he heard the name uttered by Wang Feng, he only felt lost.

”This wine comes from a small place. It's not surprising that the predecessors haven't heard of this name. At the moment, tasting is important.” Wang Feng said, and he poured a glass of wine for Lord Glenn and himself.

”Please.” Picking up the wine glass, Wang Feng made a please gesture.

”The aroma of the wine is strong and lasts for a long time, but I want to taste what the wine is like.” While speaking, Lord Glenn took a sip of the wine.

With his eyes closed slightly, Lord Glenn was tasting the wine.

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng couldn't help feeling a little surprised. He couldn't see that Lord Glenn was still a wine tasting master, but it was a pity that he was in a world full of trash and wine.

It is estimated that from the beginning to the present, he is afraid that he has never drunk wine such as Maotai.

”Good wine!”

After a few breaths of time, the shook his head Glenn Master opened his eyes, and at the moment his eyes opened, a light flashed from his eyes.

”Although the spirit contained in this wine is minimal, but this taste is the most delicious wine I have ever drunk, where did you get it?”

”I brought this from a small place. If seniors like it, I can give you a few altars when I leave.”

”Oh no, I will give you all the brewing recipes directly.” Moutai may be a treasure among the treasures for this master Glenn, but for Wang Feng, it is nothing but ordinary things that cannot be used in ordinary things, so this What wine to give, Wang Feng can send him the formula directly.

Perhaps Wang Feng himself didn’t know, because of his small decision now, the reputation of Moutai will be reverberated throughout the heavens in a short time, because many monks know that a new flavor has appeared in the Southern Territory. Treasures surpassing all the wine in the heavens.

This wine is regarded as the king of wine by those who are good at wine~~ Since this is the case, I would like to thank you first. ”Although Glenn was a real master when he ruled, what no one else knows is that he is actually a master who likes to collect wine secretly. In his Glenn sacred mountain, he has collected all these years. All wine.

If this were not the case, he would not have the tasting action that even Wang Feng looked dazed.

”As the saying goes, coming early is not as good as coming by coincidence. You have already smelled the scent of wine all the way, and you two secretly drank good wine here.” At this moment, a voice of laughter came from outside and looked up. Wang Feng discovered that Xuanyuanlong had arrived.

”I don't know the Lord City Lord is coming, please forgive me if you miss a long way.” Standing on the stool quickly, Wang Feng said to Xuanyuanlong with his fists.

”We are all our own people, so we don't need to make the whole set of fictitious things. I have only one purpose here today, and that is to taste and taste this fine wine.” While speaking, Xuanyuanlong directly picked up the one that Wang Feng had poured before. The jar aimed at his own mouth.

Just like a whale sucking water, a jar of wine is not just one or two breaths away, allowing Xuanyuanlong to drink completely. Wang Feng and Lord Glenn all stared.

”Good wine!” Putting down the wine jar, Xuanyuanlong couldn't help sighing.

He can be regarded as a person who likes to drink, because sitting in his current position, some entertainment is always inevitable, so he has also drunk a lot of wine compared to many monks.

But he had never drunk something as delicious as this jar of wine, so his sigh really came from his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 1816 Moutai