Grand uncle opened a pot of Shaodaozi old wine. The strong aroma of the wine filled the room, causing Mo Da and Ye Feng to swallow their saliva.
Grandpa Uncle smiled proudly: "Hey, you can smell the fragrance, right? This is the Shadaozi wine I saved forty years ago. It is made of pure grains and is rare in the world."
Mr. Mo Da glanced at his uncle with contempt: "Dashan, you have stored this wine for decades. I can't say anything if you don't give it to me all these years. But before we quarreled, why didn't you take out such good wine and drink it with me? When you come to my Fangcun Mountain, you always eat and drink delicious food. You are too stingy."
Grandpa uncle blew his beard and said, "You wish for it. This is an old wine that only distinguished guests can drink. If it weren't for Brother Ye Feng coming, I would not be willing to give it to you."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle, for the good wine and food. Let Lingshan come and eat too."
Mo Lingshan's voice came from a distance: "I ate too much yesterday and I want to lose weight. I won't eat anything tonight. I want to concentrate on weaving the armor and can't be distracted. You guys eat, I'll continue working."
There was a look of pity in Mo Da's eyes. His granddaughter was right. She couldn't be disturbed when she was concentrating.
"Then let's start drinking."
Shaodaozi liquor is light yellow in color, and is as mellow and sweet as nectar. The alcohol content of this Shaodaozi liquor is at least 65 degrees, which is close to that of Erguotou.
After taking a sip, I felt a line of fire running along my throat into my internal organs, burning fiercely in my chest and abdomen.
This is the taste of Shaodaozi.
Mr. Mo Da couldn't help but praise him: "Da Shan, I really don't like the weapons you refine, but the wine you brew is definitely better than the wine brewed by Mo Lao Er of Fang Cun Mountain. The wine he brews is just not as strong and flavorful as yours."
"Mo Da, I never like what you say. There is not a single honest word, but this is the only thing I like to hear."
"Sect Master Ye, Mo Da clinks glasses with you today, let's drink."
"Little brother, if you can call me uncle, I will take advantage of my age and call you little brother, and we will fight."
When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough; when there is no one to talk to, even a single word is enough. Ye Feng, Mo Da and his uncle took turns drinking until they were drunk, from the time it was almost dark until the early hours of the morning.
There were four small wine jars of three pounds each piled in front of them. My uncle's alcohol tolerance was similar to that of Mr. Mo Da. Zui Li could no longer sit on the stone bench, but sat on the ground, hugged the bench, and fell asleep.
Afraid that the two of them would catch a cold, the old lady came over with a worried look on her face, put a cotton cushion on each of them, and covered them with a blanket. The stove in the refining room emitted bursts of heat. Although the temperature outside the cave was dozens of degrees below zero at night, the hall was as warm as spring and there was no feeling of cold.
Ye Feng also drank a lot and was a little drunk: "Auntie, you have worked hard to take care of us drunkards."
The old lady sighed softly: "My sister asked me to take good care of them, so I dare not neglect them. Even though they all have white beards, they are like children and can't take care of themselves at all."
Ye Feng did not forget Mo Lingshan. Just when he was about to see how Mo Lingshan had woven his ice silkworm clothes, her beautiful and pleasant voice came.
"Brother Ye, I have woven your ice silk armor. Try it on."
A soft and light golden ice silkworm coat was placed in front of Ye Feng. It felt as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as a swan feather. The light seemed to pass through the middle of the clothes, making the ice silkworm coat crystal clear, as if it were a piece of golden jade coat.
It was a jumpsuit, a pair of shorts and a top, all integrated into one.
Ye Feng was pleasantly surprised and said, "It's so light. These five ounces of polar ice silk can actually be used to weave a piece of armor. It's amazing. The workmanship and joints are absolutely perfect. Miss Mo, your craftsmanship is really amazing. It's the most perfect I've ever seen."
The aunt also praised: "Of course, our Lingshan is famous in Fangcun Mountain for her cleverness and dexterity. She also learned the golden needle technique from grandma. Whoever marries our Lingshan in the future will be blessed."
Mo Lingshan blushed: "Auntie, please don't go off topic."
“Brother Ye, this piece of clothing is so soft, you’d better wear it close to your body. It can not only keep you warm in winter and cool in summer, but the abundant spiritual energy in it can also help you practice.”
Ye Feng held it in his hand and felt that it was a work of art. Wearing it would be a blasphemy. He kept looking at it and said, "It's really a masterpiece. I shouldn't wear it. I should frame it and hang it on the wall as a work of art."
Ye Feng took the ice silkworm clothing and wanted to go to the refining room to change it. Mo Lingshan was excited because she had woven the ice silkworm clothing for Ye Feng: "You can change it here. I have seen it before."
As soon as she said this, she realized she had let the cat out of the bag and quickly covered her mouth with her hands. The lady next to her pointed at her with a loving look on her face.
Mo Lingshan's face turned red all the way to her neck: "Auntie, it's not what you think."
Seeing Ye Feng go to the weapon refining room to change clothes, the old lady touched Mo Lingshan's head lovingly: "I am old now, I don't understand the world of you young people. I just want to say that you have to know how to protect yourself and respect yourself, so as not to be looked down upon by men."
"I understand, Auntie. Shan'er understands. There is nothing between him and me."
"You said it was nothing, but your eyes betrayed you. Auntie is coming over here, how could I not know what you are thinking? Not only do I know, but your grandmother knows too."
Mo Lingshan twisted her body, blushed and said arrogantly: "Auntie, you are making fun of me again, I won't listen."
Ye Feng used his flying sword to create two defensive formations on the ice silkworm coat and suppressed some of his own divine power into them. The golden light of the ice silkworm coat became more dignified.
Wearing the Ice Silkworm Clothes, it feels very smooth and comfortable, just like the silk pajamas bought from the top fashion store. It is so light that you hardly feel like you are wearing clothes.
"Brother Ye, please come back to Fangcun Mountain with us tomorrow. A lot of things have happened. We have always wanted you to visit us at Fangcun Mountain."
"I won't go to Fangcun Mountain. I plan to go to Duke Loki to look for the thousand-year-old blood ginseng."
"Are you really going to Russia?"
"The only thing missing from the medicine I want to make is a thousand-year-old blood ginseng. If I don't get it, I'll feel like I'm being scratched by a cat."
"I heard that Duke Loki is rich enough to rival a country, has incredible power, and has many ancient warriors under his command. You have to be careful when you go there, as you are not restricted by the rules."
The old lady was a little anxious: "It's early morning now, and it's freezing outside, the coldest time of the year. Why don't you wait until tomorrow morning when the sun comes out before going?"
"Thank you Auntie and Miss Mo for your concern. This little bit of coldness is nothing to me. When Mr. Mo and Uncle wake up, please say goodbye to them for me. Auntie and Lingshan, I will go back to the town now."
(End of this chapter)