Chapter 460 Real Wine or Fake Wine 2 (Addition 3)

  Qin Yu: "???"

   Lu Yanqing probably figured out what happened from Wang Shujun: "..."

   couldn't help but looked at Qin Sheng.

  Finger pointed to the unopened jar of wine on the table: "Don't tell me that jar of wine is also made by you?"

  Qin Sheng...Qin Sheng is really uncertain.

She heard Mu Wu mentioned that since the first bottle of the batch of wine she brewed sold for 12 million yuan, there have been many in the world that look almost the same from the outside, but there are many differences in the inside. Counterfeit products.

  So just looking at it now, Qin Sheng also said with certainty that the wine that Elder Zhai bought was made by her.

  Thinking about it, shook his head, and said: "You have to take it apart to see it."

  Although most of the people present were very old, they were all those who had retired from shopping malls, battlefields, and politics. With only a slight aftertaste, they parsed the deep meaning from Qin Sheng's words.

Father Zhai trembles a bit, pointing to his jar of wine, and his voice is shaking: "So, this wine is actually made by you. The ten jars in Old Qin's hand are all genuine products, but it is my jar. , May be fake?"

  Qin Sheng: "I didn't say it was fake, but I heard that there are many high imitations. I can't be sure if I just look at the appearance."

   explained the second half of the sentence, but did not deny the first half.

  In other words, she really made this wine?

  Old man Zhai covered his heart, only that he had difficulty breathing.

  So, he is still bragging for nothing, right?

  Better than wine?

  Hehehe, the brewer is directly the granddaughter of the old Qin’s family. He is still holding a jar of wine that is not sure whether it is true or false. Come on, come on funny!

  Old man Zhai just wants to dig a hole into it!

  Compared to Old Man Zhai’s heartache, although Old Man Shao is a little bit painful, he is more concerned about wine and immediately said with bright eyes: "So, if I heard you right, you just said you want to give us one person and one altar?"

  Qin Sheng gave an "um" and added: "Waiting for my next batch of brewing."

  This batch of wine was brewed when she only cultivated Guixiancao.

At that time, she cultivated half an acre of turtle fairy grass, and used it to make turtle elixir. Later, she practiced too many pills for too long, and when she got tired, she followed the recipes for brewing wine that she had seen before. I figured out a new one, threw all the remaining Guixiancao and tried brewing wine together, and finally brewed a tank.

  On that occasion, the cellar was thrown out of the cellar after it was brewed.

  Mu Wu still thought of it. He turned out the jar of wine and packed them into the small wine jars, which are the jars of wine in the world now.

  There is only one jar of wine in total. Although this jar is not big, it only contains 20 jars.

  Counting the seven altars that were sold, the ten altars that had been given to her grandfather Lu, and the two altars she had drunk before, there was only one altar left on the base.

  Not enough for the three of them.

   can only wait for the next time.

  Oh, yes, Mu Wu said, he only took out the seven altars to sell, but the old man Zhai said just now that the twelve altars flowed out of the market.

  In other words, at least five of the twelve altars are fake.

  And this is still on the surface, secretly I don’t know how many fakes there are.

  Thinking of this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but buckle the table, thinking that when the next batch of brews came out, he had to think of an anti-counterfeiting method.

  I just don’t know if the half acre of Guixian Grass that was destroyed by her continues to grow tenaciously.

  If it doesn’t, then you have to train it again.

  Qin Sheng couldn't help sighing in his heart, being self-willed for his impulse when he was young.

   Father Zhai, who was not far away, had almost lost his breath, but finally slowly digested this cruel reality.

After thinking about it, he took the wine glass and poured a glass of wine brought by Lu Yanqing, tasted it carefully, and compared it with the smell and taste of the jar of wine he had brought in his memory. It was confirmed that it was the same. Immediately he breathed a sigh of relief.

  Although he failed to succeed, at least his jar of wine should be genuine, which is not as shameful and ashamed.

  Old man Zhai has regained some confidence.

   So immediately took a new wine glass and poured a small glass, personally sent it to Qin Sheng, looked at her eagerly and said: "You taste it, is it true?"

  Qin Sheng already smelled the smell, did not notice the difference, and felt that it was genuine in his heart.

   But after thinking about it, he reached out his hand and took a sip from the wine glass, and then the eyebrows wrinkled.

  Hey, don’t wring your eyebrows. When she twists her brows, his heart chuckles!

  Old man Zhai's nervous hypertension is about to commit.

  Qin Sheng raised his eyes at this moment, his expression unchanged, but there was regret in his voice: "It's not true."

  Simply helped Old Man Zhai to prevent him from falling, and then carefully glanced at his face. Although he was a little bit blue, it was mainly because of anger, and it was not a big problem.

   So he relaxed and helped him back to his seat.

  Although Qin Sheng said it himself, Mr. Zhai has been drinking wine for almost 40 years, and he is considered to be a master wine tasting expert in the first half. According to the truth, he shouldn’t be mistaken...

  He thought for a while, poured another glass of Qin Sheng’s wine, and tasted it more carefully.

   Still nothing wrong.

   couldn’t help but looked at Qin Sheng, “How come... I tasted exactly the same...”

  This is difficult to explain.

  Judging from the surface properties of color, smell, and taste, this imitation is indeed extremely realistic, even the smell of turtle grass is almost the same.

  The only thing missing is a sense of aura and anger.

  In order to cultivate the ghost and fairy grass in that half acre, she injected a lot of aura into it.

  This cannot be imitated by any imitation.

Being angry is the most fundamental medicinal property of Guixiancao, and it is particularly effective for people with declining anger in the elderly.

  Qin Sheng thought for a while, took out his silver needle bag from his pocket, and asked Father Zhai: "It takes two needles to feel it, do you feel it?"

  Old man Zhai: "..."

   gritted his teeth: "Zha!"

  In order to find out the truth, he tried it!

  Qin Sheng nodded, and as soon as he raised his wrist, he pierced the silver needle that he had taken out into Old Man Zhai's body.

  I didn’t stick too much, just three, but Elder Zhai had already noticed the difference.

  Starting from the three acupuncture points where the needles were pierced, there seemed to be a peculiar force wandering around his body, moisturizing his muscles, bones, skin and flesh that were dry and stagnant because of his age.

   did not say that it worked immediately, but Elder Zhai could clearly feel that his body, which had been exhausted for this period of time, became a little more angry, and his spirit was slightly shaken.

  He couldn't help but his eyes widened.

  Knowing that he felt it, Qin Sheng raised his hand to pull out three silver needles, and explained by the way: "More than 10 million wine is worth more than 10 million."

  "One of the main ingredients of these is Guixiancao. Drinking it has the effect of prolonging life and replenishing vitality. This is something that no imitation can imitate."

  This time, Elder Zhai did not struggle any more, and after nodding his head, he looked at Qin Sheng thoughtfully.

  For a long time, he said: "Miss Qin, are you interested in cooperating?"

  　 still owes two more, this week will pay off, good night~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)