Chapter 891 Lack of materials in the gallery temple should be taken

   old man.

   has a slender figure and a clear face.

   Wearing a gray coat, leaning on a cane made of mountain vines.

  Cultivation is in the enlightenment stage, which is a large level lower than the Gan Cong style.

A cultivator like    can walk steadily and fast even with both hands on the ground, so the crutches in his hand are purely decorative.

   Stepping on the shadow of the morning light, the old man kicked and tapped from outside the valley with a cane, and there was a lot of dew on his trousers and straw sandals.

   Xu Guangling and Gan Cong's morning exercise is not over yet.

   Well, Gan Congshi is a serious morning exercise, while Xu Guangling is casually throwing punches and kicks.

   Generally speaking, the visiting time is either in the morning or in the afternoon, but those who come to visit early in the morning or in the evening are either reckless, have something to do, or have a better relationship.

   This old man should be the kind with a better relationship.

Because it was still far away, he yelled at Gan Congshi: "Hey! It's so strange! You old man actually found another kid by his side! - Who is this kid? Is your son or grandson or not? grandson?"

   The descendants are normal, Gan Congshi is almost two hundred years old.

  The grandson is also normal.

  Son... Well, from the perspective of a willingness to cultivate, it would be normal to have a son this age.

   However, Gan Congshi does not have such an old son. His youngest son is in his nineties.

   said it was too late, the old man quickly came to the front.

  Gan Congshi first pointed to the old man to introduce to Xu Guangling: "A guy who doesn't cultivate, except for a few hands of wine, is useless. You can call him Laomu."

  The old man was taken aback.

   And just when he was stunned, Gan Cong said to him solemnly: "One of my little friends, you can call him Xiaoyou, and you can also call me Xiaolingzi."

   Hearing these two introductions, the old man was stunned, and then looked at Xu Guangling with a hesitant look.

   Xu Guangling grinned at him.

  In an instant, the image is gone.

  The old man caught up with breakfast, of course, made it in Gan Cong style.

  After breakfast, Xu Guangling heard the old wood pulling Gan Congshi and secretly asked not far away: "Lao Gan, who is this kid? Look at how you treat him seriously."

   Gan Cong Shi did not say much.

   On the one hand, after getting along for this period of time, Xu Guangling has already established a very high position in his heart, and it is never an exaggeration for the two to say that they are mentors and friends.

   Moreover, Xu Guangling was that "teacher".

   On the other hand, Xu Guangling's origin is really mysterious, Gan Congshi is really unclear, and as time goes by, the position of that identity background is getting more and more blurred.

So at this time, in the face of the old friend's question, Gan Congshi just said: "Why do you ask so many questions. Well, you may come here this time, hurry up and brew all the kinds of wine you are good at, Let everyone have a taste."

   Let everyone taste it?

   Laomu heard this, not only hesitation, but horror.

   Where is everyone here?

   Remove Lao Gan, remove himself, and the rest is just that little kid.

   And Lao Gan actually said this!

   And it's still behind the scenes!

   From the introduction when we first met, to the statement at this time, the “hint” twice in a row, no, this is already a complete and complete statement.

  Laomu is not stupid after all. It should be said that none of the cultivators who can cultivate to the enlightened state are stupid. At this time, he finally came back to his senses and completely understood what the big brother wanted to tell him.

At the other end of   , Xu Guangling smiled slightly.

   Judging from the situation, the relationship between Lao Gan and this person should be really good.

   He was still trudging through the bitter sea of ​​cultivation, so he started thinking about helping the little brother with great difficulty.

   In the days that followed, this old tree stayed in the Valley of the Medicine King.

   Xu Guangling didn't know who this old wood was, and of course this old wood didn't even know who Xu Guangling was. From morning to night every day, there is little direct communication between the two sides.

   But Laomu is indeed making wine according to Gancong's reminder.

   Very attentive.

   One is picking a lot of petals to make flower wine; one is picking a lot of fruits and making fruit wine; the other is picking many underground stems or roots of herbs, is that root wine?

  Xu Guangling watched the whole journey with great interest.

  Gan Congshi introduced him from time to time, and occasionally Lao Mu also introduced him himself.

   But it can be seen that Laomu's attitude is a bit strange.

   Through Gan Cong's guidance, he tried his best to treat Xu Guangling with a cautious attitude, but forcing "prudence" for no reason like this showed that it was a little more blunt and uncoordinated.

   In fact, Xu Guangling is extremely rich in knowledge about winemaking.

From white wine, to rice wine, from rice wine and beer, to red wine and sparkling wine, from flower wine and fruit wine, to the legendary so-called monkey wine, from externally applied bruises and injured medicinal wine, to various tonic or blood-invigorating medicines taken orally liquor……

There are all kinds of   , it should be said that as long as there are wines recorded on the earth, the knowledge of those brewing is present in his consciousness at this moment.

   Many of them are "exclusive" knowledge.

   However, making wine by himself, Xu Guangling never tried it from beginning to end.

  Because of the previous life, this work was covered by two old people.

   At this time, watching Laomu earnestly playing his "specially good brewing", Xu Guangling felt a little nostalgic for the past.

   Whether it is flower wine, fruit wine, or root wine, it doesn’t take long for this kind of wine to start brewing and drink it, usually a week or two.

  Three weeks and four weeks are very long.

   One day, at dinner, Lao Mu brought a jar over.

  The mud seal is broken, and the fragrance is fragrant in an instant.

  Flower wine!

All kinds of fragrant floral scents, after being sealed, mixed together in a generally harmonious way. At the same time, those frivolous, sharp, restless and other scents were brewed and waited. Dissolve little by little.

   The rest are all sweet and mellow.

  Three wooden bowls were spread out on the table, Laomu started from the wooden bowl in front of Xu Guangling and poured them one by one.

The    is very shallow, about one-third full, um, about two or two.

   Put down the wine jar, picked up the wooden bowl, Lao Mu firstly signaled to Xu Guangling: "Little friend, please, look at the old man's wine, how is it."

  Xu Guangling smiled and said, "Please!"

  Alcohol is very light.

   But this wine is not ready to drink, it is smoky.

   Plants and trees with a high Reiki index, whether their flowers, their fruits, or their roots, are not ordinary.

   And Laomu's winemaking method, if not to Xu Guangling's high standards, actually does have two brushes.

   How about the wine in front of you and the wine brewed by the two old people in the previous life?

   replied, each has its own merits.

   Actually, this is already quite good!

   Gan Cong style is right, this wine can be obtained.

   Laomu's brewing level has dwarfed his own cultivation level, at least eighteen streets.

   "Xiaolingzi, how is it, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Lao Gan said on the side, "If you like to drink, I will let this old man keep brewing it for you, as much as you want."

   (end of this chapter)