vrcanaries Chapter 635
Chapter 635
Speaking of which, this wine is indeed magical. Every time Han Changkong drinks it, he can clearly feel a slight improvement in his physical strength.
He has always been curious about how Da Zhuang brewed this kind of wine.
As if seeing Han Changkong's doubts, Dazhuang explained:
"Brother Han, this wine is only the lowest grade in the God Realm. When you go to the sect the day after tomorrow, as long as you have contribution points, you can even exchange it for the recipe for this wine."
Han Changkong knew in his heart that people like Dazhuang, who had always lived in the village, had limited knowledge after all.
Although he knew a little more than those who had just ascended, it was not much more.
In the realm of gods, those who are born into the realm of gods are actually no different from mortals.
The only difference between them and ordinary people is that they have the ability to fly, which is their only advantage.
In this hierarchical and mysterious world of gods, they are just small people struggling to survive at the bottom.
Then, he strode to Han Changkong's side and sat down, his heroic spirit fully displayed.
He skillfully reached out and slapped the wine jar. With a light "pop" sound, the seal of the wine jar was instantly opened.
The next moment, a rich and mellow aroma of wine spread quickly like a horse running away from its reins.
The aroma of the wine seemed tangible, permeating and rippling in the air, like an invisible hand gently plucking everyone's heartstrings.
The monks around smelled the tempting aroma of wine, their throats moved subconsciously, they swallowed their saliva, and their eyes were full of desire for the wine.
Seeing this, Han Changkong did not hesitate. He raised his arm and easily opened the seal of the wine jar in his hand.
In an instant, another aroma of wine wafted out, intertwining with the aroma of the wine jar that Dazhuang had opened earlier, filling the air with an even richer and intoxicating fragrance.
He picked up the wine jar with swift movements and filled the wine bowls that had been neatly placed in front of him one by one.
The crystal clear wine ripples in the bowl, sparkling with charming luster under the reflection of the bonfire, as if every drop of wine contains endless passion.
"Brothers, let's not go home until we're drunk today!"
Han Changkong raised his wine bowl high and shouted in a loud voice.
His words were like the kindling in a bonfire, instantly making the atmosphere lively.
When Da Zhuang heard this, his eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.
He secretly groaned in his heart:
With so many people here, how much of my wine must have been consumed! These are all my treasures!
But he quickly changed his mind:
Never mind, never mind. There isn't much of this vintage left anyway. Once we finish it tonight, it'll be gone. We can just get some new wine later. We can't spoil everyone's fun.
So Dazhuang stood up, shook the wine jar in his hand, and said loudly:
"Everyone, there are only two jars of this fine wine left. After we finish these, we can only drink the newly brewed wine. Please don't be disgusted!"
Everyone heard it, but didn't take it seriously.
After all, they heard clearly the conversation between Han Changkong and Dazhuang just now.
A monk said with a smile:
"Don't worry, Village Chief. As long as we have wine to drink, we won't mind it!"
Another person echoed:
"Yeah, Kong can drink so much, so tonight is sure to be a lively night. Besides, you won't go bankrupt from drinking, village chief. At worst, we can help you make wine together in the future."
After saying that, everyone burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The cheerful laughter echoed in the night sky, interweaving with the crackling sound of the burning bonfire, forming a beautiful melody.
Everyone raised their wine glasses, toasted each other, and started drinking.
Accompanied by laughter and fine wine, everyone spent a night full of joy and warmth, as if all the troubles and worries about the future were thrown away at this moment.