Yao Xun squinted at Zuo Feng with a playful expression, he had said several benefits in a row before, and he had completely destroyed Zuo Feng's mental defense, and he himself seemed to enjoy watching the reaction of the young man opposite,

Zuo Feng's face was full of helplessness and embarrassment, he never thought that he was a person who lacked wisdom and wisdom, but when facing the sloppy old man in front of him, he was falling behind everywhere in everything, Zuo Feng originally just hoped to borrow the other party to make himself brew, to regain face and even get some benefits from Yaoxun, but he didn't expect it to be the result of self-inflicted humiliation,

Zuo Feng shook his head helplessly, and turned his gaze to the metal container on the side, this container looks a little like a bucket in the village, but the volume is larger than the ordinary bucket, although Ding Hao once explained the method and steps of winemaking for Zuo Feng in detail, but at that time, Zuo Feng was just curious about what medicinal materials he used to make wine.

But he didn't expect that Ding Hao's obsession with wine was far beyond his imagination, Ding Hao thought that Zuo Feng wanted to study winemaking, so he explained excitedly, from the selection of materials to processing to how to seal it in the end, almost every detail was not left behind.

Now the moment Zuo Feng saw the metal barrel, he understood that this was the most important instrument for brewing wine that Ding Hao said, and it was a container specially used for martial artists to brew some special wine.

The old man didn't seem to be too hungry, but after eating something briefly, he turned around and lay down on the straw mat by the grass hut, and it didn't seem that he had any intention of letting Zuo Feng start brewing wine immediately.

Zuo Feng didn't pay attention to Yao Xun, but walked to the side of the metal container and looked at this big guy in a daze, if he remembered correctly, Ding Hao had mentioned this thing once, it seemed to be called an urn pot, although Ding Hao also described this thing, but seeing it with his own eyes at this time still made Zuo Feng feel a little curious,

Although the urn pot looks like ordinary metal on the outside, Zuo Feng lightly tapped it a few times, and found that it was more solid than his own medicine furnace, and it seemed that the hardness should be close to the existence of the level of the medicine ding.

Whether it is a furnace or a tripod, its own material and shape, are for the final production of things to serve, of course, the current urn pot like a bucket shape must also have its significance, the urn pot on both sides of the four card slots, gently press the lid can be removed,

Lifted the lid and glanced inside, it was divided into four spaces, one large and three small, and there was a metal pipe connected to each other, which was exactly the same as what Ding Hao introduced to himself, Zuo Feng nodded lightly, and put the lid again,

Slowly walked back to the small table, moved the remaining dishes on the table to the side, took out the pen and paper and wrote on it, what Zuo Feng wrote was the medicinal materials used to refine "forget worries and get drunk", Zuo Feng wrote very slowly, and after each medicine name was written, he would stop and ponder for a while,

Zuo Feng didn't suspect that there was a problem with the medicinal materials that Ding Hao told him, and the medicine Xun around him also said the name of the medicinal materials after drinking and getting drunk, and what they said was exactly the same, but even so, Zuo Feng had to study these medicinal materials carefully, just like he was preparing when refining medicines, he had to study all the medicinal materials used, so that he could be more handy in the refining process,

Because he had rested enough, Zuo Feng studied it until the sky gradually began to brighten, and then he felt a little sleepy and fell asleep on the table.

When Zuo Feng woke up, he found that the grass hut was empty and he was alone, except for the leftover dishes from last night, there was also a huge package on the ground at hand, which Zuo Feng didn't need to open, and his nose alone had already sniffed out that it was the material used in winemaking,

He didn't rush to start brewing, Zuo Feng didn't dislike it, he reached out and grabbed the leftovers on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, he knew that brewing not only requires abundant spiritual power, but also needs physical strength and energy to reach the best state, because during sleep, Zuo Feng will automatically run the Soul Melting Skill, and the spiritual power has recovered at this time, and there is no big problem with physical strength after sleeping, as long as he fills his stomach, he can start brewing,

Soon Zuo Feng swept away the leftovers on the table, then stood up and stretched, I wanted to wash up briefly, but I looked around, where is there any place around this grass shed where I can wash myself, and finally Zuo Feng's eyes fell on the wine jug on the table, Zuo Feng recognized that it was the wine jug used to drink wine last night.

picked up the wine jug and shook it There was a small half pot inside, Zuo Feng also unceremoniously brought out the wine in the pot, and then wiped it off his face, and then Zuo Feng was burned by the spirits and his face turned red, and at the same time, he coughed a few times in his mouth, and scolded in a low voice, "What broken wine",

When Zuo Feng picked up the wine jug, far away from the grass hut, in a corner shadow, there was an old voice sounding "Huh", and later when Zuo Feng poured out the wine in the wine jug to wash his face, there was immediately an angry gasp in the shadow, and soon when Zuo Feng muttered and spoke, there was no sound in the shadow, and it took a long time for the sound of laughter and crying.

Zuo Feng didn't notice the sound in the distant shadow at all, because after he washed his face with wine, he focused on the packet of medicinal herbs, and couldn't help but sigh in his mouth, "I didn't expect to wash my face with this wine, although it feels very hot, but my mind seems to be more sober than usual, I really don't know what the reputation of this broken wine is,"

When Zuo Feng's words fell, a figure in the distant shadow shook and almost appeared from the corner of the wall, and the last voice said coldly: "Little rabbit, you actually ruined my ten steps so badly, this wine is the strongest wine I have ever drunk, why didn't you burn your kid's face directly to me,"

After the old man muttered a few words, he quieted down and paid attention to the movements of Zuo Feng's hand, and soon the old man made a suspicious voice again, but this time it really made him a little hard to believe,

At this time, Zuo Feng was doing a thing that he thought was extremely ordinary, cleaning up the medicinal materials, and almost no one would clean the medicinal materials when refining the herbs, unless there were some fresh vines or moss-like medicinal materials, and the surface of the medicinal materials had some dirt attached to them, which did not need to be cleaned under normal circumstances.

Because the main means of refining medicine is flames, these flames will even remove all the impurities of the medicinal materials themselves in the extraction process, how can they care about the dirt and other things attached to it, but winemaking is another matter, he needs to borrow the medicinal materials themselves, which naturally includes those parts that are not used when refining medicines, so it is necessary to properly clean the surface of the medicinal materials.

What surprised the old man was not Zuo Feng's actions to clean the medicinal materials, but Zuo Feng's methods and steps when cleaning the medicinal materials.

After the medicinal materials were sorted, he took out a relatively large piece of oiled paper and spread it under the scorching sun, and then began to clean the surface of the medicinal materials, and also carefully placed the cleaned medicinal materials on the oiled paper.

The oiled paper quickly became hot under the scorching sun, and the dehydration of the medicinal materials soon appeared when they were placed on it, and the old man was a little surprised when he saw this practice, after cleaning up all the medicinal materials, Zuo Feng sat aside and silently observed that all the medicinal materials were dehydrated after being roasted, and then the medicinal materials were put away one by one.

Then Zuo Feng frowned and looked around, although his own washing can be fooled, but how to make himself brew without water, and the brewing needs must be good spring water, although at this time it is most appropriate to put all the medicinal materials into the urn, but Zuo Feng can only helplessly go to find the right spring water first,

This is also because the style is thinking about how to deal with the medicinal materials, and the preparation work in the early stage of brewing, but forgetting the important part of the spring water, the people in the shadows in the distance also seem to have discovered the situation here of Zuo Feng, he watched the large handful of medicinal materials in Zuo Feng's hand is gradually getting cold, which really makes him a little painful and unbearable.

In the end, the people in the shadow almost came out and reminded loudly that Zuo Feng also made some new discoveries not long after leaving the grass shed, a large box that seemed to be containing clothes was standing in the corner of the grass shed next to the courtyard wall, Zuo Feng always regarded the courtyard wall on the other side of the grass shed as someone else's place, so he didn't pay attention to it at first,

At this time, when he saw the wooden box not far from the grass shed, he also walked over with a slight sigh, gently lifted the lid of the wooden box, and the contents immediately came into view.

"Hehe, this old guy is still quite thoughtful,"

Zuo Feng said to himself with some excitement, almost turning the popularity of the distant corner away, and only whispered for a long time: "Stinky boy, you just talk about me behind my back, when I have a chance, I will definitely make you so happy that it is hard to forget my old guy,"

This time the old man's voice was not loud, but Zuo Feng felt a chill coming from behind, and subconsciously looked back, only to see that the surroundings were still so quiet, and he couldn't see half a figure, so he looked down at the wooden box again, in addition to the two large water altars, there were several tools in it, and Zuo Feng also saw these tools, and immediately understood that this was also left by Yaoxun for himself to make wine,

And the one who was hiding in the shadows and peeping at Zuo Feng in the distance was also the mysterious old man Yao Xun who was proficient in alchemy.

Zuo Feng first carefully used a long needle-like tool in his hand to lightly dip it in the water jar, and then took out a drop of water and tasted it in his mouth, and couldn't help but say with a happy face: "The entrance is a little sweet, and there is this slight sourness when you taste it carefully, yes, yes, it is the most suitable spring water for brewing wine that Ding Hao said,"