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Chapter 151 Plum Blossom Wine, a Passerby
The second in command spoke of the matter objectively. The plum blossoms appear every year, but they are not the same original ones. Don’t you still have most of your flowery years left?
The proprietress was still unhappy, she pointed at the sky and cursed, "The flowering period of my flower could have been longer and longer, until it grew to the point of breaking through the sky."
Now it's all right, it's stopped.
Rather than watching yourself getting older day by day, it is better to be like this plum blossom, which is gorgeous for a moment and is the only one in the world.
The little donkey led by the swordsman in white didn't understand any of this magic. It was very happy and ran around the plum trees.
It turns out that there are flowers that really bloom in winter.
It's the first time I see it.
"Little donkey, so happy and free~" Li Changxiao drank his wine, made up a ballad and hummed softly.
This mountain path is very long, with many plum blossoms, very beautiful, like a fairyland.
Li Changxiao was still thinking about the plum wine that came to the inn, so he naturally couldn't serve as a free laborer. He could help, but this labor could at least be exchanged for a few jars of aged plum wine, right?
The proprietress cursed and looked at Li Changxiao, saying that all men are bad. He usually looked like a heartless drunkard, but it turned out that he had such evil plans in his mind.
Mei Sanniang agreed, and after helping to pick the plum blossoms, she gave him three jars.
Li Changxiao got what he wanted and was in a much happier mood. He admired the plum blossoms along the way and rode his donkey to the top of the mountain.
Years pass, time is merciless, no matter how gorgeous the plum blossom is, it will eventually wither. Many monks like to compare themselves to plum blossoms, and like the plum blossoms' tenacity and elegance.
It’s just a momentary mood and scenery.
Walking on the road at this time, what the few people can feel more easily is the approaching and aggressive withering of the plum blossoms than the slowly blooming winter plum blossoms in the wind and snow.
A plum blossom falls from the branch.
Drifting in the snow.
Mei Sanniang and the others, at the same time, looked at the trajectory of the drifting plum blossoms and sighed in their hearts.
The plum blossoms fell on the swordsman's shoulders.
The swordsman picked up the plum blossom, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "It's so beautiful and so fragrant."
Then, he took a sip of the wine and added, "It's just right for making wine."
Mei Sanniang rolled her eyes and said, "You drunkard, you only know how to drink."
"What's wrong with drinking?"
The swordsman said as a matter of course: "Flowers are only beautiful for a moment, but wine is fragrant for a lifetime."
“The longer it lasts, the better it smells.”
Mei Sanniang was stunned. For some reason, she felt a little better after hearing this.
The same is true for the regent, the cook, and the second in command.
perhaps.
Withering is not the end.
"Wow, wow, the little drunkard is quite good at talking." Mei Sanniang giggled.
"Of course." Li Changxiao accepted the compliment without hesitation. He smiled and replied, "But if you ask me, even if it's a good wine that's been brewed for a hundred years, it can't compare to the boss lady's..."
Mei Sanniang became interested and looked at the handsome swordsman, waiting for the second half of the sentence.
The swordsman half-jokingly and half-sarcastically uttered a word: "Slutty."
After saying that, he laughed out loud, rode his donkey, quickened his pace, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
The proprietress said that the scenery there is the most beautiful.
Mei Sanniang raised her eyebrows and cursed, "You little drunkard," and then chased after him and pretended to hit him.
This chase.
The little donkey ran even more happily, and looked back and bared its teeth.
The second in command, the regent, and the cook looked at each other.
Suddenly he smiled.
"This year, things are a little different." The second in command said sadly.
When the spiritual energy is exhausted, who wouldn’t worry?
Even ordinary people who do not practice cultivation and do not read the scriptures are very worried. As a cultivator, they only feel more worried.
It's like a wealthy man with huge fortunes who loses his source of income overnight.
I'm afraid there are quite a few people who commit suicide by hanging themselves, while the few people who run the inn see flowers blooming and falling, and people coming and going every year.
Can be imagined.
No matter how beautiful the plum blossom scenery was, it was difficult to make a few people happy. Even the withering of the flowers was more glaring in their eyes.
but.
This year, a stranger came.
The atmosphere has become much more lively, which is a good thing.
……
Speaking of plum blossom scenery, it is indeed beautiful.
Standing on the top of Meihua Mountain and looking down, you can see plum blossoms in full bloom, standing proudly in the snow.
Such beautiful scenery is rare in the world.
Li Changxiao likes flowers, he always has.
He never thinks about what will happen after withering, he only cherishes the most beautiful and moving posture when in full bloom.
It would be a great waste if no one appreciated this unique beauty.
This is not only true for flowers, but also for monks, mortals, and him.
"look."
"This mountain is so charming." Li Changxiao touched the little donkey's head and said softly.
The little donkey nodded and blinked in confusion.
Mei Sanniang, the second in command, the cook, and the regent followed one after another, and it was the flowering season.
Mei Sanniang smoked a jade-like pipe, gently exhaling white mist that mixed with the wind and snow.
Guanbai was young and full of energy. He had been suppressed for so long. Thinking of the upcoming Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, he shouted, "Fuck the exhaustion of spiritual energy! Fuck the avenue!"
"If I am to die, I will die on the road of reform!"
"Bullshit!"
The sound echoed.
Since he compared himself to a plum blossom, what he wanted to do was to be the one that danced high in the air, facing the wind and snow, and flew over the hilltops.
"No matter which direction the wind blows, I will go to the sky." Li Chang smiled and continued.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Guanbai nodded repeatedly and regarded Li Changxiao as his confidant.
"I'll go to heaven myself!" Guanbai felt a surge of energy in his chest.
The passionate young man will not turn back until he hits the wall. He looks into the distance and sees the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit is approaching...
There may not be no hope in this world.
He just doesn't believe that there is only one way in the world!
this moment.
Several people looked towards the north, the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit.
"Fuck the hell!" Mei Sanniang rubbed her ears, kicked Guan Bai, and scolded with a smile: "You can still stand up after climbing a small hill. Pick all these plum blossoms for me to make wine."
Speaking of it.
The proprietress twisted her waist and walked towards the toilet built on the top of the mountain, "I'm going to the bathroom."
The second in command's eyes turned, "Ouch... my stomach suddenly hurts. Xiaobai, you guys pick them first, I'll catch up later."
After the two walked away.
Guan Bai looked at Li Changxiao helplessly, "Good brother... Fortunately, I have you."
……
Pick the plum blossoms all over the mountain one by one.
Mei Sanniang, although the second in command was lazy, he was not completely unwilling to help. With the joint efforts of the five of them, they picked the fruits all the way down from the top of the mountain.
Even if the monks have enough physical strength, such a heavy workload will make them exhausted and even sweat.
The harvest is not small either.
Late in the evening, several people returned along the same route.
The plum blossoms are pickled using a secret method and preserved in jars.
It will be taken out and brewed and dried in the spring of next year, and then it will go through several complicated steps before the wine making can officially begin.
Plum blossom wine is Mei Sanniang's specialty, and there is only one such wine.
Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, the raw materials were all rare treasures in the world. Even now, the plum blossoms used as raw materials are still good. Although they look the same as plum blossoms in the mortal world, if you want to explore the origin, you can trace it back to a cave that was once very famous.
Good wine is for those who love wine.
Mei Sanniang didn't mind and gave three jars to Li Changxiao. The wine was purple-red in color. As soon as the jar was opened, a fragrant aroma came to his nose. It was a rare good wine in the world.
The swordsman took the wine and hung it on the donkey's saddle.
The swordsman, dressed in snow-white clothes and a sable cloak, rode on a donkey and left the Laiqun Inn without saying hello.
Come to the inn.
The swordsman is just a passer-by who stays a little longer.
It was a very snowy day.
The swordsman took just a few steps before he was completely submerged in the wind and snow.