On the outskirts of Beijing, there is Mount Changhen.

Life is long and full of regrets, only that this life is too hasty.

When Shenzong traveled to this mountain in his later years, he felt that life was like a dream, fleeting, and he could not help but still have many regrets.

After that, Shenzong lived in seclusion in the capital and never stepped out of the palace again.

"The common people call this place an ominous place, and the Daqian royal family also has many taboos and rarely sets foot..."

At the foot of the mountain, Li Mo couldn't help but sigh, only Wang Jiu and Honglian boy were with him.

Wang Jiuzhan's cultivation is best able to sense changes in vitality. As for the Red Lotus Boy, he also has the ability to regenerate. He is from the same ancestry as the "Blood River Demon Fetus", which is also helpful in searching for the latter.

Therefore, Li Mo took them with him.

As for Master Ji, he ran away before the battle and did not follow.

When he fled the capital, he originally wanted to avoid his father, the King of Zhennan, for fear of being treated as a victim and marrying into the royal family.

Now, when the King of Zhennan came to Beijing, he was even more afraid to avoid him. If it hadn't been for Li Mo's request, he wouldn't have raised his eyebrows even if he was beaten to death, and took the initiative to look for traces of Master Ji Ba.

"Master, I heard that the fire in the capital eighteen years ago started here?"

Wang Jiu stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the Evergreen Mountain, which was green and lush. It was full of vitality, the mountains and rivers were hidden in light, and had a peaceful atmosphere. It was a treasured place for spiritual cultivation.

It’s no wonder that the capital city has a radius of 800 miles and 300 famous and famous mountains. The Everlasting Sorrow Mountain dominates the capital. Over time, it is inevitable that it will be contaminated by the emperor’s dragon spirit.

However, despite its ominous name, few monks practice here.

After all, even Shenzong once hated this place. Who has such a tough destiny that can suppress the ominousness here!?

Even if you practice here, I'm afraid it will be a series of disasters and it will be difficult to improve your magical powers.

"I heard that this is what happened... The fire burned strangely, and Mount Everlasting Sorrow almost turned into a scorched mountain. However, within a few years, it regained its vitality. The creation of heaven and earth is really amazing." Li Mo said calmly. Whisper.

"What a treasure land." Wang Jiu looked around, with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.

People have good and bad qualities, and the earth has evil spirits.

In any bad land, no grass grows, no vitality, and no nutrients can be locked in.

But the spiritual land is different. It is full of vitality. Even if it suffers disaster, it can be renewed quickly. This kind of place can nourish birds, insects and beasts. People here will have a clear mind, strong body, and even good luck in reproducing offspring. In body.

As the old saying goes, outstanding people make the earth spiritual.

"It would be so comfortable if this place could be used as a dojo for me..."

The more Wang Jiu looked at it, the more greedy he became. He had practiced the [Longevity Wuji Kung Fu], and the last thing he wanted to do was to suffer disaster in his life and lose his longevity.

Besides, it’s an ominous place, but it just didn’t have a good name.

Everlasting hatred sounds like bad luck. If one day, Wang Jiu can practice in this mountain, he will have to change its name.

"There's someone in front..."

At this moment, Red Lotus Boy gave a warning.

Li Mo looked up and saw that there was a large vineyard not far away. Although it was cold winter, the heat in the mountains was strong and the Yang Qi was abundant. Under the sun, the grapes were plump and bright, rich and full-bodied, and they looked extremely sweet and juicy.

"It is indeed a treasure land. There are still grapes in the winter." Wang Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mo walked over and saw a man picking grapes. He looked like he was in his fifties, with gray hair on his temples but a very strong body. He was dressed in coarse cloth and barefoot. There was a crystal on the small table next to him. The bottle contains a ruby ​​red liquid, and the rich aroma of wine mixed with the fruity aroma of grapes comes in waves.

“What a fragrant wine.”

Li Mo couldn't help but lament that before Shenzong, wine was still a rarity, and the western region was often the most authentic and mellow.

At that time, the most common drink in Daqian was sweet wine or shochu.

Among them, sweet wine can also be divided into clear wine and dark wine.

The turbid wine is turbid. Because it is not filtered, you can often see rice residue mixed with foam floating in the wine, which looks like ants and bugs. Therefore, this type of wine is also called "green ant". There is an old saying that "green ants are new fermented wine, and red mud is small." The word "stove".

This kind of wine is simple in craftsmanship and has an extremely low alcohol content. It is comparable to the beer Li Mo made in his previous life. When drinking, someone still needs to be there to sift the wine.

Therefore, many ancient books say that a hero can drink eighteen bowls of wine without pouring it out, and even become more courageous and can go into the mountains to catch tigers. This kind of wine is what they say.

As for soju, it is closer to liquor, strong and spicy.

During the reign of Emperor Shenzong, he improved the wine-making process and introduced wine to Kyoto, where it instantly became the new favorite of wealthy families.

Just such a jug of wine would probably cost a hundred taels of silver, which would be enough to cover the expenses of a family of three for two to three years.

Therefore, even now, wine is still a favorite among the upper class nobles.

"Young man, just take a look and don't spoil my wine."

At this moment, the middle-aged man with bare feet and coarse cloth spoke.

"Uncle, what grapes did you use for this wine?"

"This jug of wine costs one hundred taels, and I only earn ninety-five taels. What kind of grapes do I use?"

The barefoot middle-aged man slowly turned around, took out two clay pots from under the table, and poured the clear liquid inside into the empty crystal bottles.

"The leftover drink from yesterday was boiled cold and boiled, and mixed with some wine dew..."

"Wine dew?" Li Mo was stunned.

The so-called "wine dew" is also alcohol. It is recorded in the "Yuanben Miscellaneous Notes" of the previous dynasty that strong wine and troughs were put into the steamer, steamed on the steam, and a container was used to collect Dettol... When the clear water was put into the water, the taste was extremely strong, and the lid Wine dew too.

Later, Shenzong improved this distillation method and obtained the "wine dew" that is now very similar to alcohol.

"This is not wine at all, the color is wrong..." Red Lotus Boy said coldly.

"That's right..." The middle-aged uncle nodded, and took out a wooden box from under the desk. When he opened it, he found a small red powder.

"This is color powder extracted from grape skins." The middle-aged uncle poured the powder into a crystal bottle and shook it gently. The wine inside immediately turned into a bright ruby ​​red.

“No aroma of wine…”

The middle-aged uncle smelled it and took out a bamboo tube from under the table. After opening it, an unknown liquid poured directly into the crystal bottle.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine hit my face.

"This is grape essence...but it's a good thing..." The middle-aged uncle shook the crystal bottle to fully integrate the treasures containing the crystallization of supreme wisdom.

"How much does it cost to use rotten grapes..."

The middle-aged uncle placed the crystal bottle in front of him, sniffed it gently, and showed an intoxicated look.

Li Mo was stunned when he saw the whole process. He didn't even have to spend half a cup of tea before and after the whole process. A bottle of precious wine worth hundreds of taels was completed.

"This bottle is also expensive. It costs three hundred taels." The middle-aged uncle put down the crystal bottle and looked at Li Mo: "By the way, I suggest you check your health regularly... Young man, do you want a bottle?"

"you……"

Li Mo's expression became even weirder.

Even Wang Jiu and Honglian Boy couldn't help but look at each other, seeing shock and surprise in each other's eyes.

As demons and ghosts, they have seen many human beings, but this is the first time they have seen such a weird and profiteer, and it really opened their eyes.

"Uncle, your wine...then what are your grapes used for?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I keep it for myself."

The middle-aged uncle picked a grape casually, put it into his mouth, and bit into it. You could even hear the sound of juice splashing.

"Profiteer." Red Lotus Boy said in a deep voice.

"This is a conscientious business, and we don't cheat the poor."

The middle-aged uncle said casually: "I don't know how much those high-ranking officials need to take every day... I heard that the Duke of Qingning uses century-old ginseng soup to rinse his mouth every morning... The body is so resistant, so it is best to drink such a fine wine."

As he spoke, the middle-aged uncle looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"Young man, would you like some... If you buy a hundred thousand catties, you can get a 30% discount..."

"One hundred thousand catties!?" Li Mo's eyes widened.

He only thought that the uncle in front of him was just a small workshop that produced and sold his own goods, but he could weigh a hundred thousand kilograms with one mouthful... What a sin this must have caused.

"Thank you... thank you, I don't need..." Li Moqian smiled.

"I don't want the wine, there are other things."

The middle-aged uncle rubbed a bright and plump grape in his hand and looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"How about turtle jelly and lotus root starch?"

"I ride on a horse..."

Wang Jiu had the best temper, and his face could not help but darken at this moment. Red Lotus Boy's forehead was even more exposed with veins, and he wished he could burn this vineyard with fire.

"Uncle, you do all kinds of business." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he said with deep meaning.

"There is nothing we can do. The family has a big business and no money. We will all starve to death." The middle-aged uncle spread his hands and said nonchalantly.

"Then I won't bother you."

Li Mo winked and asked Wang Jiu and Honglian Boy to leave.

"Master, this profiteer..."
To be continued...