Chapter 338: Millennium Wine!
"Hey, you guys wait, Fatty, I will come to explore the way!"
When he saw the square hole, Fatty's eyes immediately lit up.
Waving his hand to stop the others, he got in like the wind.
This is a sensitive fat man.
After the fat man got in, he lit up many cold fireworks and threw them around, and then said hello to Hu Ming and others.
Several people filed in. On the other side of the square cave was a tomb made of black rock.
Looking at the material, it is roughly the same material as the human and horse warriors at the bottom of the moat. It is a unique stone near here.
The height of the tomb is not high, and people who enter can barely stand up straight.
But surprisingly, the overall space is very spacious.
There are some reliefs carved on the surrounding walls, which are probably scenes of King Wannu hosting a banquet to entertain his ministers in the past.
However, due to the special geographical environment here, the reliefs have long been corroded and can only be seen roughly.
At a glance, there are many earthen jars neatly placed around the tomb, each of which is half a person tall.
“Hey, what kind of treasures are packed in here?”
“It must be something extremely precious to be favored by Emperor Wannu as one of the funerary objects after his death. Something?”
The fat man rubbed his hands, and his eyes began to glow green, like cat eyes in the dark.
Seeing this, Hu Ming rolled his eyes helplessly, not bothering to stop the fat man and just let him go.
The fat man happily took out an earthen jar and patted open the mud seal.
Suddenly, a mellow and fragrant aroma of wine filled the entire tomb.
“I bet, this Wannu King is probably not an alcoholic, right?”
"You want to be buried with so much wine when you die? Tsk, smell it, this is good wine!"
"Look, after hundreds of years of storage, half of the wine has evaporated. If it falls off, what is left is the essence. This is a treasure that even money cannot buy!"
The fat man took a deep breath intoxicated and praised.
He usually likes wine, but he has never seen this kind of treasure that has been stored in ancient tombs for hundreds of years.
The fat man couldn't help it immediately. He took out his paratrooper knife and dipped it in, wanting to taste it.
Fortunately, the fat man knew that drinking would cause trouble. Now was not the time to relax. He just wanted to have a taste, rather than just pick up the can and drink it.
"Are you desperate? This wine has been stored for hundreds of years. Expired food, be careful of food poisoning."
Wu Xie grabbed the fat man's hand.
"Naive, you don't understand this. There is no shelf life for stored wine at all. It will not go bad after being stored for thousands of years."
"Some people even say that it can last for thousands of years." It is said that if you eat the wine from the bottom of the old wine, you will live forever.”
"Our ancestors fought back and forth, and some of them went there just for the wine. Try the taste and you'll be fine. At most, you'll have diarrhea."
The fat man shook his head and swallowed the mouthful of water.
Smelling the fragrant smell of wine, the glutton in the fat man's belly has long been aroused.
"Fat man, wait..."
Suddenly, Panzi's expression changed and he reached out to knock over the jar in Fatty's hand.
"Hey, Panzi, what are you doing?"
"It's not easy for everyone to get here, what's wrong with the little fat guy just trying a sip of wine? It's just a sip, it won't delay the business!"
Hu Ming pulled Panzi over with quick eyes and hands, and spoke righteously with a smile in his eyes.
"No, Mr. Ming, I mean, this wine..."
"No, no, what a big deal. I know you and the little fat man don't get along, but Can’t we say goodbye now?”
Hu Ming blinked at Panzi with a look of gloating. "Oh, I'm sorry, Fatty. I'm a little excited. It's okay. It's just a sip of wine. It's okay!"
Panzi understood and quickly changed his mind.
When Panzi was fighting abroad before, he had seen this kind of wine among tribes in some remote areas and knew what was in it.
There is something really wrong with this wine...
But it won't do any harm to people. On the contrary, it is a great tonic. But.
Most people can't enjoy this thing of making wine.
"No, what are you two doing? You are talking so much, why don't you just take a sip of wine?
"The biggest problem is diarrhea. It's a big deal. Fat man, I have a physique like this. Even if you spend three days and three nights squatting in the pit, you can still fight with Wannu King Zongzi for three days and three nights!"
The fat man looked at the two people who suddenly reached an agreement with a confused look on his face, confused. Status.
But this wine is so fragrant!
The fat man was too lazy to care about these two people. He dipped a little of his paratrooper knife into his mouth and put it in his mouth.
"I always feel that you two cheaters are working together to cheat the fat man. Is there something weird about that wine?"
Wu Xie walked up to Hu Ming and Panzi, who were smiling evilly, and tilted his head. He closed his eyes and lowered his voice and asked quietly.
The fat man was so greedy for wine that he didn't react for a while.
But Wu Xie was an outsider, and he could see clearly that there must be something wrong with the wine.
But he kept it tacitly and looked forward to watching the show.
"...You...Wu Xie is not a good person either!"
"Don't say that, we are all friends, there is nothing to cheat...Besides, it's not me and The cricket cheated the fat man, and..."
"The three of us are working together to cheat the fat man!"
Hu Ming pointed at Wu Xie and corrected him.
If there is a pot, everyone must fight together!
“I can do it!”
Wu Xie said helplessly with a corner of his mouth twitching.
At this moment, the fat man had licked the amber wine off the paratrooper's knife and closed his eyes intoxicated.
"Smells, really smells! It's a treasure that has been stored in the cellar for hundreds of years!"
"I said, do you want to take a sip and try it? I guarantee that this is thousands of times better than the so-called good wines on the market. A hundred times!"
After a long time, the fat man came to his senses and reluctantly put away his paratrooper knife.
If it weren’t for the wrong time and place, he would really be drunk here.
It is a great blessing to be able to drink ancient wine that is hundreds of years old or nearly a thousand years old!
"No, no, fat. For the sake of my health, I quit drinking. I swear I will never drink alcohol from now on!"
"You can enjoy this treasure by yourself. I am destined to have no connection with you. Of course, if you If you are interested, you can bring some back to your father, Uncle Jin, and the others to try.”
Hu Ming waved his hands and said, just kidding, forget it if you don’t know about this thing, you know there is something in it, how can a normal person know that? Drink?
"Huh? Quit drinking? Still healthy? Are you kidding me? How can an ageless monster like you, Uncle Ming, still be healthy? Bah!"
Hearing this, The fat man curled his lips disdainfully.
"Little fat man, didn't you just say that eating a thousand-year-old wine can will make you immortal?"
"How about you see if there is anything good in the wine can?"
Panzi glanced at the fat man with pity and said unbearably.
Can’t bear it? I can’t bear it, uncle!
Hu Ming glanced sideways at Panzi, who had a clearly evil smile on his face. This is murderous and heart-breaking!
If the fat man doesn't know, forget it, it's just a sip of ancient wine that is tonic, but he knows
Hiss, what hatred, what resentment?
"Jiu Cao? Oh, that's right!" The wine here is almost a thousand years old. Come on, Fatty, let me take a look. Maybe it is an elixir! My old man also said that this is a treasure!"
The fat man's eyes lit up and he quickly used it. The knife plowed through the sediment of wine at the bottom of the jar.
Next moment.
"Damn it, what the hell is this horse-riding thing?"
"Damn it, Panzi, have you known this for a long time and are you deliberately trying to trick me?"
>"Mad, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!"
Looking at the things inside, the fat man's face immediately turned green, and he felt like his stomach was rolling like a stormy sea.
Nima is like riding a horse and dreaming.
(End of this chapter)