The upstairs and downstairs are like two different worlds.
When Lingchu went downstairs carrying the octagonal lantern, the silence that originally belonged to the late night was stripped away in an instant, and what he heard was the hustle and bustle of the room, and the sweet smell of wine and incense that seemed to never dissipate.
Lingchu was very beautiful, even though they were separated by a veil, the guests who came here and never returned seemed to be intoxicated by the fragrance of wine and incense, and they all talked loudly and drunk.
Walking to the counter, Lingchu looked up again and saw the signs hanging on the counter. Apart from the price of the guest room, there was only one thing marked on them.
Drunken dream wine.
As for Zuimeng Wine, there are several price ranges. The cheapest is one hundred low-grade magic crystal coins, and the most expensive is one hundred top-grade magic crystal coins.
Lingchu's nose gently sniffed through the veil. The aroma of wine that hit her nostrils was a little different from the wine she had seen and drank before.
After thinking about it, Lingchu took out a large handful of magic crystal coins from his storage bag, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the entire counter.
Although the magic crystal coins are pure black, they are crystal stones after all. They are piled up like a hill. Under the light of the lights, they seem to be flowing with broken light, which is bright and dazzling, making people look at them.
It even attracted the attention of the entire inn.
"I want all four types of Drunken Dream Wine."
Yes, the magic crystal coins given by Lingchu can be divided into upper, middle and lower grades. There are even a hundred top-quality magic crystal coins. A neat four hundred magic crystal coins are shining on the counter.
Even the innkeeper, who was lazy and seemed unable to wake up, opened his eyes and glanced at Lingchu with interest.
It's not like he's never seen heroic customers, and it's not like he's never seen customers who come here because of his wine, but Lingchu obviously doesn't come here because of his reputation, nor has he ever tasted Zuimeng Wine, he's just passing by. I bought it casually, not even thinking of trying to buy the low-priced Zuimeng Wine first to taste it before thinking about it. This was the first time I saw a customer who directly bought all four price ranges of Zuimeng Wine.
Lingchu accepted everyone's looks calmly, and didn't seem to notice the sudden silence in the lobby around him. He just looked at the boss. After a pause, he finally sat up straight, then bent down and took out the hand from under the counter. A huge box.
The box was made of simple wood and was not even painted. It was very simple, but when it was placed on the counter, a dull sound revealed that this ordinary-looking wooden box was very heavy. .
The wooden box fell on the counter, and the pile of magic crystal coins disappeared in an instant.
The boss, who had not returned home, patted the wooden box with his palm-like hand and said, "Take it."
This means that this box is the drunken dream wine that Lingchu wants.
This was the first time that someone bought Zuimengjiu in four price ranges at once, and the boss actually took it out from under the counter instead of asking someone to take it from the shelf.
Some guests, who were familiar with the idea of guests not returning, looked inexplicably at the boss, who had already laid back down, and Lingchu, who looked slender and graceful, but easily picked up the half-man tall wooden box with one hand.
Lingchu ignored the looks of these people and walked straight to an unoccupied corner of the guest lobby. With a bang, the wooden box hit the wooden table heavily.
Then, the corners of Lingchu's lips slightly raised under the veil, and in front of everyone, he opened the wooden box, revealing four pottery wine jars that seemed to be placed randomly inside.
And among these four jars of wine, from left to right, each jar is smaller than the other.
Putting down the lantern with one hand, Lingchu sat down facing everyone. He took out the largest jar of wine first, and with a flick of his finger, the seal was easily removed, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out.
This aroma of wine is exactly the same as the aroma that often floats in the lobby where guests never return.
Taking out a very special transparent crystal wine jug, Lingchu poured it into the wine jar. The crystal clear wine slowly flowed into the crystal wine jug along the mouth of the jar, and did not stop until the wine jug was half full.
After placing the wine jar, he took out the second largest jar from the box and opened the seal according to the law. This time, the aroma of wine still flowed out, but it didn't seem to be as good as the previous jar.
So fragrant.
Tilt it out, the wine in this jar is syrupy yellow, like the syrup made by crushing golden wheat ears in late autumn, with a hint of broken gold.
The pulpy yellow wine liquid was submerged into the crystal flask. The originally transparent wine liquid intersected with the pulpy yellow wine liquid, but strangely they did not merge. Instead, the lower layer was clear and the upper layer was pulpy yellow. There seemed to be an invisible layer between the two. The resistance separates them and prevents them from merging together.
The originally strong aroma of wine began to slowly fade away.
Most of the people who came to drink without returning had tasted the Zuimeng Wine, and naturally knew that the taste of the Zuimeng Wine was different at different prices, but this was the first time I saw someone mixing the Zuimeng Wine together.
And it was also the first time I knew that when Zuimeng wine was mixed together, it turned out like this, and it seemed that they couldn't blend together, and the aroma also changed.
For a moment, the lobby where no guests had returned fell into silence for the first time. All the drinkers' eyes were fixed on Ling Chu, who was moving smoothly and gracefully in the corner.
She only added half of the remaining half of the crystal decanter to the second jar of wine, and then stopped pouring.
He picked up the third altar instead.
The third jar of Zuimeng Wine is naturally smaller, and the aroma after opening is lighter. The wine poured out is light pink, the kind that is as fresh and tender as the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in March. At a glance In the past, the soft pink color made people's hearts.
The light fragrance is also like the fragrance of flowers, not like the fragrance of wine.
Pour it into the crystal jug bit by bit, but it still doesn't blend. There is a layer of translucent white, a layer of late autumn yellow, and a layer of pink from the branches, all distinct.
The aroma was even weaker, almost inaudible.
It still only filled half of the remaining space.
Finally, Lingchu took out the last jar of Drunken Dream Wine.
This last jar of Zuimengjiu was actually a pot rather than a jar. It was only about the size of a woman’s palm. The slender body of the jar obviously didn’t contain much wine.
When I opened the seal at the mouth of the altar, there was no smell.
Everyone was simply staring at the three jars in front of them, because the drinkers who had not returned could see someone ordering from the three jars in front of them, but only this last jar, which was the drunken dream wine with one hundred top-quality magic crystal coins, was not common.
Lingchu lifted the wine jar and poured it toward the spout of the crystal flask. A drop of milky white wine dripped gently.
Tick tock.
It's just a drop of milk-like wine, but it penetrates the pink of March, the yellow of late autumn, and the crystal clear white. In the blink of an eye, this pot of distinct wine creates ripples layer by layer, and then, starting from the bottom , the wine was smudged in the blink of an eye, turning it into a blood-red color. At the same time, a smell that seemed like real blood, but mixed with the aroma of wine was weak, but powerfully rushed into everyone's mouth. tip of the nose.
This strange aroma of wine seems to penetrate into the bones, making everyone who smells it feel dizzy.
In the corner of the lobby, a man who seemed drunk to death suddenly raised his head after smelling the aroma of wine.
