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    This Taoist practitioner could tell at a glance that he came from other places. His Taoist uniform was woven with gold threads, making it bright and eye-catching.

    The innkeeper is used to visitors coming from all over the country, so he can tell at a glance that these are distinguished guests.  With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and asked, "How many of you are staying in a hotel or having a meal?"

    I saw the leader of the Taoist priest, who had a chest-length beard and carried a jade-inlaid sword on his back. He nodded and replied: "Give us seven first-class guest rooms, and the wine and food will be the best!"

    After the Taoist priest finished speaking, a middle-aged man accompanying him came forward and dropped a piece of silver on the table, which seemed to be a hundred taels.  The innkeeper's eyes shone when he saw the silver coins. He thought that these bull noses were really generous, so he carefully put away the silver coins, then called the waiter and took the Taoist priests to the Tianzihao guest room upstairs.

    The middle-aged man who paid the money seemed to be doing some shopping and arranging meals for these Taoist disciples.  At this time, the middle-aged man tasted the Wang Shao Dao in the wine jar and couldn't help but frowned and said: "Boss, this wine is not good, give us a better one!"

    The innkeeper nodded in agreement: "Yes, I will exchange it for Sun's aged wine!"

    The innkeeper was greeting people downstairs, and the back of the kitchen was busy killing chickens and ducks.

    By chance, Fu Xiaowa was here bringing him some drinks. Before Fu Xiaowa entered the door, he saw the innkeeper busy with his face full of joy, which wiped away the frown he had that day.

    Fu Xiaowa carried the big wine jar and entered the inn: "Boss, I've brought you wine!"

    When the innkeeper saw Fu Xiaowa, he knew that Fu Xiaowa had come back and helped him lose money, so his memory was still fresh.  However, the innkeeper's face showed some shame at this moment.

    After hesitating for a long time, the boss said: "My dear, uncle wants to tell you something!"

    "If there's anything you need, please tell me, shopkeeper!"

    While talking, Fu Xiaowa had already moved the wine jar off the wooden cart. The innkeeper stopped and said, "You don't need to move this wine down"

    "What's wrong?" Fu Xiaowa stopped what she was doing.

    The innkeeper said politely: "Ahem. Well, that's it. This wine doesn't seem to be very popular with guests now. Now there is a new Sun's Winery in the town. Although the price is more expensive, it tastes very good. I. I  I decided to use the wine from that winery in the future, so"

    Fu Xiaowa has already heard what the shopkeeper meant. This inn is the biggest sales point of Wangjia Winery. If it loses,  It will affect the livelihood of the winery.

    Fu Xiaowa said anxiously: "We can sell this wine cheaper"

    The innkeeper sighed: "This is not a matter of price. To be honest, the taste of Wang's barbecue knife is not as good as before!"

    When Fu Xiaowa heard this, he felt sad. He also knew that there was nothing he could do about it. The problem was his own fault.  You can't force people to sell wine they don't want.  He nodded and said, "Okay. I'll go back and see if there's any way to improve the taste of this wine. I'd also like to ask the shopkeeper to give me another chance!"

    "Okay, if the taste of Wang's Shao Knife can return to its original state, I will still use your wine!" The shopkeeper nodded in agreement.

    Fu Xiaowa transported the wine jar back to the wine shop, and Wang Gui and his wife heard about it.  I couldn't help but sigh and shook my head helplessly.

    The old man Wang Gui said: "This Wang family's Shao Dao. It was indeed an excellent wine before, but it fell into my place. It has changed beyond recognition!"

    Fu Xiaowa asked strangely: "Why is this wine like this? What is wrong with it?"

    Mr. Wang Gui shook his head and said: "You don't know about this wine-making process. It's extremely complicated. Every craft is very demanding. First of all, this wine must be stored in the cellar for seven or forty-nine days before it has an aged aroma."  , and we are two old bones, we are already unable to send the wine into the cellar, and I am afraid that after a while, the work of making wine will be beyond our capabilities!"

    After Fu Xiaowa heard this, he couldn't think of a way. The old man Wang Gui continued: "Actually, the real Wang family's knife-burning is far from this. There are more processes that have not been carried out. For example, this wine originally needs  There are three kinds of grains, one is rice, one is sorghum, and there is a cereal called highland barley, but now, there is no such thing called highland barley!"

    Fu Xiaowa had never heard of highland barley. He asked, "Can't you order it from the local grain dealer?"

    "We tried it many years ago, but no one was willing to help with the purchase. It's probably because the Green and Naked Land is far away and the journey is difficult and dangerous. No one is willing to take on this job. Moreover, it's too expensive, so we can't afford it, right?"  After Wang Gui finished speaking, his face was full of helplessness.

    Fu Xiaowa asked: "If we find highland barley, can we brew the real Wangjia Shao Dao?"

    Wang Gui said: "It can only be said that it barely reaches the taste of the Wang family's burning knife. In fact, no one can make the real Wang family's burning knife since our ancestors.", because the key point is the wine medicine. This wine medicine is actually the secret recipe of each kind of wine. The wine fermented by each kind of wine medicine has a different taste. The wine medicine used by the Wang family to burn knives also has a secret recipe.  It contains more than 100 kinds of herbs. You can find all the herbs, but the only thing missing is the black sand pottery pot. This black sand pottery pot is the top grade for making wine and medicine. It determines the quality of each kind of wine and medicine. This also indirectly affects the quality of the wine and medicine.  To the quality of the wine!  "

    Fu Xiaowa nodded in understanding. He never thought that there are so many ways to make wine. No wonder there are so many grades of wine in the world. This is the reason.

    ¡°Isn¡¯t this black sand clay pot very expensive?¡±

    "This thing is not expensive, but it is rarer than the purple sand. Even if it is a collector, it is not willing to sell it!"

    "Does Qingniu Town have this black sand clay pot?"

    "As far as I know, this black sand pottery pot was passed down from ancestors to a family near the bridge in Qingniu Town. I don't know if it has been sold now, but this thing is only needed by wineries. It mainly depends on the family.  I don¡¯t want to give it up or sell it, the Wang family also asked someone to inquire, but they came back to no avail!¡± Wang Gui said regretfully.

    "Then I'll go ask!" Fu Xiaowa said and stood up. He wanted to recreate the flavor of the Wang family's roasted knives.

    "Then Mr. Wang Gui estimated the price. This jar was worth about one hundred taels of silver, and Mr. Wang Gui only had this amount of savings.  If they can be bought, these savings can be considered valuable.

    ??????????? Fu Xiaowa did what he said, took the money and came to the Qingniu Town Bridge.  It can be said that the bridge in Qingniu Town can be regarded as the cultural and leisure area of ??Qingniu Town. There are storytellers, opera performers, some selling rouge and moisture, and so on.

    I saw that the market was quite lively today, with monkey performers, shadow puppet shows, various candy figures selling, and children wearing pigtails and jumping happily.

    With a childish heart, Fu Xiaowa crowded into the crowd to join in the fun, looking here and there.

    By chance, there was a puppet show that he liked better. The gong behind the stage was beating so fiercely that it was impossible to move.

    Fu Xiaowa couldn't help but squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, his eyes were shining, watching the puppets on the stage killing with small wooden knives.

    At this time, Luo Xinyi, the leader of the Green Wolf Gang, was stroking his beard, nodding his head, and watching the show. This was a strange little hobby of his.

    But I saw that no one recognized the dignified leader of the Green Wolf Gang, and the people around him cheered without knowing it. If these people watching the show knew that they were Luo Xinyi, the leader of the Green Wolf Gang, they would be scared to death.  pants.  ```.  .  )

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