Xu Feng thought of the secret realm of Qingfeng Town controlled by Wei Hong, the principal of No. 1 Middle School. The Qingfeng Yuye in it was a kind of spiritual wine with excellent taste. It could also enhance spiritual properties. It was no exaggeration to say that it was worth a fortune.

Could it be that there are spiritual liquors similar to Qingfeng Yuye in this Apostle Trading Market?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart. He quickly followed Zhao Ruhai and walked quickly towards the place where the spiritual wine was sold.

The two walked to a tent at the innermost part of the trading market. In front of the tent, there were dozens of porcelain jars of various sizes. A rich and clear aroma of wine spread from these jars.

"It looks like this is hand-brewed fine wine. Could it be that the stall owner in front of me is a winemaker?" Xu Feng thought to himself.

Brewing is also a profession, just like forging, but there are not many people who can do it. If you want to become a brewer, it is better to have a heritage in the real world. Otherwise, it will be difficult to become the top in this industry.

"Haha, Lao Cui, you're finally back at the stall!" Zhao Ruhai greeted him with a laugh before he even got close.

Xu Feng discovered that for those who frequently came to this underground market, the disguises such as masks and robes were simply for show. Zhao Ruhai knew at least 80% of the stall owners in this underground market, and almost everyone in the entire underground market also knew Zhao Ruhai.

"Can you please stop calling my name!" said the stall owner, who was wearing a black robe and a chimpanzee mask, helplessly.

"What are you afraid of? In this whole market, who doesn't know you, the Wine Fairy Cui..." Zhao Ruhai finally did not call out the stall owner's full name. He laughed and began to sniff at the wine jars one by one.

"This is Hundred Flowers Wine, it tastes very pure, but it's a wine for women, too soft!" Zhao Ruhai smelled them one by one, as if sniffing the aroma of the wine was also a kind of enjoyment.

"This is monkey wine! Lao Cui, you're cutting corners. It's missing some fruity aromas. If it's monkey wine without spiritual fruits, can it still be called monkey wine?" Zhao Ruhai sniffed the jar of wine hard, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"You also said it's a spiritual fruit. Do you think spiritual fruits are so easy to obtain?" The stall owner snorted coldly and said, "Besides, if all the spiritual fruits are present, it won't be called Monkey Wine, it will be called Monkey King Wine! I have to sell a jar for at least this much!"

As he said this, the stall owner stretched out his palm and flipped it back and forth twice.

"Alright, alright, if you weren't short of money, you wouldn't be selling wine..." Zhao Ruhai pointed at two jars of spirit wine and said, "Give me two jars each of Shachangzui and Qinyuanchun, and one jar of Baihuaniang as well. I'll give it away later!"

Zhao Ruhai's attitude when buying spiritual wine was even more generous than when buying those minerals. He opened his mouth and ordered several jars. Although the stall owner's expression was hidden by the mask, Xu Feng could also feel his joy and excitement.

"There are ten jars in total. I'll give you a 10% discount. Just give me 450,000!" said the stall owner, rubbing his hands.

"You only give me a 10% discount for buying so many things, Lao Cui, you are not fair!" Zhao Ruhai took out a bank card and handed it over, muttering.

"Just be content. The discount is given to you because you are an old customer. Others can't expect a single cent discount even if they buy a lot!" said the stall owner, rolling his eyes.

"Okay, okay, who told me to like your taste!" Zhao Ruhai looked drooling, as if he wanted to open a jar and have a taste right away.

Fortunately, Zhao Ruhai still had some rationality and knew that he had to drive back. In the end, he and Xu Feng moved all the jars of fine wine, each weighing ten kilograms, onto the pickup truck.

"By the way, I recently brewed a new kind of wine, which can be considered a spiritual wine. I'll give you a bottle to try!" When the stall owner saw Zhao Ruhai preparing to leave, he hesitated for a moment, then waved to stop Zhao Ruhai.

"Wine? What's so good about wine? It's just a drink!" Zhao Ruhai frowned and muttered.

"Yes, yes. There aren't many opportunities to get anything from a miser like you. I don't like wine, but there are people who do!" Zhao Ruhai said quickly.

The stall owner snorted coldly, turned and went into the tent, and took out a hand-fired pottery jar. The jar was not big, probably holding only about one kilogram at most, and there was a handle on it so it could be carried.

When Zhao Ruhai saw the appearance of the pottery jar, a look of disgust immediately appeared on his face.

"Old Cui, can't you spend some time on packaging? Wine in ceramic jars? What are you thinking?" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help but complain, "At least order a batch of high-end glass bottles. Even if the wine is good enough for a state banquet, it can only be sold in small shops in villages and towns after you package it in ceramic jars!"

"Enough, why are you still talking nonsense when I'm giving you the wine for free!" Although he was wearing a mask, Xu Feng could feel that the stall owner was a little embarrassed. He stuffed the pottery jar into Zhao Ruhai's arms and started to chase him away.

Seeing Zhao Ruhai's nonchalant look, the stall owner couldn't help but remind him: "This is brewed with purple jade grapes. Drinking it for the first time can improve your mental strength a little. It's very precious!"

"Have you been to the Dead Man's Ditch again?" When Zhao Ruhai heard the words "Purple Jade Grapes", his face suddenly changed and he asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry about it!" The stall owner waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Be careful, that's not a good place. Don't lose your life there just for brewing wine!" Zhao Ruhai couldn't help but advise.

"I know, I know, let's go." The stall owner started to chase people away again.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Zhao Ruhai raised the pottery jar and looked at the sun. The sun was shining brightly, but under the sun, the pottery jar filled with wine was emitting a faint white chill.

"Huh?" Xu Feng subconsciously glanced at the pottery jar, and suddenly his mind moved. There were no pottery jars for sale in the entire underground market, only the stall owner selling spiritual wine had it. Moreover, the pottery jar in front of him seemed to be somewhat similar to the pottery jar containing pure yang earth in the legend of his previous life.

"Boss, do you still have this wine? I want to buy it!" Xu Feng suddenly asked the stall owner with a smile.

The stall owner didn't say anything, but instead looked at Zhao Ruhai with a questioning look in his eyes.

"A good friend of mine is very good at forging, and he has been discussing his forging experience with me recently!" said Zhao Ruhai.

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards Xu Feng suddenly became gentle.

When the stall owner saw Xu Feng and Zhao Ruhai, they were both professional blacksmiths, and his attitude became kinder.

"I'm afraid this young friend doesn't know that purple jade grapes grow in places with extremely heavy yin energy. Even after being brewed into spiritual wine, this yin energy cannot be completely eliminated. Therefore, you can't drink too much. You can only have a small drink a day. On the contrary, it will be good for your body!" the stall owner explained patiently.

"Besides, this wine is not easy to store. If you buy too much, it will go bad easily!" Zhao Ruhai added: "If you really want to drink it, buy one or two bottles...cans to try. It would be a waste to buy too much!"

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(End of this chapter)