In the wine shop, Meng Fan was distilling strong liquor, which he named "Three Bowls Down," implying that even immortals couldn't drink four bowls.
Meng Fan usually does the steaming himself. Others thought he put precious immortal ingredients in during the steaming process, but they didn't know that Meng Fan's every word and action was now perfectly natural, and he could do every step to perfection!
Meng Fan rarely distills strong liquor; he usually produces light and fragrant spirits, but strong liquor is his best-selling product.
It is rare for an immortal to get drunk, and three bowls of this wine can make an immortal drunk, making it a truly precious celestial wine.
In recent years, as the wine shop’s reputation has grown, people have flocked to buy wine, among whom an old beggar was the most prominent.
This old beggar has been coming here almost every day since he had a drink here thirty years ago. Although he is dressed in shabby clothes, he always has plenty of money for drinks. When he gets into a good mood, he might even tip the waiters a lot of immortal crystals.
Therefore, he became a big customer in the eyes of the waiters. As soon as they saw the old beggar coming, they all went up to him with flattery on their faces and served the old beggar very well.
Since the world of Zhengde was plundered of its immortal crystals, although much has been mined again in recent years, it has not met the demand, so immortal crystals have become very rare.
The old beggar has been coming to drink every day for decades, spending a lot of money on drinks and tipping people with immortal crystals. He's been doing this all these years without any problems. Even a fool knows that this old beggar is not someone to mess with; he might just be some kind of master playing around in the mortal world.
As usual, the old beggar came to the wine shop that day. As soon as he entered, he attracted everyone's attention. Most of the customers here were regulars, and they all knew that this old beggar was not someone to mess with.
The waiters' eyes lit up when they saw the newcomer, thinking to themselves, "The big fat sheep has arrived."
The old beggar looked ordinary, with unsteady steps and a shaky gait, as if he might fall at any moment.
"Waiter, bring me a jar of 'Three Bowls' wine, and then fill my old wine jug!"
The waiters paid no attention to the old beggar's dirty clothes, and led him to a table to sit down, repeatedly agreeing with him.
"Sir, please have a seat. We'll go get you some wine right away."
The old beggar sat down with an air of nonchalance, grabbed a waiter, and said, "Did you ask your boss if this recipe is for sale?"
The waiter said somewhat embarrassedly, "Sir, please come to our shop often. The worker we asked last time has been fired by the owner, so we dare not ask again."
The old beggar, upon hearing this, became somewhat angry and said, "I offered him two million immortal crystals for just one of his formulas, and he refused? Did you skimp on the offer?"
The waiter quickly waved his hand and said, "Sir, that's really not the case. Someone once offered five million immortal crystals to buy this formula from our boss, and other formulas were offered tens of millions, but our boss still refused."
Five million immortal crystals?
The waiter's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was a person with cultivation, so they all heard him clearly.
Five million immortal crystals is a huge sum of money now. In terms of purchasing power, it is equivalent to tens of millions of crystals before the great changes in the Zhengde World!
The old beggar was taken aback. He thought to himself that anyone who could resist the temptation of five million immortal crystals must be no ordinary person. Moreover, this wine was so outstanding that many people had their eyes on it. If soft tactics didn't work, they would try hard ones. But the fact that this wine shop had been able to stand firm for hundreds of years was enough to explain the situation.
Although he was highly skilled, he once tried to probe deep into the wine shop with his divine sense, but was blocked by a gentle force. Since then, he has not dared to try again.
The old beggar released the laborer, somewhat annoyed, and urged him to hurry up and get the wine.
As everyone ate and drank, two more figures walked in from outside. Both figures were women; one was wearing a long purple dress, and the other was wearing a pure white dress.
The woman in white walked in front, while the woman in purple, who was a step behind, glanced around. It was clear that the woman in white was in charge.
Both women appeared to be in their early teens, but immortals are masters of longevity, so their age cannot be determined from their appearance alone.
The woman behind her was pretty and already a rare beauty, but compared to the woman in front, she was several levels below.
The moment the woman in white entered, everyone was stunned, even forgetting to drink the wine in their hands.
It was nothing more than that everyone was captivated by the woman's beauty. Even though everyone in the immortal realm could be considered a beauty, the woman before them seemed to have stepped out of a poem, with a face like the bright moon, eyes like stars, willow-leaf eyebrows like smoke, and cherry lips that were red without any makeup.
"Xiao Xing, let's find a seat."
The woman in white seemed to be used to the stares of the crowd and spoke to the woman behind her.
“Yes, Miss,” the woman in purple replied.
She then called over the waiter who was standing there in a daze and shouted, "Aren't you awake yet! Quickly find a good seat for our young lady."
The waiter had never seen such beauties before, so he quickly composed himself and led them to a private seat by the window.
However, when Xiaoxing saw the old beggar at the next table, she immediately scolded the waiter, "Are you blind? My young lady is pure and virtuous, how could you lead us to a beggar's place!"
Xiao Xing has a terrible temper, and seeing this, she kicked the worker.
Xiao Er is just an ordinary person, at the very bottom of the immortal realm. How could he be a match for Xiao Xing?
Before he could even dodge, Xiao Xing kicked him, sending him flying and smashing the liquor store counter to pieces.
However, even ordinary people in the immortal realm have bodies that are far superior to ordinary people. Xiao Xing did not use any magic power, so Xiao Er only spat out a mouthful of blood and was not seriously injured.
He didn't have time to tidy up the broken counter. He hurriedly knelt down in front of Xiaoxing and said, "Please calm down, fairies. Look, this is the only table in our wine shop that is not occupied. All the others are full."
Ignoring Xiao Er's explanation, Xiao Xing raised her hand to strike again, but this time she was stopped by the woman in white.
"Xiaoxing, let it go."
The woman in white spoke in a melodious voice, like a nightingale singing in a valley.
Xiao Xing then stopped, shouting, "I'll let you off this time, but hurry up and bring up all the good wine from your wine shop!"
The waiter hurriedly got up to get the wine, but a flash of resentment crossed his eyes as he thought to himself, "You guys drink up, I'll make you pay a huge sum of immortal crystals later!"
He was the longest-serving waiter here, and he knew his boss's temper. Anyone who broke anything in the wine shop would be considered dead if they didn't pay ten thousand times the amount of immortal crystals!
This was personally instructed by Meng Fan: if anyone damages anything in the wine shop, including injuring the waiters, that person must pay for it, regardless of their cultivation level. This is an ironclad rule!
The people in the wine shop were all regulars, but they had different guesses about the identity of the woman in white, as none of them had ever seen such a woman before.
Before long, dozens of wine jugs were placed in front of the woman in white. Even with the stoppers on, the various aromas of the wines wafted out, intoxicating all who tasted them!
The waiter smiled and said, "Ladies, these are all the flavors of immortal wine in our shop. We've even brought out our owner's most treasured immortal wine. Please enjoy them."
After saying this, the waiter left, a look of satisfaction on his face. He thought of another ironclad rule Meng Fan had mentioned: anyone who drinks and doesn't pay the bill will die!
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