Chapter 379- The story is over
In an instant, the surroundings were bright, and the sky and earth reappeared. There was no longer any cave.
Mr. Chen was also awakened by the aroma of wine.
He glanced down at the wine in the jar, his pupils suddenly dilated, his hand loosened, and the jar fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
The dense swarm of fleshworms swarmed, seemingly searching for water, but the wine was absorbed by the soil as soon as it was spilled. The worms struggled but were helpless, and died one by one from desiccation.
Chen Sheng felt his stomach churning, as if there were worms surging, but he couldn't retch anything. Then, he felt a heart-wrenching pain. He felt the blood in his body flowing backwards and replacing, and he felt dizzy and fainted...
He vaguely heard the echo of his childhood: "Daddy, what kind of wine is the most fragrant?" "Hey, you little drunkard, a thousand-year-old wine and ten-thousand-year-old dregs are not as good as a pool of wineworm urine..." Wineworm, wineworm, he just thought it was a joke, he didn't expect the legend to be true...
After an unknown amount of time, he awoke, dazed and drowsy. Opening his eyes, he saw his worried grandfather sitting beside his bed, spooning him ginseng soup. Next to him was Xiao Li, kneeling on the ground, sniffling and blaming himself. Seeing Chen Sheng awake, he quickly wiped away his tears. "Boss, I've found the ginseng you asked for. It's all my fault. I was so anxious to collect ginseng that I forgot about you. The doctor said you were injured by a poisonous miasma..."
"Wine... give me some wine..." Chen Sheng uttered only these three words, his voice hoarse. Without hesitation, Xiao Li poured a bowl of wine. Before he could even bring it to his lips, Chen Sheng snatched the jar and gulped down several large gulps.
The fifty-year-old ginseng clung to life, and after consuming several jars of wine, he regained some of his vitality. However, his cheeks were red as if made up, a clear sign of a last gasp of life. He grabbed his grandfather's hand and muttered, "Grandfather, the wine bug is actually real..."
The old grandfather was shocked. He had heard of the wine bug before. It was said that it could turn water into wine, with a fragrance that would last for ten thousand years. But this was only in children's songs; no one had ever seen it.
If it is really the alcohol bug that is causing trouble in his body, then my grandson will not live long.
He was deeply saddened.
Little Li, standing by, muttered to himself as he hurriedly pulled out an old ginseng from his arms. "Boss, I've found a century-old ginseng. It can definitely save your life..." He trembled, tears mixing with sweat.
Hearing about the century-old ginseng, the grandfather seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the ginseng in his hand and quickly stood up.
"Hurry, Xiao Li, carry Mr. Chen on your back and follow me to the wine cellar."
Xiao Li didn't bother to ask why, she wiped away her tears, carried Chen Sheng on her back, and followed him.
In the basement of the Tongmen inn, the dilapidated doors of the rooms were opened, and the three of them came to a dark room. The chains on the door had been pried open. The old grandfather was startled, and then he glanced at Chen Sheng on Xiao Li's back. He understood what was going on and told Xiao Li to pull down his clothes to cover his mouth and nose.
Pushing the door open, the overwhelming aroma of wine gushed out. Even with three layers of cloth covering it, the permeating fragrance still captivated him. Xiao Li couldn't bear it and swayed, but he managed to hold on and put Chen Shengping on the ground.
In the vast wine cellar, there is only a pit and an old wine jar. On the mottled wall are three large black characters engraved: "Into the Bone".
He recalled a rumor from earlier in the day: the inn's ancestor had once found a well-established cellar deep in Qushan Mountain. Its aroma could intoxicate for seven days and nights, leaving one feeling as ethereal as an immortal. Unfortunately, its scorching nature was too strong. For the lucky drinker, it would invigorate the blood and prolong life, while the unlucky would lose their yang energy and die instantly. Rumor had it that the wine lacked a flavor trigger, but what that trigger was, no one knew. Later, the cellar was sealed, and the name "Ruinu Mian" faded from people's minds like a puff of smoke...
He immediately understood. It turned out that Chen Sheng was looking for the century-old ginseng to use it in wine to neutralize the dryness of the wine and preserve the vital energy. He wanted to restart this old cellar...
The alcohol bug in Mr. Chen's body seemed to smell the aroma of wine and began to get restless.
Seeing this, the old grandfather struggled to remove the cork. Instantly, the aroma of wine filled his face. Chen Sheng struggled to crawl over, lying on the mouth of the jar, ready to drink.
The old grandfather hurriedly called out to Xiao Li to hold Chen Sheng tightly, and quickly threw the old ginseng into the wine jar.
Xiao Li used all his strength to hold Chen Sheng tightly. He looked hideous and retched. Then a fleshy worm as thick as a finger emerged from his mouth. Its entire body was white as white mutton-fat jade and it swayed and fell into the wine jar.
Mr. Chen pulled out all the strength and passed out.
Look at this fleshworm in the wine. It floats around in the jar for a few times before swelling up and transforming into a piece of white jade, sinking to the bottom.
Xiao Li trembled with courage, scooped up a ladle of wine and tasted it. It was like drinking nectar, refreshing to the heart. He felt a warm current flowing through his body, and all his meridians were unblocked.
He didn't dare to delay and quickly helped Chen Sheng up, pinched the corner of his mouth and poured the liquid into him.
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A few days later, the Tongmen Inn was packed to the brim, its doors seemingly ready to be trampled down by patrons. Little Li was leading a group of waiters, diligently entertaining the guests. Chen Sheng, looking like he'd just recovered from a serious illness, smirked. This time, he'd stumbled upon a true wine-attracting jade bug. He glanced at the bustling crowd around him, then lowered his head to fiddle with his abacus. On the two lookout poles outside the door, flags embroidered with the words "Tongshan Shao, a wine that's smoky and sweet" fluttered in the wind.
Qin Si stopped talking. Yun Duo looked at him blankly. Once she was sure he had finished, a smile immediately appeared on her face, and she clapped her hands vigorously.
"Brother Xiaosi tells stories well and they are really interesting. They are different from the stories I usually hear."
Isn't it different? Who would have nothing better to do than tell such a supernatural story in front of a child? It's not like they have nothing better to do.
Shi Feiye's expression changed slightly when she looked at Wang Liu. She probably only told Yun Duo fairy tales, stories about princesses and princes, but never stories like this.
Ye Yuanzhi clapped his hands earnestly with a stern face, "Well told, this story is very interesting."
Zhang Kai and Wei Tang both agreed with Ye Yuanzhi's statement, especially Zhang Kai, who looked at Qin Si with a bit of admiration, as if he had seen some rare species.
Zhang Pingwu was a thoughtful person: "Xiao Si has a very good memory and expression ability. The story he tells is real and interesting."
Isn't it true? When most people tell stories, they inevitably repeat "then" over and over again. But Qin Si doesn't do that. He tells it like he's reciting a text, very elegantly, and crucially, not as stiffly as reciting a text.
Qin Si revealed a slightly smug expression.
The comments were full of laughter:
"I'm sure this is Ye Zi's child. Didn't Ye Zi tell a similar story the last time she was on the show? Hahaha, she must have told it to Xiao Si as a bedtime story, and the child remembered it."
"Everyone, look at Ye Zi's expression, it's so funny, that 'I never thought my family's affairs would be exposed to the public' expression, hahahahahaha."
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