Chapter 142
Recalling the scene of himself drinking and falling asleep, Fu Le stopped drinking and put the wine into his spatial storage. Could this be the legendary Monkey Bar?
A single cup of wine during the day caused her dantian acupoint to swell to the size of a soybean, resulting in an explosive boost to her internal energy, even better than beast blood.
Seeing Fu Le put it away, the Monkey King became a little anxious, grabbed her hand, shook it, and patted the water pouch at his waist.
Fu Le: ...
Is this for a water bladder? Is it really necessary to be so stingy?
Fu Le took out a water pouch and handed it to the Monkey King, who took it, opened the lid of the water pouch, and pointed at Fu Le.
This time, Fu Le understood. It turned out that he wanted to pour it into her water bag, but he still needed the water bag.
"Haha, Monkey King, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Fu Le took out a lidded ring pot, which had already been cleaned with water.
The Monkey King was clever; he took the jug from Fu Le, opened the lid, and began pouring wine into it, glug glug glug...
It just wouldn't stop pouring, no matter how hard he tried, it just wouldn't stop! Fu Le was astonished. So, Monkey King's water pouch was actually a ring pouch!
After pouring for a while, Monkey King got annoyed and took down the other four, handing them to the female monkey behind him. Then he handed the pot to a big monkey and waved to Fu Le, signaling Fu Le to follow.
Fu Le: ...Are you sure you're not human? That impatient, unmotivated look, what's the difference between you and a human?
The Monkey King stood by the lake, then made a series of squeaking noises, pointing at the monkeys and making drinking gestures. Fu Le pondered for a while and roughly understood what it meant: it wanted to drink milk.
Fu Le took out a bucket and poured the milk from the Jiezi teapot into it. The Monkey King grinned happily, then sat down on the ground, showing his big teeth, and waited for Fu Le to fill it up.
Fu Le was amused. Monkeys are much more fun than people. Look how funny they are!
"Monkey King, how much monkey wine do you have left? How about I trade you milk? I have plenty of milk here, and I'll also give you a ring-shaped wine pot like this, how about that?" Fu Le spoke and gestured, and the man and the monkey communicated very harmoniously.
After finishing the beast milk, the Monkey King wiped his mouth with satisfaction, then beckoned to Fu Le and pointed into the forest. Fu Le immediately stood up, his eyes shining brightly.
Does this mean they've agreed to the exchange?
This is great stuff, I want as much as I want.
"After the darkest hour comes the dawn" is a phrase used to describe the idyllic rural life of Peach Blossom Spring, which is originally a fantasy, but unexpectedly, it has become a reality in this strange world.
After passing through a narrow, dimly lit valley, Fu Le was suddenly struck by a bright light and froze in place.
The flowerbeds were lush and the flowers were in full bloom. Two idioms flashed through Fu Le's mind, but he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe what he saw before him.
This is a vast canyon with no end in sight. The ground is covered with green grass, and the surrounding mountain walls and slopes are covered with wildflowers. There are also countless fruit trees all around, with colorful fruits hanging from the branches, bending the branches. Bees and butterflies flutter and leap among the flowers. Fu Le follows behind the Monkey King as if walking on a red carpet, with each fruit tree acting as the Monkey King's guards.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The Monkey King pointed to the fruit tree, jumped over, grabbed two fruits, and gave them to Fu Le to eat.
"Fat-reducing fruit helps remove excess body oil, beautifying and nourishing the skin."
Fu Le was amazed by its miraculous effect. Without any hesitation, she took a bite, and the sweet juice burst in her mouth. The juice that she couldn't swallow spilled from the corner of her lips. At that moment, Fu Le felt that she would be willing to die here and sleep forever.
It's so beautiful! And the fruit is delicious too, so good!!!
Fu Le, engrossed in his fruit, didn't notice the Monkey King's disdainful expression and the way his large white eyes seemed to be rolling out of their sockets.
After walking about five or six hundred meters and turning a few corners, Fu Le saw an even larger valley, with flowers and fruit trees that were dazzling to the eye. The fragrance of flowers and fruits filled the air, making it feel like a beautiful dream.
Finally, the Monkey King led Fu Le to a rather narrow part of the canyon, which was also the end of this fork in the road. On the cliff, there was a natural boulder lying horizontally, which perfectly blocked the giant sinkhole below and even extended forward for about ten meters, giving the sinkhole enough shade.
The sinkhole is irregularly shaped, estimated to be 100 meters in diameter, and its depth is unknown. A stone wall in the middle divides the sinkhole into two parts, and it is covered with a lid made of vines as thick as a finger.
Two working monkeys were carrying wooden buckets twice their size, pouring sake into a narrow opening about a meter wide. The buckets in their hands were made of wood, with a rough exterior. They were half a tree trunk, about sixty centimeters tall, with the bark polished smooth. It was clear at a glance that the core of a large tree had been hollowed out to make the container.
Besides that, the monkeys each had their own tasks. Some were picking fruit, some were washing fruit in the mountain spring, and some were pounding the fruit into juice with wooden sticks and then filtering the juice into buckets. Just like people, they were busy and working hard.
Clearly, this is the entire process of making monkey wine.
Good heavens, there must be thousands of monkeys in this valley! Everywhere you look, there are busy monkeys.
Fu Le was astonished by the sheer size of the monkey troop.
The Monkey King patted the dazed Fu Le and pointed to the wine pool. His casual attitude seemed to say, "Pretend, hurry up and pretend. Pretend as much as you want."
Fu Le: !!!
You want me to pretend?
The Monkey King scratched his face impatiently, then waved his hand and pointed to the other half of the covered wine pool, his meaning clear: scoop from this side.
How could there be such a wonderful Monkey King?
Fu Lele, fearing the Monkey King might change his mind, quickly headed towards the stone cave by the mountain spring.
Under the puzzled gazes of the monkey king and the worker monkeys, they took out the generator, water pump, and washing tools, took out the last five five-meter-tall aluminum barrels, washed them thoroughly, and then put them away.
Fu Le prepared thirty-five ring-shaped teapots, each with a volume of over a thousand cubic meters, and cleaning them alone would be a lot of work.
After rinsing one of them, Fu Le started pouring milk into it until the ring-shaped jug was full. Half of Fu Le's animal milk storage was gone. Although he felt a little heartbroken, he wasn't so sad when he thought that more monkey wine would be poured in.
However, more than fifty aluminum buckets and more than fifty bone buckets were freed up.
After filling the vessel with animal milk, Fu Le handed the ring-shaped vessel to the Monkey King. Under the Monkey King's puzzled gaze, he took a drop of blood from the Monkey King's fingertip and dripped it onto the handle of the vessel. The next second, the vessel transformed into a small bracelet, hanging on the Monkey King's right wrist. The ring-shaped circle was the handle of the vessel.
Monkey King: !!!
With his eyes wide open, the monkey king gesticulated and chattered for a while. Fu Le couldn't understand, but he nodded instinctively. Then the monkey king ignored Fu Le and told him to hurry up and get the wine. He went to squat to the side and pondered. Several other big monkeys gathered around to watch.
Yes, very good, the customer is very satisfied.
Fu Le smiled and returned to the wine pool. He placed five large aluminum barrels into the pool, and the wine poured in with a splash. Fu Le held the barrels and collected them with great joy.
Splash splash splash splash...
Splash splash ...
The monkey workers were busy, and none of them noticed that the wine pool on the other side was slowly decreasing.
Five aluminum buckets were filled in less than half an hour. Fu Le then added thirty-four ring-shaped wine jugs, tied with ropes, and threw them into the wine pool.
She can collect supplies with ease, even if only the medium touches the object.
Thirty-four ring-shaped wine jugs gurgled and collected the monkey wine, quickly forming a huge whirlpool in the center of the wine pool, and the wine in the pool began to decrease visibly.
Fu Le set up a two-seater sofa and sat by the wine pool reading the books the professor had given him. When he got tired of reading, he would take a nap, and when he got hungry, he would eat. Every few hours, a worker would bring over a few buckets of fruit, and when he finished eating, the fruit would be replenished.
Fu Le's internal energy was propelled by the spiritual energy within the fruit, circulating constantly.
As it turned out, the wine pool in Monkey Valley was indeed enormous. Even though Fu Le had used up all his Jiezi pots, only half of the wine pool was barely filled, revealing the fragrant wine lees at the bottom.
Looking down at the bottom of the wine pool, Fu Le said, "It must be a hundred meters deep, right? Hmm, even more... How long would it take to brew this much?"
Soon, some monkeys noticed the situation at Fu Le's wine pool and ran away chattering. Then, the news spread like wildfire, and a group of monkeys arrived, along with the Monkey King.
The Monkey King walked to the edge of the wine pool, looked down, and his eyes nearly popped out as he stared at Fu Le, his mouth agape for a long time.
Fu Le: ...
Yes, she knew she was being greedy, so she had other options to choose from.
Before the Monkey King went berserk, Fu Le took out ten buckets of beast blood, which was twenty tons.
"This is beast blood, it enhances physical strength and works very well. I'll add two tons of honey to it for you. Here, take this storage ring. Come on, drip your blood."
And so, a silver ring appeared on the Monkey King's finger. After Fu Le helped the Monkey King collect the honey-flavored beast blood, the Monkey King was satisfied. He then pointed to the other half of the monkey wine, waved his hand generously, and said, "Take it, it's all yours!"
Wine can be brewed again, and the spatial ring is a good thing, a really good thing. Although it is a monkey, it is smart. This beast blood is also good, with strong energy. It likes it; it tastes sweet.
Just like receiving a pardon, Fu Le was satisfied. He took out a box of rings and teacups, spent most of the day washing and packing them, and then continued packing them one by one.
Worker monkey: Why would the monkey king allow such a greedy human to take away the fruits of their ancestors' labor for hundreds of years?
Greedy Fu Le: ...
Why did I only come here once? And why is your wine so good? If I could take you all with me, I would have caught a whole bunch of you and taken you back with me.
All the cleaned mustard teacups were filled, and the other half of the monkey wine was almost empty. Fu Le was finally satisfied.
Fu Le then set her sights on the fruit in the canyon. In the past week, all the fruit she ate was sweet and delicious, so delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue. She could no longer swallow the ordinary fruit in her space.
Is it because the soil in this other world is so good that it can grow such delicious fruit?
Fu Le's gaze fell on the forest soil. Having experienced so many worlds, she had never thought of digging soil to take back with her.
In Monkey Valley, Fu Le's movements were unrestricted, so she could wander around freely. The worker monkeys seemed to have gotten used to Fu Le, this greedy human. Since they couldn't drive her away or beat her, they could only ignore her.
Fu Le touched the soil under each tree, and some soil properties appeared before her eyes, all of which were scientific values that she couldn't understand.
Fu Le: ...I have never felt so uncultured.
On the other side, the worker monkeys were diligently scooping spring water into buckets and then transferring it to the wine pool.
With a casual turn of his head, Fu Le noticed.
Forehead……
My apologies, my apologies.
She has a generator, a water pump, and water pipes.
Filled with remorse, Fu Le spontaneously went to the spring and began to connect the pipe. Fortunately, the spring was less than ten meters away from the wine pool, and the thirty-meter-long pipe was more than enough.
As the diesel engine roared to life, the water pump hummed, and the spring water gushed forth, the monkey workers stopped what they were doing and all ran to the edge of the wine pool. Their eyes widened in surprise, a sight so adorable it was impossible not to laugh.
The monkey king was also alarmed. When it learned that this good thing was brought by Fu Le, a human, it was even happier. It danced with joy and asked Fu Le for the diesel engine.
Fu Le: ...
She only brought less than five tons of diesel fuel. The puppet beasts consume a lot of diesel fuel, and now there are at most four tons left.
After speaking and gesturing, Fu Le left three tons for the Monkey King, and the remaining one ton should be enough for the area. It was diesel fuel, stored in bone barrels; two barrels would suffice.
After spending two months in the forest, Fu Le followed the monkeys around the valley every day, collecting spiritual fruits and plants until she filled a mustard seed bracelet. Whenever she saw a spiritual tree, Fu Le would take some saplings and dig up about ten cubic meters of soil from under the saplings, making a small booklet with classification instructions so she could take it back and plant it.
As for the spiritual plants, there's simply too many to pick.
Fu Le assigned tasks to the little monkeys. Every day, the monkeys worked from sunrise to sunset, all for the sake of the animal milk they ate three times a day, as well as the seafood barbecue. Although it was very tiring, the monkeys' physiques changed a lot. Two months later, the smallest monkey had grown three times bigger, and the monkey king had even grown taller, reaching nearly 1.6 meters in height, only a head away from Fu Le.
Every time they see Fu Le, they grin and their eyes sparkle; they adore this human.
Finally, Fu Le prepared to set off again.
"Alright, monkeys, I've put all this barbecue in the Monkey King's ring. If you want some, just ask the Monkey King. I've also left twenty tons of dried goods; you can grill them and eat them. I'm going out for a stroll. Before I leave, I'll come back and play with you for another month. Now, I'm leaving..." Fu Le bid farewell to the reluctant monkeys and mounted his puppet beast.
As Fu Le mounted the puppet beast's back, a small golden monkey landed on his shoulder.
Fu Le: ...
This is the Monkey Prince! Prince is the name Fu Le gave it.
As the puppet beast flew higher and higher, the Monkey King laughed at her from the ground, pointing to the monkey on her shoulder. He was so proud of himself, waving his arms and legs, because he had given his monkey offspring to the human he admired most.
Fu Le: ...
A monkey has appeared on my shoulder.
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