However, it was obvious that I had underestimated the boldness of some skilled gods. I had only eaten a few mouthfuls of food when the door of my private room was knocked open by a vagrant uncle.
The tramp and I looked at each other. I immediately protected my food and wine. I said angrily,"Are you gods out of your mind? You always come to snatch my food.”
The tramp smiled and began to discuss with me." Little kid, can I use wine to exchange for your food?”
I glanced at him and asked indignantly,"Haven't you heard that children aren't allowed to drink?”I continued eating. The burly man glanced at the wine pot beside me and I said indifferently,"This taste is very light, so you won't get drunk.”
The tramp took out a black gourd from his pocket and placed it on the table. He opened the spout and said proudly,"Little guy, drink this. It tastes good.”
I took a sniff. Yes, it tastes good. However, after what happened last time, I don't want to casually drink other people's wine. The tramp looked at me and said with a smile,"Girl, what are you afraid of? Who dares to find trouble with you now? I really want to drink with you.”
I sized up the tramp in front of me. The Pangu Axe's voice sounded helplessly,""This guy is a drunkard. He's the God of Wine. Girl, think of a way to snatch his gourd.”
I suddenly smiled sinisterly at the tramp. The tramp shuddered and asked timidly,"Um, what do you want to do?"
I smiled and said,"I'll give you two choices. One, you hand over the wine gourd voluntarily." Second, I'll knock you out and snatch you away. You can choose for yourself. It's your fault for disturbing my meal.”
The tramp was petrified. Just as he was about to speak, I directly hit his head with a brick. Then, he snatched the gourd and heard the Pangu Axe say,""Hehe, girl, use your true fire to burn, just don't burn me like you did.”
I casually asked,"What grade is this?"”
The Pangu Axe seemed to have studied it for a long time, then said,""High-grade divine artifacts or top-grade divine artifacts.”After listening to Pangu Axe's estimation, I started to burn the wine gourd. After recent cultivation, I can control the true fire now, so I won't burn the thing I like.
How could this wine gourd withstand my heat? In less than the time for an incense stick to burn, the wine gourd was already surnamed Yin. When the Wine God woke up, he wanted to cry. He said unwillingly,"Little girl, this old man only has such a good thing. You can't snatch it just like that!”
I said wretchedly,"I told you to disturb the baby's meal."”
The God of Wine started to bargain with me, but I completely ignored it because the Pangu Axe said that I couldn't return the gourd to him. In the end, I got tired of listening to it, so I directly placed the fire on the table and said fiercely,"In one sentence, you want the gourd to die?"
The God of Wine's face darkened. He started to look around. I asked curiously,"Drunkard, what are you looking for? You're no match for me when it comes to slapping people."
Drunkard said fiercely," I know. I'm just looking to see if that God of Misfortune is behind us. Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky?" I just want to take in a disciple. Do you have to take in my background?”
I couldn't be bothered with him. I just said," Don't even think about it. My axe said that he would never return the gourd to you.”I laughed sinisterly. The God of Wine was completely speechless. He was certain that he would never get his precious gourd back.
"I'm afraid you don't know how to use it," the God of Wine said arrogantly.”
I said even more arrogantly,"With the axe here, if it doesn't work, just treat it as a water scoop."”The God of Wine wanted to vomit blood." F * ck," I continued," Do you think I'm just a decoration? My true fire can burn anything. Even if it's an ancient divine artifact, I can force it to recognize me as its master. I still need to restrain some of my power for that little gourd of yours.”
I sized up the God of Wine. The God of Wine seemed to have become a bachelor. He shivered and said,"There's no need to look. You've already taken away our only treasure.”
I said directly,"Hand over your wine recipe too?"”I said with a smile. The God of Wine's face turned from black to purple. I said disappointedly,"It's indeed a lie to children." The God of Wine took out a jade slip and left. If he didn't leave now, he would be angered to death.
I grinned as I collected the spoils of war. I called Axe to help me and returned to the clan. I then placed the spoils of war beside my brother and the other grandfathers. I then held the gourd and asked my smart brother,"Brother, can you figure out how to use this gourd?”
Brother looked at me with his hand on his forehead." Who did you rob again?”
Third Grandpa looked at the gourd and said with a smile,"Hahahaha, little doll, why don't you give this gourd to grandpa?”
Just as he was about to nod, I patted his head." This is good stuff. I'm not giving it to Third Grandpa."”
My brother looked at me and then at the gourd. He said in a very conciliatory manner,"Little sister, isn't this just a gourd?”I looked at my brother in disdain." Third Grandpa, if you want to drink, bring me the weapon. Don't think I'll give you the gourd. Is it easy for me to snatch this gourd? Also, hehe." The few grandpas looked at my smile and shivered. I pointed at the jade slips and continued,"Hehe, those are wine recipes. I'll study them and you guys will drink them!”
A few older brothers with their grandfathers 'teary eyes. The older brother thought about it and said,"Can I learn from him?" Of course I nodded. The grandfathers were naturally people who knew their stuff. Each of them got a wooden barrel that was higher than their own Dharma Power. I gritted my teeth.
"Hey, aren't you guys exaggerating?”I said angrily.
"Girl, don't be stingy. The wine in that gourd can't be poured out.”Third Grandpa said. Then, I resigned myself to my fate and began to pour the wine.
"How are you going to drink it when it's so big?”Third Grandpa took out a big spoon. My brother and I were completely speechless.
Time passed quickly like this again. Under my brother and my inhuman abuse, the few grandfathers simply cried bitterly. The wine that my brother and I developed was distributed to them and they directly shared it. They had really lost confidence in our wine making standards.
With the wine in the gourd as the base, the wine we brewed naturally wasn't very good. However, when they saw my angry eyes, the few grandfathers still drank it aggrievedly.
The few uncles still gave us a lot of face. They often ran over excitedly and stole wine from us. Anyway, they were sure that it was impossible for them to drink the wine in the gourd.
Time flies for all cultivators. In the blink of an eye, decades have passed. It's rare for me to not lose interest in brewing wine.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420183: 59PM #Cancel Review All: wdd201302 Time:111420185: 56PM #
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