To the west of Songyang Town, there is a mountain peak surrounded by clouds all year round. The mountain is thousands of feet high, towering into the clouds without seeing the peak. This mountain is called Meishan.
Tens of thousands of green plum trees in the mountains were covered with green plum fruits that drooped down. They emitted a green glow, like thousands of green gems hanging in the world, making people dizzy.
On the left side of the mountain, there was a waterfall that looked like the Milky Way, flying between the mountains. Specks of silver light fell on the world, like cloth or silk, surging. Looking from below, they looked like a huge white gauze draped over the shoulders of the girls of Green Mountain, and like the snow-white silver hair of an old man.
That heaven-shaking majestic aura was simply soul-stirring. The waterfall was hundreds of meters tall and majestic, like ten thousand horses galloping down, rushing straight into the Wang Yang River in front of them.
The river was also hundreds of feet wide, and the water was like blue waves. It was so clear that one could see the bottom. One could see the fish swimming in the water, reflecting the green mountains and waterfalls that filled the river. It was like a scroll or a painting, like a fairyland in the world.
Beside the river was an endless grassland with green grass. One could not see the end of it with a glance. The scenery was really beautiful and beautiful.
On the right side of the mountain, there was a verdant and tall bamboo sea connected to the mountain. The bamboo was as dense as a beehive, making it impossible for people to pass through.
The bamboo leaves rustled as the breeze blew past, as if they were telling the joy and happiness in their hearts, or as if a young girl was crying and sobbing.
At the foot of the mountain, there were three grassy huts on a wide flat ground. Green smoke curled up and floated gracefully into the sky. The fragrance of wine assaulted their faces. They were thirsty and drooled. They could not stop themselves from smelling it. There seemed to be saliva flowing out of the corner of their mouths, making them involuntarily swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.
This place was famous in Songyang Town and even the entire Eastern Wastelands: Green Plum Winery.
Green plum wine was extremely famous in the Radiant Moon Empire. Even the surrounding empires were extremely famous, but very few people could taste it.
Because it was produced in limited quantities every year, and the supply was in short supply, no matter if you had thousands of gold, were famous, or were a dignitary, you might not be able to buy a jar.
Buying green plum wine or drinking green plum wine was all about fate.
Those who have fate, do not accept a penny; Those who have no fate, do not sell thousands of gold.
This was the rule set by the old wine-maker in the winery. No one dared to violate it, let alone force or force it.
There was an old man and a young man in the winery. The old man was nearly fifty years old. He sat in front of a stone table under the thatched cottage and was leisurely sipping tea.
The old man was about sixty years old. He was thin, had a cold face, and his eyes were bright. However, his body was as straight as a pen. He did not look hunched at all and looked extraordinary.
He was dressed in a green robe, simple yet appropriate. He had white hair and eyebrows, a kind face, and a tuft of white goatee. He looked extremely amiable, like an old immortal.
However, looking closer, he had the domineering aura of the Emperor. His eyes were filled with anger, and he looked like he was the ruler of the world.
In front of the house was a young man about seven or eight years old. He held a chopper in his hand and was facing the firewood block. He was using all his strength to chop firewood…
A pile of firewood had already been piled up in front of him, but the young man was still minding his own business…
The young man had a stocky build, delicate features, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His two crescent eyebrows flew above his eyes, and his nose bridge was high. His lips were half split, neither too big nor too small. His ears were wide and his earlobes were huge. His long hair was like a black waterfall that draped over his shoulders, and it was freely scattered. His skin was a healthy wheat color. He looked extremely majestic and handsome.
The muscles on the young man's shoulders were bulging, and his veins were bulging. He was bare-chested and only wore a pair of navy blue pants. His lean figure and distinct contours made him look like a young man with great strength.
As he waved the machete, the firewood was easily split into two. No one would have thought that this young man, who looked only seven or eight years old, had a strength of a thousand pounds.
The hatchet was fierce and powerful, and the posture of the hatchet was even more domineering.
" Crack! Crack!" The ape-like hand raised the knife to the sky. The waist and horse were one, and the chopper cut through the air. With a crisp sound, the firewood was broken. Without any movement, it directly split open and fell on both sides of the wooden block.
He picked up another piece of firewood and placed it on the wooden block. He slashed down again without any hesitation. It was still the same.
The clean and neat technique made people click their tongues in wonder! It was as if he had practiced some kind of saber technique, but it was hard to believe at such a young age.
"Little Mortal Chen, come, take a break and drink some water.”the old man said.
"Grandpa, I'm not tired. I'll chop for a while more.”
Every time the young man's chopper chopped down, the seemingly inconspicuous chop seemed to carry an indescribable swiftness, fierceness, and cleverness. The energy was also just right and wonderful.
"Come, come, come. Take a break and talk to Grandpa for a while.”
Only then did the young man stop the chopper in his hand. With a slight shake of his wrist, the chopper made a 360-degree turn in the air and stabbed into the wooden block with a swoosh.
The young man slowly walked to the stone table, picked up the teapot, and drank the tea like a cow. He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead with his small hand and smacked his lips. He sat down and said," Grandpa, I haven't split enough!"”
The old man smiled with his eyes narrowed. He said with kindness and love," Good grandson, it's enough. It's enough. Half a month is enough. There's still enough."”
"Really?" "Then can I go and play?" the young man asked excitedly. Can I go to the mountains to catch rabbits? Can I go to the bamboo forest to dig bamboo shoots? Can we swim in the river ahead and catch fish? Can we go to the town ahead to play with the children? You can…"
"You can't." Before the young man could finish, the old man had already said seriously,"All I want to do is play for a day."”
However, she smiled dotingly. The art of war, the knowledge of medicine, the basics of saber techniques, had he learned all of these?
Have you finished reading all the books in the room? Which level of Qi Refinement have you reached…"
The young man was stunned. His eyes were slightly moist as he said," Grandfather, since the day I could walk and speak, I have been learning to read every day. Even now, I still can't read all of them. How can I read them all?"
" Moreover, there are so many books in the study. There are more than the firewood I split. Moreover, there are all kinds of books on astronomy and geography. Some of them know me, but I don't. I can't finish them all in one go.
Grandpa, I'm still young! Let me slowly look at it in the future.
How can I be like my grandfather, well-read, knowledgeable about astronomy, geography, the four books and five classics, omniscient and knowledgeable.”
The young man stood up as he spoke. He pulled the old man's sleeve and slowly shook it. His eyes pretended to be filled with tears of grievance as he acted coquettishly.
"Grandpa…"
The old man looked at his little grandson and said with love and care,"Alright!" Alright! Brat, stop shaking. If you keep shaking me, my old bones will fall apart.
At such a young age, his strength was not small.”The old man stroked his goatee and chuckled.
"I'll let you play for half a day, but you have to come back by dinner time.
But you're not allowed to go to town to play. There's not enough time, understand?”
The young man was so happy that he was like a wild horse that had lost its reins. He shouted happily and hurriedly said," Grandpa, I'm going to catch fish. I'll cook a fish feast for you tonight."”
"Don't worry, put on your clothes first! Be careful not to catch a cold…"
Before the old man could finish, the young man had already grabbed the basket beside him and ran out crazily…
A light body had already jumped out of the fenced courtyard and rushed into the river in front of him with a splash…
The river was about ten feet high from the ground. The walls of the river were smooth and steep. They were all made of bluestone, and the walls were covered with smooth and wet moss. The young man made a posture like a carp leaping over the dragon gate and disappeared with a splash.
The old man looked at the disappearing figure and muttered,"You brat!”He smiled and shook his head lovingly as he walked into the room…
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