Chapter 492: Nine Masters' Three Dishes!
(below) Ye Qingshan didn't quite understand what the Ninth Master meant, why he would give him a thumbs up.
However, Ye Qingshan knew that after a glass of wine was in his stomach, he felt that the whole bear was a little floating, licked his lips, felt the residual aroma and sweetness of the wine in his mouth, Ye Qingshan licked his face and leaned next to the ninth master: "Ninth master, is there anything else?"
” The Ninth Master was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Ye Qingshan, and a playful taste appeared on his face: "Is it delicious?"
” With a touch of drunkenness on his face, Ye Qingshan burst into silly joy: "It's delicious, otherwise I won't ask for it from the Ninth Master." ” I don't know if it's because Ye Qingshan said it's delicious, or because Ye Qingshan's current expression is too interesting, Jiu Ye looked at Ye Qingshan with a smile, like a simple and happy old farmer: "It's good to drink, but I'll say ugly things first, I can't blame Jiu Ye for being drunk." ” Ye Qingshan shook his head vigorously, like a rattle, patting his chest, with an atmospheric expression: "It's okay, Ninth Master, don't worry, I know in my heart, this little wine won't get drunk at all!"
” Won't get drunk?
That's impossible!
All the drunk said that they were not drunk, and Ye Qingshan was in this state now.
And the wine that the Ninth Master took is not an ordinary product, it stands to reason that a little doll like Ye Qingshan does not have the qualifications to drink this kind of wine, if you want to drink this level of wine, Ye Qingshan must reach the peak of the Demon King to have that qualification.
But now after all, it is not before, and what the ninth master took out was not the wine of the ancient era, but the ninth master himself brewed it according to the ancient recipe, so there are not so many rules and concerns.
Of course, although there are many materials for winemaking for various reasons, so there are great deficiencies compared with the genuine version, but it is still not to be underestimated, you must know that it is for these wines that Jiu Ye used up most of his savings.
Therefore, this kind of wine is different from ordinary liquor, ordinary liquor is intoxicating with alcohol, but although there is alcohol in the wine taken out by the ninth master, the real intoxicating thing is a very special substance in the liquor, and the specific ninth master is not very clear, but the ninth master knows that this wine is delicious, and it is a big supplement!
In addition to this, there is another effect that I don't know if it counts as a side effect, and that is intoxicating.
According to the strength of the ninth master, he can only drink eight of this wine at most, and he is guaranteed to be drunk until he reaches the ninth.
As for how much Ye Qingshan can drink?
Two statues are no problem, three statues will definitely fall, after all, Ye Qingshan's strength is here.
So before the next wine was brought up, Jiu Ye picked a few handfuls of fruits from the fruit mountain and threw them to Ye Qingshan, with a simple and honest smile on the old farmer's face: "Eat this, the wine will come in a while." ” Ye Qingshan also did not refuse, chewed two bites and swallowed it, and there was a kind of heat in his abdomen, as if a fire had been ignited, which made Ye Qingshan feel very comfortable at this moment.
Like the fruit wine, the fruits that the Ninth Master threw to Ye Qingshan just now are also very special, which can activate the medicinal effect of the fruit wine to the greatest extent, so that Ye Qingshan can absorb the essence of the fruit wine more smoothly.
It's just that Ye Qingshan didn't know that the only feeling he had at this moment was that the whole bear was super relaxed, and his whole body was filled with a relaxed and lazy state, which was a feeling that Ye Qingshan hadn't had for a long, long time.
And at this time, the last course of this feast came.
That's a tripod!
An incomparably huge square tripod, like a mountain, without any patterns on all sides, and a bronze simple appearance, everything is so simple, but it gives Ye Qingshan a heavy feeling like a mountain.
And inside Fang Ding, the pale golden soup exuded an incomparable mellow aroma, the huge pieces of meat exuded a terrifying energy aura, the pale golden soup was as viscous as gold juice, and the huge pieces of meat shimmered with the same luster as white jade and rubies.
Ye Qingshan didn't know what kind of animal stewed it was, but the moment he smelled the soup, Ye Qingshan felt an unprecedented hunger, although he hadn't tasted it, his saliva couldn't stop flowing at this moment.
The Ninth Master smiled and gave Ye Qingshan a bowl of soup, the bowl was not big, and it was slightly larger than the previous wine bottle.
Ye Qingshan took a sip of the soup, as he had seen before, the soup was really mellow, and it was very quality, just like golden juice.
A warm current poured into Ye Qingshan's body, instantly moistening Ye Qingshan's internal organs, and without Ye Qingshan noticing, the demon king bloodline in his body was soaring in a way that Ye Qingshan couldn't understand.
Grabbing a piece of meat, Ye Qingshan didn't know what kind of animal meat it was, the black surface looked like fish skin, the fat in the middle was like white jade, the lean meat inside was crystal like a ruby, and the white bones had wisps of gold threads gathered together with inscriptions.
The pure aroma of meat aroused the most primitive appetite in Ye Qingshan's body, and when he bit into it, the plump meat juice accompanied by the purest meat aroma of the meat itself bombarded Ye Qingshan's taste buds.
At this moment, Ye Qingshan felt that his soul was about to be lost!
In just a few seconds, a bowl of broth was eaten by Ye Qingshan, and the Ninth Master did not give Ye Qingshan a second bowl, but handed the second glass of wine to Ye Qingshan with a smile: "Drink some wine first to relieve greasy." ” Looking at the glass of wine in front of him, looking at the Fang Ding not far away, Ye Qingshan's eyes were full of resistance.
The Ninth Master ignored the resistance in Ye Qingshan's eyes, but put down the wine bottle and gave Ye Qingshan another bowl of broth, but what Ye Qingshan couldn't understand was that it was still the same taste as before, and he obviously wanted to finish this bowl of broth, but his body was extremely resistant to himself at this moment.
Looking at the ninth master suspiciously, Ye Qingshan's eyes were confused and puzzled.
The Ninth Master shook his head with a smile, with an intriguing smile and reminiscence on his face, as if muttering, as if explaining: "There were no rules in this world, but why did the rules appear later?"
I don't understand, that's what the big guys think, but I know that since there are rules, there must be a reason for existence, and it's the rules that alcohol can relieve greasy. ” With a suspicious look, Ye Qingshan drank the second bottle of wine!
Sure enough, after drinking the second bottle of wine, Ye Qingshan was even more drunk than before, but correspondingly, this time Ye Qingshan's body did not resist the broth that night.
It's still that deliciousness, it's still the kind of emotion that goes straight to the depths of the soul.
Ye Qingshan originally planned to drink another glass of wine and then continue to taste this delicacy.
It's a pity that at the moment when he drank the third glass of wine, Ye Qingshan felt that the world was spinning, and the whole bear fell to the ground uncontrollably.
And with the third cup of drinking in his stomach, the demon king's bloodline in Ye Qingshan's body improved again, and Ye Qingshan's own surging vitality seemed to have added a handful of firewood at this moment, burning even more violently.
Jiu Ye stared at Ye Qingshan, feeling Ye Qingshan's rising breath, with a touch of complexity in his eyes, it was a kind of complexity that was difficult to describe in one or two words, with a little sadness, a little joy, and a little melancholy and regret.
In the end, there was only a sigh.
With a wave of his hand, the golden broth in the bowl of the Ninth Master flew back into the Fang Ding, turning his head to look at the dwarves around him, a touch of majesty flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Master: "Drag Fang Ding back and continue to stew, there are still two servings of wine tomorrow, remember, no one can say anything about today's affairs, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"
” Staring into the distance, a heart voice that could probably only be heard by the ninth master himself sounded: "Hopefully it's still too late, after all, I'm running out of time."