Chen Zudao put the wine glass to his mouth, looked at me with one eye with one small eye for a while, and his frown white eyebrows slowly unfolded, and seemed to be a little stunned again.

Bai Jing glared at me with a blame. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Zudao suddenly sniffed, walked to the door in two steps, and poured the glass of wine into the yard. "It feels uncomfortable to smell it. Can this be something that people drink!"

Bai Jing Qijie: "Then do you want me to drink?"

Chen Zudao smiled and said, "What? You are only allowed to be happy with me, but I can't amuse you?"

He waved his hand, walked to the table, and sat down with a golden sword.

Seeing his action, I immediately thought about why this room was 'weird'.

The decoration of the main hall is very retro, and the furniture is a serious six-piece set of central halls in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The main hall in my hometown looks exactly the same as here.

But, it just looks similar.

I have been using my family for as long as I can remember. Although I have been using many years, I am not using any good materials.

Just the two ring chairs in the middle hall, I feel "squeaky" when I sit on them now.

The furniture in this main hall also looks very old.

However, when Chen Zudao sat in the chair of the Taishi, he was as stable as Mount Tai.

Even if I don’t know the materials used in furniture, I also thought that the furniture here is definitely a high-quality wood and the best craftsmanship is definitely not comparable to those of my ragged houses.

In addition, I just ignored two points.

First, the room is very clean and spotless.

Furthermore, all the windows here are not inlaid with glass, but are covered with window paper.

When I entered the yard, it was like traveling through time and space, and I came to a long time. No wonder I felt weird.

If the story Bai Jing told before was true, Chen Zudao was a hundred years old.

But such an old man seemed to have ADHD. Within half a minute of sitting down, he stood up again, strode into the inner room, and when he came out again, he actually held a big belly jar about the size of a bucket in one hand.

He smiled and said to Bai Jing, "You little girl, you are willing to drink such a bad drink. You must beg your grandpa and me if you have something to do. Hehe, the old rules, let's have a drink with me first."

He put the jar of wine on the table and carefully opened the seal. A strange smell of wine immediately floated in the room.

I blurted out: "Peach Blossom White!"

Chen Zudao laughed: "It turns out he is also a little drunk!"

I murmured, "Just soak the peach blossoms in March, the taste is still average. If you want to be sweet and not greasy, you have to put the peaches for the next year. Ten kilograms of wine, three peaches, three three into nine, and then add thirty-three taels of peach blossoms. Seal them in the cellar, and when the peaches are as bright as newly picked, the best peach blossoms will turn white."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "thump". Chen Zudao fell into the chair with his legs stretched straight, staring at me like a copper bell with his eyes wide open, and his body could not control himself and trembled violently.

"You...who are you? How do you know how to soak wine?"

"Have you drunk this wine?" Bai Jing also looked at me in surprise.

The truth is, after saying this, I was stunned.

Because, although I have heard from my memory that there is a wine like Peach Blossom White, I have never drunk it, and I don’t know how to soak Peach Blossom White.

However, as soon as I smelled the smell of the wine, I felt like I was drunk and said that passage in a daze.

I recovered and couldn't help but recall that the technique of talking about Yang Wudao left was only targeting people.

Can I tell you how to soak peach blossom white? Could it be because I met someone who made peach blossom white?

But why do I feel that the feeling just now is not caused by face words?

I didn't expect Chen Zudao's reaction to be so strong.

Although he is nicknamed "Life Immortal", he is not a real god. An old man who is a hundred years old and has such a huge reaction, I am really afraid that he will suck him in one go.

So, I didn't bother to think about it anymore and said:

"I have a neighbor in my hometown who can make peach blossom white. I heard from him."

Chen Zu said "Oh", calmed down a little, and slowly sat up straight, as if he was in deep thought.

After a while, he sighed and asked me:

"Where is your hometown?"

I told me where I am from.

Chen Zudao's body was shocked again and asked anxiously:

"What's your neighbor's name?"

I said casually, "I really don't know what his name is. Anyway, I have called him most of the master since I was a child."

"ah!"

Chen Zudao seemed to hear the thunder, and suddenly bounced out of the chair. Before he could take a step, his two big hands pinched my shoulders at the same time.

I didn't expect him to suddenly take action, and felt that the bones that were pinched on his shoulders were about to break. He instinctively raised his index fingers and knocked at the radial bones of his hands (the bumps on his wrists, that is, the numb bones on his wrists). At the same time, his body shrank down and his right leg kicked his big belly.

This is really because he pinched my shoulders and couldn't use too much effort on my arms, so I could only add a double insurance.

However, when I kicked my legs out, I felt a little regretful.

Because, I found that Chen Zudao was not really trying to attack me, but a subconscious action during emotional fluctuations.

Before I could knock on his bones, he let me go.

This made my counterattack with both hands not hit the target, but my right foot kicked hard on his stomach.

The result was - I was directly bounced out and fell down...

Chen Zudao hurried forward and lifted me up with one hand, "Child, aren't you hurt?"

As soon as I shook my head, he immediately asked again: "How is most of you? Are you still in good health?"

I already realized something was wrong. When I looked at Bai Jing, she was also confused.

I was afraid that Chen Zudao would be no longer excited, so I waved his hand hard at him while retreating:

"Stay away from me! Two meters away!"

Chen Zudao's body stiffened and he actually stepped back obediently.

However, the circles of eyes turned red in an instant.

I moved my shoulders and said to myself, "This old man is not a living god, he is simply a living king of hell. He is unintentionally hurting people, but my reaction is a little slower, and it is probably time to go to the hospital for orthopedics."

Chen Zudao did not come forward, nor did he ask me anything. He sat back in the chair again, muttering in a daze:

"Most...most...you still remember me..."

Bai Jing finally found the opportunity to speak, winked at me, and said to Chen Zudao:

"Old ancestor, the wine has started. Drink two glasses first, and then talk slowly."

Seeing that Chen Zudao was dull and did not respond, she quickly walked out of the main hall.

Seeing this, I hurriedly followed her, caught up with her and asked quietly, "What the hell is going on?"

I pointed to my temple, "Isn't there a problem here, right?"

Bai Jing also whispered: "I don't know what's wrong with him. He wasn't like this before. By the way, don't talk more later. I'll tell you what's going on."
Chapter completed!