Chapter 296 The spell is delayed (seeking a monthly ticket)
"Pindao wants to emphasize that the nutrients contained in Tai Sui are found in the meat and vegetables we usually eat!"

"This stuff, like ginseng ganoderma, is a tonic, and this stuff has been buried in the soil. If you eat it directly, it might have some bad effects."

"Believe in scientific principles, persist in exercising, and develop good living habits and routines, are the real secrets of longevity."

Jiang Yun looked at the camera of the drone and conducted a popular science talk.

After the water friends in the live broadcast room listened to it, it was better than listening to what you said.

Those who believe in science still firmly believe in science, and those who believe in Tai Sui are more and more determined to believe in Tai Sui.

"Daoist, I want to open a Tai Sui farm, do you have a solution?"

"Tai Sui on the market is really ridiculously expensive. I think that thing is an IQ tax."

"I also have Tai Sui in my family. It has been kept in the water for a long time. It has grown bigger and darker in color after several years. It's a pity to throw it away, and the water is undrinkable."

"The white sea Taisui in Daoist's hand is really not the same species as my family's."

"That thing, we also have it called Weibao or Weiwa here. It's useless to soak it in water and drink it sour and sweet."

The water friends in the live broadcast room discussed Tai Sui, but the focus of their discussion was not on the experience of Master Chisong.

Jiang Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief for Master. Fortunately, when Master came back, he asked the Daoist Association to give him an identity certificate, otherwise he would definitely be exposed now.

While everyone was drinking, Daoist Mo Yuan took out a bottle of good wine.

With the upper and lower sides of the bottle, the phrase "taste a successful life" immediately came to everyone's minds.

"This has been in the hands of the old Taoist for more than 20 years. Today, everyone drank it happily, so why not drink it together." Daoist Mo Yuan opened the bottle cap and talked about the origin of this wine with a smile.

Several people poured half a bowl each, Chisong Daochang sniffed the wine, frowned, and poured the wine directly to Que Er.

Que Er tasted it, stretched out his paw, and trampled over his own wine bowl.

Monkey Two took a sip and sprayed it out on the spot. He stuck out his tongue and said dissatisfiedly, "Ho Ho Ho ~~"

Jiang Yun frowned and said, "Uncle Mo Yuan, there is something wrong with your wine. My apprentice said it was blended wine!"

After Taoist Mo Yuan and Village Chief Jiang had a sip, they poured the wine on the spot and came to a conclusion: the wine is not good, it is fake wine!
Daoist Chisong threw the wine bottle on the spot, and he sighed: "I don't even drink the wine like Quer, this wine is really bad!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the wine and laughed out loud.

"Daoist Mo Yuan is so naive, the wine in his collection is not necessarily good wine."

"Good guy, this is really something even dogs don't drink."

"What kind of wine is that, can I drink it as an ordinary person?"

"Drink, what a fart, fellow daoist, if you buy that wine, you might as well buy fake wine, at least they only lie to you and don't scold you."

"Woooooo, I didn't go online a few days ago. I took that wine to my old man's house, but I was beaten out."

Daoist Mo Yuan looked at the fragments of the wine bottle, calculated with his fingers, and shook his head helplessly.

His voice was low, and he said with some pity: "Yes, I really should. I wanted to use public opinion to cover up my own problems, but I was backlashed and my reputation was damaged."

"It's true that a man can't get rich without windfall, and it's true that a horse can't be fat without night grass, but the luck won't live on its own, and it will eventually eat back at itself. The surname Yang uses public opinion to make money. She can't bear this cause and effect. Sooner or later One day is waiting for her."

Daoist Chisong and Jiang Yun looked at each other, and both master and apprentice nodded and smiled with the corners of their mouths up.

Daoist Mo Yuan is an expert in deducing luck, and what he said has always been inseparable.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were in a fog, and there were more than 30 people. Most of them felt that they understood, but they didn't understand anything.

Only a small number of people understood and laughed.

The three of them, a monkey and a dog, actually drank a barrel of yellow rice wine in two hours.

Daoist Mo Yuan's punching skills were not good, he lost too much, so he got anxious, so he poured a glass of boiled water, saying that he wanted to drink black tea to relieve his tiredness.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun went into the room to bring black tea. He stopped Taoist Mo Yuan who wanted to drink water, and said, "Uncle Mo Yuan, the black tea hasn't been brewed yet, so don't worry!"

"Why do you need black tea to make tea? Here comes the pot. Today, the old man invites everyone to drink good black tea to hangover!"

Daoist Mo Yuan was half drunk and half awake, and snatched the transparent glass teapot from Jiang Yun's hand.

He pinched a formula, and recited in his mouth: "One nature is manifested at the first glance, and the two rituals are mixed for the first time, and the tea is out!"

Then, point to the boiled water in the teapot with your hand.

After a long time, the pot of boiled water was still boiled water, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward.

Jiang Yun eased the atmosphere and said, "Uncle Mo Yuan, you are drunk, let me make black tea."

More than 30 water friends began to swipe their screens and overturned their cars.

"Did the old Taoist overturn the car?"

"Why do I feel a little embarrassed, where is the black tea?"

"Believe in science, how can plain boiled water turn into black tea out of thin air, the old Taoist priest is not a fairy."

Daoist Mo Yuan snatched the transparent teapot from Jiang Yun's hand, and said drunkenly: "Boy, don't touch it, let the black tea brew slowly for a while!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tea in the teapot turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The color continued to deepen, and a scent of tea wafted from the lake.

A row of question marks appeared above Jiang Yun's head, and he looked at Daoist Mo Yuan in confusion.

Daoist Mo Yuan flicked his sleeves, poured a bowl of black tea for several people, stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, try it, is the tea brewed by the old Taoist good tea, can you relieve the intoxication?"

The old village head was so courageous that he took a sip, tasted it in his mouth for a long time, and swallowed it.

He clapped his hands and praised: "Good tea, good tea, Chisong, you should try it too, his tea making skills are much better than when he was young."

After Chisong Taoist finished tasting, he also nodded in praise.

Jiang Yun didn't believe in evil, so he poured himself a cup and took a sip. His mouth was indeed filled with the fragrance of tea.

The water friends in the live broadcast room began to talk about believing in science and explained themselves.

"It's not that the boiled water turns red, so what's the problem? Get some povidone iodine, put some VC and you're done."

"Dear friends, everyone knows how to read and understand, and it is really not difficult to believe in science."

"There is only one magical power in the world, and that is the crushing of IQ by IQ."

"The water in the cup and the water in the pot are two different solutions, so it turns red, do you understand?"

"The signal in the mountains is poor, and the spell is delayed [dog head saves life]"

"It's just a simple chemical reaction, anyone who has been to high school can understand it."

"Several Taoist priests have teamed up to deceive us, I don't believe that the water in the teapot will have the fragrance of tea!"

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

Well, today's matter, I don't need to explain myself.

However, the water in the cup does have its own tea aroma, and the tea aroma does not dissipate after a long time, and after swallowing, it also brings back sweetness.

After finishing his tea, Priest Chisong looked at Priest Mo Yuan, squinted his eyes, and thought of competing in his heart.

He asked the crowd: "Everyone, have you heard of the Wind Curse?"

"It's a bit hot after drinking, I'll come to catch some wind and blow it for everyone to cool off."

(End of this chapter)

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