Han Zuo Gaomen

Chapter 61

Although through the face scarf, Shen Zhezi could imagine Qian Feng's tangled expression from the tightly closed eyes.Even for those who are extremely addicted to drinking, the first time they drink this Guotou wine, they may not feel very good.

After a while, Qian Fengcai patted his chest, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of strong wine, his eyes were full of surprise: "It looks like sweet and thin wine, but it is heart-burning. The syrup made by Mr. Xiaolang is really different. Physics, miraculous and unique!"

Shen Zhezi heard that Qian Feng only commented on the unusualness of Guotou wine, but did not say how it tasted, which should be unbearable.He had expected this for a long time, but he was not surprised. He just smiled and said, "Is it feasible to extract the essence of heavy brewed wine with this real pulp, uncle thinks it is feasible to use it as a kimono?"

Qian Fengshang felt the heat of wine spreading in his viscera, and his eyes lit up when he heard Shen Zhezi's words.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have imagined that the wine could be brewed to such a penetrating degree. The spread of the wine is vigorous and swaying, without any restraint and restraint. Once it enters the throat, the power of the wine seems to penetrate the viscera and penetrate through the pores of the whole body come out!
Originally, he thought that the wine was strange because it was strange, but it lost its strength and dominance, its mellowness and lingering flavor, so it was not considered a good wine.But when I heard Shen Zhezi linking it with Hanshi San, I suddenly felt that the two complement each other physically, which is a perfect match!

"Xiao Lang-jun, wait a moment, wait for me to pick up the loose kimono and try it on."

Qian Feng sat down and acted on his words, once he made a decision, he immediately got up and left in a hurry.Not long after, the whole person had changed into a wide-sleeved shirt, holding a small bottle made of sapphire in one hand, and a brocade box more than a foot long in the other.

After taking his seat, Qian Feng quickly opened the box, and took out some exquisite jade utensils from inside, such as jade plates, jade pestles, etc., which seemed to be tools for dispensing clothes.

It was the first time for Shen Zhezi to have the opportunity to see people surrender. Although he hated this way, he was always curious, so he moved to sit opposite Qian Feng, wanting to take a closer look at how Shiren surrendered.

Qian Feng took off the scarf on his face, and smiled apologetically at Shen Zhezi, who quickly expressed that he didn't mind.Then Qian Fengcai caressed the surface of the table, gently poured out a ball of yellowish powder from the jade bottle, put it in a jade plate, crushed it back and forth with a jade pestle, and carefully sifted it out with something like a large gauze cover.

Hanshi Powder is formulated with five kinds of minerals. The purer the color, the less impurities. The finer the powder, the higher the quality.After some sieving, the larger particles of the powder in the jade plate were discarded, and the remaining finer and light yellow powder was gently shaken by Qian Feng into a container similar to a crucible, and mixed with a nearly transparent juice.

This whole set of movements is flowing and elegant, and it is done by a person with fluttering sleeves, showing a bit of elegance and interest.Shen Zhezi originally thought that the so-called taking powder was just like instant coffee or milk powder, but after observing it, he couldn't help but feel that he still underestimated how good people are nowadays, and how elegant they are when they take drugs.

The reconstituted powder cannot be swallowed directly, it is heated in a small furnace, and only after seeing traces of white gas coming out, Qian Feng then stretched out three fingers and gently twisted it up, when he lifted it to his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, and his expression turned solemn , Shen Sheng said to Shen Zhezi in a solemn voice: "You may feel comfortable for a while after taking it loose, but there will be endless troubles. Don't take it lightly, sir!"

"Uncle, don't worry, I will never get into this habit. Uncle, you have to get rid of it as soon as possible. There are so many pleasures in the world, why don't you just drink poison and drink away!"

Shen Zhezi replied that he really didn't want to see Qian Feng die because of this.

Qian Feng smiled slightly, with melancholy in his brows, picked up the powder and sipped it twice, then drank it all in one gulp.

Shen Zhezi couldn't take his eyes off, watching Qian Fengjiang take the loose dose. After a while, his skin turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.He knew that this was due to the onset of toxicity, the capillaries began to swell and congest, and looked rosy and shiny, but the consequences were serious, often causing blood stasis and lumps that would not dissipate for a long time, turning into acne swollen, once eroded, there would be disability and even Life is in danger.

As the scattered energy spread, Qian Feng's expression turned calm and lazy, he stood up abruptly, and walked slowly around the room, not daring to move too much.This is because the capillaries under the skin are swollen and congested, and the skin becomes extremely sensitive. When touched and rubbed vigorously, there will be a strong pain. This is also why people often wear loose clothes, even without a thread.

Seeing this, Shen Zhezi didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly moved the clay pot to the small stove, warmed it up a little, scooped out nearly a tael of Guotou wine, and gave it to Qian Feng.

At this time, Qian Feng's vision was slightly blurred, and the scar on his face was even more bloodshot and red. Walking around, he said loudly: "Not enough, not enough! Bring more wine!"

Originally a taciturn and slightly sinister person, under the urging of this scattered energy, he became unrestrained and unrestrained, with a demented demeanor.Seeing Qian Feng's change, Shen Zhezi felt that Hanshi San was especially harmful.He served two more cups of warm wine, and ignored Qian Feng's request, not daring to give any more.

The begging for wine was fruitless, Qian Feng didn't care, and his steps gradually increased. He clapped his hands while walking, raised his head and screamed, and sang loudly: "Is there a yellow spring? Is there a sky? The phoenix is ​​the phoenix, what is the decline? Can't wait for the next life, You can't chase after the past! You can live forever..."

Shen Zhezi sat and watched Qian Feng's expression and demeanor became more absurd and crazy under the double stimulation of strong wine and physical strength. His tone was heroic at first, then turned into confusion, and finally revealed deep sadness.Tears criss-crossed across the slightly ferocious face, and the tone of voice was so weak that it gradually became inaudible.

Seeing this appearance, Shen Zhezi didn't know whether Qian Feng was moved by it, or whether it was destroyed by medicine, or stimulated by strong alcohol.He had no experience in helping others, so he quickly recruited servants and stood in the corner together, watching Qian Feng's big sleeves fluttering around the room, like a person who was dreaming in a dream, and dared not step forward to interfere.

After a long time, Qian Fengcai sat slumped on the Yanji table, his expression slightly numb, his eyes dull and unfocused.Shen Zhezi didn't know whether it was the end of divergence or an intermission, so he sat opposite Qian Feng and observed carefully.

"Have fun!"

Suddenly, Qian Feng regained his expression, leaned back and clapped his hands and laughed loudly.After a while, the laughter gradually stopped, and then looked at the clay pot with a different expression, as if looking at the most precious thing in the world, and praised Shen Zhezi: "The real pulp made by Mr. No treasure!"

As he spoke, he lifted up the hem of his clothes and showed them to Shen Zhezi, only to see that the clothes were already wet with sweat.Pure Guotou wine is absolutely impossible to induce sweat to this point, it should be completely released by the power of the wine.

After the madness passed, Qian Feng lost his strength a little, and his whole body was like a peeled prawn, with a deep red layer on his skin.After he thought about it carefully, he opened his mouth and said: "The dose I take usually has to be exhausted. I have to drink and drink for more than an hour. I have to take cold baths and eat cold food. And the strength of the dispersal is endless, and I have pain in my shoulders and back for a few days. .Now it is refreshed and the whole body is comfortable."

Shen Zhezi was also very excited when he heard this.Naturally, he didn't believe that Guotou Wine could completely expel the power of Hanshi Powder and completely avoid its harm, but the symptoms could only be alleviated.The so-called accumulation and destruction of gold, if you take it frequently, you will die on it sooner or later.But compared to those low-alcohol wines before, the effect of divergence must be several times better.

The effect obtained from Qian Feng's personal experience is pertinent, but Shen Zhezi is still deeply worried about Qian Feng's different appearance before and after taking the clothes off. Good. The medicine stone confuses the mind, after all, it is just falsehood."

Qian Feng was not ashamed by Shen Zhezi's advice. After hearing the words, he smiled and sighed: "What Mr. Xiao Lang said is right. Usually, it is either stagnant or social, and it is always a hard-worn habit. Now I can get it." An Xian, this bad habit must be quit."

Shen Zhezi had a good sense of Qian Feng, and after hearing the words, he also smiled and said: "There is a gully in the chest, and you can only talk to others a little bit. Uncle has a depression that cannot be undone. Although I am young, I may not be able to untie it, but To be able to listen attentively. To be able to speak to others, no matter how difficult it is, speaking out becomes a trivial matter.”

It seemed that there was still power remaining, and Qian Feng was not as silent and restrained as usual. Hearing Shen Zhezi's words, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Spiritual and natural talents can't be measured by human reason. Mr. Xiaolang is such a person! I I worked hard with Mr. Ming and made plans, but it was not as good as Mr. Xiaolang's maneuvering, taking advantage of the situation and guiding force, and finally created a good situation. In terms of size, I was conceited and exquisite, but I was still ashamed to be proud of myself in front of Mr. Xiaolang. "

"Uncle's words are serious. If there is no father and uncle to create a general trend, what can I do? It's hard to bear a little bit of the momentum. What I do is just follow the trend."

Shen Zhezi said this out of humility, if Qian Feng hadn't encouraged Wang Dun to cut off the Yixing Zhou family's power, the Shen family would not have achieved the pivotal position it had before in Wu.Dad, a good gay friend, really spared no effort in order to create momentum for the Shen family, and he deserves to be regarded as a bosom friend whom his father entrusted with his life.

Talk to each other, the relationship is no longer as alienated as before.Shen Zhezi also admired Qian Feng's scheming. Perhaps this style of doing things lacked consideration of the general situation, but it was just right when it came to handling specific details.

For example, regarding the secrecy of distillation technology, Qian Feng proposed many tricks to confuse the public.Qian Feng fully affirmed the value of Guotou Liquor, and he was particularly concerned about keeping the technology secret.

Shen Zhezi named it Liquan Zhenjiang, which is to guide people's thinking towards water quality.The so-called nectar comes from the sky, and sweet springs come from the earth. Who can guarantee that the Shen family didn't get lucky and dig out a spring of nectar gathered by the essence of the earth's veins, and then create this kind of pure liquid that is rare in the world?
On this basis, Qian Feng also suggested purchasing some rare and remote mineral medicinal materials, making it even more unpredictable.If you are really strong to study and copy, your life may be in danger.After all, concentrating is like walking a tightrope, and diverging is hanging by a thread. You are really joking about your life!

If a few lives are lost, the enthusiasm for research will gradually fade away, and no one dares to do it anymore.

　All details are fictitious, don't try. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)