Chapter 1157

"If there is a gold mine, I can build a gold house, make kitchenware with gold, and make tableware. Some ingredients are very suitable for kitchenware made of gold." Yang Song ponders.

However, he thought:

"I'm the king of the future Kitchen God. It seems that I shouldn't be greedy for yellow and white things. It may lower my grade. I'd better refuse. Shixiang wine, please try the two old men according to the price."

"Didi -"

The system jumps out immediately.

"Please stop such stupid, wrong and hypocritical practices immediately. You must not miss the gold mine. As the future king of Kitchen God, host, how can you not even have a gold mine?"

Yang Song didn't understand: "why do you explain to me that the king of Kitchen God needs to have a gold mine? Shouldn't I have a knife in hand and I have it in the world! Don't all real bosses regard money as dirt and have clear wind and bright moon on their sleeves?"

"Of course not. Who instilled the idea into the host?"

The system angrily said:

"A big man is a big man. How can a big man be poor? As the king of Kitchen God, owning a gold mine is only a standard configuration. It's all a small deal. A big man is a genius, and he must not have money ability!"

"Especially the king of Kitchen God, host, you should be synonymous with wealth in the world. You should enslave wealth, not poverty."

"What is the king of Kitchen God? That's a man who can control thousands of ingredients. Don't you want money for ingredients? You have to, so you have to be rich. The kind of money that is very rich is rich, and the gold mine is only one of them."

Yang Song was heated by the system.

"Come on, I'm not the king of Kitchen God yet."

"You must be in the future. You are the host chosen by the system."

"That's very kind. You don't look like the dog thief system in my impression."

"I was wrong."

"It's all over!"

Yang Song said, "then I'll let the old man come with the gold mine title deed?"

"No, you have to refuse them."

"Why?" Let him be a future Kitchen God with a gold mine?

"How can a gold mine be enough?"

"Do you need two?" Yang Song tut tut: "you are really as black hearted as ever."

"Lord host, the Shixiang wine sold in Baifeng Pavilion before is a wine made up in unofficial history. In fact, it is a low matching version."

That's not the real Shixiang wine that Zhou Yingjie and Liu chuxun want.

"Don't worry." The system brought Yang Song into the space: "don't forget, host, didn't you brew a new batch of Shixiang wine three months ago?"

Yang Song thought hard, "do I have one?"

The host put a picture.

One dark and windy night, Yang Song was drunk and shouted that he had to make wine. The system sent him into space.

He brewed wine for five days and five nights. He didn't sleep. He didn't even eat or drink water. He didn't die suddenly because the system quietly delivered his physical strength to him.

"I fell asleep after making wine?" Yang Song looked at the man sleeping with the wine jar in his arms and felt a little unimaginable.

"Host, as long as you are drunk, you will make wine." The system said, "it's a very unique good habit."

Yang Song blinked and saw several pictures.

He wore different clothes and drunk wine. His hands were very stable and didn't even shake. He didn't bother to hold a tall jar.

"Why don't I remember at all?"

"You like fragments when you drink, and you're too tired."

Because he was too tired, his brain automatically helped Yang Song forget some information.

Yang Song saw that every time he made wine drunk, he not only made new wine, but also moved the previously brewed wine to the moon to bask in the moonlight.

"I also read poetry to the brewed wine?"

Read to the plum blossom wine: "several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han opens alone."

Read to the peony wine: "only the peony is really national, and it moves the capital in the blooming season."

Read to the lotus: "natural to carve, clear water out of Hibiscus."

……

It's really a shame.

Every time I drink, I move the jar around and talk like an infatuated man.

Yang Song believed it. He remembered once that his arm had purple marks, which were sour and painful.

That was when he finished carrying wine and fell asleep with his arm under the wine jar.

How can it not be uncomfortable when dozens of kilograms are pressed on the arm?

"Delete this picture, permanently delete it, and don't keep it on file."

The system did not speak and silently deleted the picture.

"How about the wine I made when I was drunk?"

"It is already a real Shixiang wine, which is the one that Ruan Ji and Ji Kang like to drink. It may even be more mellow and delicious than them." The system quietly read Yang Song's jokes for several months for fear of being liquidated by Yang Song. Now it's natural to say all the good words.

"According to the data detected by this system, ten jars of wine have matured and can be tasted."

Ten jars of wine correspond to ten incense.

"The host can try it."

Yang Song agreed. After entering the space, the system had already made good wine, put ice cubes in a jade cup, and put corresponding flowers on the wine table.

Shixiang wine, set ten tables.

This is the Shixiang wine that can only be bought in gold mine. It should have a style.

Yang song first tasted the plum blossom wine. Ling Han's plum blossom, which is in full bloom alone, is arrogant and deeply loved by thousands of Chinese scholars. It is also the best wine that the eight sages in the bamboo forest often taste.

Plum blossom wine uses white plum, which can fight with ice and snow. It is cold and lonely, with a trace of sweetness, like the early sun after snow.

"That's the smell." Yang Song understands that Shixiang plum blossom wine has become a success.

Then there are peonies, chrysanthemums, roses, azalea, lotus, camellia, osmanthus, Narcissus and orchids.

Yang Song tasted the past one by one. This time he didn't want anyone to put forward suggestions.

"Shixiang wine!"

"It turns out that this is the Shixiang wine that can make men drunk like jade mountain. It really deserves its reputation."

Shixiang wine can take people through the four seasons in an instant, and even taste the pursuit of the eight sages of the bamboo forest in the wine.

This is their wine.

Yang Song drank the wine from the system.

"Congratulations, Lord host. Your drinking capacity has increased!"

"After drinking such wine, people just want to sing on the mountains, seas and starry sky. They don't want to care about worldly affairs. This is immortal wine!" Yang Song, look at the chubby wine jar. "I'm very hardworking. I'll move you back and forth. It's good to take a moonlight bath and read poetry."

"My Lord, you are singing and dancing." The system knew that there were so many songs related to flowers in China.

"Shut up and forget those things."

"Yes."

Yang Song wants to get drunk. After all, such a good wine is very suitable for blowing, enjoying the scenery and enjoying the world.

"Chen Ming is still waiting for me." Yang Song is not excited at the thought of gold mining.

What gold mine? How about an annual output of more than six tons?

Every drop of his Shixiang wine is a gold brick, not rare.

Now Yang song feels that he is the one who has lost his gold mine for his Shixiang wine.

"Host, you can increase the price." System channel.

"I don't want to give them Shixiang wine as much as I add." Yang Songdao.

"Add another gold mine." System start, extraordinary all.