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Chapter 6 Delivering Wine

After returning from Shuangshi Fairy Village, Jin Ling has been restless. Until night, he was still tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. All he could think about was Mr. Sun's kind face, and all he could think about was seeing him again as soon as possible.

Listen to him.

I finally made it to daybreak, when I heard the rooster crow on the wall, I didn't bother to wash up, so I ran to the woodshed in the yard, found a cellar door, opened it, and got in.

This is the cellar where Aunt Yang’s family stores vegetables and pickles in winter, and it is also Jin Ling’s wine cellar. He has stored a lot of wine down here, many of which are good wines of some age. His father’s subordinate left them with him when he left.

A sum of money. In addition to being used for the private school and martial arts school in the village, as well as living expenses at Aunt Yang's house, part of the money was used to buy good wine, good old wine.

By the dim light from the cellar door, I touched a five-kilogram jar of some aged shochu, found a piece of cloth to pack it, and hurried out without closing the cellar door, then took out an oil-paper umbrella and shouted to the ground.

Then he ran out of the house.

As soon as I left the house, I almost bumped into Aunt Yang who was bringing food.

"You brat, why are you so crazy?"

"Hey, aunt, I'll deliver wine to Mr. Sun!" Jin Ling said without looking back.

"Mr. Sun? Bringing you wine?" Aunt Yang stayed where she was.

He hurriedly ran out of the alley and headed towards the entrance of the village. When he passed by the only wine shop in the village, "Jiujin Restaurant", he was stopped by the owner of the restaurant, Li Jiujin: "Xiao Lingzi, you are in such a hurry, and you are still holding a jar of wine.

Why go?"

After Jin Ling started to be greedy for wine, he formed an indissoluble bond with Li Jiujin. Every once in a while, he would go to this Jiujin restaurant to buy wine. Lao Li was also unambiguous and did not bully children and sold them to him.

All of them were good wine without water. Adults in other families said not to sell wine to children to avoid damaging their bones, but Li Jiujin didn't take it to heart.

Not only did he sell wine to Jin Ling, but he also drank with him sometimes. The two of them were considered drinking buddies.

"Mr. Sun likes to drink, I will send him some good wine!" Jin Ling told the truth.

Li Jijin is in his thirties. He looks quite thin and pale. He often smells of alcohol. He is not from Prairie Village. He was originally a wine-making businessman in the north. He has good wine-making skills.

Later, when his family fell into decline, he wandered to Shuangshixian Village, intending to work as a retainer for the village chief and find a way out.

When he was in the village, he met his current wife. After getting to know each other, they finally made a lifelong commitment. Later, he settled in this prairie village.

Grassland Village is not rich in products. As its name suggests, the village is surrounded by grasslands. The villagers mostly rely on grazing livestock and horses, selling forage and forage to survive. The raw materials for wine making are extremely scarce. Even if this small wine shop is opened, most of them only brew some ordinary wine.

Cheap and crude wine is something that villagers can afford.

Because of this, Li Jijin could not fully display his wine-making skills. Only when facing Jin Ling was he willing to bring out the good wine brewed privately.

"Mr. Sun? The storyteller Sun Yihan?" Li Jijin asked.

Jin Ling was stunned: "Uncle Li, do you know Mr. Sun?"

"We've met a few times." Li Jijin said lightly, sniffing at the wine jar Jin Ling was holding, and frowning, "You're going to give him such ordinary soju?"

"Isn't this the best soju in your store, which has been stored for five years?" Jin Ling looked at him sideways, "You deceived me?"

"Hey, soju, that's something only men from Mangfu Village drink! Wait!" Li Jijin said disdainfully, turned back to the store, and took a long time to bring out a jar of wine, "This is the fairy wine I have hidden for many years.

Berry wine, people like Sun Yihan like this kind of wine!"

The outside of this jar of wine is covered with dust, and the wine seal is old. It looks like it has been aged for many years.

"What is a fairy berry?" the young man asked vaguely.

"Bah, you ignorant country boy doesn't even know about fairy berries." Li Jijin gave him a look of disdain, "Fairy berries are miraculous fruits that can only be grown in the Xianzhi Manor of some large immortal cultivating forces.

It looks like a cranberry, and eating it can prolong your life and replenish your spiritual energy. This kind of fruit is expensive and extremely rare. Think about it, how good the aged wine brewed from this kind of fruit would be?"

Hearing what he said, Jin Ling's own tears started to flow.

However, he immediately pinched his money bag and grimaced again: "Uncle Li, stop teasing me. How can I afford such a good wine?"

"No need to pay, I'll give it to you." Li Jijin said.

Jin Ling was surprised: "Uncle Li, do you have a fever? You gave me such a precious wine for free?"

"I didn't give it to you, you helped me run errands and brought it to Sun Yihan." Li Jijin sighed with emotion, looking at the sky, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for some years. Back then, he was my favorite in the City Lord's Mansion.

Drink the wine I brew."

"You have known each other for a long time!" Jin Ling suddenly realized.

"Well, if you mention me to him, he will know. Okay, take the wine and go." Li Jijin said.

Putting down the soju and picking up the jar of fairy berry wine, Jin Ling still gave him a questioning look with uncertainty.

"Go quickly. The weather is not good. Go early and come back early." Li Jijin said.

God was unlucky, and it started raining half an hour after Jin Ling left the village.

The rainy season in the grassland is like this, it comes very long.

Although he had an umbrella, the rain was really heavy. After a while, he was already soaked to the skin, but he still had a look of eagerness on his face and ran happily towards Shuangshixian Village. On the way, he met some villagers who were returning home.

He said hello, but he ignored me.

The wind and rain were obviously getting stronger, covering his head and face, turning him into a waterman. He ignored it and ran like this for more than half an hour before finally arriving at Shuangshixian Village.

The guards at the village entrance reported their names and origins with surprised faces. Seeing that he was just a young man, the guards did not stop him, but reminded him: "The wind and rain are too heavy, Mr. Sun did not go out to tell stories, and he is currently resting in the guest room of the village chief's house.

"

After thanking the guards, he went to the village chief's mansion to find Mr. Sun. As luck would have it, when he passed a pavilion in front of the village chief's mansion, several young men jumped out of the pavilion to take shelter from the rain.

One of them was a sturdy young man whose appearance was vaguely similar to Song Ning's. He was Song Ning's cousin Song Hui, who had been living in the Song family for the past two years.

"I recognize you! Boy! You are the guy who caused my cousin to be severely punished by the village leader yesterday!" Song Hui said bitterly.

Yesterday, my cousin Song Ning was beaten with thirty iron rods by the village leader Yang Chong for teasing Yang Xuan. The thirty iron rods were so heavy that he couldn't even get out of bed now.

"So what?" Holding the wine jar in one hand and an umbrella in the other, Jin Ling was not afraid at all.

Song Hui stepped forward, his body glowing with a faint white light of immortal power. Apparently, he was a junior immortal.

"You, an immortal with immortal power, want to embarrass me, an ordinary person? Moreover, you are older than me!" Jin Ling said loudly. It was not that he was afraid, but that he had more important things to do during this trip.

"Yang Dong, come on, beat him up!" Perhaps because he felt that fighting an ordinary mortal in person was too cheap, Song Hui said to a tall young man next to him.

That young man, Yang Dong, was about the same age as Jin Ling. He was not an immortal yet and was an ordinary mortal.

"Brother Hui, just watch. I'll help you beat this kid until his mother won't even recognize him." Yang Dong jumped in front of Jin Ling, shouted, and reached out to grab him. Although he is not an immortal,
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