80s Taoism

Zhang Youping put his index finger on his lips, beckoning Liu Qiaoye not to speak.

People in the countryside have heard some legends about Meishan magic. Some things can’t be explained. If the magic is broken, it will fail.

As time progresses, the liquor flowing out of the bamboo tube has not only not decreased, but has continued to increase. It seems that the wine between heaven and earth has all gathered here.

At the beginning, it takes more than 20 minutes to fill a jar of roasted wine, but it only takes more than ten minutes to set the jar. Soon the water tank was full. The two buckets are also full. The plastic barrels used to hold wine at home are also full, and the three roasting wine jars are also full.

Liu Qiaoye saw that everything was full, sweating all over his head in a hurry, and couldn't help but said, "It's full, it's full."

It's amazing to say that as soon as Liu Qiaoye said this sentence, the drink from the water tank stopped abruptly. The bamboo tube dries out all of a sudden, as if no wine has ever flowed through it.

"Nothing?" Liu Qiaoye stared at the dried-up bamboo tube in a daze.

"You are full, so Grandpa Master took all the drinks back." Zhang Jiaohua is not upset at all, this kind of thing can only be reckless and cannot be forced.

"Huh?" Liu Qiaoye regretted it.

Zhang Youping smiled, "You can't be greedy. How can we deal with so much alcohol?"

Seeing the wine in the room, Zhang Youping was in trouble.

"It's not easy. Just get it on the street and sell it. By the way, hurry up and buy some big plastic buckets on the street. You can't keep the water tank in the bar." Liu Qiaoye said.

Zhang Youping nodded and was about to go out. Zhang Shicai walked in.

"Hey, there are Ping brother, sister-in-law, are you roasting wine today? Then I really have a good taste." Zhang Shicai sniffed, looking like he was enjoying it.

"It's toasted wine, come, take a scoop." Zhang Youping directly scooped a scoop in the bucket with a scoop and handed it to Zhang Shicai.

Zhang Shicai thought that Zhang Youping was joking with him and gave him a scoop of water. He happened to be a little thirsty, so he took the scoop and drank with his head up. He was stunned when he entered the entrance, it was really wine. The taste is really good. But such a big scoop of wine, at least one catty, he can drink it, but he can't really hold it on an empty stomach.

Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye laughed and had a pain in their stomachs, Zhang Jiahua haha, clapped his hands and laughed.

"Brother Ping, how do you use barrels to store wine in your house? There is so much wine that there is nowhere to put it?" In the bucket.

"There is really no place to put it. All the places in my house that can hold water are filled with wine. You will bring a bucket of wine back later." Zhang Youping is a very straightforward person. The relationship with Zhang Shicai was pretty good, just like a brother. A barrel of wine is still very willing.

"No, no, no, my family just baked a jar of wine, which is enough for the Spring Festival. You can't finish eating so much wine, why don't you sell it on the street?" Zhang Shicai asked puzzledly.

"It was just baked. I didn't expect so much wine. Now I am worried about how to drag these wines to the town to sell." Zhang Youping didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it anyway.

Zhang Shicai looked at Zhang Jiahua, "I've heard of this kind of thing before, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. I didn't expect it. Brother Ping, you ride my bicycle to the town to buy some buckets. This wine is for you. Quickly deal with it. After the New Year, we will go to Guangdong. With so much wine, you leave it to the beggars?"

"By the way, Shicai, what can you do when you come here?" Zhang Youping asked.

"I came over, originally I wanted to invite you to my house for dinner. Last time, the call for flowers saved my life, and I have never been able to call flowers for a meal. The snake plague later was also thanks to the call for flowers, this time , I was fortunate enough to get away with the begging. The pigs were killed at home, and I want to invite your family to dinner. It’s just that there are so many things in your family now. I can only talk about it later. Let’s deal with the wine first." Zhang Shicai smiled helplessly.

"Shicai, the two of us have been like our brothers since we were young. If it falls on me, can you not help me? Aren't you like this?" Zhang Youping punched Zhang Shicai.

"It's alright, I won't mention this. Let's have a meal together. This is also a very common thing." Zhang Shicai was very moved, and he could hear that what Zhang Youping was saying was not a cliché.

Zhang Youping went to the town to buy a dozen white plastic buckets of fifty kilograms, which was worthy of putting all the wine in the house into the buckets. Zhang Youping did not move the wine in the three roasted wine jars. One jar was left for the New Year, and the other two wine jars were sent directly to his father and eldest brother. During the Chinese New Year, you can never send an empty jar back.

When he received the wine jar sent by Zhang Youping, Zhang Manyin was also taken aback, "Youping, you brought all the wine baked at your house~www.wuxiahere.com~What should I do about your New Year's Eve?"

"I still have a jar in my house. This time I baked a few jars to save it. After the New Year, I will go to Guangdong. I can't finish the wine. You can drink it slowly." Zhang Youping smiled.

Ma Donghua is very strange, "Isn't the buckwheat just made a pot of wine?"

Only then did Zhang Manyin react, and when he wanted to ask Zhang Youping, Zhang Youping had already gone far.

Liu Qiaoye was a little worried, "Zizai, how can our roasted wine produce so much wine? Isn't it the move of other people's wine to our house?"

There are so many wines out of thin air in my own home, and if any of the wines disappears, then my own family has a reputation for stealing wine. Zhang Youping bought so many plastic barrels and returned to fill the wine, he must not be able to hide it from others.

"This wine comes out of our stove, not from other people's roasted wine jars. Can others blame us? Does other people's roasted wine have such a good taste?" Zhang Jiaohua didn't know this. Where did the wine come from? How can he answer?

Liu Qiaoye is still very worried, "You must not get it from someone else's house."

"Why would the gods do such a thing?" Zhang Jiahua suddenly dispelled Liu Qiaoye's worries.

The gods have the power of turning stones into gold, so how can they turn water into wine?

There are more than a dozen plastic barrels of wine. Tow to the town with a truck, up to four buckets in one trip. You have to go back and forth several times. It is not easy to sell a barrel of wine for fifty catties. However, the taste of this wine is indeed better than ordinary rice wine. I don’t know how much it tastes. Otherwise, Zhang Youping really feels his head is big.

"Father, tomorrow I will sell wine with you, okay?" Zhang Jiaohua wanted to feel what it's like to be a small boss.

(To be continued.)