The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 210 Unknown Wine

"Okay."

After Yun Cheng said something, Luo Jia quickly opened the door.

When I went out, I saw the kitchen with smoke curling up, exuding a burst of fragrance.

"Cloud ride?"

"Ok?"

"Have you cooked?"

"Ah."

"Serve the meal."

Throughout the afternoon, Yuncheng also prepared a small stove and a small copper hot pot with vegetables and meat inside.

There are also attractive bear paws.

"Yun Cheng, what is this?" Luo Jia knew all about meat, but he had never seen vegetables.

"This is lettuce, this is lettuce, and cabbage."

Vegetables are a must for a side stove.

Luo Jia wiped the tableware for Yun Cheng, then blanched some green vegetables, his eyes narrowed immediately after tasting it, it was crisp and not bitter at all.

"Yuncheng, are these vegetables grown in our backyard?"

"Planted."

Yun Cheng likes to eat spicy hot pot, the bright red chili makes his lips hot.

The soft and rotten bear paws are stewed, soft and delicious, it is the ultimate delicacy in the world.

"Yuncheng, so your cooking is so delicious?"

"Do gods also cook for themselves?"

Yun Cheng said lightly: "Immortals also grow from mortals."

How can you not eat whole grains?

If you don't cook by yourself, then you will starve to death, and then you will.

Even though Yun Cheng didn't mean to pretend to be pitiful, Luo Jia felt distressed when he heard Yun Cheng's words.

Long ago, Luo Jia knew that there was a story about Yun Cheng.

But Yuncheng never said it.

Yun Cheng suddenly picked up a jug of wine from the side!

It was a three-jin jug, and Yun Cheng pushed the stopper away, and a burst of clear and cold fragrance spread to his nose in an instant.

Yun Cheng's eyes blurred for a moment.

This wine...

"Little black face, where did this wine come from?"

The little black face stammered and explained: [That is, in the space mall, in the mall. 】

The corner of Yun Cheng's mouth parted into a smile. This wine was the wine he was used to drinking in the fairy world. No one knew that Yun Cheng was also an alcoholic.

I felt that any wine was not strong enough. Later, I had a chance to meet a small wine-making village, a mortal village. In that village, wine has been made for generations.

This wine was the one Yun Cheng was holding.

At the first smell of Lengxiang, it is cold, and the aroma of wine is not strong, even very weak.

But the entrance turned into raging fire in an instant, and the knife directly invaded the Throat Palace.

Later, the entire village was bought by Yuncheng, who only produced wine for Yuncheng, and Yuncheng bought it with money.

There is only this kind of wine that can make Yun Cheng drunk.

Although it was brewed by mortals, it is a real spiritual wine, and now it is found here again in the little black face.

Yun Cheng poured out a cup and filled another cup for Luo Jia.

"Yun Cheng, you are too young to drink..."

"Shh..."

Yun Cheng directly drank a cup, his face turned red instantly, and his eyes were amazingly bright.

"Don't say it, spoil the fun."

"It's thanks to you that I can drink this wine."

Yun Cheng clinked glasses with Luo Jia, if Yun Cheng still doesn't understand that Luo Jia is the owner of the little black face.

That Yuncheng has lived for so many years in vain.

Looking at the expression on Yun Cheng's face, Luo Jia felt guilty for some reason, obviously he had done nothing wrong, but felt guilty for no reason.

He didn't stop him right away, that's all, it's rare that Yun Cheng is interested, so it's okay to drink less.

Once in a while is fine.

Luo Jia picked up the wine glass and drank with Yun Cheng, but it was his first time to drink, Luo Jia thought that the taste of this wine was like this fragrance, cool and noble.

(End of this chapter)