Siheyuan: A master brewer starts with a jar of bone-strengthening wine!

So, despite being married for so long, the two of them have never consummated their marriage.

Just as Uncle Niu took another sip of wine, preparing to savor the taste, he suddenly twitched his nose.

A very faint yet extremely alluring fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

"Hiss..." He sat up abruptly, rubbing his nose and sniffing several times.

Fragrant!

It smells like wine!

Although it was only a trace, it gave him a jolt of energy.

Where did it come from?

He glanced around and noticed a sealed jar of wine sitting quietly in the innermost corner of the tavern.

Liu Dong left it there, saying it was for temporary storage.

Could it be it?

Old Niu got up, walked over, bent down, and took a deep breath—

"hiss!"

My hair stood on end!

"What...what is this treasure!" His voice trembled with excitement. "Huizhen! You've been hiding good wine and haven't brought it out, only giving us watered-down soup?"

As soon as he said that, everyone in the room immediately gathered around.

Who here isn't here for the smell of alcohol?

Their eyes lit up when they heard there was good wine!

"Open the jar! We absolutely must open one and try it!"

"Nobody's stopping me today!"

Xu Huizhen quickly explained, "No, everyone, this wine isn't from the shop. It was brought by the new waiter, and we're just storing it here temporarily!"

Just then, Old Man He also rushed over upon hearing the commotion: "What happened? What happened?"

Upon hearing the reason, he was stunned. He quickly leaned closer to the jar and took a deep sniff. His pupils dilated in shock:

"My God... this is wine brewed by the gods!"

That shout ignited the entire venue.

Pian'er slammed his fist on the table: "What are you waiting for! Quickly find someone and call Liu Dong over!"

Old Niu's eyes reddened: "I saw that kid in Nanluoguxiang! I'll go call him!"

Old Man He said with a bitter face, "That's a full eight miles away! Going now? It'll be too late!"

Old Niu slumped back into his chair, staring at the jar of wine, his mouth practically watering.

My heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are all craving it!

Liu Dong woke up just as dawn was breaking the next day.

With a toothbrush still in his mouth, he heard Guangtian's mother's loud voice coming from the yard.

"Aunt Liu! What happened so early in the morning?" he asked after rinsing his mouth and wiping his face.

Back then, Liu Haizhong wasn't yet called "Second Uncle," and Guangtian's father was just an ordinary middle-aged man who liked to have a drink or two.

"What else could it be? He drank a lot of alcohol last night, and he's sleeping like a log today. Even the alarm clock can't wake him up! He's going to be late for work, but he's snoring like a ton of bricks!" Guangtian's mother slapped her thigh in anger.

Upon hearing this, Liu Dong's heart skipped a beat: he must have blacked out from drinking.

But when I drank the "strengthening wine," I never even felt dizzy, let alone drunk!

Could it be that this liquor is usually stronger than mine?

Without thinking it over, he went back inside, casually tidied his hair, and left on his tricycle.

Passing by the Intermediate People's Court, Yi Zhonghai was washing his face with a basin.

Upon seeing Liu Dong, he flicked away some water and said with a grin, "Xiangyang, that drinking session yesterday was really something!"

Liu Dong waved his hand: "Take it easy, don't fight them head-on."

After saying that, he got on his bike and left.

The morning breeze was cool, the road was flat, and Liu Dong, being physically strong and with powerful legs, rode very fast.

In less than twenty minutes, the tavern's door was right in front of us.

As soon as I got off the bus and settled down, a group of unfamiliar faces swarmed around me.

He had never met these people in person, but he had become familiar with them from TV dramas.

Uncle Niu, Uncle Pian, Fan Jinyou... and a host of familiar neighbors.

"You're the young apprentice Old Man He just found?" Niu Ye stepped forward, his tone urgent.

"Yes, it's me." Liu Dong was completely confused. "What's wrong, everyone?"

Old Niu grinned, "Great! I tossed and turned all night, waiting for this moment!"

"Let's go! Stop talking nonsense!"

Without saying a word, the group pushed him into the tavern.

Liu Dong's eyes were glazed over; he was still confused.

"Hehehe..." Old Man He slowly sauntered out from behind, a sly smile on his face. "Little Liu, you've finally arrived!"

"Let's open the jar quickly! Everyone's been itching to do it!"

Liu Dong then realized—it was all about the alcohol!

"Sure." Without saying another word, he picked up the wine jar he had brought and snapped off the seal.

Instantly, a strong, pungent aroma filled the entire room.

"Wow!—" Old Niu's eyes widened, and he gasped for breath. "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! That night was definitely worth it!"

"I can't sleep, all I can think about is this!"

"Good wine!" Master Pian gave a thumbs up, his nose practically overflowing with praise.

Fan Jinyou doesn't know much about tasting food, but just smelling this aroma made his tongue go numb: "It sounds promising, but I still have to try it!"

Liu Dong poured two ounces for everyone, including Old Man He.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The room was eerily quiet, with only the sound of people sipping their drinks.

After everyone finished their drinks, they all closed their eyes, their faces filled with satisfaction.

It felt like a layer of glossy honey was flowing down my throat, warm and comforting, making my whole body feel soothed.

Fragrant!

thick!

That's absolutely fantastic!

I've never encountered anything like this before!

"Is it really that strange?" Xu Huizhen, hearing the commotion, rushed over to see what was going on. "Give me a bite too!"

"Yes!" Liu Dong immediately filled her glass.

She tilted her head back and took a big gulp.

call--

They were stunned on the spot, and their eyes changed.

"Amazing!" Old Man He was the first to open his eyes, his voice booming with energy. "I've been selling wine for decades, and I've never seen anything like this!"

Pian'er smacked his lips: "I've never drunk Moutai, so I don't know if it can compare?"

Old Niu snorted coldly, shook his head, and didn't say a word.

Old Man He didn't say anything, he just smiled.

Moutai? That's something only laymen would compare.

"Kid," Old Man He stared at Liu Dong, "where did you get this wine from?"

"It's a family heirloom," Liu Dong said with a smile. "It's an old cellar that my ancestors buried under the old house, stored for over thirty years..."

"Give me a break!" Old Man He raised his hand to interrupt. "Don't spout this nonsense! This is freshly brewed wine! Don't try to fool me with old wine! Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"That's right!" Old Niu slammed down his wine glass. "Old He is right! This is new wine!"

"If it could be stored for another ten or twenty years, the flavor would improve threefold!"

"What a pity! What a waste!"

"Hehehe..." Liu Dong chuckled, "Alright, you two are amazing! My act just doesn't work anymore!"

"That's right, it's new wine, a special brew from our Liu family, not for sale!"

"Meeting you all today means we are destined to meet!"

"Come on! Give everyone a pound, no need to refuse!"

"Awesome!" Old Niu gave a thumbs up. "Loyal and trustworthy!"

"Great!" Pian'erye slammed his hand on the table.

"Thanks, brother!" Fan Jinyou clasped his hands in a fist salute, then turned and left.

Everyone took out their bottles and jars, and Liu Dong filled them one by one. In the end, he didn't forget to give Old Man He a pound of the contents.

"Young man, you're sensible!" Old Niu said, carrying the bottles of liquor as he walked out. "From now on, if you need anything in this area around Qianmen, just mention my name, Old Niu! I can't guarantee I'll get everything done, but I definitely won't hesitate!"

In this area, Uncle Niu's words carry weight, and everyone gives him some face.

Furthermore, he has another identity—a big shot in the antique business, especially knowledgeable about Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, capable of making decisions with a single stroke.