Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Liu Zi closed his folding fan and exclaimed sincerely: "This performance is really breathtaking. It can be said to be the most exciting one in more than ten years. What do you think, Lao Ding?"

Ding Mo thought for a moment and responded, "Miss Yan Wu's piano skills and singing are indeed intoxicating, but I appreciate Mr. Xiao Jun's new condiments and superb cooking skills more; many of the cooking techniques he uses have never been seen in our Food Hall."

Madam Liu also echoed with emotion: "Indeed, Master Xiaojun has injected new vitality into the art of gourmet food. I have gained a lot from my trip here today, and it is definitely worth the trip."

Ding Mo and Liu Niangzi, the chief and deputy chief of the local food hall in Chang'an, have a close relationship with Liu Zi.

Especially Lady Liu, who is a relative of Liu Zi.

In this world, the concept of a gentleman staying away from the kitchen does not exist; on the contrary, due to the existence of a large number of food-related soul masters and a variety of unique kitchen utensil martial souls, the Food Hall enjoys a lofty status.

Liu Zi asked in surprise: "Could it be that these delicacies are also the masterpieces of Master Xiaojun?!"

Ding Mo answered affirmatively: "Yes, this incident has become a legend in our food industry."

"The Chen family started selling new condiments and spices on a large scale half a year ago. It was not until recently that everyone knew that these were discovered by Young Master Xiaojun."

"It is said that Chef Kong Youde of the Ji family once received instruction from Master Xiaojun, but unfortunately he has passed away."

"So, our Food Hall plans to invite Master Xiaojun to give us lectures and share his cooking experience."

Madam Liu seemed to have noticed something and asked tentatively: "Really? Brother Zi, could it be that..."

Liu Zi explained excitedly: "I just learned from Miss Yan Wu that the three beautiful pieces of music she played were all composed by Master Xiaojun."

"This Young Master Xiaojun has not only made outstanding achievements in the field of spirit masters, but has also shown extraordinary talents in music and cooking!"

"Let's go and invite Master Xiaojun later."

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At this time, Zhu Yanfeng had returned to the stage, and his aura instantly ignited the entire scene.

He bowed to all around him and announced loudly: "Dear guests, the cultural performance has ended successfully."

"Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend our Chen family's Golden Birthday Party. Some friends even came from far away. Our Chen family is grateful."

"In order to liven up the party, the Chen family has specially prepared some rare treasures for everyone to enjoy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out an ancient wine jar and gently opened the seal.

The dark blue wine was poured into a delicate little wine glass, and the rich aroma immediately spread out, causing the wine lovers present to salivate with saliva.

Someone couldn't help but ask loudly: "What kind of wine is this? It smells so good."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and responded, "This distinguished guest asked a good question. This is the Xiangxue fruit wine that our Chen family has aged for many years, and combined with the precious Eight-Grade Wine Chi, we have brewed this unique Eight-Grade Wine Chi wine."

"Eighth grade wine, Chili wine?!" A surprised cry came from the crowd.

Someone who knew the quality of the wine immediately said, "Jiuzhi wine, it's a top-quality wine."

"It uses wine and mushrooms to make wine, and there are nine grades in total, each of which represents a different effect."

"This wine not only has a unique taste, but is also very beneficial to the body. Especially this eighth-grade wine herb, which is extremely rare and is said to help with recovery from injuries."

Ding Mo's eyes flashed with a burning light, and he exclaimed: "It turned out to be Jiuzhi wine, and it's an eighth-grade wine."

Someone shouted, "How are we going to divide up such a jar of good wine among so many of us?"

Zhu Yanfeng smiled slightly and suggested: "This is easy, we can have a small auction on the spot, and the highest bidder wins."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene immediately became lively, with guests whispering and discussing among themselves.

"That's good too. The one with the highest bid wins. It's more fair." Someone nodded in agreement.

Ding Mo said without hesitation: "I want this jar of Eight-Grade Wine."

Liu Zi, who was standing by, responded unyieldingly: "Old Ding, don't be so confident. I want this wine, too."

Whether from the Food Palace or Qushui Liushang, there are a large number of wine lovers, Ding Mo and Liu Zi are among them.

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Ma Tianyang slammed the table and glared at him in feigned anger, "Chen Yu, you hid the good wine and didn't bring it out to entertain the brothers. What kind of auction is this?"

Zhong Yao grinned, shook his head and said, "Brother Yu, this is where you are wrong. Although Ice and Fire taste good, it is nowhere near as mellow and unique as Jiuzhi wine."

The head of the Xue family, Xue Ding'er, stroked his beard, with a gleam in his eyes. "Brothers, don't you know? This brother Yu has always been a thief. He must have hidden something in his pocket. Brother Yu, don't be stingy, take it out quickly."

Chen Yu laughed and snapped his fingers, "Brother Xue, you always have a keen eye. I will never forget you no matter who I forget."

As he spoke, there was a flash of light, and another jar of wine that was exactly the same as the jar of Eight-Grade Wine Zhijiu below appeared in his hand.

He casually threw it to Ma Tianyang, causing several people to scramble for it.

Ma Tianyang and others couldn't wait to open the seal, and immediately, the aroma of wine filled the air. They all raised their glasses and drank, with satisfied expressions on their faces.

At this time, Yang Jingxue came over and said angrily, "Brother Yu, you can't be partial. You have to leave one jar for us Chuxin, right?"

"She just got badly injured, and so did His Majesty Ting Gang. The Eighth Grade Zhijiu is a holy product for healing."

Chen Yu felt a little embarrassed. Yang Jingxue was known for her eccentricity when she was young, and now these words put him in a difficult position.

He and Xue Chuxin have a deep friendship, so it would be unreasonable for him not to give her the wine.

In desperation, he had to take out another jar of wine from the storage soul guide and pushed it to Xue Chuxin, "Chuxin, this jar of wine should be able to heal your injuries. If it's not enough, come to me again."

Xue Chuxin blushed as she looked at the eight-grade Zhijiu in front of her. She didn't know whether to accept it or not.

Xue Churan pushed Xue Chuxin and motioned for her to take it.

But Zuo Tinggang, the drunkard, was not polite and quickly reached out to take the jar of wine. "Chu Xin is shy, so I will shamelessly take it for you."

Xue Chuxin's eyes sparkled and her lips moved slightly: "Thank you."

At this time, Yang Jingxue flashed a cunning look, "It seems that Brother Yu is really interested in selling Jiuzhi wine. My Yang family is very interested in this wine, how about buying a hundred or eighty jars?"

Chen Yu almost choked, "Go away, do you think this is cabbage? There's not that much!"

He realized that he had fallen into Yang Jingxue's trap. He had originally intended to sell Jiuzhi wine, otherwise he might have covered it up just now.

But now after hearing what Yang Jingxue said, he felt a little embarrassed.

Ning Ruiting saw this and tried to smooth things over, "Uncle Yu, Aunt Xue really wants a lot. I don't want much, just twenty or thirty bottles of wine."

"How about this, no matter how much the auction price of this jar of Eight-grade Wine and Chili Wine is, our sect is willing to purchase Uncle Yu's Wine and Chili Wine at the same price."

His words not only gave Chen Yu a way out, but also demonstrated his true nature as a businessman, very smoothly.

Fang Yuan curled his lips when he heard this, and said angrily, "Nonsense, Ruiting, don't grab it. There's not enough for us to share, what are you going to resell it for?"