1761 Those Willing Will Take the Bait

The senior cracked a toothy grin.

Meanwhile, Qiao Mu couldn't help but find it funny. The senior had a red brandy nose and was dressed in rags like a beggar, but he was in excellent spirits.

She gave a nod and indicated for everybody to pour their chrysanthemum wine into the old man's big bowl.

That old senior immediately broke out in a foolish smile and squatted by the side to drink his big bowl of wine.

Everybody shook their heads helplessly and turned to look back at Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu unplugged the stopper from the jade gourd, and the fragrant scent of fruit wine wafted out.

The old senior squatting by the side who had been guzzling the wine like water suddenly twitched his nose. He quickly scrambled up and turned to look in Qiao Mu's direction.

Many aged elders sitting in front of the flower rack also turned their gazes toward Qiao Mu when they smelled the fragrance of the wine.

"Wow!!" Qi Xuanxuan and company couldn't help but exclaim, "Qiaoqiao, you've stashed away such excellent wine!"

"You've really been hiding it away from us!"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel helpless.

Truthfully, this winter fruit wine was the result of the sapling's random experimenting. She naturally did not have the leisurely mood to do such a thing.

The reason being that there was just too much winter fruit!

Even after giving Crown Prince Mo a large portion of the winter fruit, she still had a lot in storage.

The sapling was displeased with how much space they were taking up but also felt that it would be a pity to toss them. Therefore, it just brewed them all into wine.

"Here, cheers to everyone." Ma Ta laughed out loud and raised his cup.

The nine of them clinked their cups and downed a mouthful of winter fruit wine. It had a pleasing aftertaste, and the fruit wine was also warming up their bellies.

"This tastes too good," Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help but praise.

Even she, who didn't drink wine often, felt that this fruit wine was superb. It was sweet but not overly so. After drinking it, she could feel all her meridians turn warm. This really was some good stuff.

The old beggar by the side had long been drooling. He tweaked his ears and scratched his cheeks in frustration, hesitating to speak.

"Little lass, you truly used winter fruit to brew this wine?" The brandy-nosed senior inquired curiously.

It's not like he hadn't drunk winter fruit wine before, but when had the aroma been so fragrant!

"It is winter fruit wine." Qiao Mu nodded affirmatively.

It's just that… these winter fruits had been soaked in sacred water for a period of time.

At that time, Qiao Mu had originally planned to prepare chilled winter fruit but just left it soaking there. By the time she remembered, the sapling had already impatiently processed them all.

So, what could she say?

The brandy-nosed senior ran up to Qiao Mu and laughed mischievously, "Little lass, could you spare this old man some of your wine?"

Qiao Mu saw him staring at the jade gourd in her hands with bright eyes, even swallowing uncontrollably as he spoke. He obviously lived on alcohol.

"Alright, I'll spare you some." Qiao Mu nodded reluctantly. "Seeing that you are an old grandpa."

Everyone: "…"

Qiao Mu poured the elder wine from the gourd. However, the elder urged while looking on from the side, "More, more. Don't be so stingy, you lass! This wine gourd of yours is clearly holding ten barrels of wine. There's not much loss even if you pour this old man a big bowl."

Qiao Mu's eyes flashed, and she stopped pouring after filling up his bowl halfway. "You tell me who you are, and then I'll fill it up for you."

There were so many people present, but no one noticed anything peculiar with this jade gourd of hers. Yet this elder had such discerning eyes?