As the saying goes, no wine can make a meal. Since Liu Qingshan treats guests, of course he has to prepare wine, and it is still a few bottles of high-alcohol liquor.

A few bowls were placed on the ground, pouring half a bowl of white wine. Liu Qingshan waved his hand and led everyone to retreat.

The monkey group slowly came up and saw the candy scattered on the ground, so they happily picked it up.

Soon a monkey found the wine in the bowl, stretched out his claws and dipped it in, then pulled it back, put it on his mouth, and a few drops of wine fell into his mouth.

When I slap it, it felt very fragrant. A monkey lies by the bowl and drinks it. He is so spicy that he grins, but he still enjoys it.

Liu Qingshan’s estimate is correct. Most of these monkeys are addicted to alcohol and cannot withstand the temptation of alcohol.

When they turned back, they found that there was a mess here, and several porcelain bowls were all broken, and the ground exuded a strong smell of clear water.

The monkeys were lying around and lay down a large area.

There are a few who may not have drunk as much as they are still staggering on the ground to play drunken fists.

Haha, successfully won!

Liu Qingshan walked over, and a drunk monkey wanted to run away, but he staggered and fell to the ground.

This is a female monkey, and she was still holding a monkey cub in her arms. She was so scared that she bared her teeth at Liu Qingshan.

"You said you are a mother and you still drink so much wine. The milk must contain alcohol, and you must not cultivate a little alcoholic."

Liu Qingshan was still preaching seriously, and he was amused and laughed at Gao Feng:

The Qingshan brothers are really a freak. Sometimes they look at the young man, and sometimes they like to make trouble.

The mute grandfather touched a big monkey lying on the ground and gestured in his hand: This is the Monkey King.

This guy slept like a dead pig, and his face was redder than his butt.

It is probably because of the benefits of the Monkey King that I drank the most and got the most drunk.

"Let's go, hurry up and go to the immortal cave first. Don't wake up in a while. You should be anxious again."

Liu Qingshan greeted him, but the mute grandfather waved his hand and signaled himself to stay here.

After all, the monkey group has lost its resistance now, so it will be very dangerous if there are beasts or something.

The master was still thoughtful, so Liu Qingshan nodded to the master, and led Master Guo and Gao Feng to crawl towards the Immortal Cave.

I entered the cave very smoothly, and there were no left-behind monkeys in the cave. It seemed that the monkey group was acting in a unified manner.

Lighted the prepared torch and came to the natural wine pool. Liu Qingshan pulled Master Guo hard, for fear that the old man would be excited and jumped in.

"It's really made of heaven and earth!"

Master Guo checked it and never stopped admiring it.

But the more this happens, the less likely it is to copy it, unless you can accumulate thousands of years.

After tasting two bites of the wine in the stone pit, Gao Feng was completely conquered: "Why should we occupy this cave?"

His meaning was to have a magpie nest, so Liu Qingshan criticized him. This idea is very immoral. The monkey is the master here. What power do you have to drive the master away?

Master Guo also nodded beside him and said, "This stone pit is too small. Even if it occupies a cave, it will be enough to make a few dozen kilograms of wine in a year."

Liu Qingshan was also very disappointed, but he didn't give up:

"Master Guo, I don't understand. Do you think this will work? Can we use the monkey wine here as an old mother and son, just like the wine base of blended wine?"

Old Man Guo blinked his eyes twice: "Not to say, your method may work, but you have to conduct more experiments, when to add it, before or after fermentation."

"And there is also how much you need to add to be useful. I guess, even if you can succeed, the taste will be far worse than this one."

No matter how bad it is, it is also Monkey wine.

Liu Qingshan didn't dislike him at all. He poured two pots into the water bottle he brought back, and kept reminding him:

"Master Guo, this is for our experiment. Don't let me drink it all."

"You'd better take care of yourself."

Lao Guo responded, then looked at Gao Feng who was drooling around him: "And you!"

The three of them left the cave, but the monkey group had not come back yet. I wonder if my hometown almost asked someone to copy it.

This is Liu Qingshan's kindness, otherwise, the monkey group would definitely be homeless and turned into a group of wandering monkeys.

When I returned to Mu Keling, the mute grandfather came back soon, and it was probably because the monkey group had sobered up.

Next, we will discuss trying to brew Monkey Wine. The biggest problem is of course the raw materials.

Regarding the wild fruits in the mountains, Master Guo had just walked around and had a rough idea, so he made a list of them, with a variety of wild fruits on it.

The most numerous are gooseberry, that is, lantern fruit, and there are also the round dates just now. Master Guo guessed that this round date should be quite the main one.

Because this thing is their local specialty, it is very rare in other places.

Even if there is, the taste and nutritional content are much worse.

When collecting wild fruits, the mountain mining team can help pick them with their feet. However, this round date is rare, so everyone has no choice.

"I don't know where those monkeys were picked. It seems that they have to keep an eye on it." Liu Qingshan proposed a stalking idea, which is still feasible.

But the mute grandfather waved his hand and gestured, "No need to be so troublesome, I know."

That's easy to deal with. I think with the decades of experience in walking in the mountains, there is really nothing he can't find in this mountain.

After lunch at Mu Keling, he divided a collection team of ten people and went to pick round dates with Liu Qingshan and the others. Grandpa mute even asked them to bring a plate of rope.

Mr. Zhang is the leader of this group. He is short and has a large plate of rope hanging around his waist, drooping to the ground. So he hums with dissatisfaction:

"Mutual, are you leading us to hang ourselves together?"

The mute grandfather smiled and gestured twice, and everyone understood it, and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Dashuai was also very upset: "Much, thanks to you who can't speak, otherwise you would have to be so angry. It's enough for me to have a shoelace, right? This hanging has nothing to do with height!"

Everyone talked and laughed all the way, and the more they walked, Liu Qingshan felt more familiar. When they arrived at the edge of the familiar cliff, this wasn’t a dunneck cliff, which was the place where the Japanese secret cave was discovered.

The mute grandfather gestured for a while, and everyone realized that the round dates produced were the best in the valley below the cliff.

Although there are some in the deep forest, they are relatively small and have a much worse taste.

The round dates below are probably as good as the monkeys can pick them, and I don’t know how the mute grandfather discovered them.

So, let's go down. Everyone tied the ropes they brought to the big tree, then connected them for hundreds of meters before putting them down.

After using all the ropes, I barely connected two of them, and there were also places in contact with the cliff. I was worried that they would be broken, so I carefully mat the floor with something.

When he was ready, Zhang Dashuai waved his hand: "I am the best at climbing ropes, I will go down and explore the way first."

Liu Qingshan was worried: "Uncle Dashun, we are just a companion."

This thing is really not something that ordinary people can play with. It is relatively easy to go down, but the cliff that is dozens of meters high has less strength in your arms, so you really can't climb up.

The ten-player team, including Liu Qingshan and Mute Grandpa, had only five people in total. They had the courage to go down and try it, and the rest were guarding the top.

It is just right that you can also pull the rope up and protect the rope. If the rope is damaged, the people below will not be able to get up.

Before Shuai Zhang could go down the first time, he saw the mute grandfather grabbing the rope, swaying his body, and disappearing from the cliff.

I looked down and couldn't see anyone else at all.

It was really unacceptable. Zhang Dashuai also sighed, and honestly tied his body on the rope, slowly slipping down along the rope. After a long time, he finally saw the dense trees below.

Liu Qingshan also slipped down from another rope. He was worried that the Grandmaster was anxious, so he kept controlling his speed. The two of them reached the bottom almost at the same time.

This canyon is much larger than I imagined, just like an underground forest.

The trees are also straight and tall. In this environment, they can absorb more sunlight only by trying to grow into the sky.

The humidity in the forest is obviously greater than that on the top. When you step on the ground, you feel very soft. I don’t know how thick the humus layer below is.

"This is the real primeval forest!" Liu Qingshan couldn't help but praise.

I am afraid that few people have been involved in this kind of place for tens of millions of years, and belong to the true original ecology.

Yaya, the voice of the mute grandfather came from the front. The two of them looked in the sound and saw the mute grandfather climbing on a tree, picking round dates on it.

This thing is a vine and needs to be climbed to survive on other plants. It is really difficult to pick.

When the five people came down, they began to divide the work and cooperate, and there were special people who climb trees and pick fruits, and there were special people who were responsible for cleaning up the basket.

Fill a basket and transport it to the rope and ask the person above to hang it on it.

After working for a long time, I felt that it was almost dark, so I finished work.

Liu Qingshan looked at his watch and it was only around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, but the light in the canyon was short and it felt like it was almost dark.

Looking at the deep underground forest extending in the distance, Liu Qingshan made up his mind: When you have time in the future, you must follow your master and explore this underground treasure carefully. Maybe there will be surprises waiting for him.

When climbing up, it took a lot of time. Only Liu Qingshan and the mute grandfather climbed up smoothly. Zhang Dashuai barely got up by himself. When he got up, he was so tired that he lay on the ground.

The remaining people could no longer climb until they were halfway through their waists, and were pulled up by the people above.

"Er Feizi, you said you would go down to join in the fun, and you didn't look at your body, almost rubbing our hands with a bald skin!"

Everyone complained in a verbal way that the guy named Erfeizi really looks a bit true.

He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Next time I call a few teenage boys."

"Then don't call your little fat guy!" Zhang Dashuai recovered and began to take over the old man of the second fat guy.

Erfeizi yelled: "This is impossible, follow the root, who said it is my seed?"
Chapter completed!