Chapter 446 I’m Not Targeting Anyone, I’m Just Saying...

In the hall, the stench still persisted. There was almost no one in the entire hall. Except for Kinuma and his disciples, only Zhuang Buyuan was watching the excitement from the ceiling.

Kinuma shook the stinky wine in his hand unbelievingly, as if if he shook it fast enough, he could reverse time and return the stinking wine to its original fragrant state.

But even the manor owners failed to truly conquer time, let alone Kinuma.

As he shook, the stench in the entire hall became stronger and stronger, and he finally gave up.

"Why! Why is this happening! What the hell is going on!" Kinuma was furious like a monkey, screaming and jumping crazily on the spot.

"Master..." Several of his apprentices wanted to persuade him, but Kinuma angrily accused him: "It's you! It must be you! You were jealous of my work, so you made my wine stink!" Isn’t it! Isn’t it!”

"I didn't..." Accused by Kinuma who was so furious that he lost his mind, his disciple weakly defended himself.

But Kinuma was not a person who accepted other people's excuses, not to mention that he was so furious that he completely lost his judgment.

He suddenly threw the wine jar in his hand. The wine jar, which could hold two kilograms of wine, hit the eldest disciple on the forehead, causing him to bleed.

The rancid wine splashed in all directions, not only splashing all over the disciple, but also splashed far away. Most of the hall was filled with this vengeful liquid.

Now Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help it anymore, and quickly patted Xiaofu's head: "Let's get out quickly!"

Xiaofu grabbed Zhuang Buyuan's backpack, flew out the door, and landed on a tree. Zhuang Buyuan gasped like he was escaping from death. Well, this stinky wine is really terrible!

No matter how bad the sewer smells, it smells bad.

Kinuma was in the hall, kicking and hitting his eldest apprentice. The eldest apprentice did not dare to fight back at first, but after all, the eldest apprentice himself also had status and status, and he was over fifty years old, so he was kicked several times. , unable to bear it any longer, he shouted: "My master is crazy!" He turned around and ran away.

Kinuma chased for a few steps but failed to catch up. He held his knees and panted on the spot. After taking a few breaths, he couldn't stand the smell in the hall and ran out of the door.

Only then did Kinuma realize something was wrong outside.

Outside the hall, the strong aroma of wine could not be dissolved. All the guests came and went and stared blankly at the monkey who was making wine.

This monkey works like a charm.

Stir and mash at the beginning, then let it sit for fermentation, then take out the wine and filter out impurities...

One move after another, it turned out to be the same.

What’s even more surprising is that this wine is surprisingly good. Everyone here is a brewing master. Just after taking a few sips and looking at the color of the wine, you can tell that this vat of wine is better than what they brewed. Everything that comes out... must be excellent!

How can this be?

That's just a monkey!

What's even more surprising is that the speed of saccharification and fermentation of this wine seems to have been accelerated countless times.

The whole process seems to have been sped up countless times. The fermentation and brewing process that originally took dozens of days or even a whole year only took more than ten minutes in the hands of this monkey.

Of course they didn't know that in order to get a head start and create such a sensation, the wine barrel used for brewing at this time was no ordinary thing. It was a miniature tavern brewer specially built by Lao Honglong, which itself had been soaked in the blood of time. the power of.

As for the wine-making monkey, it is naturally a mess. Although it looks like a monkey, it is agile and has excellent eyesight. With the assistance of the manor's servant ID card, it is not difficult to play with the tavern brewing machine.

Father Zhuang, who was dressed in white and had an air of immortality, stood aside with his hands behind his back, occasionally giving a few words of advice, and the rest of the time, he just watched with his hands behind his back.

People who make wine are usually good at wine. How can you resist good wine?

Just now, Kinuma's wine had aroused his greed, and now he couldn't hold back anymore, and everyone was scratching their heads and ears.

"Can I drink this wine?"

"I really want to try it..."

Then, they heard Dad Zhuang say something.

It's a pity that Dad Zhuang spoke in Chinese and they couldn't understand it.

They can only ask their attendants or translators: "What is he talking about?"

"I have no idea……"

"Why don't you know? Aren't you a translator?"

"Don't you understand Fusang language?"

"The problem is, he doesn't speak Fuso!"

"If people from Fusang don't speak Fusang, what can they say?"

"Don't you understand if I change the dialect?"

The translator and the attendants are going to cry. You just paid for an ordinary translator. Why do you expect me to be proficient in eight languages?

Not Fusang?

After seeing Zhuang's father say something, they were even more crazy when he said something else. What on earth was this man talking about?

At this moment, someone said from behind: "He is speaking Chinese. My monkey is not very good at it, which makes everyone laugh."

Ji Lao came out from behind the crowd and translated.

Mr. Ji's English was not very good, and his translation was a bit awkward. After everyone smacked it a few times and then brushed it, they started to sweat.

Damn it, is this called poor skill?

This monkey... brews better wine than us, right?

Was the first half of my life wasted? Not as powerful as a monkey?

Zhuang Buyuan hid in a tree and fell down laughing.

Dad Zhuang just followed the lines. He didn't know what these people were talking about. He didn't know at this time that he had unintentionally reached the highest level of ridicule...

I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just saying that everyone here is rubbish.

That's all!

At this moment, Kinuma walked out of the room and saw Dad Zhuang, and his expression suddenly changed.

"It's you!"

As Zhuang's father's chief judge, Kinuma had information about Zhuang's father and recognized Zhuang's father at a glance.

At this moment, Gaida also saw Kinuma. He jumped on the wine vat, stretched out his furry little paws, pointed at Kinuma, and screamed angrily.

"What? You said this is the person who stole your wine?" Dad Zhuang followed the script and frowned at Kinuma, "Why did you steal the wine made by my monkey?"

"What is he talking about!" A group of people grabbed Mr. Ji and wanted him to translate.

Ji Lao's English is really not very good, he scratches his head and skips every word.

Fortunately, at this time, Wild Subtitles is finally online. There are still people in the staff who understand Chinese and can help translate for everyone.

What? Master Kinuma stole the wine brewed by the monkey?

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Kinuma's Chinese was also very fluent, and he cursed angrily when he heard the words: "You have lost your mind and gone crazy, who would steal your wine!"

Zhuang's father didn't say anything, and Gaida became even more angry. He screamed and threw the wine-making utensils in his hands.

The wine-making equipment, which was originally stained with a lot of wine, splashed out and scattered in all directions, and countless people's faces were spilled.

They licked it subconsciously.

Drink it well!