frightfiction Chapter 327 They're all drunkards
Chapter 327 They're all drunkards
In just a few breaths, several people were lying haphazardly in the courtyard, and the two Taoist priests who rushed over at the sound of the news had their eyes shining.
"So amazing? Madam Chen, your wine is so good??" Daoist Wuxin didn't mind the mess and picked up a bowl from the table, whose owner it was, to pour wine. Chen Wenfang quickly stopped him.
"Taoist priest, please drink less and don't get drunk!"
"Is it really that strong? Then I'll just drink less." He took a small sip, clicked his tongue, and exclaimed, "Ugh, it's so spicy!" Then he went straight to the kitchen.
Zhang Chang, the other one, wasn't idle either. He dragged a small stool over, sat down, and began to sip the wine, not forgetting to comment, "Madam Chen, your winemaking technique is quite good; the wine has a very strong flavor."
Mr. Xu, who was walking slower behind, complained breathlessly, "They didn't even wait for me when they had good wine."
"Oh, what's the rush?! Come on, let's have some side dishes to make it more enjoyable," Wu Xin said, bringing out several plates of side dishes. Chen Wenfang thought he was going to get some water, but it turned out he was just getting the food. The three of them sat down and started drinking.
After Brother Nie and the others carried the drunks into the room, two more people appeared at the table: Wang Xiaoming and Uncle Hu. The group started drinking and chatting and began to boast.
Seeing this situation, Chen Wenfang didn't know how much they could drink. She had only brewed a few jars herself and still needed to figure out how to turn them into the white wine from her previous life. She couldn't let them drink it all, so she instructed Aunt Liu to put the remaining five jars into the warehouse and let them drink the others.
Before long, more and more people arrived. Li Huanqiu sat next to Brother Nie, along with Wang Erniu and the others who had just arrived home. The two tables were full. Chen Wenfang asked Aunt Liu to cook a few more dishes and served some snacks and peanuts, so that they could peel, eat, and drink.
Uncle Hu was overjoyed. He loved the atmosphere of people bragging and chatting. He took a sip of wine, exclaimed "Ah!", and said to Wang Xiaoming next to him with a satisfied look, "Madam Chen is really amazing. She can brew such good wine. You know what, this wine is really strong. I feel a little drunk after drinking it."
"That's right, I'm not bragging, but Madam Chen is a big shot in our village. If she says she's number one, no one dares to claim to be number two. Of course, our Second Brother is also very good." Wang Xiaoming praised Chen Wenfang and, seeing Wang Erniu standing to the side, also praised him.
“That’s right, that’s right. She built this estate single-handedly. Second Sister-in-law deserves a lot of credit,” Li Huanqiu added.
The three elderly gentlemen had no interest in discussing these matters, and instead talked about the recent uprisings by displaced people in the south.
Chen Wenfang was originally just watching the show, but seeing that their conversation was getting more and more outrageous, she quickly made an excuse that she was tired and went back to her room to rest.
As soon as she left, Wang Xiaoming stood up abruptly, saying, "Brother, come here to toast you. I'll draw a line between us."
Wang Erniu found it amusing; it turned out he was up to no good. So he started playing cards with him, and the group of grown men instantly launched into a battle: "One heart, respect; two brothers, good brothers; three peach gardens; four seasons of wealth; five champions; six times six..."
The house was bustling with activity, and Mr. Xu couldn't help but sigh, "This is what life is all about. It's a pity that the people in the south suffer."
"Old Xu, don't be sad. Back then, Madam Chen and the others planted sweet potatoes, and in the past two years, they've grown all over the country. In the south, of course, they're abundant. They can be grown all year round, so we won't go hungry. It's better than before," Master Zhang Chang comforted him.
“What good is it? In times of chaos, even survival is difficult. I heard that His Majesty has sent General Han Fei to Fujian under General He’s command to pacify Fuzhou and Quanzhou. I hope it goes smoothly,” sighed Master Wuxin.
Wang Erniu listened without changing his expression, but his face darkened. Ouyang had sent word that the Japanese pirates loved to launch surprise attacks, causing great distress to the people. The coastline was too long, making it difficult to defend against them. Moreover, when war broke out, even more refugees would flee, leaving more villages vacant, making it even harder to monitor them.
It was a rare moment of relaxation, and the group of men partied until late at night. Chen Wenfang waited for a long time, and while she was idly thinking about the wine, she realized it tasted like the baijiu from her past life, but it didn't look very clear or transparent. Should she purify it? Purify? How? She remembered what her middle school chemistry teacher had taught her: an alcohol lamp, a delivery tube, heating, cooling—the final product should be purified wine. She could try that. Glass probably didn't exist in this era, but an iron pot should work the same way. The main thing was the tube; a steel pipe should also work. Chen Wenfang's thoughts were a jumbled mess.
After waiting for a long time, Wang Erniu finally returned, and Chen Wenfang couldn't wait to share her good news with him.
"Once I make this strong liquor, you can try it. One taste and you'll be speechless; one cup and you'll be knocked out," Chen Wenfang boasted, patting his chest.
Following her hand, Wang Erniu's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward to embrace her, saying, "My wife is indeed formidable. I'm waiting for your wine. Not to mention the high-proof liquor you'll refine in the future, everyone in the house has already passed out. I went to check, and there are still two jars of wine untouched. But I feel particularly hot right now. My wife, can you tell me what's wrong with me?"
"Oh, what's wrong? Did you drink too much? Are you feeling unwell?" Chen Wenfang asked with concern, touching him all over and taking the opportunity to grope his chest muscles.
"You little vixen!" Wang Erniu gritted his teeth, teased, and pinched her hard, saying, "You just wait, I'm going to wash up first." He reeked of alcohol and didn't want to bother her.
"Hehe!" Chen Wenfang laughed like a fox who had just stolen some fish. They were an old married couple, so who didn't know what the other was up to?
Wang Erniu walked in looking refreshed. Chen Wenfang had already let her hair down and was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket. When she saw him come in, she waved and said with a smile, "Grandpa, come and have some fun!"
Wang Erniu laughed heartily, leaping over and pulling back the covers. He was nearly blinded by the sight of the bed full of spring-like colors. "Oh, my wife!" Wang Erniu quickly climbed in and covered her up completely.
"Haha!" Chen Wenfang laughed mischievously as her prank succeeded.
"You little rascal, you're so naughty!" Under the covers, Wang Erniu hugged her tightly, his big hand slapping her bottom lightly.
"So, do you like it or not?" Chen Wenfang hooked his chin and playfully rubbed it back and forth.
Wang Erniu blushed, a rare sight for him. "I like it!"
"Hahahaha!" Chen Wenfang laughed again.
"Stop laughing! Really." Wang Erniu, enraged, pinned her down and began his assault, swift and direct. Chen Wenfang quickly succumbed, leaving only their panting breaths that lingered for a long time.
The next day, Chen Wenfang experienced the bitterness of flirting with strong men, especially those who had drunk a little but were not drunk. Under the influence of alcohol, they took advantage of her and ravaged her.
"Ouch, my back!" Chen Wenfang still slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting up.
Aunt Liu and Sister-in-law Nie exchanged glances, both understanding each other perfectly, and simultaneously covered their mouths and laughed.