Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Why did you drink all the 'mushroom stuffing' I gave you last time? Don't you want to have a small sip?"

"You really made it? You still have this skill!" Li Xianfeng was a little moved.

"Don't worry about who made it. I promised to give you two pounds. Now I'll give you three pounds of this 'dead', right? It's generous enough!"

"Ah?" Old Man Li was a little dissatisfied. The older the white wine, the better. There are dozens of jars in this large cellar, which add up to hundreds of kilograms!

But he only has three pounds!

Thinking of this, I feel a little unbalanced.

But there is no reason to ask for more. He himself said that this is a top-notch wine, and he only did some physical work. Do you have the nerve to ask for more?

However, looking at the piles of jars in the cellar, I felt so itchy in my heart that I cursed secretly: "It's all cheaper Ye Tiansheng! Can you come and get some more in the future?"

No, Ye Tiansheng’s only problem is “silly”.

He would not be greedy at all if his apprentice's things were kept here. If he really encouraged Ye Tiansheng to be greedy, this stupid man might even turn against him.

Thinking of this, Li Xianfeng was so anxious that he was so angry that he was breathing out of his body, and he began to be jealous of Ye Tiansheng for no reason.

Even he himself didn't know why he was jealous. He could only watch it and couldn't drink it, even if he just put it here, it would be good.

Wait...wait.

A flash of inspiration passed by!

This kid doesn’t know how to brew the most top-notch wine under his nose, and he doesn’t know where he learned this craft?

But no matter what, as long as you have this technique, you can repeat it.

He should be brewing again in the future, right?

My old Li, I feel so happy when I drink some wine from time to time.

Just when Li Xianfeng was surprised, Zhou Yi took the jar of wine out of the cellar and poured three pounds for Li Xianfeng.

"your."

Ye Tiansheng also smelled the strong aroma of wine, came over, poured a cup in a small cup, and tasted it: "Good wine, reminded me of the stories that happened... The dead are like this, and I will never let go of day and night. This name is indeed worthy of its name. Time passes so fast that I have grown old before I can react."

"Even if it's just a month's new wine, it can be considered a strange wine. I don't know how big the strength will be in ten or a hundred years."

"But it is impossible for us to drink it for a hundred years, so we can only make the future generations cheaper." Li Xianfeng took a sip and closed his eyes.

Zhou Yi also tasted it a little. The wine smelled very fragrant, but it tasted like a flowing water. Under the erosion of this flowing water, a faint memory emerged in his heart, sweet, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. From the time he traveled to this world, everything was like a revolving lantern, passed in his mind.

My heart was beating, absorbing all these faint memories.

He took a deep breath and said, "The recipe for this wine is very simple, but the most important thing is the hair of a centenarian as a guide. Otherwise, it would be just ordinary white wine, without the charm of time."

"No wonder, no wonder...it's Old Lady Sun's hair." Li Xianfeng said.

"Yes, the hair she gave me."

"It will be rare in the future... Where can so many old people who have experienced ups and downs?" Zhou Yi sighed.

For a while, the room fell silent, and everyone began to observe the deceased Old Lady Sun.

The new wine for a month does not bring too strong sense of time, and even ordinary people can barely bear the charm.

Zhou Yi planned to give Fu Lintao and Wu Zhenyu some drinks.

These two guys are too weak, so it would be better to become copper seals as soon as possible.

...

After a few tastings, Zhou Yi and Li Xianfeng left Ye Tiansheng's home and returned to the West End.

There is still serious things to do now. This jar of "dead is like this", so I have to wait for Ye Ling to have a banquet after the college entrance examination.

Even if everyone is drunk, it will be nothing.

Zhou Yi started his intensive work again.

For spiritual healers, collecting people's emotions and six desires is the most important step. Adding these obsessions to the patient's mind can effectively "held obsessions".

The more obsessed minds you collect, the more effective healing methods will be. Of course, the other psychic healers need special psychic skills to accommodate these external obsessions through their own souls, which is a certain degree of danger.

Zhou Yi did not have such concerns.

The spiritual space opened up by the sage stone slab can almost accommodate endless obsessions and avoid being subject to spiritual pollution. It is equivalent to the most complex and difficult step of the spiritual healer, who was skipped by him.

At this moment, he has basically collected human love, hate, love, ups and downs, these most basic emotions and six desires.

In the ghost place of Xisu, there are really too many prisoners who need treatment, such as those who are addicted to stealing, those who dominate too much, those who are domestic violence, and those who are antisocial... All kinds of people have them. In theory, these people can be treated, but they are just a matter of time spent.

A large number of people’s psychological problems can be quickly solved by using the “Ma Baoguo” old comrades.

The only trouble limiting Zhou Yi’s experience is that he needs to gain the patient’s sense of trust, which is true trust and cannot be fake.

Even if there is a "broken wall needle", he dare not force himself into the spiritual world of strangers, otherwise it will still bring risks to himself. He is unwilling to lose his life in order to gain some experience.

The doctor's parents' hearts sometimes Zhou Yi will sympathize with and pity some people, especially some bad teenagers. Their family environment is generally bad. They can work hard to be normal people, but they will never repent. They have to mess around, gamble, and even feel that their path is correct.

In this case, no matter how high his skills are, there is no way.

It is indeed rare for a prodigal son to turn back.

So he asked Professor Zhong Shengtang, who was also a spiritual healer, about this matter.

"There's no way, Xiao Zhou, don't worry about these things." Professor Zhong said, "I had an internship in a mental hospital when I was as young as you. The biggest characteristic of mental patients is that they think they are normal and stubborn."

"The prisoners on the West Suo should be the same, even more than that."

"In our industry... the spiritual healer is too rare. You can only invest your limited power into the greatest benefit. When there were no spiritual healers in the past, wouldn't human civilization continue? The spiritual healer is very important, but don't imagine it is too important."
Chapter completed!