Chapter 578: Corn Wine
Heath's face looked very strange. He felt like he had become Charizard's follower. The girl had basically ignored Heath's opinions and ideas, and was enthusiastically introducing various new knowledge and things in the fitness world to Charizard. Heath was completely confused, but Charizard was listening with great interest. When Charizard came out, Heath saw that Charizard was holding several large bags in his hands. According to what Heath had just seen, these were filled with protein powder and some new fitness magazines, etc. Charizard even bought a weight-reinforced steel bag.
"It's really rare to see you buy so many things." Heath didn't care. The staff of this gym were very professional and didn't do anything fishy. There was nothing wrong with the things Charizard bought. It's just that Heath rarely saw Charizard buying things. Most of the time, this big guy let Heath deposit his salary on the card and had no desire to shop. Unexpectedly, Charizard bought a lot of things during this trip.
"Oh." Charizard was happily reading a fitness magazine. Heath curiously leaned over to take a look. He didn't know whether Charizard could understand human language, but after taking a look, Heath found that Charizard seemed to be able to understand it, which made Heath feel a lot less worried.
The language of the Pokémon world is very strange. When Heath first came here, he felt like an illiterate. Fortunately , it was not difficult to understand, and Heath finally learned the knowledge.
"Selling corn wine~ Fresh homemade corn wine~" Just as Heath was shopping, Heath heard a hawking voice, which aroused Heath's interest. He walked over holding Lalulas. Then Heath saw a middle-aged uncle sitting on the edge of the street, carefully observing both sides, and in front of him was a carrying pole, and next to him were two large bamboo tubes with lids.
"Sir, would you like to buy some wine?" The middle-aged man greeted Heath warmly when he saw him.
"I want to see what your corn wine tastes like?" Heath was just curious that there were people in this world who brewed their own wine. This was really rare. You know, most of the time, the wine in this world came from special wine factories, and there were very few such unique home-brewed wines. Moreover, corn wine reminded Heath of some home-brewed wines he had drunk in his previous life.
In the past, home-brewed wine had mixed reviews. Some people thought that home-brewed wine was an unqualified alcoholic beverage and that drinking it could easily cause problems, while others thought that home-brewed wine was actually a very good alcoholic beverage and that there was nothing wrong with drinking it. However, in Heath's opinion, some alcoholic beverages produced by manufacturers were much worse than home-brewed wine, and sometimes home-brewed wine tasted better than those produced by alcoholic beverage manufacturers.
"Hey, I'm not bragging, my corn wine is really good wine, and I have stored these two barrels of wine in special containers at home for three years!" The uncle looked very proud. Heath raised his eyebrows. Three years?
Heath felt that he needed to correct a problem, which is that the older the wine is, the better it is not necessarily. In his previous life, many people talked about the 1982 Lafite, which made many people think that the older the wine is, the better it is. However, that premise is based on the fact that the wine is properly stored. Only after proper storage, the taste of the wine will become more mellow as time goes by. Otherwise, it will easily deteriorate. There is no such thing as the older the wine is, the better it tastes.
However, looking at the confident look of the uncle in front of him, Heath felt that he was probably the type who really made some drinks himself, and at least they should not have gone bad.
"Let me try it?" Heath did not buy it immediately. There are so many tricks in buying wine. Heath has seen many of them. Some people will put a thin plastic film on the edge of the bottle. In this way, the plastic film is filled with good wine, but the inside is actually water. Others will put fake wine in real good wine bottles, and then seal them back intact, so as to sell the fake wine at the price of good wine.
The uncle generously opened the lid of his cup and scooped a small cup for Heath. Heath took it and smelled it first, and a strong aroma of wine came out. However, this corn wine smelled like white wine. However, grain wine is basically white wine, so there is nothing strange about it. There is nothing strange about the taste. Heath took a sip, then turned it around in his mouth, savoring the taste, and then swallowed it.
It tastes a bit spicy, but that's how liquor is. The alcohol content seems to be quite high, too. However, what Heath cares most about is the aftertaste of the liquor. It has a strong aftertaste and the taste is very good. It's not one of those inferior fake liquors. It can be considered a very high-quality liquor.
"How much?" Heath smacked his lips. Of course, there had to be some alcohol in his dining car. After all, although Heath himself didn't drink much, some customers still needed alcohol, and a single drink might not satisfy those picky customers. So in the end, Heath decided to buy some corn wine, but the premise was...
Thinking of this, Heath took out his food identifier and shone it on the corn wine in front of him.
[Home-brewed liquor, slightly toxic and drinkable, made from corn, tastes very good and is well preserved. It is an excellent homemade liquor, but because it contains alcohol, it is toxic to the human body.]
Heath's mouth twitched. Wow, when he saw the news about corn wine and found that it was slightly toxic, Heath was a little nervous, wondering if this thing had gone bad or something. He didn't expect that it was because of alcohol. Liquor must contain alcohol, but alcohol itself does have certain toxic side effects on humans, so it's not very strange.
"This...how much do you want?" The uncle rubbed his hands and asked nervously.
Heath looked at the wine barrel. He had just seen the old man scoop it up directly from the bottom with a spoon, so there should be nothing wrong with the wine barrel itself.
"All of them." Heath made the decision immediately.
"All? If it's all, I can give you one hundred and thirty Alliance coins per pound!" The uncle was instantly happy.
