"It's... right in my pants pocket." Broly stopped chewing and pointed at his Battle Suit pants that were stained with a lot of oil stains and dust.
Vegeta No longer talking nonsense, he stood up and walked to the antique display rack on the side of the hall. He stood on tiptoes and carefully took down an extremely delicate wine bottle from the top shelf.
That bottle of wine is a royal wine that King Vegeta has collected for many years. The bottle is polished from a single piece of rare translucent ore, and the surface is engraved with complex ancient patterns. The bottle itself is enough to buy several luxury houses in Planet Vegeta.
He took the wine bottle back to Broly's table and placed the bottle firmly on the table.
Broly looked down at the impossibly exquisite bottle in front of him, tilted his head and studied it for a while, then stretched out his oil-stained fingers to poke at the patterns on the bottle that he could not understand at all.
"What is it? It doesn't look like food." Broly obviously has no idea about such exquisite handicrafts.
"Put Frieza in... soak in it. I was in Bulma's restaurant on Earth and saw them using a similar method to process ingredients. It's called soaking in wine. Soaking living things in wine is said to replenish the body." Vegeta pointed to the slender neck of the wine bottle.
"Oh?" Broly scratched the back of his head, rolled his eyes, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
He put his hand into his trouser pocket and groped for a while, then took out the Frieza that shrunk to the size of a thumb with two fingers and had two pointed ends.
He put Frieza in front of the slender neck of the wine bottle to compare its size, and found that the mouth of the bottle was just big enough to stuff the smaller version of Frieza inside, no more, no less.
"Click!"
Broly stuffed Frieza into the mouth of the wine bottle, then stretched out his index finger and flicked Frieza's little head that was still twisting desperately.
Frieza's body fell all the way down the slender mouth of the bottle, sinking silently into the depths of the amber transparent liquid at the bottom of the bottle, and a string of fine bubbles emerged from the surrounding wine.
But soon, the shrunken body of Frieza slowly floated up from the bottom of the bottle, suspended in the center of the wine, and kept rotating slowly with the slight convection of the liquid in the bottle.
His triangular eyes, which were shrunk to the size of sesame seeds, penetrated the amber liquid and the transparent bottle, bursting out with strong hatred that almost overflowed from the bottle. His mouth opened and closed, but he could only spit out strings of silent bubbles in the wine.
"What's in this? It smells pungent." Broly pointed to the amber liquid in the bottle.
"Wine... is something made from fermented grains and fruits." Vegeta answered simply.
"What is wine? Can you drink it?" Broly's curiosity was completely aroused. He tilted his head and stared at Frieza, which was still slowly rotating in the bottle, and looked again and again. He put his nose close to the mouth of the bottle and took a sniff. He was choked by the strong and mellow alcohol smell and sneezed twice in a row.
"This is it... let you try it." Vegeta took another bottle of the same vintage from the display shelf and pushed it in front of Broly.
Broly took the bottle of wine, imitated the behavior of those Saiyan ministers at the banquet just now, unscrewed the sealing plug on the bottle mouth, raised the bottle to his mouth and took a big sip.
After taking this bite, Broly's entire face instantly wrinkled into a ball. His tongue came out of his mouth and flicked it several times as if it was burned. His eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets...
It was a bottle of liquor similar to high-concentration liquor, with an alcohol content of up to fifty-two degrees, which was a hundred times more stimulating than any liquid he had ever drunk in his life.
"What... it tastes so bad! It even irritates my throat!" Broly frowned and pushed the bottle of wine far away to the other side of the table, as if it would be spicy if it got closer to him.
"Only adults drink this kind of stuff. It's normal for a kid like you who doesn't even know what alcohol is to be intolerant of drinking." Vegeta folded his hands in front of his chest and snorted proudly, as if he was someone who knows the art of alcohol.
"Adults drink this?" Broly looked away from the bottle of wine in front of him, and then noticed that there were indeed many people in the banquet hall, including King Vegeta, all holding cups similar to this one, and the liquid inside was also this amber color.
And when they drank, they all had an expression of extreme enjoyment on their faces, and some were still shaking their heads and commenting on something.
Broly clicked her mouth, and used her tongue to carefully search around the mouth for the aftertaste left by the stimulating feeling just now.
Hmm... don't tell me, don't tell me, why does this taste seem to be quite fragrant when you taste it carefully?
Especially after drinking, his whole throat and stomach felt warm, and even his head began to feel light and dizzy. He had never experienced this feeling before, but it was surprisingly comfortable.
Broly pulled the bottle of wine back from the other end of the table, brought it to his mouth and carefully took a second sip.
This mouthful was countless times smaller than the first one, and I just dipped it lightly with the tip of my tongue.
After taking the second sip, he suddenly found that the spicy taste that had made him stick his tongue out before seemed not so unacceptable. The mellow aroma of alcohol slowly spread in his mouth, mixing with the taste of meat, and it felt indescribably pleasurable.
"Why should Frieza be soaked in wine? He is not for food." Broly pointed to the bottle of wine with Frieza soaked in it.
"When I was at Bulma's house, I saw that Earthling likes to soak all kinds of strange things in wine... snake, deer antlers, ginseng. There is also another thing. It is said that soaking in wine can replenish the body." Vegeta pointed at Broly's trouser pocket.
Broly was startled, with a rare hint of panic on his face. "Can this thing also be used to make wine?"
"Reiz said... you will make up for whatever you are lacking, and you will make up for whatever you eat. This is Earthling's health philosophy." A bright smile appeared on Vegeta's face, and he reached out and knocked on the exquisite wine bottle in which Frieza was soaked, "So I I just thought... if I soak Frieza completely in wine and drink the wine brewed from this bottle of Frieza, maybe I can replenish the 120 million fighting energy in his body to myself. He is also Universe Emperor after all, and the wine brewed from it is at least worth more than the deer antlers."
Broly looked doubtfully at Frieza, which was still spinning slowly in the wine bottle, and then at Vegeta's face, which was so serious that there was almost no flaw in it. He really couldn't tell whether what Vegeta said was true or false.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it.
Broly Picked up the bottle of white wine again, after recalling the warm and tipsy feeling just now, he couldn't help but take another sip.
Well, the third sip tasted better than the second sip.
After several more sips, he drank most of a bottle of fifty-two-proof liquor without even realizing it.