長山劉氏，體肥嗜飲。每獨酌，輒盡一甕。負郭田三百畝，輒半種黍；而家豪富，不以飲為累也。一番僧見之，謂其身有異疾。劉答言：「無。」僧曰：「君飲嘗不醉否？」曰：「有之。」曰：「此酒蟲也。」劉愕然，便求醫療。曰：「易耳。」問：「需何藥？」俱言不須。但令於日中俯臥，縶手足；去首半尺許，置良醞一器。移時，燥渴，思飲為極。酒香入鼻，饞火上熾，而苦不得飲。忽覺咽中暴癢，哇有物出，直墮酒中。解縛視之，赤肉長三寸許，蠕動如游魚，口眼悉備。劉驚謝。酬以金，不受，但乞其蟲。問：「將何用？」曰：「此酒之精，甕中貯水，入蟲攪之，即成佳釀。」劉使試之，果然。劉自是惡酒如仇。體漸瘦，家亦日貧，後飲食至不能給。
長山有個姓劉的人，身體肥胖，十分愛喝酒。每次獨自喝酒，總要喝光一整甕。他在城外有三百畝田，常拿一半來種黍。他家十分富裕，喝酒也沒有給家裡造成負擔。一個番僧見了他，說他身上有一種怪病。劉某回答：「沒有。」和尚說：「你喝酒時，可曾有過喝不醉的時候？」劉某說：「有過。」和尚說：「這是酒蟲作怪。」劉某十分驚訝，便請求和尚替他醫治。和尚說：「很容易。」劉某問：「需要什麼藥？」和尚說什麼藥都不用，只讓他在正午的太陽底下趴著，把手腳綁住，在離他頭部約半尺的地方放上一器好酒。過了一會兒，劉某口乾舌燥，想喝酒想得不得了。酒香鑽進鼻子，越發勾起他的酒癮，可他偏偏喝不到，十分難受。忽然，他覺得喉嚨裡一陣奇癢，哇的一聲吐出一個東西，徑直掉進酒裡。解開繩索一看，那東西是一團紅色的肉，約有三寸長，像遊動的魚一樣蠕動著，嘴巴、眼睛都齊全。劉某又驚訝又感激，拿錢酬謝和尚，和尚不肯收，只求他把酒蟲送給自己。劉某問：「你拿它做什麼用？」和尚說：「這是酒的精華。在甕裡裝上水，把蟲放進去攪一攪，就能變成好酒。」劉某讓他試試，果然如此。從此，劉某厭惡酒，像厭惡仇人一樣。他的身體漸漸消瘦，家裡也一天天窮下去，後來連吃喝都供給不上了。
长山刘氏，体肥嗜饮。每独酌，辄尽一瓮。负郭田三百亩，辄半种黍；而家豪富，不以饮为累也。一番僧见之，谓其身有异疾。刘答言：「无。」僧曰：「君饮尝不醉否？」曰：「有之。」曰：「此酒虫也。」刘愕然，便求医疗。曰：「易耳。」问：「需何药？」俱言不须。但令于日中俯卧，絷手足；去首半尺许，置良酝一器。移时，燥渴，思饮为极。酒香入鼻，馋火上炽，而苦不得饮。忽觉咽中暴痒，哇有物出，直堕酒中。解缚视之，赤肉长三寸许，蠕动如游鱼，口眼悉备。刘惊谢。酬以金，不受，但乞其虫。问：「将何用？」曰：「此酒之精，瓮中贮水，入虫搅之，即成佳酿。」刘使试之，果然。刘自是恶酒如仇。体渐瘦，家亦日贫，后饮食至不能给。
长山有个姓刘的人，身体肥胖，十分爱喝酒。每次独自喝酒，总要喝光一整瓮。他在城外有三百亩田，常拿一半来种黍。他家十分富裕，喝酒也没有给家里造成负担。一个番僧见了他，说他身上有一种怪病。刘某回答：“没有。”和尚说：“你喝酒时，可曾有过喝不醉的时候？”刘某说：“有过。”和尚说：“这是酒虫作怪。”刘某十分惊讶，便请求和尚替他医治。和尚说：“很容易。”刘某问：“需要什么药？”和尚说什么药都不用，只让他在正午的太阳底下趴着，把手脚绑住，在离他头部约半尺的地方放上一器好酒。过了一会儿，刘某口干舌燥，想喝酒想得不得了。酒香钻进鼻子，越发勾起他的酒瘾，可他偏偏喝不到，十分难受。忽然，他觉得喉咙里一阵奇痒，哇的一声吐出一个东西，径直掉进酒里。解开绳索一看，那东西是一团红色的肉，约有三寸长，像游动的鱼一样蠕动着，嘴巴、眼睛都齐全。刘某又惊讶又感激，拿钱酬谢和尚，和尚不肯收，只求他把酒虫送给自己。刘某问：“你拿它做什么用？”和尚说：“这是酒的精华。在瓮里装上水，把虫放进去搅一搅，就能变成好酒。”刘某让他试试，果然如此。从此，刘某厌恶酒，像厌恶仇人一样。他的身体渐渐消瘦，家里也一天天穷下去，后来连吃喝都供给不上了。
There was a man named Liu in Changshan, fat and fond of drink. Whenever he drank alone he would finish a whole jar. He owned three hundred mu of land just outside the city wall, and half of it was always sown with millet; but his family was very rich, and the drinking was no burden to them. A foreign monk saw him and said he had a strange ailment in his body. “I have none,” Liu answered. “When you drink,” said the monk, “is it true that you never get drunk?” “It is.” “Then it is a wine worm.” Liu was startled, and begged at once to be cured. “That is easy,” said the monk. “What medicine will you need?” Liu asked. The monk said none was needed at all. He simply had Liu lie face down in the noon sun with his hands and feet tied, and about half a foot from his head he set a vessel of fine wine. After a while Liu grew parched with thirst and longed for a drink more than anything. The smell of the wine went up his nose, the fire of his craving blazed, and it was torment that he could not drink. Suddenly he felt a fierce itch in his throat. He retched, and something came out and dropped straight into the wine. They untied him and looked: it was a piece of red flesh about three inches long, wriggling like a swimming fish, with mouth and eyes complete. Liu was amazed, and thanked the monk. He offered him money, but the monk would not take it, and asked only for the worm. “What will you use it for?” Liu asked. “It is the very essence of wine,” said the monk. “Fill a jar with water, put the worm in and stir it, and it turns into good wine.” Liu had him try it, and so it did. From then on Liu loathed wine as if it were his enemy. His body grew thinner and thinner, and his family poorer by the day, until in the end they could not even keep themselves in food and drink.