Chapter 125 The Supreme Being in Wine

I saw the man frowning, tilting his head and looking over with dissatisfied eyes, obviously very dissatisfied in his heart.

Anyone can understand, I was fishing quietly here for a while, but when you come and throw big rocks at me, not to mention that you scare all the fish away, even my idle fishing Love and elegance have been completely destroyed by you!

How the hell did you really build a big platform...

Why don't you go to heaven! ?

Are you building a house right here?

Burning pianos and boiling cranes is nothing better than this!

Okay, okay...you're finally done...you actually...you still have to place a chair on the stone platform?

The man was really surprised now.

Fuck, do you want to fish here! ?

He stared, watching the completely unbelievable and unimaginable things happen to him one after another.

The person in charge seems to be a rich man, the kind who has no power to restrain a chicken. Um? No, this guy is seriously injured... With such a serious injury, he actually came to fish...

Everything is done by the guy behind him.

Build a platform for him, set up a chair for him, and then get a backrest; fix a fishing rod for him, a fishing line for him, tie a hook for him, and a float for him...

He even took a small quilt...

Do you want to help him fish again later, I said? !

Hmm...isn't it over yet? Still continuing to be a demon? !

Puff puff puff...

As if trying to kill all the fish in the lake, he threw bait into it desperately; after casting for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at himself, saying: "Just now I scared all the fish away, what a shame! I'm sorry, I'll make a nest for you too."

Puff puff……

Throwing it to myself for a long time.

The fisherman was completely stunned, dumbfounded, and speechless for a long while.

With his many years of rich experience, he was also at a loss for such a strange development in front of him; he couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching his head.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Yun Yang sensitively saw that the man's head was mostly grayish-white hair.

It is temporarily unknown how high the cultivation base is, but it seems that the age is really not young...

When Yun Yang finally sat down, at least half an hour had passed.

What a farce!

But the farce seems to have not ended yet, or even just started, because the old man saw——Yun Yang was sitting peacefully, just sitting peacefully, not even intending to stretch out the fishing rod, just holding the bait and pinching it , pinch it.

What the hell is this going on? !

"cough!"

The old man coughed and asked in confusion: "My lord, you have spent a lot of time arranging the location, and even the bait has been dropped, why don't you drop the rod?"

Yun Yang responded with a smile: "The fish were frightened just now, most of them haven't dared to come over yet, there are baits on the left and right bottom as lures, just wait for a while, and the fish will be attracted by themselves. Naturally, it will take a while to drop the rod .”

The old man laughed dumbly: "Then, I'm afraid the young master will have to wait a while; judging from the old man's experience, after such a big commotion, within an hour, there will be some small fishes the size of a palm, and the bigger ones will come." But the big fish will definitely not come, and if you want to catch a big fish, it will take at least three hours."

Yun Yang sat down comfortably, leaning on the backrest, and said lightly: "As long as I can catch a big fish, let alone three hours, even three days and three nights, I can wait."

Yun Yang smiled: "Catching big fish requires patience. Old man, don't be impatient."

The old man's idea of ​​mocking Yun Yang did not come true, instead he was taught a lesson, and he suddenly felt choked. He sat down angrily, closed his mouth and never spoke again.

I wanted to get this guy away with a few words, so that I could return to my purity, but I didn't expect this guy to say something for three days and three nights. Well, let's see if this rich man who has everything done by others really has such patience...

But he didn't speak, which doesn't mean that Yunyang didn't speak: "Where did you buy this coir raincoat, old man? It looks really good. As long as you wear it, you won't be afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow. And this bamboo hat, it's just... The whole lake can be covered."

The old man snorted and didn't answer.

"This big sun, if there is a bamboo hat to cover it..." Yun Yang sighed, seemingly full of sighs.

The old man still did not speak.

"Dare to ask the old man's name?" Yun Yang asked.

The old man was engrossed in watching the drift, but turned a deaf ear.

"How old is my old man?" Yun Yang asked again.

The old man still kept his eyes on Piao out of the water and said nothing.

Yun Yang scratched his head, suddenly he felt a large stone the size of a human head from his side, and smashed it out with a "hey".

puff!

The water splashed into the sky immediately.

It was hitting the old man's fishing rod in front of it.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the lake surface that had finally returned to calm immediately became turbulent again. After this stone, it may take a long time for fish to come here.

The old man stood up suddenly, and said angrily: "You little boy, why are you so ignorant! You, you... Aren't you making trouble?"

Yun Yang asked with a smile: "Dare to ask the old man's name?"

The old man gasped angrily: "I've changed my place, I'm not here anymore." He stood up and made a gesture to leave.

"Old Fang, we are not here anymore. This old man seems to be a master. How can we miss a master? Let's follow him. Wherever he goes, we will go there. We can't lose him." Yun Yang shouted Fang Mofei also stood up.

The old man was speechless for a while.

He looked up to the sky and sighed.

I couldn't help touching it from behind, and actually took out a huge wine gourd, unscrewed the lid and took a big gulp, staring: "I'm so mad..."

"Don't be angry, old man." Yun Yang said gently: "At such an age, if you get angry for good or bad, wouldn't it be a pity that this place is so sparsely populated? What if something goes wrong... "

"..."

Now, not only the old man was almost really angry, but even Fang Mofei was a little speechless.

Until now, he still hasn't figured out what Yun Yang's intention is for making such trouble.

Isn't this simply making trouble for no reason?

Son, are you still young? Is it really good to do this?

Yun Yang looked at the huge wine gourd, with a strange expression in his eyes, and said softly: "This wine is good, old man.!"

The old man snorted, rolled his eyes while holding the wine gourd.

This kid actually wants to drink my wine?

Thinking too much?

The old man snorted, wiped his mouth, and put the wine gourd back, still unwilling to talk to someone.

"Old Fang, where's our wine?" Yun Yang turned his head and asked.

The corner of Fang Mofei's mouth twitched: "Now."

A little while.

A table was placed in front of Yun Yang, and ten hot dishes were placed on the table one by one.

Two wine glasses, crystal clear.

A jug of wine was placed on the edge of the table.

It's just that this wine jar can be seen at a glance, it is obviously a very old object.

Even the stickers on it were barely legible.

From the surface to the inside, it is obvious that the jar is old wine, a good wine with a good age!

Holding the fishing rod, the old man glanced at the jar of wine inadvertently, and then paused for a moment. The eyes covered by the bamboo hat, I don't know if I looked straight at it.

"Speaking of wine, in this world, there have been countless wine masters for tens of thousands of years. There are also a wide variety of wines, each with their own ingenuity." Yun Yang said slowly: "However, today, you can The master brewer recognized by the entire continent and the world, but only the Dionysus 330 years ago, Feng Xiange."

Speaking of this sentence, even the old man who has been slandering his words can't help but slowly nod his head.

Indeed, Feng Xiange's achievements in wine are indeed unconvincing.

"Feng Xiange is a master of the generation, but he has never competed with the world all his life. From the age of 30 in his prime, until he disappeared at the age of 279, that is, he disappeared 20 years ago. In his life, he only devoted himself to two things. First, it is medicine, and second, it is wine. At that time, people in the Jianghu called it: the evil doctor Dionysus."

"His medical skills are also superb, but his approach to medicine is often slanted, so he is called evil; but today we don't talk about his medical skills, just talk about his wine. The wine brewed by himself in his life is worthy There are countless names. However, there are very few wines that can be recognized by him, and there are only seven types in total. And these seven types, he calls the Big Dipper wine."

The old man sat upright, with a trace of mockery on his face under the bamboo hat: You know what a fart! Feng Xiange has better and more respected wine... hum.

Yun Yang said indifferently: "However, few people know that this so-called Big Dipper wine is just a wine that Feng Xiange introduced to the public. Although every kind of this Big Dipper wine is already a top-grade wine, it is not a perfect one after all. series!"

"Actually, the three kinds of wine that Feng Xiange cherishes the most are the fine wines he used as friends. They are divided into three kinds of wines. They are divided into three kinds of wines. They are based on different friendships, different cultivation bases, different pasts, and different experiences. They are used to entertain friends. .”

The old man let out a long sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "This kid actually knows such anecdotes, and he is very good."

Yun Yang said: "However, these three kinds of fine wines are certainly considered to be exquisite, but they are still not the top-level famous wines that Feng Xiange admires most. , but... the supreme among wines!"

"The so-called supreme wine, the brewing material alone is extremely rare. Feng Xiange collected countless rare and invisible materials from the top of the mountain, the bottom of the mountain, and the bottom of the sea. In his life, he only brewed ninety-nine wines. It's just an altar."

"On the day when the wine is ready, it is sealed up without even tasting it. It is difficult to drink it. Even Feng Xiange himself can hardly drink it. However, since he was two hundred and thirty years old, he only drank this kind of wine when he drank again. , for Feng Xiange at that time, looking at the world, apart from this supreme wine, there is no other kind of fine wine that can be swallowed!"

"Until he disappeared, there were only the last nine altars left of this long-known but never-seen wine supreme!"

"Pu was sold out as soon as he appeared in this world; in the end, only six altars entered the market, and they were auctioned many times. According to the highest transaction price, it seems to have reached 3,000 pieces of Xuanjing!"

Yun Yang spoke slowly, and there seemed to be a strange charm in his voice.

Three thousand mysterious crystals.

Over there, the old man wearing a bamboo hat looked up at the sky, not without regrets in his heart.

It was too late to get the news about the auction back then... Otherwise, I must have one of the six jars of wine!

A mere 3,000 Xuanjing is nothing, I can pay 30,000!

Cough, today I really did a wine supreme, er, no, it was last night; last night, a dozen representatives you sent took turns to drink me, and finally I left in style and returned in the moonlight .

I learned this morning that two of them claimed to force me to death before they came, and one of them was a so-called big man in the Northeast, and the other actually practiced drinking for three days before coming to me! Well, it's these two immortals who are receiving IV drips in my hospital right now...

In fact, I didn’t exert any strength last night... I really didn’t feel it at all, I don’t understand, the representative you sent is so weak, there are still two leaders...