That person frowned and tilted his head in dissatisfaction. It was obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart.
Anyone could understand that he was fishing quietly here for a while, but you f * cking threw rocks at him as soon as you came. Not only did you scare the fish away, even my leisurely fishing was ruined by you!
You actually f * cking built a platform …
Why don't you go to heaven?
Why don't you just build a house here?
This is the best way to burn a zither and cook a crane!
Alright, alright … You're finally done … You actually … actually placed a chair on the stone platform?
The man was truly shocked now.
F * ck, are you trying to fish here?
His eyes widened as he watched the unbelievable and unimaginable events unfold one after another.
The person in charge seemed to be a rich young master, the kind that did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. Hmm? No, this fellow was severely injured … He actually came to fish with such a heavy injury …
Everything was done by the person behind him.
She set up a table for him, set up a chair for him, and even made a backrest for him. She set up a fishing rod, a fishing line, a hook, and a float for him.
He had even brought a small blanket …
Are you going to help him fish again later? I say?!
Hmm … Isn't this done? Still causing trouble?!
Plop, plop, plop …
It was as if he wanted to smash all the fish in the lake to death as he threw bait in. After a while, he suddenly turned to smile at him and said, "I'm so sorry for scaring all your fish away just now. I'll make a nest for you as well."
Plop, plop, plop …
He continued to throw bait at him for a long time.
The fisherman was completely dumbfounded, tongue-tied and speechless. He was speechless for a long while.
Even with his years of experience, he was still at a loss for what to do with the bizarre development before him. He could not help scratching his head.
As he stretched his hand out, Yun Yang could sensitively see that the man's head was mostly covered in grayish-white hair.
He did not know how high his cultivation base was, but it seemed like he was not young anymore …
When Yun Yang finally sat down leisurely, at least an hour had passed.
What a farce!
However, the farce did not seem to have ended. It was only just the beginning because the elder saw Yun Yang sitting calmly. He did not even have the intention to extend his fishing rod. He was only holding the bait, pinching it here and there.
What was he up to this time?!
"Cough!"
The old man coughed and asked doubtfully, "Young Master, you've spent a lot of effort to arrange the positions. You've even placed the bait everywhere. Why aren't you pulling the rod?"
Yun Yang replied with a smile, "I've frightened the fish just now. Most of them won't dare to come over now. There's bait on the left and right as bait. As long as I wait quietly for a while, the fish will be lured over. Of course, I'll drop the rod after some time."
The old man laughed involuntarily. "Then, I'm afraid that Young Master will have to wait for a long time. Based on my experience, after such a big commotion, there will be some palm-sized fishes coming over within two hours. The bigger fishes will definitely not come over. If you want to catch a big fish, you will have to wait at least six hours."
Yun Yang sat down comfortably and leaned against the back of the chair, saying faintly, "As long as I can catch a big fish, forget six hours, I can even wait for three days and three nights."
Yun Yang smiled. "Patience is needed to catch a big fish. Old sir, don't be impatient. "
Not only did the elder's plan to mock Yun Yang fail, he had been taught a lesson instead. He choked for a moment. He sat down in a huff and shut his mouth, not saying another word.
Initially, he wanted to get rid of this fellow with just a few words so that he could regain his peace. He didn't expect that this fellow would actually talk for three days and three nights. Alright, he wanted to see if this rich young master who always asked others to do his dirty work really had that much patience …
However, his silence did not mean that Yun Yang would not speak either. "Old sir, where did you buy this straw cape? It looks like it's not bad. As long as you wear it, you won't have to be afraid of wind, frost, rain, and snow. And this bamboo hat, it's practically … it can cover the entire lake. "
The elder snorted but did not answer.
"If only there was a bamboo hat to cover this huge sun …" Yun Yang sighed, sounding like he was sighing.
The elder still did not speak.
"May I ask old sir's name?" Yun Yang asked.
The elder was completely focused on the float, turning a deaf ear to Yun Yang.
"Old sir, how old are you?" Yun Yang asked again.
The elder's gaze was still fixed on the float, not saying a word.
Yun Yang scratched his head and suddenly fished out a rock the size of a human head from beside him, throwing it with a 'heh'.
Poof!
Water splashed into the sky.
It landed right in front of the elder's fishing rod.
A single rock raised a thousand ripples. The surface of the lake that had finally calmed down was stirred again. After this rock, it would be a long time before any fish would come here again.
The elder stood up at once and said angrily, "Young master, how can you be so insensible! You – you – aren't you causing trouble? "
Yun Yang asked with a grin, "May I ask old sir's name?"
The elder huffed angrily. "This old man is going somewhere else, not here anymore." He stood up and made to leave.
"Old Fang, let's not stay here either. This old sir seems to be an expert. How can we miss an expert? Let's follow him. Wherever he goes, we'll follow. We can't lose him. "Yun Yang called out to Fang Mofei and stood up as well.
The elder was speechless.
He let out a long sigh towards the sky.
He could not help but feel around his back and actually took out a huge wine gourd. Twisting the lid open, he took a huge gulp and glared at Yun Yang. "This is infuriating …"
"Old sir, don't be angry. Don't be angry." Yun Yang said gently, "You're already so old. What if something bad happens to you? Wouldn't it be a pity that this place is so deserted? What if something happens to you … "
"…"
This time, not only did the elder almost pass out from anger, even Fang Mofei was speechless.
Until now, he still could not figure out what Yun Yang meant by causing trouble like this.
Wasn't he simply making trouble out of nothing?
Young master, are you still young? Was it really appropriate to do this?
Yun Yang looked at the huge wine gourd, a strange look in his eyes as he said softly, "Old sir, this wine is not bad!"
The old man snorted and rolled his eyes, hugging the wine gourd.
This child actually wants to drink my wine?
Is he thinking too much?
The old man snorted and wiped his mouth before putting the wine gourd back, still unwilling to talk to a certain someone.
"Old Fang, where's our wine?" Yun Yang turned to ask.
The corners of Fang Mofei's lips twitched. "Immediately."
A moment later.
A table was placed in front of Yun Yang. Then, ten piping hot side dishes were placed on the table one by one.
Two wine glasses, sparkling and translucent.
A pot of wine was placed on the edge of the table.
However, one could tell at a glance that this wine pot was obviously an antique that had been around for a long time.
Even the sticker on it was almost unrecognizable.
From the outside to the inside, it was obvious that the pot was old wine, a fine wine that had been around for a long time!
The old man, who was holding the fishing rod, glanced at the pot of wine unintentionally and actually paused for a moment. His eyes, which were covered by the bamboo hat, could not help but stare blankly.
"Speaking of wine, there have been countless brewmasters in this world for thousands of years. There are also a variety of wines that compete with each other, each with their own ingenuity." Yun Yang said slowly, "However, to this day, there is only the God of Wine from three hundred and thirty years ago, Feng Xiange, who can be acknowledged by the entire continent as a brewmaster."
As he spoke, even the old man who had been indifferent could not help but nod slowly.
Indeed, Feng Xiange's achievements in the field of wine were undeniable.
"As an expert of his generation, Feng Xiange stood aloof from worldly affairs all his life. From the age of thirty to the age of two hundred and seventy-nine, which was twenty years ago when he went missing, he had only devoted himself to two things in his life. One was medicine, and the other was wine. Back then, the martial world called him the Phantom Physician God of Wine. "
"His medical skills were superb as well, but his medical methods were unconventional, which was why he was called Phantom. However, let's not talk about his medical skills today, let's talk about his wine. The number of wines he had personally brewed in his lifetime was uncountable. However, there were very few wines that could be recognized by him, and there were only seven in total. He called these seven wines the Big Dipper Wine. "
The old man sat aside with a hint of mockery on his face under the bamboo hat. 'What do you know? Feng Xiange has better and more highly regarded wines … Hmph! '
Yun Yang said faintly, "However, not many people know that this so-called Big Dipper Wine is only a wine that Feng Xiange has promoted to the public. Although each of the Big Dipper Wine is already a premium brew, it's still not at the level of a superior quality! "
"Actually, the three wines that Feng Xiange treasured the most were the wines he used to entertain his friends. They were divided into the Heaven, Earth, and Man Wines. He used them to entertain his friends based on their friendship, cultivation base, past, and experiences. "
The old man heaved a long sigh of relief, thinking, 'This child actually knows such a story. How remarkable.'
Yun Yang said, "These three wines are considered superior, but they're still not the premium wines that Feng Xiange admired the most. The premium wines that he kept in his collection, the best wines in the entire Tianxuan Continent, aren't these Heaven, Earth, and Man Wines, but … the Prime of Wines!"
"The ingredients used to brew the so-called Prime of Wines are already extremely rare. Feng Xiange had collected countless rare and precious materials from the peaks and seabed of Tiannan, Northwest, and Sea to brew them. He had only brewed ninety-nine pots in his lifetime."
"When the wine was brewed, it was sealed without tasting it, difficult to open. Even Feng Xiange himself could hardly drink it. However, when he was two hundred and thirty years old, he only drank this one wine when he drank. To Feng Xiange then, there was no other wine in this world that could go down his throat other than this Prime of Wines! "
"When he disappeared, there were only nine pots of this famous but untasted Prime of Wines left!"
"They were sold out the moment they were discovered. In the end, only six pots entered the market and were auctioned many times. According to the highest price, it seemed to be three thousand mystical crystals! "
Yun Yang spoke slowly. There seemed to be a strange charm in his voice.
Three thousand mystical crystals.
On the other side, the old man wearing the bamboo hat looked up at the sky, his heart filled with regret.
I got the news of the auction back then too late … Otherwise, one of the six pots of wine would have been mine!
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