"To this day, the six pots of wine that had entered the market have been hidden by wine lovers and are rarely seen again. As for the other three pots of wine, no one knows of their whereabouts. However, one day, when the Empire of Yutang's Marquis Yun went out, he saved someone by accident and became best friends with the person. When they parted reluctantly, the person gave Marquis Yun a pot of wine. Coincidentally, it was the Prime of Wine! "
"Back then, it had been a hundred and twelve years since Feng Xiange brewed this pot of wine!"
Yun Yang smiled.
The old man could not hold it in any longer and said loudly, "What are you trying to say after spouting so much nonsense? Could it be that this wine of yours is the Prime of Wine? What a joke. "
Yun Yang smiled. "It looks like old sir is not from Tiantang City."
"So what?" The old man's tone was irascible.
"If you were from Tiantang City, you would know that the Marquis of Heavenly Clouds, who terrorized the world with his sword, has an only young master. His name is Yun Yang. " Yun Yang said, "This Young Master Yun Yang is born with rosy lips and pearly white teeth. He is handsome and elegant, with a dignified demeanor. He is one of the most handsome men in this world. Perhaps, it could be said that if there was a contest for handsome men in this world, this Young Master Yun Yang would be crowned the winner without even having to participate! "
Ol 'Amos was losing his cool more and more. He was on the verge of flying into a rage. "No matter how much you praise others, it's still nonsense!"
Since he was praising this Young Master Yun Yang so much, this fellow in front of him could not be Yun Yang!
How could there be anyone in this world who would praise himself like this? Otherwise, he would be too shameless!
Since he was not Yun Yang, what use was he? He was not fated with the Prime of Wine after all!
Yun Yang said with a grin, "Old sir, it must be fate that we meet by chance. Let this young master introduce himself. I am Yun Yang, the only young master of Marquis Yun who we were talking about and praising just now."
"…"
The old man almost coughed.
This sentence was simply a strange and unexpected peak.
You've been showering me with extravagant praise, but it turns out that you're just praising yourself?
Is there really such a shameless person in this world?
The old man almost laughed in exasperation. He squinted his eyes and teased, "You are the young master of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds, Yun Yang? According to what you've said, this jar of wine is the Sovereign of Wine? One of the remaining nine jars of wine? "
"Wrong!"
Yun Yang was resolute.
The old man was stunned again. "Why are you bragging if it's not you?!"
Yun Yang said, "According to what I know, the owners of the six pots of wine that were auctioned off were wine connoisseurs, but they were all addicted to wine and had already finished the dream! No one knows where the remaining two jars are, let alone if they still exist in this world. "
Yun Yang said faintly, "Therefore, this pot of wine of mine can be said to be the one and only pot of wine in this world. It makes sense to say that it's the one and only pot of wine in existence."
The old man was stunned. "Is this really that jar?"
Yun Yang said faintly, "Whether it is or not, there's a way to verify it. Since old sir likes wine, I'm sure you've heard that Feng Xiange's supreme wine can form a soaring phoenix in the air once the clay seal is broken and the fragrance of the wine wafts out. This is Feng Xiange's unique mark. I believe that not many people would imitate it for the few remaining jars of wine … "
The old man's interest was piqued at once. He was drooling with desire, unable to sit still.
Yun Yang's palm rose and fell.
There was a loud clap.
The clay seal had been broken, and an indescribable fragrance of wine wafted out. The old man took three steps towards him, his nostrils twitching wildly.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
As the fragrance of the wine rose, the image of a soaring phoenix slowly materialized in the air. Although it was hovering in the air, its arrogant gaze was filled with disdain, looking down on the world.
"It's … it's … it's … the supreme wine!" The old man's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Looking at the phoenix that was slowly dispersing in the air, his breathing quickened.
With a raise of his hand, the bamboo hat flew away.
It revealed a chiseled face that was filled with vicissitudes, but his gaze was clear and bright. His eyes were like a four or five-year-old child's, clear with distinct black and white. There was even a hint of innocence in them.
The old man's hair was grayish-white like what Yun Yang had seen just now, but looking at each strand by strand, he did not look old at all. Instead, he was filled with the energy of life. The vicissitudes on his face were as if he had gone through all the worldly affairs of his life.
At first glance, he looked lonely and weary, but upon closer inspection, one would actually think that the face was handsome. His eyebrows, in particular, were slanted upwards, but the arc was not too wide. There was no menacing aura.
However, if he had sprung up abruptly, the imposing aura would have been quite intimidating.
Yun Yang was even more certain when he saw it.
"Of course, it's the supreme wine." Yun Yang slowly began to remove the last layer of defense on the wine jar. Using a dagger, he only managed to make a thumb-sized cut.
The old man's expression was one of admiration.
Those who had never tasted the wine brewed by Feng Xiange would not know the intention of doing so.
Even if there was only a little fragrance from Feng Xiange's wine, it would be a great waste.
Yun Yang's actions made a thumb-sized cut at the top, but the bottom was at most the size of a soybean. After pouring a cup, he filled it with the wooden cork that he had scooped out. It was still seamless and the wine would not escape through the gap.
Yun Yang smiled and said, "It's Feng Xiange's supreme wine after all. Of course, I have to cherish it."
The old man nodded with a smile. "That's right."
Yun Yang lifted the wine jar and slowly poured the clear but slightly viscous wine into the goblet. When it was eighty percent full, the wine's fragrance was intoxicating, filling the entire lake.
Finishing the goblet, Yun Yang took a whiff of it, intoxicated, and said, "It's indeed a dreamy item close to Dao. Legend has it that drinking Wine of Supremacy can bring one close to the realm of Dao … Sigh, it's a pity that there's too little of it."
As he sighed, he stuffed the wooden cork back in.
Placing the wine jar aside carefully, he picked up the goblet and took a sip. His eyes shone. "Great wine! It's a never-before-seen wine indeed! It lives up to its reputation as a dreamy item! "
The old man beside him could not help being stunned, stuttering, "You … you're not going to buy me a drink?"
This fellow had laid out a table full of dishes, brought out a jar of wine, and talked about the past and present, blowing his own trumpet for half a day, hooking this old man's appetite to his throat. In the end, you're going to drink it yourself?
You've laid out two goblets, alright? Are you just trying to look symmetrical?
Yun Yang was even more shocked, staring at the old man with wide eyes. "Buy you a drink … Why should I buy you a drink?"
The old man's mouth was agape as he looked at him in shock. "You … didn't you say so much just to buy me a drink?"
Yun Yang looked at him speechlessly. "Old sir … I've said so much just to buy you a drink? Where … where did this come from? You're thinking too much! "
If Dong Tianleng and the other popinjays were here, they would definitely slap the table in shock. Boss is boss, what's wrong with me praising myself? What's wrong with me analyzing the origins of all my wines in detail? Can't I show off? When it came to showing off, it had to be done in front of others!
This is the ultimate example of popinjays of my generation. This is obviously the pinnacle of pretentiousness, a textbook example of popinjays. Perfect, it's too perfect!
The old man was exasperated, the veins on his forehead pulsating. For a moment, he was speechless.
"I've said so much, from the beginning to the end, I only wanted to introduce my wine." Yun Yang said in confusion, "I'm done with the introduction, am I right? You know it too, don't you? You know it too, don't you? We had a pleasant conversation. It's done, isn't it? Isn't it also a pleasure for you to watch me drink? Do you think that just anyone can see the wonderful appearance of the Wine Supremacy? One should know how to be content! "
Yun Yang said seriously, "At least, I've let you see the phoenix …"
The old man suddenly had the urge to kill someone.
Your father listened to you for half a day just to see the phoenix formed by the smell of wine?
How despicable must I be then?
"Actually, I have a hobby of introducing the good things I own to others. It's fine if you think I'm showing off," Yun Yang said with a smile that was especially despicable.
Yun Yang grinned, his smile was especially wicked as he said, "My delicious food, drinks, fun, all the good things I have … I enjoy them myself, watching others drool over them. I don't even need to eat to go with the wine and I can just enjoy a few more bowls of rice. It's so satisfying, you know?"
The old man's exasperation grew more pronounced and thicker. He was so embarrassed that he did not know where to put his hands and feet.
He felt like billions of mud horses were galloping through the manure soup after a rainstorm. "This is so embarrassing! Your father has lived for hundreds of years and I've never been as embarrassed as I am today! My face is burning … This bastard is the most despicable person I've ever seen in my life! "
"But, but, but, but, why do I feel that what this fellow said is so reasonable? Even if it's crooked, it's still reasonable. I actually have nothing to say!"
"Hmph!" The old man stomped his feet and turned to leave.
He really did not have the face to stay here.
However, Yun Yang suddenly spoke again, "If old sir is really bored and doesn't blame me for startling your fish just now, then let's fish, drink, and chat. Watching the scenery of the lake and the mountains, feeling the chilly autumn wind. It's one of life's great joys."
The old man had already turned around. When he suddenly heard these words, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
If I were to turn back and drink, wouldn't I be even more embarrassed?
Even though he wanted to turn back, his neck was stiff and he refused to turn back no matter what.
However, if he did not turn back, the pot of wine would have already been opened. It would probably be gone forever.
Yun Yang spoke again, "It's better to share the joy than to be happy alone. Please do me this favor, old sir."
The old man turned back like a whirlwind and chuckled. "It's rare for you to show such sincerity. It would be impolite for this old man to refuse."
The smile on his face softened.
Yun Yang was delighted. He had learned this trick from Dong Tianleng. He had to admit that this despicable person's trick seemed to be quite useful …
When Yun Yang heard about such a person, he already had a plan in his mind. The difficult part was only the beginning. How to get him to drink his wine? This was the most important point.
How could such a person come and drink obediently just because Yun Yang offered to buy him a drink? Yun Yang finally reached the goal of the first stage after going around in circles for half a day.
Since the wine had reached his expectations, then …
No matter what, this was the only way for him to fight against the other side at the moment.
What to do next was the most important thing.
Success or failure depended on this one move.
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