Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Chapter 1197 Meeting a Drinking Buddy on the Road

The carriage was moving very slowly. One reason was that carriages or horses were strictly prohibited from speeding in the inner city of the imperial capital. This was a rule of the imperial capital. Please read the most complete information! Another reason was that it was raining and snowing in the sky, which made it inconvenient to move forward.

However, a more important reason was that the inner city was almost in a state of chaos. Men and women gathered in groups of three or five. Some cheered and celebrated in the streets, and some gathered in the surrounding restaurants to eat and drink.

Zuo Feng's victory in the arena made these people who were usually at the bottom of the imperial capital suddenly have their pockets filled, and they were naturally very excited.

Shortly after leaving the arena, Amber proposed to redeem the goods first. After all, those were provided by the three major families for their use. If they knew that he had mortgaged them and made a bet, it would still cause some conflicts.

Zuo Feng naturally would not object to this, so he let Amber deal with the goods first, leaving him alone to ride back to the Kang family.

Sitting alone in the car, Zuo Feng suddenly felt bored, and the slow movement of the car made him feel a little bored. With two fingers, he lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out through a gap.

Because the main street was even more crowded, the carriage chose to go to a side street that was farther away. Although there were also many people celebrating on the street despite the rain and snow, it was still much better than the main street.

Zuo Feng looked out the window casually, feeling the atmosphere around him that was even more lively than the New Year, but found that he could not integrate into the warm atmosphere in front of him no matter what.

This feeling was very strange, as if he was in a busy city, but completely isolated, as if he himself did not exist.

Slowly savoring this feeling, Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his palm, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. This porcelain bottle was the same as the one given to Master Chu Zhao, and the wine in it was also Forget Worry Drunk.

It was just that the wine specially made for Master Chu only contained half of the porcelain bottle. It was obviously unreasonable to give half a bottle to someone, so he kept it at hand.

For some reason, looking at the scene in front of him and feeling the atmosphere around him, he had an urge to take a sip. Zuo Feng has never been a wine lover, unlike the drunkard Ding Hao.

Drinker Ding Hao loves wine himself, and has a master who loves wine. Most of the skills and martial arts he practices are related to wine, so he has been drinking since he was a child and has regarded wine as a part of his life.

Zuo Feng is not a good drinker, but because of refining medicine, he learned a special set of "refining" wine techniques, which has formed a fate with "wine".

Even he himself did not expect that one day he would want to take a sip very much, and this desire seemed to come from the heart.

"Since there is wine in hand, why not let me take a sip in this scene, I wonder if it will let me know why so many people like to drink."

The bottle in his hand shook gently, and he smiled and muttered to himself.

Then he pulled out the cork, and a faint fragrance touched his heart, and there was a little spicy taste in the fragrance.

"Hmm! I don't know why, but when I smell the aroma of this wine, it's like a special taste appears in my heart."

With some doubts in his heart, Zuo Feng also stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand unconsciously. After thinking about it, he still didn't know what the taste was, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he slowly put the porcelain bottle to his mouth, and a line of water flew into his mouth, and his throat rolled and was swallowed.

The taste of Forget Worry Drunk gently overflowed in his throat, and there was a warm feeling in his chest and abdomen. In this rain and snow, he didn't feel the slightest chill.

With his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, Zuo Feng felt that this wine shouldn't be drunk like this, or he said that this was no different from drinking medicine, but drinking wine is not swallowing wine, it should be more appropriate to use "tasting".

When he thought of this, Zuo Feng's mind suddenly appeared the appearance of Ding Hao, Yao Xun and Master Chu drinking, and then he smiled and raised the porcelain bottle again.

This time, Zuo Feng put the porcelain bottle next to his mouth, but did not pour the wine directly into his throat. Instead, he put the porcelain bottle against the mouth of the bottle, letting the wine slowly flow into his mouth and linger on the tip of his tongue. The spiciness was slightly sweet, and the warmth was warm, but with a bit of softness filling his mouth and nose.

It was not until this time that Zuo Feng slowly swallowed the wine into his throat, as if a hot line went straight from his throat to his internal organs. Combined with the taste and aroma left in his mouth, this feeling made Zuo Feng never experience it before.

The next moment, his mind turned around and around, and countless pictures appeared like flying. His parents were busy taking care of him and his younger sister Tiantian every day. Although the family lived a hard life, they were also happy.

Zuojia Village changed drastically, and his master Teng Xiaoyun died. He met Shen Die unexpectedly and saved her from the enemy. They secretly fell in love with each other during the contact, and made a vague agreement with Meng Dong.

It seems that every scene has its own unique taste. When the wine enters the mouth, those special tastes seem to flow into the heart. Even after the wine enters the mouth for a long time, the taste still lingers in the heart.

"So this is what drinking is like. So this is the taste that drinkers taste. So what I tasted before was the external appearance of wine. It was not until today that I really appreciated the internal appearance of wine."

Zuo Feng was moved and said in a low voice unconsciously. This is not the first time he drank, but it was not until today that he seemed to really understand what "wine" is.

"Well, a good 'internal appearance' of wine. People have appearances, so how can wine be without appearance? People have internal and external distinctions, and wine naturally has internal and external tastes."

Just at this time, a man in a shirt spoke softly, because he was standing not far from the frame at the moment. He listened to Zuo Feng's words without missing a word, and all his words fell into Zuo Feng's mind. In the ears of the wind.

Zuo Feng was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward and looked out the car window carefully.

The person in front of him looks to be in his thirties, but his appearance is very handsome. His long hair is neatly tied on the top of his head, with a wooden hairpin crossing the top of his bun. There was a lot of snow foam on the gown, and the rain had soaked his shoulders on both sides, but even so, the man didn't look embarrassed at all.

When Zuo Feng looked at him, the other party was also observing Zuo Feng. When he saw clearly that the person in the car turned out to be a young man under twenty years old, he was obviously stunned, shook his head with a smile, and planned to leave.

"Brother, slow down!"

The man who was turning to go elsewhere couldn't help but turn his head in surprise when he heard Zuo Feng's voice.

The two of them were walking in the same direction before, but now the man turned towards each other and began to distance themselves from each other. Zuo Feng remembered Amber's action and quickly stretched out his foot to tap lightly on the carriage, and the carriage slowly listened.

Zuo Feng then turned to look at the man and said, "I see that my brother is also a good drinker. If you don't mind, you can come up and have a drink with me."

When the middle-aged man was called "Brother" by Zuo Feng, he was obviously stunned, but then his expression softened and he smiled: "It's okay, I was also attracted by the aroma of the wine just now. If you don't like it, Let’s have a taste, I’m really not willing to do it. It’s just that the place I want to go may be different from my little brother’s, so..."

Zuo Feng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Since I invite you to have a drink with me, why not give me a ride? It's raining and snowing outside, so please get in the car as soon as possible."

The man didn't show any pretense. He walked around to the car door with a loud smile, opened the door and stepped on the car.

"I haven't asked you where your brother lives yet, so I can have someone take you home."

The man nodded with a smile, then stuck his head halfway out of the car window, and told the charioteer driving outside about a place, which was nothing more than a street.

The man spoke in general terms, but the charioteer didn't ask a single word more. It was only after a while that the carriage slowly moved forward.

"I originally invited my brother to have a drink, but there was no utensil to hold the wine around."

Zuo Feng glanced at the man opposite him with some embarrassment, then raised the bottle and shook it before saying.

The man was not polite, and reached out to take the wine bottle, and said at the same time: "How can two grown men be so particular? Besides, people who love wine want the wine in this pot, so they don't care what the content is." Wine thing.”

As he spoke, the man took the porcelain bottle and took a sip, then handed the porcelain bottle back to Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng is a very cautious person, but for some reason he was affected by the surrounding environment today. His thoughts about his old friend made him want to take a sip of wine.

Just when I was drinking and sighing, I happened to meet a "comrade" who knew how to drink. When he felt like it, he invited him to have a drink with him.

Zuo Feng couldn't just let anyone into the carriage. After all, he had quite a lot of grudges in the imperial capital. However, after just one glance at the man in front of him, he seemed to be able to sense that he had no evil intentions and that he was a frank and upright person who would never do such dirty things as sneak attacks and assassinations.

The Wangyouzui circled around in the man's mouth for several times before he slowly swallowed it. Then his eyes narrowed slightly and he blurted out: "Good wine, really good wine, and the method of brewing this wine is different. It seems to have a touch of refinement." The taste of medicine is in it.”

Originally, Zuo Feng had only planned to have a casual chat with him and send him home. Because it was the first time I felt the special taste in wine, my heart was up and down, and I happened to see someone chatting with me, and I had the idea that it would not hurt if I met someone by chance and had a drink together.

It seems that many people who like wine will become close friends with people who also like the things in the glass. Zuo Feng just wanted to try out how this feels, and did not really intend to have a deep friendship with the other person.

But what Zuo Feng didn't expect was that the other party would be able to reveal the secret. You must know that many people have drunk this Wangyou drunk, but even people like Master Chu did not realize that this wine was not brewed, but refined.

Looking at the man in front of him, Zuo Feng couldn't help but have another meaning in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I wonder, brother, how do you make this wine and what kind of medicinal materials are used?"

The man was closing his eyes slightly, savoring the taste of forgetfulness and drunkenness in his mouth, and subconsciously opened his eyes after hearing Zuo Feng's words. But after he looked at Zuo Feng for a while, he seemed to remember something, and there was also a taste in his eyes.

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