Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Thank you for the hospitality. I should go back and prepare for the wine tasting conference in a few days. By then I will let everyone drink something better than Lafite and Romanticoni."

After Zhang Yifeng finished drinking, he immediately planned to leave, with no intention of staying at all.

"Wait a minute, your name is Zhang Yifeng, right?"

Jin Lisi suddenly spoke.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "What?"

"It's nothing, I'm just interested in you. I want to pursue you." Jin Lisi stuck out her tongue at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head. Foreigners are really open-minded. This Jin Lisi may have a habit of sleeping with Chinese people. It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng is not the kind of person who turns into an animal with his lower body when seeing a beautiful woman.

"Let's go."

Ignoring Jin Lisi's words, Zhang Yifeng turned around and left.

Jin Lisi looked at Zhang Yifeng's leaving figure and suddenly licked her lips, with terrifying desire in her eyes.

More than an hour later, Zhang Yifeng returned to the villa. That night, he did not understand the formation or use spiritual energy to temper his body, but consolidated his cultivation.

There are countless masters in Edson Castle. After he consolidates his cultivation, he will continue to take the Shengyuan Pill. The stronger his cultivation, the easier it will be to rescue Murong Chong and others.

Of course, before consolidating his cultivation, he sent a message to Whitebeard to indicate that he was safe.

Whitebeard also sent a voice message back to Zhang Yifeng, saying that Murong Chong and the others were still alive.

"What! She went out again. This bastard! Sister Ping, why didn't you stop him!"

Not long after he consolidated his cultivation, He Fuming's angry voice came from the hall.

Apparently, after his rebellious daughter sobered up, she went out to fool around again.

"I'm going out to find him."

He Fuming said so and drove himself to find He Hua.

I pity the hearts of parents in the world.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng continued to consolidate his cultivation. This was a matter between He Fuming and his daughter, and had nothing to do with him.

Around late at night, there was a noise in the hall. He Fuming found He Hua and forcibly brought He Hua back.

The two fathers and daughters were noisy almost all the way back.

"That's enough. You've made me lose face in front of my friends. You don't have to take care of me anymore, and I don't need you to take care of me either!"

"Your friends? What kind of friends are you? Besides eating, drinking, and having fun, what else can they do? I think there are a few people among them who are drug addicts. You'd better be careful and don't be led astray."

"What's wrong with drug addicts? Can drug addicts not have friends? Besides, if I would have been led astray by them, I would have been led astray long ago. They take their ecstasy pills and I drink my wine. What's wrong with that? Can?"

"You... there is an old saying in China, which is that if you often walk along the river, your shoes will not get wet. The so-called red is red when you are close to vermillion, and black when you are close to ink!"

"I don't understand. I don't understand what you said. In short, I hate you. You'd better leave me alone in the future. Isn't your illegitimate son here? He has lacked father's love than me for so many years. You will give your love to Just him, I don’t need it!”

There was a clang sound.

The door was closed, and it was probably He Hua who entered his bedroom. Then the villa became quiet.

The night passed quickly, and at ten o'clock the next day, someone finally delivered the medicinal materials Zhang Yifeng needed.

Zhang Yifeng got the medicinal materials and quickly told He Fuming that he was going back to the room to prepare wine. Don't disturb him, and don't call him to eat.

At this time, in the room, Zhang Yifeng mixed all the medicinal materials in a certain proportion and began to brew the cocktail.

It takes a long time for others to make wine, but he is different. As long as he prepares a suitable cocktail liquid, one drop of liquid can change the quality of the entire wine.

Although wine and Chinese liquor are two different categories, as long as they are wine, they all have the same things. Zhang Yifeng only needs to match the taste to the wine.

This is easy to say, but not easy to do.

Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng prepared the first batch of cocktail mixture. He filled the table with glasses and poured a glass of each from the different series of wines brought out from Dax Manor.

Then add the cocktail liquid one by one.

Then he tasted them one by one. He wanted to know which product his cocktail was suitable for.

Unfortunately, after trying all the wines, none of them satisfied him. Although the taste of many wines has improved to a higher level, it is simply a fantasy to surpass Lafite and Romanticoni.

Zhang Yifeng did not slack off. After pouring out the nutrient solution, he started to mix it according to the proportion.

Through such repeated trials, he will always prepare a nutrient solution with the most appropriate proportions, which is not only sweet and delicious, but also rich in various flavors such as sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, etc. Drinking a glass of wine is like savoring a person's life.

This kind of wine is called good wine!

Good wine tastes like life. Being drunk means looking at life drunk.

Zhang Yifeng has been struggling all day and night, and he is not satisfied with all the proportions, even though the wine he is mixing now can be regarded as an international fine wine.

But, if you want to do it, do it the best! Today's wines can only be compared with Lafite and Romanticoni, and you can't tell the winner with just one sip.

Zhang Yifeng knew that he was missing something, and that little thing was the most precious, the soul that the entire wine should have.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking hard, a loud banging sound came from the door, which startled Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng used his spiritual consciousness to investigate and found that the person kicking the door outside was actually He Hua.

"Open the door!"

He Hua seemed to be drunk again. He didn't know whether he drank outside or drank alone at home.

Zhang Yifeng put down what he was doing and opened the door.

He Hua smelled of alcohol, and he didn't know how much he had drunk.

"Tell me, how much money do you want before you leave my dad!"

Before Zhang Yifeng could speak, He Hua spoke straight to the point.

Zhang Yifeng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Why are you so annoying? Growing up, I didn't feel much father's love, so I became rebellious and opposed my father in everything, just to make him notice my existence. .Let him realize that he still has a child!"

"But why, my father finally started paying attention to me and started to take care of my life. Why did you show up? You want to take away the love that my father gave me with so much difficulty. Didn't you just want money when you recognized him? I want you to show up." You promise, I will give you a large sum of money every year. From now on, I can give you more than half of my father's property, but don't you come to steal my father's hobby from me? How about that?"

He Hua was a little hysterical. Perhaps it was because she drank too much that she finally spoke her mind.

The reason why she was rebellious and didn't listen to He Fuming's words was because she felt that only if she did so would He Fuming show his concern for her.

The emergence of this kind of personality is because he did not receive the care of his father when he was a child, which resulted in the formation of a relatively extreme ideological outlook.