The Path of Evolution

Looking at the two bottles of wine in Zhao Hao's hand, Zhang Sanfeng sniffed and looked like he refused to be fooled: "Boy, don't try to fool me with two bottles of stuff. Is this wine? Old man, I have lived for hundreds of years." I’ve never seen a wine bottle like this!”

"Senior, the packaging of ancient wine and modern wine is very different, and the alcohol content is also different. It is already the 21st century, and the good wine in China's hometown basically has this kind of packaging." Zhao Hao explained patiently. , emphasizing the word "good wine", and then he opened the bottle cap.

As soon as the bottle cap is opened, the smell of wine comes out immediately.

This smell could not be hidden from Zhang Zhenren's nose. He was very anxious and said: "Quick, boy, give me a taste of that wine!"

Zhao Hao was very cooperative and handed over both bottles of wine.

Zhang Sanfeng held a wine bottle in one hand, taking a sip from left to right, exclaiming from time to time: "Good wine!"

Although ancient people made great contributions, when it comes to brewing technology, it is still not as good as modern times.

People like Zhang Sanfeng, who were great at Shattering the Void during the Ming Dynasty, missed out on a lot of advanced civilization.

Gradually, Zhang Sanfeng became completely intoxicated and murmured to himself: "Good wine, good wine, one black, two yellow, three flowers and four white... Tsk, tsk, if I have a plate of black dog meat at this time, I will die without regrets."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but sweat for Dahei, and wondered how Dahei was doing now.

Looking at the legendary figure in front of him, Zhao Hao felt an unspeakable envy in his heart.

Zhang Zhenren lives such a simple and straightforward life because he has absolute strength. No one in the world dares to do anything to him. On the other hand, Zhao Hao cannot be so cool because he is not strong enough and many big guys dare to do whatever they want to him.

This is the essential difference between him and Zhang Sanfeng.

"Senior, I don't have black dog meat. I have some dishes to go with the wine. Please give it a try."

Next, Zhao Hao started to do some tricks and took out all kinds of strange things from the dimensional space that made Zhang Sanfeng feel weird.

I saw Zhao Hao first taking out a folding dining table, then three stools, and then he took out a lot of soaked chicken feet, beef jerky for walking dogs, and bagged peanuts, and placed them all on the table On the table, I personally demonstrated how to eat these things.

"Boy, that's interesting. Pindao likes you."

Zhang Sanfeng drank and gnawed chicken feet at the same time, which seemed to be quite enjoyable.

Xiao Zhao worked hard to serve. Meeting such a living legend was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be a pity to miss it.

Ten days later, it will be the wedding day of the descendant of the Demon Emperor and Yao Ji.

No one can tell what will happen at that time.

Zhao Hao knew firsthand what it was like to be beaten by the Supreme Being until he couldn't take care of himself. At present, his cultivation was not enough, and he would certainly not miss the opportunity to hug him.

No matter how willful Zhang Sanfeng was, one thing is certain, this real great god recommended Princess Xiang to Shuiyuedongtian not just for a few jars of wine. The two sides have had a wonderful start, and what Xiao Zhao has to do next is to show enough sincerity.

Zhang Sanfeng had a great capacity for drinking. After drinking two bottles of high-strength liquor, he didn't blush or breath. While chewing beef jerky, he said: "Young man, these two bottles of wine are good. One jar of wine will be counted as ten bottles. You can give me more." I’ll give you a thousand bottles of this wine, and we’ll be clear.”

"Senior, this junior came in a hurry and only brought ten bottles of wine. Why don't we make an appointment, and when the junior comes next time, we will definitely serve him a thousand bottles of fine wine." Zhao Hao made a small calculation, and he really I was afraid that Zhang Sanfeng would grab a thousand bottles of wine and leave immediately, so I had to create an opportunity to meet again no matter what.

"That's not right!" Zhang Sanfeng said he would fall out of favor immediately: "Give me the remaining eight bottles of wine, and go back now to get the remaining fine wine. If not, I will tie up your little wife, when will you give me the fine wine?" Take it, and you will redeem it at some time!"

Zhao Hao gave in. He originally wanted to make up an excuse, such as "This junior can only go back every nine or eighty days." On second thought, playing tricks with a master of this level may be counterproductive and end up shooting oneself in the foot.

After much thought, he decided to take the upright route.

He exchanged a few words with Princess Xiang and just flew a certain distance when he was stopped by Zhang Sanfeng on the way.

The old Taoist monk was so anxious that he urged: "Boy, do you want to go to the Colorful Mountain? It's too slow. I'll give you a ride!"

Before he finished speaking, the volume of Qing Feijian increased by more than ten times that day.

Zhao Hao stood on the flying sword and felt his eyes blurred. He was already standing at the foot of the Colorful Mountain.

Damn it, what kind of speed is this?

Xiao Zhao was dumbfounded. With his peak seven-star realm, it would still take two days to travel from the Colorful Mountain to the small valley. Zhang Sanfeng, however, used the Heavenly Green Flying Sword to travel and arrived at his destination in just a few seconds. This was a true feat of shrinking the ground into an inch, which rivaled Gu Chen's space jump.

An invisible force threw Zhao Hao off the flying sword, and Zhang Sanfeng coaxed: "Boy, I'm waiting for you here. I'll give you three days, if you don't come, I'll kill you!"

After that, he started to watch Zhao Hao climb the sacred mountain.

Witnessing Xiao Zhao reaching the top of the mountain step by step, Zhang Sanfeng did not blink during the whole process and looked thoughtful.

In fact, it didn't take three days, and Zhao Hao showed up the next day.

He didn't deliberately bring out hundreds of bottles of wine to please him, but only gave him a thousand bottles.

Zhang Sanfeng was also very happy and returned Princess Xiang to Zhao Hao's side.

The job was done, and seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was really about to leave, Zhao Hao quickly said: "Senior, please stay!"

When he spoke, he became more serious. He took out more than a dozen bottles of world-famous wines with exquisite packaging and various matching drinking utensils, and said sincerely: "Senior has given me a great debt of gratitude, and I will never forget it. I am so grateful." Thank you, these rare and fine wines are just a way for the younger generation to show their respect to the elders."

Zhang Sanfeng became interested when he saw those strange wine bottles and asked curiously: "Boy, what is the origin of these wines?"

"These are all the fine wines that are famous all over the world in China's hometown. This bottle is vodka, this bottle is Remy Martin, and this bottle is Lafite from 1982..." Zhao Hao said, and thoughtfully took out a dozen books Booklet: "The junior specially asked a wine tasting expert to print out the instructions in traditional Chinese. Each wine has detailed annotations. The senior is an expert in wine, and you can get a glimpse of the whole thing just by looking at the instructions."

"Okay, you have a good idea." Zhang Sanfeng was very impressed. He picked up a bottle of red wine and turned it over and looked at it. Then he opened the manual and looked at it. He sighed: "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, please drink it immediately... Could this be the Tang Dynasty?" The grapes and wines from the Western Regions written in the poem?”

"Exactly, senior has good eyesight!"

Zhao Hao flattered him, feeling secretly happy.

When he gave these gifts, he deliberately gave only one bottle of each item, which was tantamount to laying a hook.

An alcoholic like Zhang Sanfeng, who is addicted to alcohol, will come to him sooner or later once he tastes the sweetness and whets his appetite.