I saw the man frowning and looked at him with dissatisfied eyes, obviously he was extremely dissatisfied.

No one can understand that I was fishing quietly for a while, but when you came to throw a big rock at me, let alone all the fish were scared away by you, even my leisure and elegance of fishing was completely destroyed by you!

You are so powerful that you really have a big platform...

Why don’t you go to heaven?

Are you building a house here or not?

This is the most important thing to burn the piano and boil the crane!

OK OK OK...you're finally done...it's actually...it's going to put a chair on the stone platform?

This man was truly surprised now.

Damn, do you want to fish here?

He stared at himself, completely unbelievable, and incredible things happened one after another.

The person in charge seems to be a rich young man who has no power to tie a chicken. Well? No, this guy is seriously injured... Such a serious injury, he actually came to fish...

Everything is done by the guy behind him.

He set up a table for him, set up a chair for him, and then made a backrest; he made a fishing rod for him, made a fishing line for him, tied a fish hook for him, and made a float for him...

He even took a small quilt...

Do you want to help him fish later? I said?!

Well...this isn't over yet? Are you still making trouble?!

Puff puff puff puff...

As if he was going to kill all the fish in the lake, he threw the bait inside desperately. After throwing it for a while, he suddenly turned around and smiled at himself, saying, "I scared all the fish away just now. I'm so sorry, I'll make a nest for you too."

Puff puff puff...

He threw it to himself for a long time.

The fisherman was completely stunned, dumbfounded, speechless, and speechless for a while.

With his many years of experience, he was also at a loss by such strange developments in front of him; he couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head.

When he stretched out his hand, Yun Yang saw sensitively that the man's head was mostly gray-white hair.

It is unknown how high the cultivation level is, but it seems that he is really old...

When Yun Yang finally sat down, at least half an hour passed.

What a farce!

But the farce seemed to have not ended yet, and it was even just the beginning, because the old man saw that Yun Yang was sitting quietly, just sitting quietly, without even the intention of stretching out the fishing rod, just holding the bait, pinching it over, and pinching it over.

What's going on?!

"cough!"

The old man coughed and said in confusion: "This young man, even the incense bait has been all over the place, why haven't he taken the lever?"

Yun Yang responded with a smile: "I just frightened the fish. Most of the fish have not dared to come here yet. There are baits under the left and right to lure them. Just wait for a while and you can attract the fish. It will naturally take some time to drop the pole."

The old man laughed silently: "Then, the young master is afraid he will have some skills to wait. From my experience, after such a big movement, a small fish as big as a palm will come over within an hour, but a larger big fish will never come over. If you want to catch a big fish, it will take at least three hours."

Yun Yang sat down comfortably, leaned against the backrest, and said lightly: "As long as you can get a big fish, not to mention three hours, even three days and three nights, I can still wait."

Yun Yang smiled: "Catching big fish requires patience. My father-in-law, don't be impatient."

The old man's idea of ​​mocking Yun Yang was not achieved, but was taught a lesson and suddenly felt a little choked. He sat down angrily, closed his mouth and stopped talking again.

I wanted to get this guy away in a few words and I could return to purity, but I didn't expect this guy to say what he said for three days and three nights. OK, I want to see if this rich young man who has done everything is really so patient...

But if he doesn't speak, it doesn't mean that Yun Yang doesn't say anything: "Where did you buy this straw raincoat from? It seems that it's really good. As long as you wear it, you won't be afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow. And this hat is simply... to cover the entire lake."

The old man hummed and did not answer.

"If this big sun had a hat to cover it..." Yun Yang sighed, as if he was full of sighs.

The old man still didn't speak.

"Dare you ask your father-in-law's surname?" Yun Yang asked.

The old man looked at the float with all his attention and turned a deaf ear.

"How long is my father-in-law's life?" Yun Yang asked again.

The old man still looked at the floating float exposed on the water without saying a word.

Yun Yang scratched his head and suddenly found a large stone with a big head from his side, and smashed it out with a "hey".

puff!

The water splash immediately soared into the sky.

It was hitting in front of the old man's fishing rod.

A stone startled a thousand layers of waves, and finally returned to the calm lake surface and immediately stormed again. After this stone, it is afraid that it will take a long time before fish can come here.

The old man suddenly stood up and said furiously: "Why are you so ignorant, young man! You... aren't you making trouble?"

Yun Yang asked with a smile: "Dare you ask me about your father-in-law's surname?"

The old man gasped in anger: "I changed my place and I won't be here anymore." He stood up and acted to leave.

"Lao Fang, we are no longer here. This father-in-law seems to be a master, so how can he miss it with a master? Let's follow him, wherever he goes, we can't lose it." Yun Yang called Fang Mofei and stood up.

The old man was speechless.

Sighing to the sky.

I couldn't help but touch it from behind, and actually took out a huge wine gourd, unscrewed the lid and took a deep mouthful, staring at me: "I'm so angry..."

"Don't calm down, don't be angry." Yun Yang said gently: "At such an old age, if you are angry, wouldn't it be regrettable to be overwhelmed here? If there is a long and two shorts..."

“…”

Now, not only the old man almost got angry, but even Fang Mofei was speechless.

Until now, he hasn't seen what Yun Yang means to make trouble like this.

Isn’t this just an unreasonable cause?

Young Master, are you still young? Is this really good?

Yun Yang looked at the huge wine gourd, and a strange look appeared in his eyes, and he whispered: "My father-in-law's wine is good."

The old man snorted, rolled his eyes in his arms.

This kid actually wants to drink my wine?

Have you thought too much?

The old man snorted, wiped his mouth, and put the wine gourd back, but he still ignored someone.

"Lao Fang, where is our wine?" Yun Yang turned his head and asked.

Fang Mofei's mouth twitched: "Now."

A little while.

A table was placed in front of Yun Yang, and then ten hot side dishes were placed one by one on the table.

Two wine glasses, crystal clear.

A jar of wine, placed on the edge of the table.

But this wine jar can be seen at a glance that it is obviously an old item of age.

Even the label on it is almost impossible to see clearly.

From the outside to the inside, it is obvious that the jar is an old wine, quite a good wine of the year!

The old man took the fishing rod and took a casual look at the jar of wine, and paused for a moment. His eyes were blocked by the hat, and I don’t know if he just looked straight.

"When it comes to wine, there are countless wine brewing masters in this world over the past millions of years, and there are many kinds of wines, competing for beauty and ingenuity, and they are ingenious." Yun Yang said slowly: "However, today, the only wine brewing masters that can be recognized by the entire continent are the only wine gods and Fengxiange 330 years ago."

Speaking of this, even the old man who had always been rude could not help but nodded slowly.

Indeed, Feng Xiange's achievements in wine are indeed all convinced.

"As a master of a generation, Feng Xiange has been invincible for the rest of his life. From his prime at the age of 30 to his 279th, he disappeared twenty years ago. In his life, he only devoted himself to two things, one is doctor and the other is wine. At that time, people in the martial arts world called the evil doctor, God of Baccarat."

"His medical skills are also superb. He has many ways of starting medicine, so he is called evil. However, today we will not talk about his medical skills, just his wine. The wine he brewed in his life is countless. However, there are very few wines that can be recognized by him, and there are only seven kinds of them in total. He calls these seven kinds of them the Big Dipper Seven Star Wine."

The old man sat upright, with a hint of mockery on his face under the hat: You know what a big deal! Feng Xiange has a better and more respected wine... Humph.

Yun Yang said lightly: "But few people know that this so-called Beidou Seven Star Wine is just a wine introduced by Feng Xiange to the public. Although each of the Beidou Seven Star Wine is already a top-quality wine, it has not reached the level of excellence after all!"

"In fact, Feng Xiange cherishes the three most beautiful wines, which he used as a friend, are divided into the three talent wines of heaven, earth and man. They are used to entertain friends based on different friendships, different cultivation levels, different pasts, and different experiences."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "This kid actually knows such an accusation, and he is very good at it."

Yun Yang said: "However, although these three wines are good, they are still not the top famous wines that Feng Xiange is most respected. The top famous wine he treasures are also the top famous wines in the entire Tianxuan Continent. They are definitely not the three wines of heaven, earth and man, but... the supreme among the wines!"

"The so-called supreme wine, the brewing materials alone are extremely rare. Feng Xiange collected countless precious and invisible materials at the top of the mountains and the north and west of the sea to make it. He only brewed ninety-nine altars in his life."

"The day when the wine is completed, it is sealed without taste, and it is difficult to open. Even Feng Xiange himself is difficult to drink. However, since he was 230 years old, he has only drunk this type of wine. For Feng Xiange at that time, looking at the world, there is no other good wine that can reach his throat except the supreme wine!"

"Until he disappeared, this supreme wine that had been famous for a long time but never saw him was left with only the last nine altars!"

"As soon as Pu appeared, he was robbed; in the end, only six mortars were allowed to flow into the market and auctioned many times. At the highest transaction price, it seemed to have reached the number of 3,000 Xuan Crystals!"

Yun Yang said slowly, and there seemed to be a strange charm in his voice.

Three thousand mysterious crystals.

Over there, the old man wearing a straw hat looked up at the sky, feeling regretful.

The auction that year was too late to get the news... Otherwise, I would have one jar of six jars of wine!
Chapter completed!