Chapter 1395: Entering The Sea
“Please don’t mind his manners, Scion Ye. Everyone on this island is a bunch of oafs who have nothing to discuss about, so the scholar must have accumulated a lot of stress and frustration during this time. Now that he has finally encountered someone who can match his extraordinary wits and knowledge, it’s only natural that he needs to show off and vent to his heart’s content.”
Old Fang poured Ye Qing a cup of wine and said smilingly, “In the meantime, Let us drink. This is a wine brewed using our local fruits. Please tell me if it’s good or not.”
“Thank you, Old Fang.” Ye Qing accepted the offer while watching Li Xian and Feng Qingyou engaging each other in a delightful conversation. “Mister Li is a sagacious and well-learned visionary. Why would I be bothered when it is my honor to be able to listen to his teachings?”
Ye Qing then drained his wine in one gulp and complimented, “What a fantastic wine!”
“Hahaha, good! You should drink more.”
Old Fang refilled Ye Qing’s cup happily. “I’ll give you a couple more jars before you and Miss Feng leave.”
The old man could tell that Ye Qing and Feng Qingyou were not ordinary people. He knew that they wouldn’t stay on the Sunchasing Island for long.
“I’ll happily accept your offer then.”
To reciprocate the favor, Ye Qing produced some of his own wine and poured Old Fang a cup. “These are the wines and liquor I have collected during my journey. They are called the Velvety Spring Water, Pear Blossom wine, Burning Fire, and Thunderclap Upon A Calm Lake. They are all one-of-a-kind. Please, give them a taste.”
“It’s been too long since I drank wine from outside, so I shan’t hold back!” Old Fang eagerly took the cup and drained it in one gulp. He then closed his eyes slightly and praised dreamily, “Delicious. Truly delicious! As expected, the wine here is fantastic, but when it comes to strength and intensity, the wine from outside never disappoints!”
“I’m glad you like it. Now, give this Thunderclap Upon A Calm Lake a taste...” Ye Qing poured Old Fang another cup.
“Thank you!” Old Fang was obviously fond of wine. He accepted the offering and gave it a tentative taste. “Oof! It goes down the throat like velvet, but hits my stomach like fire; like thunder! Now I get why it’s called Thunderclap Upon A Calm Lake!”