Chapter 174： : Immortal drunkenness

The intention of Xie Yun's words to win over was very obvious, but Shen Yizhi didn't accept the move and only dealt with it politely.

In this way, Xie Yun understood what she meant.

But he was not annoyed by this. After all, masters have their own personalities and are not easy to get along with. He never thought he could succeed in the first attempt.

If you want to get an expert on board, you have to be patient and sincere.

Since the win-over failed, Xie Yun proposed cooperation.

Shen Yizhi's interest was immediately aroused, and the smile on his face became much more sincere.

As the concubine's flower-hunting messenger, Xie Yun was just a small city lord on the surface, but he was actually not short of money. In addition, he was determined to show his favor to Shen Yizhi, so the price he offered was very much in line with Shen Yizhi's wishes. .

The price varies according to the variety and degree of treasure, but a pot can be sold for as little as a hundred taels of silver, and as much as thousands or even thousands.

Shen Yizhi discovered that he judged the rarity of flowers based on the performance of the purple cloud butterfly. The longer the purple cloud butterfly stayed on a flower, the higher the price he offered.

The attraction of a flower to purple cloud butterflies is closely related to the richness of the spiritual energy contained in them.

Simply speaking, the richer the aura of a flower, the greater its attraction to purple cloud butterflies, and in Xie Yun's opinion, the more precious it is.

After thinking about this, Shen Yizhi finally understood why Xie Yun was so enthusiastic about these flowers.

There is no doubt that he is a mortal, but he can control spiritual creatures such as Ziyun Butterfly - although the level is very low, which shows that there must be a monk standing behind him.

The flowers he bought were most likely dedicated to the monk.

What kind of monk would need a large number of flowers containing spiritual energy?

Shen Yizhi asked Yi Chang.

“Of course it’s people who need spiritual plants to practice.” Yi Chang said lazily, “In the vast world, all kinds of cultivation methods emerge in endlessly, and there are all kinds of strange things. Not to mention practicing with spiritual plants, even practicing with fetuses is not surprising.”

“There are still people who use fetuses to practice?” Shen Yizhi felt a sense of disgust.

"This kind of people are evil cultivators, and the paths they follow are extremely bloody. In the world of immortality, everyone calls for beating them up. However, such extreme methods often make rapid progress in the early stages, so there are always some people who take the evil path. Although they often end up miserable in the end. "Yichang obviously doesn't have a good impression of evil cultivators.

“Compared with this kind of evil cultivator, those who practice with spiritual plants can be said to be very upright.” Yi Chang added.

In this case, there is no harm in selling these spiritual plants to him.

The noble concubine in the palace didn’t know it yet, but her true identity had been revealed by a “village girl” thousands of miles away.

After the cooperation was agreed upon, Xie Yun immediately bought the two potted flowers that Ziyundie liked most and asked them to carefully carry them to the carriage.

It happened to be time for lunch, and Shen Yizhi took the opportunity to let him eat.

Xie Yun glanced at the blazing sun in the sky and nodded in agreement.

It’s the hottest time of the day now, and it’s really hard to walk on the road. Moreover, the courtyard is so cool and comfortable that people don’t want to leave.

Xie Yun teased Qing Bao, who was playing in the sand, asking questions such as "How old are you?" and "Do you know how to read?"

Seeing that Qing Bao is articulate and clear, I like him even more.

Seeing that Qian Wu and Kun San were not talking or acting like ordinary servants, they thought more highly of Shen Yizhi.

“Sir, let me toast you.” At the dinner table, Shen Yizhi raised his glass to Xie Yun.

“Haha, I know, I am a little older than you. If you don’t see me outside, just call me uncle.”

Xie Yunhan smiled.

Shen Yizhi followed Shan Ruliu: "Uncle."

Xie Yun laughed loudly, looked very happy, and drank the wine in one gulp.

With this drink, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The imperial concubine once rewarded him with a pot of Luofuchun, which was brewed by Luofu Taoists from the clear springs in Luofu Mountain over many years. Its aroma is unique in the world.

He once took it for granted that he kept the bottle of wine and only poured a small glass to take a sip when he got addicted to alcohol.

However, after drinking this glass of wine, he knew what real good wine was like.

It doesn't have an overly mellow and intoxicating aroma, but when you drink it and fall into your belly, you feel like you're in the clouds. When you look up, it feels like nothing in the world is worth mentioning.

“Niece Yi Zhi, what kind of wine is this?”

“The immortal is drunk.”

"The immortal is drunk, the immortal is drunk...good wine, good wine!"

Then, Xie Yun knocked his head on the table and became drunk.

Shen Yizhi was shocked. Xie Yun's drinking capacity must be too small. He got drunk after just one drink.

“Gan Wu, move him to the guest room.”

The table of delicious dishes she cooked was really in vain. It seemed that Xie Yun was not lucky.

But there are still a few of them big eaters here, so they are not afraid of waste.

Shen Yizhi asked Kun San and Gan Wu who had sent people back to sit down, and they had a good meal.

Xie Yun slept until mid-afternoon. When she woke up, the bright sunlight filtered through the screen window and cast bright spots on the flat ground.

There was a gust of wind outside, and the branches were rustling, which made people feel very comfortable.

The refreshing fragrance of flowers floats in the air.

This summer afternoon in the farmyard was so peaceful that Xie Yun felt like he was back in his childhood.

However, the trance only lasted for a moment. He soon woke up and realized that he was actually drunk in someone else's house, and he was filled with confusion.

Thinking of the "culprit" who made him drunk, he subconsciously smacked it, and the intoxicating feeling seemed to still linger on the tip of his tongue.

He remembered that before he fell drunk, he seemed to have asked Shen Yizhi what the wine was called—

Xianrenzui, yes, that’s the name.

Even an immortal will get drunk after drinking, let alone a mortal like him?

But the wine was really good. He only tasted it once and he couldn't forget it.

I wonder if my niece has more? Even if he spends thousands of gold, he is willing to buy a pot back.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yizhi took the initiative to serve the wine before he asked.

In her return gift, there was a jar of immortal drunkenness.

A whole jar.

Xie Yun was filled with happiness at this moment, and his eyes looking at Shen Yizhi were extremely eager.

Shen Yizhi was a little confused by what he saw. Could this uncle have any inappropriate thoughts about her?

"I know my niece, I'm not afraid of your jokes. In my whole life, I have neither fame nor fortune, but only greed for the things in the cup. You, the immortal drunk, have really touched my heart. Although my uncle is nothing He is very capable, but he is still the lord of a city. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me and I will not refuse if I can handle it."

Shen Yizhi responded with a smile: "Okay, then I will have to stop bothering uncle in the future."

“Hahahaha, no problem.”

Xie Yun left with two pots of flowers and a jar of wine. Before leaving, he left a large amount of money in banknotes, which was money for money and wine.