novelaction Chapter 128 Opening Up a New Perspective
Chapter 128 Opening Up a New Perspective
Kongming smiled slightly, a sly glint in his eyes. He said softly, "This wine is called 'Flying Heaven,' a secret recipe of my Wolong Manor. It is rare in the world. Seeing your sincerity today, I have brought it out for you to taste!"
As Kongming spoke, he personally poured a full cup for Elder Qingyang.
Elder Qingyang took the wine cup and carefully examined the clear, spring-like, and elegantly colored liquid.
He then took a small sip, and immediately his eyes narrowed, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face.
The wine, upon entering the throat, first brought a fiery stimulation, which then transformed into a lingering sweetness, as if countless aromas were dancing on the tip of the tongue, ultimately converging into a warm power that reached straight to the heart.
Elder Qingyang closed his eyes, smacked his lips, and after a long while slowly opened his eyes, letting out a long sigh: "Wonderful! This wine is truly a heavenly thing, and its name 'Flying Heaven' is well-deserved!"
He then downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, his facial expressions becoming even more varied.
"Fine wine! Truly fine wine! A rare find in this world, even immortals would be captivated by it... A man should drink wine like this... I've wasted hundreds of years of my life, what kind of rubbish was that before..."
Elder Qingyang looked utterly captivated, muttering to himself as he criticized the situation.
Kongming, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle. He hadn't been so flustered when he first tasted this wine.
"Brother Zhuge, could you please refill my cup?"
Elder Qingyang asked somewhat embarrassedly, his eyes gleaming with an endless longing for "flying to the heavens".
Seeing this, Kongming laughed and said, "Brother Qingyang likes it so much, so I will certainly let you enjoy it to the fullest."
As he spoke, he waved his feather fan and refilled Elder Qingyang's wine cup.
Elder Qingyang took the wine cup. This time, he didn't rush to drink it. Instead, he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the rich aroma of the wine into his lungs.
Then, he gently swirled the wine in his glass, observing the delicate luster of the liquid flowing in the light, as if admiring a rare treasure.
"How can there be such a wonderful thing in this world!" Elder Qingyang exclaimed, his tone full of praise for the "Flying Sky" wine.
Then he savored the nectar again.
Kongming smiled slightly, seemingly having anticipated Elder Qingyang's reaction. After a few cups of wine, Kongming waved his feather fan and spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, do you think my wine is presentable enough?"
"Oh my! Brother Zhuge, I have never tasted such fine wine in my life. It is truly an honor to have this opportunity today! Brother Zhuge, you are indeed worthy of being a member of the Sima family!"
Qingyang's face was flushed, and he hiccuped as he gave Kongming a thumbs up.
"I think Fellow Daoist Qingyang is drunk!"
Kongming's expression turned cold, and he said sternly.
He didn't want to be hunted down for impersonating a member of the Sima family, so he dared not budge on this issue.
He doesn't care what others think; as long as he doesn't admit it himself, he has no fear even if he confronts them face to face later.
Elder Qingyang immediately sobered up a bit. Kongming had concealed his identity, so why was this matter being brought up again?
So he hurriedly said, "I misspoke, I misspoke! Fellow Daoist Zhuge, please don't take offense. I will punish myself with three cups of wine!"
"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, do you think I can just drink this wine whenever I want? You even punished yourself with three cups! Do you know how much a cup of this wine is worth?"
Kongming waved his feather fan and said somewhat unhappily.
Upon hearing this, Elder Qingyang's expression changed slightly, and he secretly regretted his hasty remark.
They had completely forgotten that this "Flying Fairy" wine was a rare find in the world.
He quickly smiled apologetically and said, "Brother Zhuge is absolutely right. I was being presumptuous. Such fine wine is naturally of great value. I just couldn't help myself and misspoke. I hope you will forgive me."
Seeing this, Kongming's expression softened slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Brother Qingyang, you flatter me. We have known each other for many years, so this little matter is nothing to worry about."
As he spoke, Kongming pushed over a jar of unopened 'Flying Fairy' wine.
“Brother Zhuge, your wine is far too precious for me to drink! Besides, I am already very grateful for your kindness in allowing me to taste such a divine brew today, and I dare not be greedy for more.”
Elder Qingyang, fearing he might upset Kongming, quickly waved his hand and said...
Kongming gently waved his feather fan and smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, consider this jar of wine your token of gratitude for returning Jinshan County and its troops; you cannot refuse!"
As he spoke, Kongming insisted on pushing the wine jar toward Elder Qingyang.
Seeing that Kongming didn't seem to be faking it, Elder Qingyang quickly put the jar of wine into his storage bag.
"Since you put it that way, brother, then I shall respectfully comply. If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know. If I ever act like I did last time, I'll be worse than a pig or a dog!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie immediately became displeased, thinking it was tantamount to cursing one's mother while being fed.
Now that he saw that Elder Qingyang had been completely subdued by Kongming, he immediately became bolder.
"Old man Qingyang, I advise you to watch your mouth. I, Old Pig, am no longer the nobody demon I once was!"
Elder Qingyang was furious upon hearing this. When did even Zhuge Liang's lackey dare to speak to him like that? Normally, he would have killed this pig demon with a single blow.
However, now, intimidated by the power behind Kongming, he chose not to lose his temper on the spot, but only gave Zhu Ganglie a fierce glare.
"What? You...you...you still want to hit me, Old Pig? Brother, look at this old guy, he doesn't know what's good for him. Why don't you ask my brother Zilong to skin him alive!"
Zhu Bajie was terrified, so he immediately brought up Zhao Yun to bolster his courage.
"Alright, Ganglie! Elder Qingyang is a guest from afar, so don't take it so seriously. Besides, when he said you're worse than a pig or a dog, he wasn't trying to belittle you!"
Kongming patted Zhu Bajie's round belly with his feather fan and said.
"Alright, I'll give you face this time and not hold it against you, old man!"
Seeing that he still couldn't subdue Qingyang, Zhu Ganglie had no choice but to stop while he was ahead.
Kongming laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, please don't take offense, this pig has been spoiled rotten by me!"
"Brother Zhuge, you're too kind. How could I possibly argue with a pig!"
Elder Qingyang saw that Kongming had offered him a way out, so he immediately took the opportunity to accept it.
"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, based on your knowledge of fine wine, what do you think is the value of my 'Flying Apsara'?"
After being interrupted by Zhu Bajie, Kongming finally steered the conversation back to the main topic.
Elder Qingyang, having cultivated for hundreds of years, was a wise man of his age. He immediately realized that Kongming might have a lot of stock that he wanted to sell.
His eyes lit up. Being so close to the source, he could easily profit from buying all the wine.
After all, given his status, he knew many powerful and influential people, and he believed that such a valuable item could bring him considerable benefits.
"Brother Zhuge, this wine is rare in the world. I am willing to buy it all. What do you think?"
How could Kongming not know his intentions? He gently waved his feather fan and said, "Hey! Fellow Daoist Qingyang, why don't you broaden your horizons and open your mind a bit more? This is nothing!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Qingyang's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that Kongming intends to turn this into a long-term business?"
So, he cautiously probed, "How much do you have, brother?"