The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 88 Drunken Sword
When Yi Xiaochuan met Yang Wenhao, it was like seeing an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, and he had endless words to say.

Just as Yi Xiaochuan was impassionedly telling Yang Wenhao about his miraculous experience, a figure rushed in.

"Owner."

This person is none other than the slave that Yi Xiaochuan bought with money.

With a round head and a round brain, he doesn't even look like a slave. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a rich man when he dresses up.

"What are you doing here?" Yi Xiaochuan looked at the fat man.

"Master, if you bought me, Sanbao must follow you." The fat man who called himself Sanbao said.

In Daqin, buying and selling slaves is not too uncommon. Basically, slaves like this have already signed a contract of sale.

If he wants, the person who bought him can even report to the police to arrest him, because there are reasons and evidence.

"You don't have to follow me, you are free." Yi Xiaochuan waved his hand and said.

He is a modern person, and he still has some dislike for slaves.

He bought the Three Treasures before, just because he couldn't see it.

And Fatty Sanbao knelt down instantly when he knew that Yi Xiaochuan let him go and regained his free body.

"Master can't do without the Three Treasures." The Three Treasures knelt on the ground, full of sorrow.

"Stop, stop, stop" Yi Xiaochuan quickly stopped Sanbao's crying, and said, "It's not impossible for you to follow me, first agree, don't call me master."

"What's that called?" Sanbao was full of doubts.

At this time, Yang Wenhao suddenly said, "Since I don't want to be called master, I think it's good to be called sir."

Yi Xiaochuan thought it was good, nodded his approval, and said, "That's right, call me sir."

"I don't know the lord, sir's name." Three Treasures said.

Yi Xiaochuan said: "Yi Xiaochuan, don't talk so much, I haven't seen my brother for a year, you go and get me a pot of wine."

"Yes." Sanbao nodded quickly, took the jug from Yi Xiaochuan's hand, and went to the counter to get wine.

After Sanbao left, Yi Xiaochuan continued to tell Yang Wenhao his story.

Yang Wenhao smiled slightly and said, "So, you have met someone you should cherish."

Yang Wenhao guessed correctly, after Yi Xiaochuan was captured by Tu'an, he did develop feelings for that Yu Shu.

Yi Xiaochuan is a veteran of Huacong, and he is a little embarrassed to be said so by Yang Wenhao.

"What about you, brother Yang, did you marry the young lady from the Lu family?" Yi Xiaochuan's gossip rose in his heart.

But what disappointed him was that Yang Wenhao shook his head and said, "But it didn't."

"It's a pity." Yi Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed, "Then the two ladies of the Lu family are as beautiful as flowers and jade."

Yang Wenhao said: "If you want, you can marry me. I think Mr. Lu has a good impression of you."

Hearing what Yang Wenhao said, Yi Xiaochuan quickly shook his head and said, "Forget it, different ways don't conspire with each other."

"Haha." Yang Wenhao was also amused by Yi Xiaochuan's words.

"Why hasn't the wine come yet?" Just when Yi Xiaochuan was puzzled, Sanbao's cry for help came from the side.

"Help, help, help."

At this time, the voice of Sambo.

After Yi Xiaochuan heard it, he hurriedly got up and went to check in the direction where the sound came from.

Seeing this, he was a little dazed, looked at the old man who was pressing on Sanbao, and said in surprise: "It's you!"

The old man was in a daze, opened his eyes and saw Yi Xiaochuan and smiled lightly: "We meet again."

Yi Xiaochuan stepped forward to help him up, and Sanbao was rescued from under him.

"I just said, we will meet again." The old man said.

Yi Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Old Cui, long time no see."

"Haha." The old man nodded and said, "I told you, as long as you smell the aroma of this wine, you can find me."

Yi Xiaochuan said: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend, Yang Wenhao. Brother Yang, this is Cui Wenzi."

Hearing this, Yang Wenhao cupped his hands and said, "I've heard the name of the Immortal of Wine for a long time."

When Yang Wenhao said this, Cui Wenzi was in a good mood and said, "Come on, let's drink, drink mine."

Everyone sat down, and Cui Wenzi also took out the wine in his jug.

Yang Wenhao took a sip and praised again and again, saying: "This wine has a rich taste, and the aftertaste is endless after drinking it in one sip."

"Yeah." Yi Xiaochuan said: "But Lao Cui, why do I feel that this wine is different from last time?"

"You guessed it right." Cui Wenzi said: "This time it's not as good as before. This time, I made it with some chaff and grains mixed together."

Hearing what Cui Wenzi said, everyone understood what was going on.

Yang Wenhao looked at Cui Wenzi and said, "It's good to make wine with those high-quality grains, but it's flashy, and the wine brewed by mixing all kinds of grains is very good."

"Yes, Mr. Yang is right." Cui Wenzi nodded, agreeing with Yang Wenhao's words.

When Yi Xiaochuan met Cui Wenzi, he also had a lot to say.

After saying this, Cui Wenzi was also full of emotions about Yi Xiaochuan's experience.

At this time, Sanbao, who had been staying by the side, said, "By the way, Mr. Cui, why did you overwhelm me just now? I have no chance to fight back."

Cui Wenzi smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "It's inevitable that something will happen when you're out of the house when you're drunk, so I created a set of self-defense techniques to prevent some troubles."

"Oh?" Yi Xiaochuan said with great interest: "Old Cui, tell me?"

Cui Wenzi looked at Yi Xiaochuan and said: "My self-defense technique, but you can only learn it when you are drunk. Are you interested?"

Yi Xiaochuan nodded, his martial arts is indeed not high, just a few times: "Why don't you just find a time?"

"You don't need to look for it, you can do it now." Cui Wenzi said.

"Great." Sambo said happily.

Everyone found a secluded place without being disturbed by others.

Originally, Yi Xiaochuan also wanted Yang Wenhao to study with him, but Yang Wenhao refused.

It's not that Yang Wenhao looks down on this self-defense technique, but it's really useless to him.

Learning this kind of thing can't increase his strength at all.

Besides, this kind of attack is fine against some street gangsters, but against real masters, it can only be said to be useless.

If Yi Xiaochuan asked, Yang Wenhao could teach him some sword skills and some other self-defense skills.

With Yi Xiaochuan's talent, after practicing for half a year, he will be able to face some powerful masters.

Of course, standing shoulder to shoulder with Yang Wenhao is an exaggeration.

On this day, Yang Wenhao was dragged by Yi Xiaochuan to practice swords from the bamboo forest outside the city.

Yi Xiaochuan asked Yang Wenhao to practice against him, but Yang Wenhao had nothing to do, so he agreed.

"Come on, let me practice first, you can see what's wrong, point it out, so I can correct it."

(End of this chapter)