Chapter 38 Ge Xianweng

Sun Shao didn't know what Zhang Wen thought of him. After being burned out by a pot of cold water on the bridge, he slept peacefully. If he couldn't be a literary tycoon, just be a copy of the public. Anyway, we are a martial artist, and we don't rely on this to make a fortune. The next morning, after having breakfast with the bridge, he drove to find Ge Heng. Although he has far more scientific and technological knowledge than this era, his hands-on ability is really average. The last time he made a bucket of steamed wine, he was so busy, which made him sigh that the golden finger was not so easy to open. When people travel through time, they can even make a 10,000-ton water press, and they also travel through time, but it is so troublesome to make a wine barrel, and the gap is too big. Although he is a little depressed, he also knows that he is not from science and engineering. It is the right thing to find someone with strong hands-on ability as soon as possible. Fortunately, people like Ge Heng are not popular now, and it should not be difficult to pull him over by himself.

Ge Heng's house is just outside the door. It is a small courtyard from the front and back. It is not big. It looks very simple, and probably the family situation is not very good. Sun Shao stood in front of the door and looked at it for a while. Ge Heng laughed and came out of it. As he walked, he put down his high sleeves and said, "Mr. Sun, you have come so early. Ge Heng greeted him late and forgade his sins. Please come in."

As Sun Shao walked in, he looked at Ge Heng. Seeing that there were still some wood chips on the sleeves he had just put down, he smiled and said, "What's wrong, Sizhen is busy again? Did I come at the wrong time?

"Alas." Ge Heng blushed and said, "Sun Jun joked. What can I do? It's just a carpenter's job. It's rare for someone to come here. Sun Jun came to the cold house. I'm very welcome. There's nothing wrong with it. Sun Jun, please, let's take a seat."

Ge Heng said as he asked an old servant to bring wine. Although the hall was not big, it was neatly packed. It seemed that Ge Heng was also prepared. Two simple wooden cases are placed in the hall, with slightly old mats. One of the knees has been thinned, revealing the color of the mat below. The Xizhen in the corner of the mat is also a very poor beast town, which is bleak and even worse than the Sun family.

Sun Shao sighed and always thought he was poor, but compared with Ge Heng, he was still a rotten exploiting class.

"Sun Jun, please take a seat." When Ge Heng saw Sun Shao looking at his mat, he was a little embarrassed and hurriedly asked Sun Shao to sit down. Sun Shao smiled, sat down at the table, picked up the wine sent by the old servant and took a sip. This wine is really light, a little bit of wine. The rest are almost drinks, and there is no wine urn beside it. It seems that it is undoubtedly bought from the wine market.

"There is no such good wine as Sun Jun at home. Please ask Sun Jun to take care of it." Ge Heng is a little confused.

"It doesn't matter. It's better to talk to Sizhen than any good wine." Sun Shao waved his hand disapprovingly and motioned Shuai Zeng to take the wine he brought: "Today, I'm here to disturb Sizhen, and there are no gifts. There are only two jars of new wine. Please don't refuse."

Ge Heng took a look at the two jars, refused a little, and then took it. He hurriedly asked the old servant to change the wine.

"To the truth, Sun Jun said that I tasted Sun Jun's new wine yesterday, and I can't drink the wine in this wine market." Ge Heng smiled and arched his hand with Sun Shao: "If Sun Jun hadn't said that he would come to the humble house today, I would have almost thought of having the cheek to visit Sun Jun in your house. On the one hand, I would have taken the opportunity to learn how to make this new wine, and on the other hand, I would have taken the opportunity to eat."

Sun Shao couldn't help laughing. He squeezed his eyes at Ge Heng: "Sizhen, as long as you are willing to explain this thing to me, my wine cellar will be open to you in the future."

"Hahaha... That's great. There are people listening to my nonsense and drinking. How fast it is."

Before Ge Heng finished laughing, a tall old man broke in and stepped up the steps in three steps and two steps. He didn't look at the two people sitting in the hall. His noses inhaled like an anti-drug dog that found drugs. His eyes soon aimed at a jar of wine on the case, and then he rushed up with a vigorous step. Holding the altar in his arms, he almost tied his messy head into the wine altar. He picked it up and took a big sip. As soon as he drank the wine, he spit it out again. He turned around and stared at Ge Heng, who was surprised and happy, and scolded, "Jizi, when will you get the good wine? Don't you invite me to taste it?"

Only then did Sun Shao see the old man's appearance clearly. He was about seven feet and eight inches. In Wu Zhong, who was only about seven feet tall, he was a big man. He was very strong and did not wear a crown on his head. His white hair was casually tied in a bun and pinned it with a thorn hairpin. He could hardly be seen with a messy beard. Where is the mouth? The wrinkles on the black and red face are not small, but the eyes are very bright. There is a dirty gourd hanging around my waist, and I don't know which year it was washed. Although he was sloppy, he was full of breath, like a copper bell. The sound just now made Sun Shao's eardrums hurt a little.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Ge Heng got up and grabbed the old man and shouted inexplicably with joy.

"Why, I can't come?" The old man stared at his two big eyes and scolded angrily.

"Oh, that's not what I mean." Ge Heng was about to explain. In a blink of an eye, he saw Sun Shao standing aside with a smile. Then he suddenly realized. He patted his head and shouted, "Don't blame the young master, don't blame the young master. I was so happy for a moment that I forgot to introduce it to the young master. Young master, this is my distant uncle, taboo Xuan. He is a monk. He has no etiquette and is rude. Please forgive me.

Ge Xuan? There was a buzzing sound in Sun Shao's mind. Isn't this Ge Xianweng, one of the famous immortals of the Three Kingdoms? That's a great man. His clan, Sun Ge Hong, wrote Bao Puzi, which is said to have learned Taoism from him. He is a big shot in the history of Chinese Taoism and chemistry. He didn't care about politeness - anyway, the old man was not polite - he stared at Ge Xuan up and down for a while and bowed deeply: "It turned out to be Ge Xianweng. It's really disrespectful."

"Do you know me?" Ge Xuan looked at the boy in front of him with some surprise as if he had picked up a treasure.

"The name of the fairy, I'm like thunder. I didn't expect to know my face today. The boy is really overjoyed."

"Hey hey..." Ge Xuan stroked his messy and drunken beard and looked at Sun Shao warily: "Who are you?"

"Uncle, this is Sun Jun, the young master who rebels against the general's mansion."

"Sun Shao?" Ge Xuan suddenly lowered his face and showed bad intentions. He turned his head and stared at Ge Heng and said, "Why did you deal with him?"

Sun Shao was stunned. Listening to Ge Xuan's tone, it seemed that he had a quarrel with him before, but Ge Xuan clearly did not know him, and he had never been an official. How could there be a festival? He looked at Ge Xuan puzzledly and asked carefully, "Why did the fairy say this? The boy didn't offend you before, did he?"

Ge Xuan snorted from his nose, rolled his eyes, and showed his white eyes: "You didn't offend me. If your father Sun Ce killed my friend."

Sun Shao thought for a moment, and then he understood: "Yu Ji?"

"Humph!" Ge Xuan stared at Sun Shao, turned around and sat down by himself, ignoring Sun Shao. Ge Heng was very embarrassed and apologized to Sun Shaolian. Sun Shao didn't think so. He glanced at Ge Xuan, who was holding the wine jar and enjoying it. He sat down slowly, picked up the glass and took a sip, and said as if nothing had happened, "Is Yu Ji dead?"

"Nonsense, of course die..." Ge Xuan blurted out, half of what he said, and suddenly came back.

"Didn't you say that immortals won't die?" Sun Shao looked at Ge Xuan with a smile, raised the glass in his hand and motioned to him: "My father is just a mortal. If he can be killed by mortals, he is not a fairy. He is just a liar who pretends to be deceived. If he is really good at learning Taoism, how can he be killed by a mortal? Ge Xianweng, I don't know if you are a real fairy, or... hey hey hey..."

Sun Shao smiled and pulled out the knife on his waist.

Ge Xuan's hair was horrified by Sun Shao's smile. Seeing that he wanted to draw a knife, he subconsciously stood up and was about to run out. Sun Shao pointed to him and said, "Fuck! Pour it! Down!" Before he finished speaking, Ge Xuan just ran two steps, and he felt a flower in front of him. His legs were soft, and he fell to the ground with a plop. The wine jar in his hand also flew out and fell into pieces with a "pop" sound. The rest of the wine flowed everywhere, and the fragrance of wine suddenly filled the whole courtyard.

"Sun Jun, do you... know Taoism?" Ge Heng looked at Sun Shao in horror.

"I can't do Taoism, I can do alcohol." Sun Shao grinned his teeth and said with a proud smile, "You fairy uncle don't know how powerful it is. You drank more than half of the new wine in one go. It's no wonder."

Ge Heng suddenly realized and patted his forehead and said with a smile, "I forgot that I was drunk after just a few drinks yesterday. My uncle drank more than half of the jar in one breath. Naturally, there is no reason not to get drunk. Hey hey, the old wine fairy also fell this time.

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