Chapter 862 Riding Together
“How is it? This was rented with a lot of money! Get in the car! Let’s go!”
With that, Old Man Fan hopped onto the cart.
He casually picked up the whip beside him and slapped the donkey’s hindquarters: “Giddy up!” kAnshu伍.ξà
Chen Yang, with a wry smile, also got into the cart. Old Man Fan then took out an iron kettle from his backpack.
As soon as the iron kettle was opened, the aroma of wine wafted out.
The scent was so rich that even Chen Yang couldn’t help but glance at the kettle.
Seeing Chen Yang’s gaze, Old Man Fan generously handed the wine pot to him.
“It’s very cold in the dead of winter, have some to warm yourself up.”
Chen Yang didn’t stand on ceremony. He took the wine pot and took a swig.
A rich aroma of wine spread in his mouth, and the mellow sensation made Chen Yang feel as if he wasn’t drinking wine, but some kind of viscous substance.
After just one mouthful, not only did his mouth linger with flavor, but a burning sensation also spread through his insides.
Logically, Chen Yang, being a peak Grandmaster martial artist, should not have been truly affected by wine, nor should it have had any impact on him.
Yet, after this sip, Chen Yang felt something entirely different.
Seeing Chen Yang’s reaction, Old Man Fan exclaimed, “Your constitution is truly remarkable! Those two brats who drank this wine for the first time were out for a whole day and night!”
Old Man Fan had expected Chen Yang to pass out too, but to his surprise, Chen Yang was not only awake but also quite lucid.
Chen Yang remained silent, instead savoring another sip. Only then did he detect other subtle elements within the wine.
Ordinary wines are brewed from grains, and even medicinal wines have a peculiar taste due to the added herbs.
However, this wine in Chen Yang’s hand not only lacked any strange flavors but also had a different liquid consistency.
At this moment, Chen Yang also felt his internal energy churning.
The wine Old Man Fan had brought out could actually influence a martial artist’s internal energy!
This made Chen Yang unable to sit still any longer.
If this wine were consumed during a battle, it would undoubtedly provide a significant boost to a martial artist’s internal energy!
“Old Man Fan, where did you buy this wine?”
“This wine isn’t bought; I brewed it myself. The required ingredients are rather difficult to find. It was for that old immortal who asked me to brew it for him. Each time I finish brewing, I get to keep a few bottles for myself.”
“Every time I drink this wine, my spirits lift considerably, and I feel like my mind is working faster.”
As he spoke, a deeper sense of nostalgia flickered in Old Man Fan’s eyes.
Old Man Fan reminisced about the time he met the old immortal, and more than a decade had passed in the blink of an eye.
“What? You like this wine, kid?”
“I still have a few bottles left. I’ll give them to you when you leave.”
“But there might not be any more in the future. Some of the rather special raw materials were picked and given to me by the old immortal. I don’t even know what they are.”
Hearing this, Chen Yang could only sigh helplessly.
Such a fine wine, and only a few bottles left.
As they were talking, the donkey cart arrived at the entrance of the small inn.
The two men and one woman waiting in front of the inn widened their eyes in disbelief upon seeing the donkey cart, exchanging glances.
They had never ridden in such a mode of transportation in their lives!
“You, you, you can’t possibly be expecting us to ride in *that* thing!”
“We paid you a thousand yuan a day!”
Faced with the trio’s skepticism, Old Man Fan calmly raised an eyebrow and said, “Do you think I wouldn’t find a better mode of transport if I could?”
“This is the only vehicle available in the village right now. If you don’t want to go, that’s fine, but the deposit you paid won’t be refunded!”
With that, Old Man Fan prepared to leave.
Seeing this, the three people in front of the inn could only grit their teeth and hurriedly jump onto the cart.
In fact, they had already inquired yesterday. At this time, only this old man dared to take all three of them into the mountains.
Chen Yang ignored the three who had boarded and continued to play with the wine in his hand. He didn’t drink any more, as the wine was too precious.
“Brother, you were on the sightseeing bus earlier, right? Let me introduce myself, my name is Fang Kaiyuan.”
Before Chen Yang could respond, Fang Kaiyuan’s eyes fell on the wine bottle in Chen Yang’s hand: “What kind of wine is this? It smells so good!”
Chen Yang glanced sideways at Fang Kaiyuan and mused, “You’d best not ask me about that.”
Old Man Fan, who was driving the cart, chuckled upon hearing this, “This wine doesn’t have a name. I’ll name it right now!”
“Little Chen, what do you think of calling it Immortal Wine?”
Chen Yang’s eyes lit up at the name and he nodded in satisfaction. Indeed, such wine could only be worthy of the word "immortal."
The junior brother beside Fang Kaiyuan let out a snicker.
“Immortal Wine? I think you guys haven’t tasted any good wine!” he said with a dismissive curl of his lips.
Neither Chen Yang nor Old Man Fan were offended. In their opinion, only someone who had tasted this wine could give it its true valuation.
However, neither of them was willing to share such a precious wine with outsiders.
If it weren’t for the fact that Chen Yang was friends with Wu Biandao and Zhang Dao, and was also a martial artist mentioned by the old immortal, Old Man Fan wouldn’t have given Chen Yang the wine.
Fang Kaiyuan quickly glared at his junior brother, saying, “Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!”
Seeing that his junior brother was about to speak again, the youngest of the three, the junior sister, chimed in.
“Second Senior Brother, please stop talking. Senior Brother is right, you just don’t understand. This wine smells even better than the wine Master drinks; I can smell it!”
Facing the words of his elder brother and junior sister, the man fell silent. He buried his head in his hat and slowly closed his eyes.
“Brother Chen, my name is Fang Yuanyuan. My second senior brother has this temper, please don’t be angry!”
Although Chen Yang hadn’t stated his name, Old Man Fan’s address had already informed Fang Yuanyuan of Chen Yang’s surname.
Seeing Chen Yang’s silence, Fang Yuanyuan wasn’t discouraged.
Sitting beside Chen Yang, she leaned slightly and asked in a very low voice, “If I’m not mistaken, Brother Chen is also a martial artist, right?”
Chen Yang glanced sideways at Fang Yuanyuan and said with a helpless smile, “Whether I am or not, it’s best if you don’t ask any more questions. I’m just hitching a ride.”
Chen Yang still had unresolved matters concerning the Profound Heaven Cave Mansion. In such a situation, he was reluctant to have too much interaction with these sect martial artists.
Although Fang Yuanyuan’s question was soft, Chen Yang’s reply was not.
Everyone on the cart heard it clearly!
Fang Kaiyuan’s eyes narrowed, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face as he looked at Chen Yang.