"No fight, no fight!" Cheng Yaojin put away Lin Xuan's spear again and said loudly.
I was having a great time playing, why did I stop?
Cheng Yaojin withdrew his attack, and Lin Xuan could only stop the attack, and said with some confusion: "Why don't we fight before we can decide the outcome?"
The corners of Cheng Yaojin's mouth twitched, and he said somewhat depressedly: "You are always hiding and hiding, so it's boring to fight."
He was also very depressed. Originally, he didn't take Lin Xuan's martial arts seriously and wanted to punish him.
He didn't expect that Lin Xuan's martial arts skills were so high, but he would never admit that Lin Xuan's martial arts skills were better than his.
He didn't fight because Lin Xuan's dexterous and changeable marksmanship left him with nowhere to use his strength. The fight was tied up and very unpleasant.
Lin Xuan was a little speechless. The martial arts and marksmanship skills I inherited are dexterity and changeability. If you ask me to confront you head-on, aren't you asking me to use my own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths?
Cheng Yaojin dropped his horse and said, "After a fight, I'm hungry. Let's go eat."
Lin Xuan looked at Cheng Yaojin's leaving figure and didn't know what to say. It's you who asked for a beating, and it's you who said he wouldn't be beaten.
When Cheng Chumo saw Lin Xuan still standing there blankly, he quickly ran over and said, "Lin Xuan has you. Even my father can't defeat you. I admire you."
He was really impressed by Lin Xuan, who was younger than him but had such high martial arts skills.
Lin Xuan rolled his eyes, your father can't defeat me, you are so happy, are you your biological son?
"But your father seems to be angry?" Lin Xuan said worriedly.
Cheng Chumo patted Lin Xuan's shoulder and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. My father has approved you and wants to treat you to dinner. It's just that he can't save face."
"Really?" Lin Xuan didn't believe it.
"Really, don't I understand my dad? Let's go quickly. Don't keep my dad waiting for too long." Cheng Chumo pulled Lin Xuan towards the living room.
When the two of them arrived at the living room, Cheng Yaojin was already sitting in the front seat, drinking tea carelessly.
Seeing Lin Xuan and the others come in, Cheng Yaojin showed no embarrassment on his face and said with a smile: "Sit down, I've already ordered people to serve the food."
"Thank you, Duke Su!" Lin Xuan said with a salute.
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said: "Sit down, why are you so polite? Since you and Chumo are friends, just call me uncle."
Cheng Yaojin was willing to make friends with people with a good temper no matter what their status was. He was originally a bandit and was not that particular about status.
After Lin Xuan sat down and heard Cheng Yaojin's words, he quickly said: "I don't dare."
"Why don't you dare? Are you looking down on me?" Cheng Yaojin glared and said angrily.
Lin Xuan stood up quickly and said: "How could it be? It's just that I have a low status and I'm afraid I won't be able to climb up to the top."
"I'm not afraid of you. What are you afraid of?" Cheng Yaojin said dissatisfied.
Cheng Yaojin said this, and Lin Xuan couldn't refuse, so he had to say: "Thank you, Lord Su. I'm overstepping my bounds."
"What did you call me?" Cheng Yaojin said unhappily when he heard that Lin Xuan also called Su Guogong.
"Cheng...Uncle Cheng!" Lin Xuan quickly changed his words.
"Haha, that's right, my dear nephew, please take a seat." Cheng Yaojin laughed and said.
"Master, the food is ready, shall we serve it now?" Butler Cheng Fu came in to report.
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Come on, bring me my good wine. I want to have a good drink with my nephew."
"Yes." Cheng Fu glanced at Lin Xuan in surprise. He had been the housekeeper of the Cheng family for so many years, and this was the first time he saw Cheng Yaojin value a young man so highly.
It didn't take long for the maids to file in with wine and food.
During the Tang Dynasty, nobles entertained guests in separate meals, unlike ordinary people who gathered around the same table.
Lin Xuan looked at the table full of delicacies in front of him and was a bit speechless. He was worthy of being a prince.
After the maid poured the wine, Cheng Yaojin raised his glass and said with a smile: "Come, nephew, let's have a drink."
Lin Xuan quickly picked up the wine glass and said, "I should respect Uncle Cheng."
Lin Xuan raised his wine glass respectfully to Cheng Yaojin, and Lin Xuan drank it all in one gulp.
This was Lin Xuan's first time drinking in the Tang Dynasty. When he first saw that the wine was turbid, he thought it was very unpleasant to drink, but he didn't expect that except for the bitterness in the mouth, there was nothing else.
Although it does not taste as good as the wine of later generations, the alcohol content is very low, similar to that of beer of later generations. No wonder the ancients could drink several kilograms of it at a time.
Cheng Yaojin was very satisfied with Lin Xuan's refreshing attitude. He nodded with a smile and said, "My dear nephew, how do you like this wine? This is the best wine in my collection. I wouldn't take it out when most people come.
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This was not a polite word. Except for a few people such as Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong, he really wouldn't say it to most people. This shows that Cheng Yaojin has a crush on Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan was speechless. This wine was far worse than the wine he drank in his previous life.
If someone serves you a nice drink, and you say that he doesn't know how to drink, isn't that going to ruin the place?
Lin Xuan had no choice but to say insincerely: "Good wine, thank you Uncle Cheng for the hospitality."
Who is Cheng Yaojin? He is a monkey spirit. He could see at a glance that Lin Xuan's words were not sincere, and asked curiously: "Has my nephew drunk other good wines? I wonder if you can tell me about it?"
Lin Xuan didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to see through it at a glance, and said with some embarrassment: "I once drank a kind of wine that made people unforgettable. When I drink other wines, I can't help but compare them. Uncle Cheng, don't be offended."
Cheng Yaojin didn't care at all. For him who was addicted to alcohol, he was more concerned about wine.
Hearing that he would be unforgettable after drinking it, he quickly asked: "What kind of wine? Is there any more?"
Lin Xuan didn't expect that he would dig a hole for himself by just saying it casually, but it was not impossible to get wine, it just needed distillation.
He is also planning to get the distilled liquor out, and he is not planning to use it to make money, but is planning to drink it himself. After all, the weather is getting colder and colder, and drinking some strong liquor can still keep warm.
Lin Xuan smiled and said: "I happen to know how to brew it. When the time comes, I will bring some to Uncle Cheng."
Now that I'm ready to do it, it doesn't matter if I give some to Cheng Yaojin.
He was a little disappointed when he heard that Lin Xuan brewed his own wine. He felt that Lin Xuan didn't understand wine, so he thought the wine he brewed was better than his own.
The wines he collected were obtained from the imperial palace. Even though he had made many achievements, he shamelessly pestered Li Shimin for a long time to get these wines.
He didn't think Lin Xuan's wine would be better than the wine brewed by the royal winemaker in the palace.
However, when people offered him wine, he didn't want to offend them, so he just smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for my nephew's wine."
Lin Xuan said confidently: "Uncle Cheng will not be disappointed."
"You brat, you just know how to drink. You should learn from Lin Xuan." Cheng Yaojin felt a little distressed when he saw Cheng Chumo drinking one cup after another and couldn't help cursing.
Cheng Chumo had long coveted the wine collected by Cheng Yaojin, but Cheng Yaojin was so strict that he couldn't steal it.
Cheng Yaojin usually entertains his old brothers with these drinks. Their juniors can't even get to the table, so it's hard for them to drink.
Now that I have finally caught the opportunity, I still drink it desperately.