Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 493 Drinking
After reading these few short lines, Pei Ye looked at Xu Chuo in a daze.

The woman was smiling with satisfaction: "What's wrong?"

"You spent money?"

".How much do you think these few words are worth?"

"Twenty taels?" Pei Ye hesitated, looking at her expression, "No way, any more would make me feel cheated."

Xu Chuo leaned on the railing and laughed.

".What's so funny?"

Xu Chuo did not answer, but smiled and drank the wine in the cup.

Pei Ye raised his head at this time: "Oh, that's right."

"Ok?"

Pei Ye lowered his head, took out a wrinkled piece of paper from his waist, opened it and handed it to the woman.

There are more than ten items listed above, and the numbers following them are in units of "liang".

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"I owe Taishan Medicine House for the consultation." Pei Ye looked at Xu Chuo and emphasized, "I got injured while doing government work."

"Who is your public doctor?" Xu Chuo smiled and glanced at him. "I have already invited the imperial physician for you. You wasted your time to find a private physician. How can you ask me to pay two consultation fees?"

Pei Ye glared: "But you didn't tell me."

Xu Chuo leaned on his cheek, his eyes turned slightly, and he smiled and pointed out: "How about this, now that it's a nice night, let's play a game. If you win, I will help you pay for the consultation."

Pei Ye said cautiously: "But I won't recite poetry with you."

Xu Chuo rolled his eyes slightly, raised his finger and said, "This bottle of water is also empty. There are two bottles in the cupboard. Get them."

Pei Yeli stood up and walked in. As expected, he found two jade-yellow porcelain bottles in the deep of the cupboard. The mud seals on the mouths of the bottles had been there for many years. He walked over and knocked one open. The rich aroma of wine came out at once, and the smell was much stronger than the previous one.

Xu Chuo narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and tapped the table again: "It's no fun to just drink."

He raised his hand and said, "There should be a set of pitching pots deep at the bottom of the cabinet over there. Can you go and see if it's there?"

Pei Ye went to look for it as he was told, and indeed saw a pair of exquisite but time-worn pitching pots. It must have been made by a skilled craftsman at the time, and it had been stored for a long time without being infested by insects or water mold, but it was inevitable that the color was dull and covered with dust.

Pei Ye came over with a pot in one hand and a bundle of arrows in the other. Xu Chuo frowned slightly: "Ah, it's so dirty."

Pei Ye said nothing, and with a flick of his finger a scarlet flame swept across the instrument, washing away all the dust.

Xu Chuo's eyes lit up, and he smiled drunkenly, "You must be living a very convenient life now."

Then she raised her finger and said, "There are thirty arrows in this bundle. We will each throw fifteen. Drink half a cup of wine before each throw. If you miss, drink another half cup. After each round, the pot will move back one foot. The one who hits the pot the most at the end wins. How do you do that?"

Pei Ye looked at the woman's already rosy cheeks and smiled, "You want to compete with me in drinking?"

"There is also pitching pots." Xu Chuo emphasized, "If you drink too much, your aim will be poor. Of course, you should not use your true energy."

Pei Ye sat down and washed the two cups with fire. He glanced at the beautiful woman who was still wrapped in a cloak and sighed softly, "I have practiced martial arts since I was young. I am blindfolded and I will compete with you."

Xu Chuo smiled: "This is your decision."

Pei Ye placed the pitching pot half a meter away, but Xu Chuo shook his head and pointed, and only nodded when he moved it ten meters away.

"Then I'll go first." Xu Chuo handed over the cup, indicating that they should pour wine for each other. Pei Ye deliberately let her do so and poured her a small half cup. Xu Chuo picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

Then she still leaned on the railing with her cheek supported, picked up an arrow, narrowed her eyes slightly, and pushed forward with her forearm. Her long skirt fell to the ground like flowing gold and jade, and the arrow hit the pot directly, making a series of jade-like sounds.

This move really surprised Pei Ye. It was not easy to throw the ball into such a small pot mouth from a distance of ten feet. In fact, it required extremely precise control of eyesight and body parts.

Xu Chuo tilted his head and smiled, picked up the bottle and poured him half a glass, stared at him and said, "It's your turn."

Pei Ye was really aroused by the desire to win. He drank the wine, noted the location of the pot, tore off a piece of cloth to cover his eyes, raised his hand to pick up an arrow and carefully tested the center of gravity. Then he paused, concentrated and threw it, and the next moment, a clanging sound was heard, and it really went into the pot.

Pei Ye hooked his finger and pulled the black cloth up, saying nonchalantly: "This is my first time playing this."

"Then I won't give it to you." Xu Chuo smiled and handed over the cup again.

Pei Ye ejected his true Qi and pushed the pot back a foot. Xu Chuo threw it again, and it was another beautiful and precise arc. Pei Ye sighed softly and pulled down the black cloth.

The two of them went back and forth. After Pei Ye closed his eyes and eliminated his true energy, he also had to concentrate on determining the position of the pot. Fortunately, his limbs were still precise, and each one followed the woman into the pot.

However, as the rounds passed, the difficulty began to increase. It was not so bad that the pot moved farther and farther away, but the main reason was that the mellowness of this bottle of wine was amazing. After drinking a few glasses, he began to feel dizzy. Pei Ye was blindfolded, so it became increasingly difficult to determine the position of the pot.

But the woman next to him was obviously a trap - she was already a little tipsy after two glasses of sake, but now she drank who knows how much more, but she still looked slightly drunk, and her eyes were even more blurry.

From this point on, both of them stared at the pot. If they won, they would smile and breathe a sigh of relief. If the other won, they would sigh. After ten rounds, Pei Yezhen felt a little tired. He blindfolded himself and shook the pot for a long time, and he was a little unsure of where the pot was. "Are you asleep?"

Pei Ye put down the arrow and said, "Let me take another look."

"No!"

Pei Ye pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and concentrated on throwing the ball. It clanged twice and luckily it went in.

Pei Ye suddenly stood up, pulled down the black cloth and laughed.

Xu Chuo sighed softly and handed over the cup.

But she quickly frowned and held out her hand: "You poured too much."

"I didn't pour enough for you in the first cup, you have to make up for it now." Pei Ye was very meticulous at this time and insisted on pouring her one more sip.

Xu Chuo took a deep breath and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stood up and bent forward to aim. Pei Ye was stunned for a moment before she realized that the difficulty for her was that the pot was nearly two meters long, and it would take some arm strength to throw it in.

Xu Chuo was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Here!"

With a push of his forearm, the arrow flew into the pot with a slight deflection.

Xu Chuo breathed a sigh of relief, staggered back to lean against the railing, then picked up the bottle of wine and looked at the boy with a smile.

Pei Ye had never known that someone could be so cool and elegant even when he was so drunk that he couldn't stand. He sighed and handed over the cup, knowing that he was probably going to lose this round.

As expected, as the black cloth was pulled down, the pot that he had just stared at and memorized many times immediately became hazy in his mind. Pei Ye frowned and thought for a long time, only to feel that the arrows in his hand began to vary in weight. In the end, he had to grit his teeth and throw it. With a "clang", the tip of the arrow hit the bottleneck of the bottle and bounced off.

There was an immediate shout of joy from the side, followed by a series of clapping. When Pei Ye pulled down the black cloth from his eyes, Xu Chuo still had a smile on her face, and she handed him the cup in a reserved manner.

But later on, she couldn't throw the pot in either. The two of them pushed the pot further and further away. Xu Chuo hit the door, Pei Ye hit the flowerpot, and a few of them flew slowly downstairs.

The two of them drank the bottle of aged wine with a smile. In the end, Xu Chuo won with one shot. Pei Ye leaned against the door dizzy and said after a long while: "You must have secretly poured me more wine."

"You always stare at me." Xu Chuo laughed.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Can you play finger-to-sword?"

Pei Ye suddenly became alert: "You are not allowed to regret it."

He had already taken out the small jade sword.

Xu Chuo smiled: "No Qi is allowed, and you have to use the same strength as me."

"Row."

Then when the woman went back to the house and took out the sword, he was surprised to find that she actually knew how to play. Although she was a little clumsy, she played it quite well and had some unique tricks.

However, no matter what tricks she had, they were of no use in front of Master Pei, one of the "Three Lucky Men in the World". Pei Ye mercilessly broke her tricks again and again and hit her hands, until the woman got a little anxious and simply clenched her sword and stabbed him randomly. Pei Ye was still calm and clever, and knocked the sword from her hand to the ground.

"Haha."

Xu Chuo held Pan Nu's hand and said, "It's boring. I don't want to play anymore."

The two of them leaned on a corner of the Fengtai, the night faded away, and the morning star began to remain in the sky.

Pei Ye woke up when the breeze blew. He tilted his head to look at the woman who was leaning against the railing with her head down, not knowing whether she had fallen asleep or not. He felt a sense of closeness and yet strangeness for a moment.

At this time, Xu Chuo suddenly tilted his head and said, "On this night of fame, in this scene, what poem do you want to recite?"

Pei Ye was slightly startled, looking at the vast night scene in the distance. After a moment, a line of poetry really came to his mind: "At seventeen, I untied my sword and traveled west to Chang'an City."

Xu Chuo hummed softly, but said nothing else, and fell silent.

They sat like this for a long time, and the sky really began to brighten. Pei Ye stood up from the table, a little shaky: "I have to go, let's drink next time."

Xu Chuo moved a little, and looked at him lazily: "There won't be a next time. I don't drink alcohol on weekdays."

"." Pei Ye looked at the messy cups and plates in silence, and did not refute her. He just remembered the business and leaned against the pillar and said seriously, "You are not really not going to pay me for the consultation, are you?"

Xu Chuo laughed in a drunken state, raised his finger and said, "Take the remaining bottle and sell it. It will be enough for you to get your arms broken three more times."

Pei Ye's eyes lit up and he picked him up. He waved his hand and turned to go downstairs. His internal energy surged and he sobered up in just a few steps.

Only then did he remember to look at the drunken body of the woman blown by the cold wind. He frowned, but when he saw the lady coming up the stairs, he relaxed his brows.

Then he went downstairs, and only then did he see that there was an extra sentence copied at the end of the wall of books.

Right next to "Chunfang Zhengzi Jianzi Ge" is a woman's handwriting, the ink is still fresh, like it was written today. Pei Ye stood still and read it, which is: "The corridor is a place of longing, the moon is falling and I am alone. With the lamp and the moon behind me, I am in the shade of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart."

(End of this chapter)