Chapter Thirty-Eight: Ge Xianweng
Sun Shao didn't know what Zhang Wen thought of him, after being burned out by a basin of cold water from the bridge, he slept peacefully, if he is not a writer, he should be a copyist, anyway, we are a martial artist, and we don't rely on this to make a fortune. Early the next morning, after having breakfast with Daqiao, he drove to find Ge Heng. Although he himself has far more scientific and technological knowledge than this era, his hands-on ability is really average, and the last time he made a steaming wine barrel, he was busy on all fours, which made him feel that this golden finger is not so easy to open. People cross, even the 10,000-ton hydraulic press can be made, and they are also crossing, but it is so troublesome to even make a wine barrel, and the gap is too big. Although he is a little depressed, he is also self-aware, and he is not from a science and engineering background, so it is the right thing to find someone with strong hands-on ability as soon as possible. Fortunately, talents like Ge Heng are not popular now, and it should not be difficult to win him over by himself.
Ge Heng's house is just outside the Panmen, it is a small courtyard that enters in front and back, it is not big, it looks very simple, and the family background is probably not very good. Sun Shao stood in front of the door and looked around for a while, Ge Heng greeted him from inside with a big smile, and put down his rolled up sleeves as he walked: "Sun Jun, it's so early." Ge Heng greeted the late, forgave the sins. Come in. ”
Sun Shao looked at Ge Heng as he walked inside, and saw that there were still some sawdust on the sleeve he had just put down, so he smiled and said, "What, Sizhen is busy again?" Am I not at the right time? ”
"Ahh Ge Heng blushed and smiled: "Sun Jun said that he laughed, what can I do, it's nothing more than doing some carpentry work." It is rare for someone to come, Sun Jun came to the cold house, I welcome it, if there is anything wrong with it. Sun Jun, please, we will take a seat. ”
Ge Heng said as he asked an old servant to bring wine. Although the hall is not big, it is neatly cleaned up, and it seems that Ge Heng has also made preparations. Two plain natural color wooden tables are placed in the hall, slightly old mats, one of which has been worn thin at the knee, revealing the color of the mat below, and the Xi town in the corner of the seat is also a beast town with poor workmanship, which is dull and dull, even inferior to the Sun family.
Sun Shao sighed with emotion, he always thought that he was poor, but compared with Ge Heng, he was still a decadent exploiting class.
"Sun Jun, please take a seat." Ge Heng was a little embarrassed when he saw Sun Shao looking at his mat, and hurriedly invited Sun Shao to take a seat. Sun Shao smiled, sat down, and took a sip of the wine brought by the old servant. This wine is really light, a little drunk, the rest is almost the same drink, and there is no wine urn beside it, it seems that this is undoubtedly bought from the wine market.
"There is no good wine like Sun Jun at home, so please treat Sun Jun as well." Ge Heng was a little surprised.
"It's okay, it's better to have a conversation with Sizhen than any good wine." Sun Shao waved his hand disapprovingly, and motioned to Shuai Zeng to bring the wine he brought: "I'm here to disturb Sizhen today, and there are no gifts, only two jars of new wine, please don't shirk Sizhen." ”
Ge Heng glanced at the two jars, excused himself slightly, then accepted them, and hurriedly asked the old servant to come and change the wine.
"Don't hide it from Sun Jun, 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 it weren't for Sun Jun saying that he was coming to the Humble House today, I would almost think of having the cheekiness to visit Sun Jun in your mansion, first, to ask about the method of this new wine, and secondly, to take the opportunity to feast on it." ”
Sun Shao couldn't help laughing, he squeezed his eyes at Ge Heng: "Sizhen, as long as you are willing to explain this armillary sphere to me, my wine cellar will be open to you in the future." ”
"Hahaha...... That's the best thing it is, because people listen to my gibberish and drink too quickly. ”
Before Ge Heng finished laughing, a tall old man broke in, took three steps and stepped up the steps in two steps, and did not look at the two people sitting in the hall, his nose inhaled again and again, like a drug detection dog that had found drugs, his two eyes quickly aimed at a jar of wine on the case, and then a brisk step rushed up, hugged the wine jar in his arms, almost pierced his unkempt head into the wine jar, picked it up and drank a big sip, as soon as the wine was drunk, he spit it out with a "pounce", turned around and stared at Ge Heng, who was surprised and happy, and scolded: "Shaft, When did you get the good wine, and you didn't invite the old man to taste it? ”
Sun Shao saw the appearance of this old man clearly, he was about seven feet eight inches, he was a big man in Wu Zhong, who was only about seven feet tall on average, his body was very strong, he did not wear a crown on his head, his gray hair was casually tied in a bun, pinned with a thorn hairpin, a messy beard, he could hardly see where his mouth was, his black and red face was wrinkled, but his eyes were very godly. There was a dirty gourd hanging from his waist, and I don't know what year it was washed. Although he was dressed sloppily, he was full of energy, and his voice was like a bronze bell, and Sun Shao's eardrums hurt a little when he drank just now.
"Uncle, why are you here?" Ge Heng got up and grabbed the old man, and shouted with joy and inexplicably.
"What, I can't come?" The old man stared at the two big eyes and scolded angrily.
"Well, that's not what I meant." Ge Heng was just about to explain, but when he saw Sun Shao, who was smiling and silent, he was standing aside, and then he suddenly realized, patted his head, and shouted: "Young master, don't blame, young master, I was so happy for a while, I forgot to introduce it to the young master." Young master, this is my distant uncle, Xuan, he is a cultivator, he has no manners, there is rudeness, please forgive me. ”
Ge Xuan? Sun Shao's head buzzed, isn't this Ge Xianweng, one of the famous immortals of the Three Kingdoms, that is a cow, his clan Sun Ge Hong's book "Hug Puzi", it is said that he learned the Taoism from him, which is a big figure in the history of Taoism and chemistry in China. He didn't care about being polite anymore - this old man wasn't polite anyway - he stared at Ge Xuan up and down for a while, and then stepped forward and took a deep look: "It turned out to be Ge Xianweng, it's really disrespectful." ”
"You know me?" Ge Xuan looked at the kid in front of him with some surprise, who seemed to have picked up a treasure.
"The name of the immortal, I am like thunder, I didn't expect to be able to recognize the face today, the kid is really overjoyed, overjoyed."
"Hehe......" Ge Xuan stroked his messy, wine-stained beard and looked at Sun Shao vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”
"Uncle, this is Sun Jun, the young master of the rebel General's Mansion."
"Sun Shao?" Ge Xuan's face sank suddenly, revealing unkindness, he turned his head and glared at Ge Heng and said, "Why are you dealing with him?" ”
Sun Shao was stunned for a moment, listening to Ge Xuan's tone, it seemed that he had a festival with him before, but Ge Xuan clearly didn't know him, and he had never been an official, how could there be a festival? He looked at Ge Xuan puzzled, and asked cautiously: "Why did the immortal Weng say this, the kid didn't offend you before, right?" ”
Ge Xuan snorted from his nose, rolled his eyes, and showed a white eye: "You didn't offend me, if your father Sun Ce killed my friend." ”
Sun Shao thought about it, and then he understood a little: "Yu Ji? ”
"Humph!" Ge Xuan glared at Sun Shao, turned around and sat down on his own, ignoring Sun Shao no more. Ge Heng was very embarrassed and apologized to Sun Shao again and again. Sun Shao didn't think so, he glanced at Ge Xuan, who was holding the wine jar and gulping down, sat down slowly, took a sip of the wine glass, and said casually: "Is Yu Ji dead?" ”
"Nonsense, of course it's ...... dead" Ge Xuan blurted out, halfway through his words, he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Didn't you say that immortals don't die?" Sun Shao looked at Ge Xuan with a smile, raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured at him: "My father is just a mortal, and if he can be killed by mortals, then he is not called an immortal, he is just a liar who is swaggering and deceiving in the name of the Tao, if he is really successful in learning the Tao, how can he be killed by a mortal?" Ge Xianweng, I don't know if you are really an immortal, or ...... Hey, hey, hey......"
Sun Shao smiled as he pulled out the knife at his waist.
Ge Xuan was laughed at by Sun Shao, and saw that he was about to draw a knife, and subconsciously stood up and was about to run out, Sun Shao pointed at him and said: "Pour!" Pour! Pour! Before the words fell, Ge Xuan had just run two steps, and he felt that his eyes were blooming, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and the wine jar he was holding in his hand also flew out, and it fell into pieces with a "pop", and the rest of the wine flowed everywhere, and the aroma of wine suddenly filled the entire courtyard.
"Sun Jun, you ...... Knowing how to do it? Ge Heng looked at Sun Shao in horror.
"I don't know how to do it, I know how to drink." Sun Shao bared his teeth and said with a smug smile: "You immortal uncle doesn't know how powerful, you drank most of the new wine in one go, it's no wonder if you don't pour it." ”
Ge Heng suddenly realized, patted his forehead and smiled: "I forgot, I got drunk after just a few drinks yesterday, and my uncle drank most of the altar in one go, so naturally there is no reason not to be drunk." Hehe, this time the old wine fairy was also planted. ”
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