Mo Yu followed the map in his mind and came to the so-called "Hundred Herb Garden".

As far as the eye can see, dead trees are falling and weeds are overgrown.

In the center of the garden stands a gazebo, with badly worn beams and mottled scratches.

Inside the pavilion were two desks, covered with a thick layer of dust, apparently long forgotten.

The cool breeze blew down the last ginkgo leaf on the tree, and Mo Yu was dressed in a dark coat with a brown pattern, as if adding a new member to the old vine tree.

Even if she brought a million filters, she couldn't agree that this was the most beautiful corner of the castle that Red Sleeves said.

But at this point, there is no time to deliberately arrange the environment to set off the atmosphere.

Mo Yu sat down helplessly, straightened up, and waited for Fan Li to come over.

As for the way to increase Fan Li's favorability, she has already made a decision.

Drinking alcohol is naturally indispensable, and ancient men were basically good at this.

After all, in this era of scarcity, there are not so many drinks to choose from. In addition to plain water, it is wine.

This wine was brought back by the bandits.

As for other ways to increase favorability, Mo Yu hasn't thought of it for the time being, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

When the time comes, it's time to improvise.

After a while, Fan Li was led by the red sleeves and walked into the pavilion.

Seeing Mo Yu, he bowed down and hugged his fists.

Mo Yu didn't say much, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gestured, "Please take a seat!" ”

Fan Li thanked him and sat down on the couch opposite.

"Miss Hi, I don't know if I'm calling down so late, what's the important thing to discuss?"

Looking at his eyes full of inquiry, Mo Yu said lightly: "It's okay, it's just drinking." ”

Fan Li was stunned, not knowing why.

Hearing this, the red sleeves standing behind him hurriedly stepped forward and put a bronze wine lord on each of the two desks, filling it with wine.

Mo Yu looked down, and saw that the wine was brighter than the wine against the background of the exquisite and complex bronze lines of the wine lord.

Between the fluctuations of the wine, there are dazzling streamers.

When you sniff your nose, you can smell a sweet and rich aroma.

Mo Yu is a person who likes to drink, not only the amount of alcohol is amazing, but also has his own evaluation of all kinds of wine.

As soon as I saw and smelled it, I knew that it was a good wine that I had never drunk before.

Then he raised the bottle and smiled at Fan Li.

"Young uncle, you have worked hard these days, I salute you!"

As he spoke, he learned the posture of the ancients, picked up the wine jue with both hands, and raised his neck to dry it in one gulp.

Fan Li saw that she was so bold and didn't say much, so he raised it up and drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp.

After a glass of Mo Yu, she felt that her cheeks were slightly hot, and the degree of this wine was a few points higher than she imagined.

"Sweet but not greasy, mellow but not watery, good wine." As a guest, Fan Li also knew the etiquette, drank a cup, and immediately praised it.

Mo Yu hurriedly instructed Red Sleeves to continue pouring wine.

It's a pity that the favorability did not increase as expected, Mo Yu secretly slandered himself, and hurriedly asked: "Dare to ask the young uncle, which country is it?" ”

"Below are the three families of Chu Guowandi."

"Does the young uncle know a woman named Xi Shi?"

An inexplicable expression appeared on Fan Li's face: "Xi Shi? Haven't heard of it. ”

Mo Yu was not particularly surprised.

After all, this world is a dimensional world, and it will not be exactly the same as the original, plus the impact caused by joining yourself, many characters and events will become different, which is the so-called butterfly effect.

If only Xi Shi existed, she could still pretend to be an old acquaintance, brag about it, and win over the relationship.

Right now, she could only rack her brains to search for the beautiful words she could think of, and praised Fan Li herself.

"Actually, I noticed early on that the young uncle was different, with a unique temperament of arrogance and majesty."

"Young uncle, full of economy, rich and rich, he speaks in a clear manner, and he points to the point."

"Young uncle, dignified appearance, a talent, he is really a capable minister who governs the world, and he will definitely be able to show his achievements in the future!"

Mo Yu spoke for a long time, and he was a little thirsty when he said it, Fan Li just nodded from time to time, and there was no response.

And Fan Li's favorability towards himself only increased by 1 point.

What about the thousands of clothes that are said to be good?

He's not the type to listen to good words.

Mo Yu felt that the horse's fart was slapped on the horse's leg, it was really a waste, and he moved his mind, raised the wine lord and said casually: "Today is a good moon, young uncle, let's have another drink!" ”

Looking up at Mingyue, Mingyue asked for leave.

Embarrassed Mo Yu, twitched the corners of his mouth, drank it all, stood up suddenly, walked out of the pavilion with the wine lord, and let the cool breeze blow the green silk.

Looking at Fan Li, who was already in a trance under the influence of alcohol, Mo Yu felt that it was time to let go of himself!