Chapter 711: Drunkard

Chapter 711: Chapter 672: Drunkard

If the Mad Saint wasn’t going to be a little wild about his wine, he truly wouldn’t be living up to the name Zhang Yang.

Ji Jin’Er grabbed Han Chuxue’s hand. “Sister Han, you should join too! It’s more fun with everyone.”

“Alright, I’ll join.”

Han Chuxue nodded.

Zhang Yang and Wang Shifeng were speechless. To think that such a trivial, mundane matter could warrant the presence of Fairy Han… Their worldview was shattering.

The group quickly settled on the investment structure. Wang Meng would hold fifty percent, and the other five would each invest for a ten percent share of the wine shop. A perfect split.

Ji Jin’Er’s enthusiasm soared. For the Tenth Princess, opening a wine shop was a novel and fascinating affair. “Wang Meng, what’s your wine called?”

“It doesn’t have a name yet.” Wang Meng had only ever brewed it for himself, drinking it only when he missed his brothers. He’d never thought of naming it.

“Then let’s call it Tenth Princess Wine!” Ji Jin’Er had contributed all her private savings and was determined to make it clear she was a part of it.

“Well… Princess Jin’er, while your idea is nice, I have to say, that name won’t work. It sounds like something for women. What man would drink it? Besides, are you afraid people *won’t* know about your relationship with Wang Meng?” Zhang Yang shook his head vigorously.

“Then what do you think we should call it?” Ji Jin’Er stuck out her tongue.

“How about Mad Wine? What a powerful name! I’m sure every man will want to try a sip, and once they do, they won’t be able to stop.”

Alright, Zhang Yang was cut from the same cloth, but at least his suggestion was more sensible than Tenth Princess Wine.

Zhan Yingluo shook her head. “No, it feels like it’s missing something.”

“Well… okay. A beautiful woman is always right. Brother Wang, it’s your wine. Do you have any good names?”

‘Meng Wine, the wine brewed by Wang Meng…’ Wang Meng had to admit, that was the first name that popped into his head. ‘The second was Master’s Wine, the wine brewed by a Master… Wait, calling it Master’s Wine is a bit of a dead giveaway, like putting up a sign saying “There is no treasure buried here.” Is there fake wine out there or something?’

‘Looks like the grand task of naming the wine should be left to others.’

“We’re all shareholders now. Let’s brainstorm.”

Han Chuxue smiled. “Why make it so complicated? I hear the most famous wine in Haojing is Wine Immortal Wine. Let’s be a little more low-key. How about we just call it Drunkard Wine?”

Drunkard?

Zhang Yang nodded. “That’s a good name. It sounds like it’s challenging the Wine Immortal. I like it.”

Wang Meng nodded as well. Drunkard?

Heh, it had a certain ring to it, and plenty of flavor.

Little Jin’Er also felt that “Drunkard” suited her taste perfectly, and since Fairy Han had suggested it, she raised both hands in approval.

Zhan Yingluo smiled. “It seems Drunkard Wine is about to become all the rage in Haojing.”

Wang Shifeng had no objections whatsoever. He nodded vigorously, so happy in Fairy Han’s presence that he was speechless. ‘To be a shareholder in the same wine shop as Fairy Han… This is something I wouldn’t even dare to dream of!’ He looked at Wang Meng. ‘If anyone dares to call Wang Meng useless now, I’ll fight them! How many of Haojing’s elites can even speak to Fairy Han? Let alone open a wine shop with her! A goddamn wine shop! If it were the Spirit Control Association, that would be one thing, but a wine shop… For Fairy Han to invest in a wine shop… If you claimed it was just a personal hobby, I’d beat you to death. She’s obviously here for Wang Meng.’

‘But,’ Wang Shifeng racked his brain until it felt like it was boiling, ‘I can’t think of anything about Wang Meng that would interest Fairy Han. Even if he made a showing at the Dao discussion, there were far too many people who outshone him that day in my opinion. The Fourth Prince, Ni Yong, Yanl Luoqi—didn’t every one of them speak with more brilliance?’

Mustering his courage, Wang Shifeng felt he had to make a good impression today. ‘If I can just say a few words in front of Fairy Han, my life will be complete.’

“Since the name is decided, and everyone here is very busy, why don’t you leave the rest to me? Finding a storefront, drafting the contracts, handling promotion, and all that—I have my ways.” Wang Shifeng took responsibility for the tasks. Although he was also busy with the auction recently, he couldn’t possibly let Fairy Han worry about such things. ‘Does the emperor concern himself with whether the horses in the stable are eating soybeans or black beans today?’

Zhang Yang wasn’t suitable either; that guy wasn’t cut out for business. The Tenth Princess and Zhan Yingluo were even less likely candidates. If those two were in charge, they would attract endless trouble.

As for Wang Meng, Wang Shifeng still felt he should be focusing on his recovery. Although he looked fine on the surface, with injuries to his muscles and meridians, who knew if there were any hidden dangers? It was always better to rest more.

“Alright.” Wang Meng smiled. He only intended to set the general direction for this matter. He had originally planned to let Youjing and Zuojing handle the rest, but Wang Shifeng was clearly more suitable. Mundane things held little real significance for a cultivator. For Wang Meng, it was simply an experience—a level of understanding that Zhang Yang couldn’t comprehend. Even Han Chuxue might not understand it, unless she awakened her memories.

Just then, the Tenth Princess stood up and tugged on Han Chuxue’s hand. “Sister Han, I’ve been sneaking out for a while. Will you come back with me?”

Little Jin’Er was indeed very busy. At this time of day, she was supposed to be studying the royal art of flower arranging. Having snuck out at Wang Meng’s invitation, she was sure to get an earful from the Seventh Princess when she returned. She might even get her flower arranging lessons doubled.

The little girl feared neither heaven nor earth, even daring to call the Fire Emperor “Old Huo,” yet she was uniquely terrified of her Seventh Sister. An angry Seventh Princess… it just went to show that every creature had its tamer.

Fairy Han had clearly been asked for such favors by Ji Jin’Er many times before. She gave a faint smile and nodded in agreement.

As soon as Han Chuxue left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly lightened. Zhang Yang, who had been standing ramrod straight, relaxed a little. But after a glance at Zhan Yingluo, he tensed up again slightly. ‘A handsome image is a fundamental skill for a friend of the maidens.’

Unfortunately, Zhan Yingluo completely ignored Zhang Yang. If he were a bit more serious, she might have chatted with him a little. But she knew very well that once Zhang Yang entered his self-proclaimed “friend of the maidens” mode, even the slightest acknowledgment would make him smug for half the day. In front of Wang Meng, she didn’t want any situation that could cause a misunderstanding.

“I also have matters to attend to at the Spirit Control Association, so I’ll be taking my leave.”

Zhan Yingluo also stood up and said her farewells.

“Oh, right, Yingluo is one of the priestesses for the ‘Spirit Control Festival,’ isn’t she? You should be getting summoned for training soon.” Zhang Yang might be mad, but his information network was excellent, especially when it came to beautiful women. His perceptiveness in that area was no less than his talent for cultivation.

Zhan Yingluo smiled, nodded to Wang Meng, and left.

Zhang Yang froze as if turned to stone. ‘Wait… Was I just magnificently ignored by Zhan Yingluo? How is that possible? It must be because her training for the Spirit Control Festival is too demanding.’

Wang Shifeng watched Zhang Yang walk out the door, only then letting out a long sigh. ‘Sharing a table with all these experts is truly exhausting…’

“Wang Meng, next time something like this happens, seriously, give me a heads-up. It’s such a loss, thinking back on it. I just met Fairy Han and didn’t even have a pen and paper ready for an autograph. What a failure.”

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