Chapter 420: Chapter 420: If a Man Doesn’t Get Drunk, a Woman Has No Chance
Tai Xian’er thought Ye Qingtian relied on the Divine Dog Da Huang, never expecting he was also a Martial Arts Expert.
"Sir, it was my oversight just now, please forgive ."
Tai Xian’er bowed and said.
"Is there anything else? If not, disappear from my sight. You annoy ."
With one sentence, Tai Xian’er’s mouth hung open in disbelief.
She was as beautiful as a fairy.
Many princes and nobles ca from afar to Hai City just to catch a glimpse of her beauty.
Who knew Ye Qingtian would...
"Sir, tomorrow night my little sister is hosting a grand private banquet for her best friend. I wonder if you could spare the ti to honor us with your presence?"
Tai Xian’er asked cautiously.
"No ti."
Ye Qingtian replied impatiently.
Upon hearing this, Tai Xian’er was both embarrassed and disappointed.
This grand banquet was Tai Jie’er’s hard work, and Tai Xian’er had spent a lot of thought on trying to give her a surprise.
Tai Jie’er loved pets and had listened to stories about the Divine Dog from her royal grandpa since she was a child.
Tai Xian’er wanted Ye Qingtian to bring Da Huang, so when Tai Jie’er saw Da Huang, resembling the Divine Dog, she would be overjoyed.
But Ye Qingtian refused.
"I sincerely wanted to invite you. I’ll leave the invitation here."
Tai Xian’er said.
Ye Qingtian’s indifference: "Da Huang, what kind of taste do you have? Why do you treat such a woman as if you’re a fawning dog?"
Hearing this, Tai Xian’er was stunned.
"Am I really that unappealing?"
Tai Xian’er murmured. From childhood to now, she felt like she was an admired fairy, superior to others.
But why, in Ye Qingtian’s eyes, was she not even as good as an ordinary person?
"No! I will change your perception of !"
Tai Xian’er silently swore.
"Sir, I sincerely want to make friends with you. Would you give
a chance to treat you to a al?"
Tai Xian’er said earnestly.
Ye Qingtian said impatiently, "First, you’re not qualified to be my friend. Second, you can treat
to a al, but say less. The more you talk, the more you annoy ."
Tai Xian’er quickly nodded.
Just then, a restaurant waiter ca over.
"Sir, ma’am, what would you like to order?"
"Just bring whatever."
Ye Qingtian said indifferently.
"This gentleman, it’s your first ti at our Japanese cuisine chain, isn’t it?"
Ye Qingtian nodded in response.
The waiter imdiately began, "Our Japanese cuisine chain is part of Japan’s Longevity Clan enterprise, and the Royal Guard has shares in Hai City. Our cuisine is recognized internationally. Our ticulous cooking thod is enchanting.
To create good Japanese cuisine, one must have a good chef. The chef needs to build a solid bridge between the diner and nature, allowing custors to taste the most natural flavors.
Japanese cuisine emphasizes original taste, which is its most vital essence. Its cooking thod is very delicate and refined, from the slow simring of broth for hours to seasoning and cooking techniques, all aiming to preserve the food’s original taste."
"That’s enough; just these few dishes."
Ye Qingtian picked a few very cheap dishes.
The waiter’s brow furrowed, silently scoffing, "Humph, a pauper, wasted so many words on him, and he orders just two dishes, barely enough for a bite!"
Yet, he still smiled, "And for drinks, sir and ma’am? We have imported wine."
"Just so of the cheapest sake is fine."
Ye Qingtian replied.
Japanese sake has evolved by borrowing Huaxia’s yellow wine brewing thods, but it differs from Huaxia’s yellow wine.
This sake is slightly yellow, so colorless, aromatic, and incredibly smooth.
This wine has about fifteen percent alcohol content and contains various vitamins and amino acids, making it exceptionally nutritious.
The taste is very pure.
The Japanese often say it is the sake bestowed by the Divine Spirit. For hundreds of years, sake has been their favorite drink.
It’s a staple at weddings or on the tables of ordinary people.
While talking about sake, Ye Qingtian rembered his Japanese maid—Nakajima Yasuko.
Originally, she escorted Hua Qianxiao and his mother to Southeast Asia. Nakajima Yasuko had Half-Step Martial Emperor Cultivation; it was unexpected that the kidnappers could subdue her and abduct Hua Qianxiao and his mother.
"Sir, sake is too ordinary. How about you order two bottles of red wine?"
The waiter suggested.
"No need."
Hearing this, the waiter left with a drooping face.
"Humph, can’t afford it but trying to woo such a beautiful woman. Damn, better off letting
try!"
The waiter cursed inwardly.
"Sir, you can order more. I have money."
Tai Xian’er whispered.
"Woman, shut up."
Ye Qingtian said indifferently.
Tai Xian’er quickly closed her mouth.
The food and drink quickly arrived.
"Woman, drink."
Ye Qingtian said.
"Sir, I... don’t know how to drink."
Tai Xian’er was very troubled.
"Drink!"
Ye Qingtian raised his eyes and glared at her.
Tai Xian’er picked up the glass and drank it all at once.
"Good, have another."
Ye Qingtian said.
Tai Xian’er drank another, and after three to five cups, she began drinking with Ye Qingtian of her own accord.
"Sir, could you tell
your honorable na?"
After a few rounds, Tai Xian’er whispered.
"Is that sothing you should ask? If not drinking, get lost." Ye Qingtian said irritably.
Tai Xian’er dared not ask more and continued drinking with Ye Qingtian.
Her current thought was to get Ye Qingtian drunk. Unless a man is drunk, a woman has no chance!
In truth, Tai Xian’er could drink a lot. Others would have collapsed under the table long ago.
But she t Ye Qingtian, and she might be very disappointed!
After a few more cups, Tai Xian’er was already flushed with drunkenness, but Ye Qingtian seed unaffected.
"That’s enough drinking; let’s eat."
Ye Qingtian said indifferently.
Seeing Ye Qingtian stop drinking, Tai Xian’er slamd the table, "Waiter, two more bottles of sake!"
Tai Xian’er thought Ye Qingtian must be nearly drunk; hence he invited her to eat.
Two bottles of sake were brought, and Tai Xian’er opened them, pouring one for Ye Qingtian.
"Sir, knowing you is my fortune. Let’s drink openly!"
Tai Xian’er said.
Knowing
is your fortune?
How many lives have these hands of mine stained with blood?
How many souls have perished by my hands?
Yet, I still haven’t reached the point where enemies fear . If I dominated the world, no one would dare to kidnap my woman and mother.
With this thought, Ye Qingtian picked up the cup, tilted his head, and a cup of strong liquor flooded his throat!
Tai Xian’er glanced at Ye Qingtian, noticing the profound look in his eyes.
Then, she quietly picked up her cup and drank it all!
Suddenly, scenes of pain, joy, and even indescribable mories flashed through Ye Qingtian’s mind.
Those scenes were so familiar yet so strange.
It was as if the Spiritual Jade in his embrace was sothing he’d seen before, but could never quite recall.
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