Chapter 57: Helping to Sell Wine

"Strange, it's been an hour, why is there still no movement?"

Chu Feng sat before the table waiting for the other party's response.

As it turned out, this response disappeared without a trace, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

"Could it be that the poem I wrote didn't catch their eye?"

Chu Feng wondered to himself.

It was absolutely impossible for the other party to have no reaction to a poem that could be collected and required to be recited.

Unless the other party did not know how to appreciate it.

"Could it be that your poem was written too poorly, so it didn't catch their eye?"

"Fart!"

Before Chu Feng could answer, Zhu Kang could no longer sit still.

When he realized that the person he had responded to was Lu Shuwan, he was nearly scared to death.

"It is an insult to refinement; Colonel Lu, please do not take offense!"

"It is no matter!"

Lu Shuwan did not take it to heart, "Could it be that this poem is quite good, for Official Zhu to have such a violent reaction?"

"It is more than just good!"

Zhu Kang said with excitement, "If this poem were to appear in the Capital, it would surely ignite the entire literary world once again!"

"What!"

Lu Shuwan's pupils dilated.

She had not expected that Zhu Kang would give such a massive evaluation.

She was not a scholar, and her appreciation of poetry was not very profound.

She immediately turned her head to look at Chu Feng: "What did you write just now? Please, write another copy!"

"No problem!"

Since he was idle anyway, Chu Feng wrote the poem he had just written once more with a flourish of his brush.

Lu Shuwan picked up this piece of paper and began to read it.

"Several branches of plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, blooming alone in the bitter cold."

"Knowing from afar that it is not snow, only a faint fragrance comes."

After reciting it to herself once.

Lu Shuwan could not help but think of the few wax plum trees they had seen on the road earlier.

In the harsh winter, only these few wax plum trees were blooming alone.

Looking from afar, the snow-white wax plums were indistinguishable from the white snow, yet only waves of faint fragrance came with the wind.

"Good poem, good poem, good poem!"

Lu Shuwan said it three times in succession.

Both the artistic conception and the environment of this poem were depicted very brilliantly.

It was as if a person with great ambitions formed a sharp contrast with a group of cold and heartless people around them.

Just as Zhu Kang had said, if this poem appeared in the Capital, it would surely shock the entire literary world once again.

"General, I see that this Lady Ziran is nothing more than someone hyped up; she is simply unworthy of the poem the General wrote!"

Lu Shuwan indicated that although she did not understand, she could still tell the good from the bad.

Yet this Lady Ziran, who claimed to be able to chant poems and compose odes, treated it like discarded shoes.

It seemed the other party was nothing more than that.

"Since that is the case, then let us go!"

Today was a wasted trip.

He had intended to use the other party's hand to promote his wine, but ended up being turned away at the door.

"General Chu, Official Zhu, stay a while longer!"

"No, we still have things to do, so we won't disturb you any further!"

Chu Feng responded, then stood up, preparing to return.

Lu Shuwan folded the paper in her hand and tucked it away close to her body.

Just as the few of them had reached the doorway.

A maidservant ran down quickly from upstairs.

"Madam, which one is the young master who offered a poem an hour ago?"

"Hm?"

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look at Xue'er.

"Why, has Lady Ziran taken a fancy to it?" the procuress asked.

"Mm-hmm!"

"Yes!"

Xue'er replied hurriedly, "Lady Ziran was delayed by some matters earlier, so after seeing that poem, she had me come find you immediately."

"I wonder which young master wrote it?"

Everyone subconsciously cast their gazes toward Chu Feng.

Xue'er naturally had the discernment for this; she immediately walked to Chu Feng and bowed.

"This young master, was that poem about the plum blossoms written by you?"

"That's right, it was me!"

Actually, I copied it, but now it belongs to me.

"In that case, please follow me, Young Master; my mistress invites you!"

"Many thanks!"

Seeing that the goal had been achieved.

Chu Feng prepared to go and see exactly what kind of divine person this mistress was, who had Zhu Kang so obsessed.

"Give the things to me!"

Liu Peng and Zhang Tan hurriedly handed the wine over to Chu Feng.

"Everyone, wait here for a moment; I shall return shortly!"

"Good!"

The group agreed.

Chu Feng immediately took the two jars of wine and followed Xue'er to meet Mistress Ziran.

Lu Shuwan watched Chu Feng's back and began to ponder incessantly in her heart.

She was wondering if Chu Feng would have something happen with this Mistress Ziran.

"Tch, who cares!"

Lu Shuwan muttered to herself.

The scene shifted.

Xue'er brought Chu Feng to the door of Miss Ziran.

"Young Master, Mistress Ziran is right inside."

"I have troubled you, Miss Xue'er!"

"You are too polite, Young Master."

Xue'er helped Chu Feng push the door open, and Chu Feng lifted his foot and walked inside.

Just as he entered.

Chu Feng caught a whiff of an unusual fragrance.

The entire room was warm, forming a stark contrast to the ice and snow outside.

"Could it be that you, Young Master, are the author of this poem on plum blossoms?"

A voice of extreme allure suddenly fell into Chu Feng's ears.

Causing Chu Feng's entire body to tremble for a moment.

"This voice is truly enough to make a man commit a crime!"

Chu Feng thought to himself.

A voice like this is simply something no man could resist!

"Indeed, it is I, Chu!"

"Oh? The Young Master's surname is Chu; could it be that you are General Chu Feng, who recently shook Saibei with fame by breaking through thirty thousand Turkic troops with only two thousand cavalry!"

"You flatter me, Miss."

Ziran gently pulled aside the light veil before her, revealing a face that could topple cities and states.

With just one glance, Chu Feng felt he was about to fall for her.

"Damn, she really has a face and figure that could bring disaster to a country and its people!"

Having lived for so long.

It was not as if he had never seen beautiful women.

But he was encountering one like this for the first time.

It was no wonder that kings would neglect their morning court sessions; if it were him, he would not want to get out of this bed for anything.

"I had long heard that General Chu was a man of both literary and martial talent; seeing you today, you are truly extraordinary."

"Miss Ziran is also like a fairy descending to the mortal world, allowing us mortals to catch a glimpse."

"Giggle, giggle..."

Ziran was amused by Chu Feng and giggled incessantly.

"I wonder what business brings the General to find Ziran today?"

Ziran reached out to invite Chu Feng to sit and personally poured him a cup of wine.

"I have come specifically to ask Miss Ziran to help me sell wine!"

"Oh? Sell wine?"

Ziran exclaimed in surprise.

Every man who came to find her wanted to spend a night of passion with her.

This was the first time she had encountered one selling wine.

"I wonder what kind of wine it is that would make the General come to ask this young woman to help sell it!"

"Hehe, once you taste it, Miss, you will know!"

Chu Feng pushed a cup of wine in front of Ziran.

Ziran took a light sniff.

The intense aroma instantly spread through her entire nasal cavity.

After drinking it, her whole body felt as if flames were running wild inside.

"Such fiery wine; I wonder where the General obtained it?"

"I brewed it myself!"

"What?"

Chu Feng's answer made Ziran even more surprised.

This man actually knew how to brew wine, and it was this kind of fine wine at that.

"I have another variety here; would the young lady like to taste it again?"

"Naturally!"

Chu Feng poured another cup for Ziran from the wine Lu Shuwan had brought up.

After finishing it, a satisfied smile appeared on Ziran's face.

"The General truly has great talent; such fine wine is hard to come by even for a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Hahahaha..."

"This wine exists only in the heavens; how often can one hear of it in the human world!"

This wine exists only in the heavens; how often can one hear of it in the human world!

Ziran was startled once again.

The other party's ability to speak in verse was truly impressive.

A casual sentence was actually so rich in artistic conception.

It seems Great Wei has truly given birth to an extraordinary talent.

"Since the General is asking me to help sell the wine, I wonder how you will repay me?"

"Name your price, young lady!"

"Hehe, I am not lacking in that kind of yellow and white stuff!"

"Oh? Then what does the young lady want?"

"Hehe, I want..."

Ziran slowly leaned over and whispered a few words into Chu Feng's ear.

The color of Chu Feng's face changed in an instant.

"How about it?"

"That is easy!"

Saying this, Chu Feng stood up.