In this way, Xie Yun understood what she meant.

But he was not annoyed by it. After all, masters have strong personalities and are not easy to deal with. He never thought that he could succeed in one go.

If you want to bring an expert on board, you need to have enough patience and sincerity.

Since winning over the other party failed, Xie Yun expressed his intention to cooperate.

Shen Yizi's interest was immediately piqued, and the smile on his face became much more sincere.

As the imperial concubine's flower-seeking envoy, Xie Yun was only a small city lord on the surface, but he was actually not short of money. In addition, he wanted to show his goodwill to Shen Yizhi, so the price he offered was very much in line with Shen Yizhi's wishes.

The price varies depending on the variety and rarity, but a pot can be sold for as little as a hundred taels of silver, or even thousands or tens of thousands.

Shen Yizhi discovered that he judged the rarity of flowers based on the performance of the Purple Cloud Butterfly. The longer the Purple Cloud Butterfly stayed on a flower, the higher the price he offered.

The attraction of a flower to the purple cloud butterfly is closely related to the richness of the spiritual energy it contains.

Simply put, the richer the spiritual energy of a flower, the more attractive it is to the Purple Cloud Butterfly, and in Xie Yun's view, the more precious it is.

After figuring this out, Shen Yizi finally understood why Xie Yun was so passionate about these flowers.

He is undoubtedly a mortal, but he can control spiritual creatures such as the Purple Cloud Butterfly - although the level is very low, which means that there must be a cultivator standing behind him.

And most likely he bought these flowers to give to the monk.

What kind of cultivator would need a large amount of flowers that contain spiritual energy? Shen Yizhi asked Yichang.

"Of course, it's the people who need spiritual plants for cultivation." Yi Chang said lazily, "In this vast world, there are endless and bizarre methods of cultivation. Not to mention using spiritual plants for cultivation, even using fetuses for cultivation is not surprising."

"Are there people who use fetuses for cultivation?" Shen Yizi felt disgusted.

"These are the evil cultivators. The paths they take are extremely bloody and they are hated by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation. However, such extreme methods can often lead to rapid progress in the early stages, so there are always some people who take the evil path, although they often end up miserably in the end." Yichang obviously did not have a good impression of the evil cultivators.

"Compared with this kind of evil cultivator, those who practice with spiritual plants can be said to be very upright." Yi Chang added.

In that case, there's no problem in selling these spiritual plants to him.

The imperial concubine in the palace didn't know that her true identity had been seen through by a "village girl" thousands of miles away.

After the cooperation was agreed, Xie Yun immediately bought the two pots of flowers that Zi Yundie liked the most and had them carefully moved to the carriage.

It happened to be time for lunch, so Shen Yizi took the opportunity to invite him to stay for lunch.

Xie Yun glanced at the scorching sun in the sky and nodded in agreement.

It is the hottest time of the day now, and it is really painful to travel. Besides, this yard is so cool and comfortable that people don't want to leave.

Xie Yun teased Qing Bao who was playing in the sand and asked questions like "How old are you?" and "Can you read?"

Seeing Qing Bao's eloquent and clear articulation, I liked him even more.

Seeing that Qianwu and Kunsan did not speak and behave like ordinary servants, he thought more highly of Shen Yizi.

"Sir, I'll toast you." At the dinner table, Shen Yizhi raised his glass to Xie Yun.

"Haha, Yizhi, I am a little older than you. If you are not shy, just call me uncle."

Xie Yunhan said with a smile.

Shen Yizhi readily responded: "Uncle."

Xie Yun laughed out loud, looking very happy, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

When he shouted, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The Imperial Concubine once gifted him a pot of Luofuchun, saying that it was brewed by Luofu Taoist priests using the clear spring water from Luofu Mountain over many years, and its fragrance was unparalleled in the world.

He once believed this so much that he kept the pot of wine hidden away and only took a sip from it when he felt the urge to drink.

However, after drinking this glass of wine, he finally knew what truly good wine tasted like.

It doesn't have an overly mellow and intoxicating aroma, but when you drink it and it goes into your stomach, you'll feel like you're in the clouds, and as you look up and down, it seems as if everything in the world is insignificant.

"Niece Yizhi, what kind of wine is this?"

"The Immortal is Drunk."

"The Immortal is Drunk, the Immortal is Drunk... Good wine, good wine!"

Then, Xie Yun knocked his head against the table and passed out drunk.

Shen Yizi was stunned. Xie Yun’s alcohol tolerance was too low. He got drunk after just one glass.

"Qianwu, move him to the guest room."

It was such a waste of all the delicious food she cooked. It seemed that Xie Yun didn't get to enjoy it.

But there are still a few big eaters here, so there is no need to worry about wasting.

Shen Yizhi invited Kun San and Qian Wu, who had just sent someone back, to sit down, and they all had a delicious meal.

Xie Yun slept until mid-afternoon. When he woke up, bright sunlight filtered through the screen window, casting bright spots of light on the flat ground.

A gust of wind blew outside, and the branches were rustling, which sounded very comfortable.

The air is filled with refreshing floral scent.

The quietness of the farmyard on this summer afternoon made Xie Yun feel as if he had returned to his childhood.

But the trance only lasted for a moment. He soon came to his senses and realized that he was drunk in someone else's house, and felt embarrassed.

Thinking of the "culprit" that made him drunk, he subconsciously smacked his lips, and the intoxicated feeling seemed to still linger on the tip of his tongue.

He remembered that he seemed to have asked Shen Yizhi before he got drunk, what was the name of the wine?

Xianrenzui, yes, that’s the name.

Even an immortal would get drunk after drinking, let alone a mortal like him?

But the wine was really good. After tasting it once, he couldn't forget it.

I wonder if my niece has any more? Even if he spends a fortune, he is willing to buy a pot.

Unexpectedly, before he could ask, Shen Yizi took the initiative to offer the wine.

Her return gift included a jar of Immortal Drunk.

A whole jar.

Xie Yun was so happy at this moment, and looked at Shen Yizhi with extremely eager eyes.

Shen Yizi felt a little frightened by his gaze. Could it be that this old man had some inappropriate thoughts about her?

"My dear niece, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. In my life, I don't care about fame or money, but I only want this drink. Your jar of Immortal Wine really touches my heart. Although your uncle doesn't have much ability, he is the lord of a city after all. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. I will never refuse to do anything I can do."

Shen Yizhi smiled and agreed: "Okay, then I will have to bother uncle in the future."

“Hahahaha, no problem.”