Yunnie began to learn how to make wine.
Because among Master's current preferences, this is the only one that is relatively obvious.
Then let’s start with fine wine, work hard to dig deeper, and help the master find his joy again.
Sometimes, if you don’t do something, you don’t feel that it matters, but when you do it, you can discover the fun in it.
For example, Yun Nie had never paid much attention to his hobbies, but now he realized that he seemed to have a bit of a hoarding habit.
Make wine, brew a hundred or eighty jars of wine with different flavors!
After learning about Yun Nie's ambitions, Sang Yue was moved and said, "Good boy, Master doesn't have to drink so much."
Yun Nie: No, whether the master drinks or not is one thing, and whether I drink or not is another thing.
It feels so good to have my ring filled.
Yun Nie said seriously: "In the future, if you don't have any wine, you can take it from the stock."
He had a strong sense of crisis, which made Sang Yue feel a little amused and helpless. Never mind, if the child likes it, let him do it. It's not a big deal.
Wine cannot be brewed in a day or two, so Sang Yue could not immediately drink the filial wine brewed by his novice apprentice.
But don't worry, apart from the wine, Yun Nie still showed a very persistent filial piety.
He picked up a bag of chestnuts in the autumn and jumped across the mountain stream filled with fallen leaves, followed by the white-feathered cranes on tall legs.
I roasted chestnuts over the fire and peeled them one by one for my master to eat. As a result, when I looked up, a sweet and tender chestnut kernel was stuffed into his mouth.
Sang Yue smiled and opened his hands, his palms were full of chestnut kernels.
Yunnie: ...
The boy lowered his head and reflected that he was peeling too slowly. He would definitely speed up next time!
He picked a few frozen orange-red fruits from the branches in winter, stuffed his ring with wine jars, and put it in his clothes. He hurried back to the cave, sweating profusely.
Sang Yue said that this thing is called persimmon, and if it is frozen, it can be softened by soaking in cold water.
After it was softened, he carefully held it up, sucked the skin, and took a sip. The juicy fruit puree flowed into his mouth like honey, which was cool and refreshing, and so sweet that Yun Nie's eyes lit up.
"Master, don't you want to eat?"
"Master doesn't want to eat, so Xiao Nie will eat it."
When he said this, Sang Yue was lying on the jade bed reading a book, and he didn't seem to have any interest in these fruits.
A hand tugged at his sleeve, and a sweet-looking fiery red persimmon lay softly in the young man's thin palm, and was presented to him firmly and without rejection.
"Master, if he eats, his clothes won't get dirty." Yun Nie said stubbornly.
Sang Yue looked at him, smiled helplessly, and lowered his head to take a bite.
After taking a bite, his expression changed slightly. He licked the juice on his soft lips and said, "It seems... quite sweet."
So Sang Yue ate the whole persimmon.
That’s great, Master likes to eat sweet fruits.
In this way, Yun Nie discovered another preference of Sang Yue.
So Yun Nie climbed up the tree to pick the purple-red cherries, and picked the biggest and most beautiful ones to bring back to the cave.
The fruit trees all over the mountains were rich in sweetness. He picked peaches, apples, lychees, and dates... Then he discovered another hobby of Sang Yue: he liked beautiful things.
The master is a little silly.
While Yun Nie was thinking this, Sang Yue was picking peaches.
Sang Yue firmly chose a peach that looked a little green but was of perfect quality, and gave up a peach that was ripe and full of sweet fruity aroma but had a scar.
Although it tasted a bit sour after taking a bite...I still ate it.
Sang Yue had a good appetite recently and ate a lot, but...
Sang Yue took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly: "Xiao Nie, do you think this is not good?"
Yun Nie: “?”
I don't feel like anything is wrong recently.
Sang Yue said worriedly: "You are only seventeen years old, only seventeen years old, don't hang around an old man like me all day long! You should play more with people of your own age and develop more of your own interests and hobbies!"
"Yes." Yunnie said, "I have a hobby."
Sang Yue was surprised and curious: "What is it?"
Yun Nie counted on his fingers and gave examples: "Picking fruit, brewing wine, eating, practicing, sleeping..." and feeding the master, but it seemed too offensive to say it out loud, so he didn't say it.
Sang Yue let out a long sigh.
Yun Nie looked at him quietly, not understanding why Sang Yue was like this.
Sang Yue asked: "You can go to the cafeteria to get your meals yourself, why do you still need me to do it for you?"
The reason he asked this was that a few days ago, Yun Nie already knew the way to the cafeteria, but he still asked his master to bring him food.
His reason was that he liked all the food, so it was difficult to choose, so he asked Sang Yue to bring back the food that Sang Yue liked.
Yun Nie lowered his head slightly, his back straight and precise: "I've already told you the reason."
A warm hand was placed on Yun Nie's hair, and Sang Yue asked, "Do you think Master is stupid and can't see anything?"
Yun Nie shook his head quickly.
Sang Yue said, "If that's the case, then you should understand that Master is worried about you just as much as you are worried about Master. Don't do to others what you don't want done to you. Xiao Nie, isn't it time to let Master be more at ease?"
After a long time, Yun Nie turned his face and rubbed Sang Yue's palm.
She opened her pale pink lips slightly and whispered, "I understand, Master."
That's right, he wanted his master to move around more, as if if he had something to do, he wouldn't be in a daze all the time.
But Master is also worried about me... Since I am still concerned, maybe there is no need to be too nervous.
Sang Yue pinched Yun Nie's cheek affectionately: "Be good, you are still young, don't worry about this and that like an adult so early, do what your age should do, it will be too late if you miss it."
Yun Nie suddenly became curious: "Master, what does it look like to be seventeen years old?"
This question stumped Sang Yue. Seventeen years old was three hundred years ago, and his memory has been particularly bad in recent years.
But he didn't want to be perfunctory or deceive Yun Nie, so he held his chin with his hand, closed his eyes, and said, "Let me think about it."
Yun Nie sat quietly opposite him, then quietly raised his head and looked at his master carefully.
The master was recalling something very seriously, and suddenly he smiled, it seemed that he remembered it.
He became quieter and more focused, not wanting to miss a single thing.
Sang Yue said that when he was seventeen years old, he was very different from Yun Nie. He had a very flamboyant, arrogant and conceited personality, and therefore offended many people.
"Why?" He didn't quite understand.
Sang Yue said: "Because I used to have everything, including power, money, talent, and beauty, I lived a life of luxury for too long, and was praised too highly by the people around me, so I've gotten used to it..."
Sang Yue said that he once challenged a well-known senior and defeated him, smiling and saying "not bad". He thought he had a good attitude, but in fact his attitude was frivolous and arrogant, which made the other party very angry.
He had rejected the favor of powerful men from high-ranking families three times in a row, unwilling to be their apprentice, which made the powerful men leave in a huff.
He also once rejected a suitor by publicly mocking him as a toad wanting to eat swan flesh, which made the suitor feel so ashamed that he fled on the spot.
Yun Nie was listening fascinatedly. A young, lively and outspoken Sang Yue slowly appeared before his eyes. He was very different from the current Sang Yue, but they were similar in some ways.
He is a little bit bad, but when he is bad, he definitely has that kind of confident and gentle smile on his face. He is a little bit childish, but in his childishness, he has the brilliance of a young man full of vigor and vitality.
The seventeen-year-old Sang Yue is very different from the current Sang Yue.
Is it the passage of time that has allowed Sang Yue to grow up slowly, so that his edges and corners have been smoothed out and he has become the gentle and amiable person he is now?
"I was born late." Yun Nie felt a little regretful, "I wish I had met my master earlier."
Sang Yue laughed, and ruffled Yun Nie's neat hair with his hands, making him look dazed before he was satisfied: "How silly! If it were my old self, I might not have been able to see you. So, it's fine now. And the way I was before... there's nothing to aspire to. It's not good. Don't learn from me."
Sang Yue said that he defeated his predecessor, but was retaliated by the opponent's relatives and friends as soon as he left the city.
He was indeed a genius, and he dared to refuse the powerful's offer to become his disciple without hesitation. However, these three consecutive refusals also resulted in the fact that when his family was in trouble, the powerful family not only did not lend a helping hand, but was the first to add insult to injury.
And he was also right. The pursuer was not worthy of carrying his shoes, but he was so arrogant that he didn't take the other party seriously at all, so he couldn't prevent the other party from holding a grudge and secretly tripping him up.
Yun Nie thought for a while and came to a conclusion: It must be because the master did not teach like a master!
Sang Yue couldn't help laughing. After thinking about it carefully, he found that what Yun Nie said was not wrong.
So he pinched Yun Nie's cheek and said, "Well, that's true. So, Xiao Nie, be obedient and the master will protect you."
On second thought, Yun Nie is very different from him. There is no need to worry that Yun Nie will act arrogantly and domineeringly like he did before. On the contrary, he should be allowed to be more outgoing and confident, or in other words, not so mature, and make proper use of his master.
So Sang Yue added: "Don't be afraid if you encounter something outside. It's okay to be a little crazy. Master is very powerful and can protect Xiao Nie. But remember to protect yourself and don't fall into a dead end easily."
Yun Nie's eyes sparkled as he listened and he nodded vigorously.
He forgot that his hair was a tangled mess and when he nodded his head, it bounced up and down in a big puff.
So Sang Yue was forced to break his serious expression again, and he smiled and hugged the person into his arms, kneading him hard.
"Master...how did it become...like this now..."
Yun Nie's speech became unclear due to the rubbing. He leaned on Sang Yue's chest and asked in a daze.
Sang Yue's force was a little lighter, but then it became heavier again. His smile seemed full of indifference: "It's been too long, Master has forgotten it."
Oh, I see.
Since Master doesn’t want to say it, forget it.
Yun Nie grabbed Sang Yue's collar and pressed his face against his chest.
This way, the master couldn't rub his own face. Although Yun Nie would rub it for him if the master wanted to, but... the rubbing time was too long!
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