Travel through the heavens

Fang Muye's words made the two of them fall into silence, each with their own thoughts in their hearts. He Xiaolan came over with two packets of medicine, breaking the strange silence and said, "Master Shen, your medicine is ready."

Yang Tiancong came back to his senses and said, "God, take one packet of these two packets of medicine every day. Boil two bowls of water to make one bowl and drink it."

Fang Muye took the medicine and asked, "Doctor Yang, how much is the consultation fee?"

Yang Tianchun smiled and refused: "Thanks to the care of the God, my clinic has been free from the harassment of scoundrels. Forget the consultation fee and medicine fee."

Fang Muye didn't act pretentiously. He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, Doctor Yang, and Miss Xiaolan. I'll take my leave now."

After bidding farewell to Yang Tianchun and He Xiaolan, Fang Muye carried the medicine and strolled towards his residence amid the greetings of "God" along the way. If he saw little beggars begging on the road, he would buy a few steamed buns for them.

Although Fang Muye is powerless to change this chaotic world, he will always do what he can. He does not seek to leave a good reputation, but only to be true to his conscience.

Turning around and walking into the stone-paved alley where I lived, I saw an old man in his fifties, wearing a black melon-shaped hat, walking slowly towards me with a fish in his hand.

Fang Muye grinned: "Uncle Yu, what a coincidence, you just came back?"

Shiban Hutong is a small alley with a total of three households. In Fang Muye’s home, the one living on the left is Uncle Yu, who just moved in from the west of the city two days ago. At that time, Fang Muye helped move some things.

Uncle Yu responded with a smile: "The God is off duty." Seeing the medicine bag in Fang Muye's hand, he asked again: "Are you feeling unwell, God?"

Fang Muye said: "It's just that the liver fire is strong. Doctor Yang prescribed some medicine to relieve the liver fire."

"The medicine prescribed by Doctor Yang is naturally effective in curing diseases." Yang Tianchun's superb medical skills are well known in Jiaxing Prefecture.

Uncle Yu continued, "I haven't thanked you for your help two days ago. I just got a fresh crucian carp. If you haven't had dinner yet, why don't you come to my house and have a taste of it?"

Fang Muye smiled and said, "Then I am sorry to bother you. I just happen to have a jar of good wine at home. I will go back and get it and have a few drinks with Master Yu."

Uncle Yu smiled heartily: "That's great, I have nothing better to do now than to have a few drinks."

At that moment, Uncle Yu went back to prepare, and Fang Muye also went home to get some wine.

Since taking the elixir of immortality, Fang Muye has never felt hungry in the few days since he traveled to this world. He even tried fasting for a day to make sure that he really didn't need to eat.

Think about the movie "The Myth", Yu Shu and Nangong Yan stayed in the underground imperial mausoleum for more than two thousand years. They probably had no food to eat, but they still survived. It seems that the elixir of immortality can not only make people immortal, but also has the effect of fasting.

When Fang Muye eats now, it is just to pretend to eat in front of others or to satisfy his appetite.

Fang Muye walked into the room, threw the medicine bag and sword on the table, then picked up a jar of wine from the jars left by his predecessor, turned around and went to Uncle Yu's house next door.

Uncle Yu had already started working in the kitchen. When he saw Fang Muye coming, he said, "Sit down for a while, Master. You can eat soon."

Fang Muye did not go over to cause trouble. He responded and sat down at the stone table in the yard.

Uncle Yu cooked very quickly, and soon, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes were placed on the stone table.

After Uncle Yu took the bowl and chopsticks and sat down, Fang Muye opened the wine seal and poured two bowls of wine. Then he picked up his own bowl and said, "Uncle Yu, you have worked hard. I'll toast you first." After saying that, he drank it in one gulp.

Uncle Yu picked up the wine bowl with a smile, and after Fang Muye drank it down, he smacked his lips and said slowly, "Good wine, mellow but not strong, with a long aftertaste. This is Yunhe Tower's Zui San Kong."

Fang Muye couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "Uncle Yu is amazing, he drinks it in one gulp." He picked up the wine jar and filled the bowl in front of Uncle Yu.

Uncle Yu pointed to the wine jar and said with a smile, "It's written on it."

Fang Muye looked over there and took a closer look. Sure enough, there were three embossed characters "Zui San Kong" on the jar, but they were not very obvious.

Fang Muye didn't feel embarrassed and laughed: "Mr. Yu has good eyesight."

Uncle Yu raised his chopsticks and gestured, "Sir, come and taste my cooking."

Fang Muye followed his instructions and put the dish into his mouth. His eyes lit up slightly. Although the ingredients were simple, the taste was really great. He couldn't help but praise it repeatedly: "Delicious! Delicious! I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good, Uncle Yu. You are not inferior to the chefs in the restaurant."

Uncle Yu smiled cheerfully: "If it tastes good, please eat more, God."

After Fang Muye had eaten some more food, Uncle Yu picked up the wine bowl and said, "I'll offer a bowl to the gods."

Fang Muye hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and drank it with Uncle Yu.

As the wine went down his throat, Uncle Yu narrowed his eyes, as if he was savoring the taste or recalling something, and he slowly said, "The Zui San Kong in Yunhe Tower is so delicious and rich that people can't help but get drunk. After getting drunk, they feel sad, worried, and sorrowful, so it got the name Zui San Kong."

"I have been wandering for half my life, and have traveled all over the world. I have tasted wines from all over the world, but this Zui San Kong is the only one that suits my taste. Now that I am old and can no longer run, I settled down in Jiaxing Prefecture because of this wine."

Fang Muye didn't expect that Uncle Yu had such an experience, so he asked, "Uncle Yu, who are you from?"

Uncle Yu's eyes wavered, and he said, "I am from Zhili."

Fang Muye asked again: "Is there anyone else at home?"

Uncle Yu said slowly, his voice a little low: "I still have a son, but I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know if he is doing well now."

"Then why don't you go back?" Fang Muye was a little puzzled.

Uncle Yu looked at something far away, sighed softly, and asked, "Who else is in the God's family?"

Fang Muye felt from Uncle Yu's eyes that he must be a man with a story, but Uncle Yu was unwilling to talk about it, so Fang Muye did not continue to ask, and answered his question: "I am alone, without any ties."

Although he said it in a carefree manner, he was not really free of worries. Lan Xing's parents were still hiding in the most secret corner of his heart and often appeared in his dreams late at night.

In the two worlds that Fang Muye traveled through, Nangong Yan and Shen Sanyan were both alone and had no family.

Oh, Uncle Fu should be considered half a family member.

Thinking of Uncle Fu, Fang Muye's eyes fell on Uncle Yu in front of him, and he said sincerely: "Uncle Yu, to be honest, I felt friendly when I saw you for the first time. You reminded me of an elder in my family. I called him Uncle Fu."

Uncle Yu asked curiously, "What about him now?"

"We parted earlier and I haven't heard from him since." Fang Muye sighed in his heart, not knowing what would happen to Uncle Fu after he left.

"We are in the same boat."

Uncle Yu sighed deeply, as if he felt sorry for Fang Muye's loneliness, and as if he was grieving that he had no home to return to when he was old. He silently picked up the full bowl of wine in front of him, mixed with the unspeakable feelings in his heart, and drank it all in one gulp.