The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

Yang Fan didn't know that another crisis was coming to him quietly.

He bought more than fifty jars of rice wine and fruit wine in a wine shop not far from home and hired someone to deliver it to his home in a car.

The journey to Tokyo Bianliang is long. Yang Fan is preparing to brew some fine wine and sell it for another trip. At the same time, he also wants to send a few jars of fine wine to his friends before leaving as a souvenir. After all, I don’t know when I will be able to return to Hangzhou when I go to Bianjing.

Yang Fan made perfect, and more than fifty jars of low-degree rice wine were quickly distilled and purified repeatedly by him, and he obtained five jars of high-degree white wine.

This time, Yang Fan found some methods. He recalled the words that the bartender once said about free mixing. He then took small doses of fruit wine of different flavors and repeatedly blended them, and finally mixed them into ten pots of wine with different flavors.

Of course, the wine made by Yang Fan himself is still incomparable to cocktails from later generations, but this is a kind of progress and a kind of self-transcendence.

"It smells so good! Brother Yang, isn't it very time for me to come?" Ye Xiaoqian shouted lightly and walked in from outside the door.

In the past half a month, she has become familiar with Yang Fan. She knows that Yang Fan is approachable and not so well-behaved, so she acts very freely in front of Yang Fan, and coming to Yang Fan's house is as easy as entering her own.

"You are so dog-sniff! I'm afraid you're scented when you're sleeping at home and came over to hurry up?" Yang Fan joked. He put up ten pots of wine and continued, "Xiaoqian, you're here just right! Let's pick a pot by yourself!"

Ye Xiaoqian's smart eyes blinked and then sniffed each wine pot one by one, pointed at each, deliberately acting cute and said: "This! This! This! I want it all!"

Yang Fan was speechless, raised a finger and said, "You can only choose one pot!"

"My! mine! Everything is mine!" Ye Xiaoqian shouted sweetly and hugged all the wine pots, like a hen protecting a chicken, as if she was afraid that Yang Fan would rob her.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I said, Xiaoqian, are you a drunkard? You look like a bandit when you see wine!"

"Just laugh at me! I don't care! Anyway, you owe me three jars of fine wine, so these ten pots of wine will be regarded as paying off your debt!" Ye Xiaoqian snorted, letting Yang Fan make a sarcasm, unmoved, and still protecting all the pots.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and smiled helplessly: "You really defeated me! Forget it, you can take it all! You can't make friends carefully!"

"Take it seriously?" Ye Xiaoqian immediately smiled happily, "I knew that Brother Yang was not a stingy person and would not care about these things with my younger sister!"

Yang Fan laughed silently and said that he could brew wine again, so he would not care about Ye Xiaoqian. Ye Xiaoqian likes the fine wine Yang Fan brews so much, which is a kind of fun in itself for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan told Ye Xiaoqian about his preparation to go to Bianjing, and Ye Xiaoqian followed him, but Yang Fan refused. The future of going to Bianjing is uncertain. After all, Ye Xiaoqian is still a daughter, and her father will not allow her daughter to travel far.

Ye Xiaoqian was a little disappointed, but the man was determined to be in all directions, so she naturally wanted to support her.

"By the way! Brother Yang, my father said he admires you very much and wants to meet you. Please come to my house as a guest! Brother Yang, you are about to travel far away. My younger sister is eating and drinking for you every day. I will make delicious food for you. How about seeing you off in advance?"

"Ling Zun is the four famous arresters of the Song Dynasty, and I want to see him too!"

Yang Fan nodded in agreement, saying that it was better to choose a day than to meet the day. Ye Xiaoqian took Yang Fan to her house and did not forget to pack ten pots of fine wine together before leaving.

The two of them were joking and heading straight to the Ye family. On the way, Yang Fan asked about Ye Xiaoqian's father Ye Rui's preferences and taboos, and knew it.

Soon, the two of them came to Ye Mansion in the east of the city.

This is a house with two entrances and two exits, far less than the magnificent style of the Su Mansion, but it is very unique, with plum blossoms planted in the courtyard.

Hangzhou in April is when plum blossoms bloom. The wind blows over, and the plum blossoms dance, and the fragrance is everywhere.

Ye Ruinian is about forty, with a square face and thick eyebrows, and a big tall man.

When Ye Xiaoqian brought Yang Fan in, Ye Rui was practicing martial arts in the yard.

He made a golden back chopping mountain knife, sharp and domineering in the sword style, and each knife slashed like a huge wave slamming the stone. It was similar to the sword technique that Ye Xiaoqian practiced, but it was less feminine and more seven points more fierce.

Yang Fan knew very well that in the era of cold weapons, it was extremely important to know some skills to defend himself. What's more, the Song generals in twenty years later fell into war. Having time to stay with him would be more than one life. It was rare to see someone using a sharp sword technique, and he was immediately fascinated by it.

Ye Xiaoqian wanted to call her father, but when she saw Yang Fan's expression, she smiled and simply stayed by his side to watch.

Ye Rui, one of the four famous arrests in the Song Dynasty, was not a fame? He had already felt that his daughter was back and brought someone with him.

He deliberately waited for his daughter to call him, but he had not seen his daughter move for a long time. He couldn't help but look curiously, and then he found that his daughter was taking a man to watch him practice martial arts.

The ancients were most taboo to peek at others in practicing martial arts without permission, especially the Ye family's sword technique, which was even more stingy. Ye Rui frowned and was a little angry, so he immediately put away the knife and walked over.

Ye Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes rolled around. Seeing his father coming over with an unhappy look, she immediately said: "Dad, you hate it! You pretend not to hear it when your daughter called you several times! You made the customer wait for a long time!"

Ye Rui was about to ask questions, but when he heard his daughter beating him, he staggered and almost fell into trouble.

"Is that true?" Ye Rui smiled bitterly, and squeezed out two words from his teeth. He glared at his daughter angrily. Since his daughter was helping outsiders, he could no longer blame the outsiders for peeking at him practicing martial arts.

Ye Xiaoqian playedfully stuck out her tongue, took the initiative to step forward and took Ye Rui's arm, and introduced to him: "Dad, this is the hero Yang Fan and Yang who have always wanted to see who have bravely entered the Fushan Mountain in Lake and Fushan!"

Yang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him, "Junior Yang Fan, have you seen Senior Ye!"

Ye Rui always wanted to see Yang Fan. When he heard that it was his daughter who brought him, he was very happy. However, when he saw Yang Fan's appearance, he was suddenly stunned and blurted out: "So you are Yang Fan! You-you are not dead?"

Is this a situation?

When you meet, you ask you "Do you die or not", which is hard to accept. Yang Fan immediately frowned, not knowing which Ye Rui sang.

Even Ye Xiaoqian, who was standing beside her, was dazed. When she saw the scene, she immediately said coquettishly: "Dad, how can you speak like this?"

Ye Rui seemed to be silent. He stared at Yang Fan and asked again with a complicated expression: "You are really not dead?"

Yang Fan was speechless. If it were someone else, he would have gone crazy at this moment, but the other party was Ye Xiaoqian's father. Yang Fan held back and asked with a slight smile: "Where did Senior Ye start with this? Could it be that we have seen it before? But I have no impression of it?"

Seeing Yang Fan's expression was confused, Ye Rui continued to ask, "You really don't remember me? We saw it at Jingde Temple in Lingyin Mountain five years ago. I was ordered to protect you at that time, but unexpectedly we were attacked that night. You fled to Feilai Peak and unfortunately fell off the cliff!"

Five years ago?

Yang Fan immediately smiled bitterly and said, "I think Senior Ye may have recognized the wrong person! He is just a newcomer and has been in Hangzhou for about a month!"

Ye Xiaoqian, on the side, hurriedly echoed: "Yes! Brother Yang has indeed come to Hangzhou not long ago. How could it be him five years ago? Father, you must have recognized the wrong person!"

After all, Ye Rui was a magical captain. After a brief shock, he quickly recovered his calmness and smiled bitterly: "It seems that I have recognized the wrong person! But there is such a coincidence in this world. It's fine if the same name and surname are just right, but he looks exactly the same. He is really bizarre! Don't blame Mr. Yang!"

"It's okay!" Yang Fan said with a smile, and he guessed that the other party must have recognized the wrong person.

However, Yang Fan was always curious, so he asked more questions, wanting to know why Ye Rui mistakenly thought it was him.

Ye Rui was reluctant to answer, but he still mentioned it simply.

It turned out that five years ago, Ye Rui was one of the four famous arrests of the Song Dynasty and served as the chief of the Hangzhou Prefecture. One day, the prefect suddenly ordered him to go to Jingde Temple in Lingyin Mountain to protect a young man named "Yang Fan". Ye Rui was not willing but went there anyway. But that night, the man named "Yang Fan" was attacked by a group of killers. Ye Rui was outnumbered and watched helplessly as "Yang Fan" was killed and his body fell on a cliff.

Yang Fan was surprised that the same name and surname looked exactly the same. Although this probability is very small, it is possible that genetic gene abortion phenomenon cannot be ruled out. Yang Fan was really surprised that the other party actually had an accident in Jingde Temple in Lingyin Mountain. Is this related to his time traveling here?

At this time, Ye Xiaoqian suddenly sighed and said, "My father resigned because of that incident. He has been feeling guilty and depressed for that incident over the years!"

Yang Fan then advised: "Senior Ye doesn't have to feel guilty. The other party is a group of powerful killers. You only have one person. You have tried your best. I think no one will blame you!"

"You don't understand! Many things are not as simple as the surface! If I hadn't been too arrogant back then, if it weren't for the appearance of that person, maybe something wouldn't have happened!" Ye Rui was in a bad mood and stopped talking halfway. He asked Ye Xiaoqian to accompany Yang Fan, and he went out to relax.

What kind of hospitality method is this?

Yang Fan was quite speechless, but he felt that Ye Rui seemed to have hidden something on purpose. The case five years ago was definitely not as simple as he said.

Ye Xiaoqian's eyes were lively, and she was born with eyes that could see through people's hearts. She smiled and said, "Brother Yang, don't take it to your heart. My father is very taboo about that matter. When I asked him before, he would immediately scold him. It's so fierce."

Yang Fan immediately smiled and said, "Will you give me a lot of face today?"

Ye Xiaoqian burst into laughter and said softly: "It's good that you know! But this girl will compensate you!"

"Compensation? How to compensate? Could it be that you want to give yourself a promise?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up and he suddenly smiled wickedly. He was deliberately teasing Ye Xiaoqian to express his dissatisfaction with her father Ye Rui.

"Stop being so stinky!" Ye Xiaoqian spat, her beautiful eyes crossed Yang Fan, and then said with a giggle: "Wait! Today, the chef went back to the countryside to visit relatives! So I decided to cook a few side dishes for you to try! You should know that this girl is the first time she cooks for others. You have a good taste. See how good I treat you. Remember to brew a few more pots of fine wine to repay me in the future!"

Yang Fan was stunned, then sweated, and the first time he cooked? Can he eat it?

"That, I don't think it's necessary! Let's go out and eat!"

"Why do you have to go out to eat? Waste more money! Besides, the dishes outside are not as clean as homemade!"

"Hey, why don't you talk anymore!"

"What's your expression?"
Chapter completed!