Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 297 - 286: I Refuse to Believe I Can’t Invite This Deity!

Chapter 297: Chapter 286: I Refuse to Believe I Can’t Invite This Deity!

Zhang San brought Shang Bufa to a small tavern.

He ordered a small pot of Green Ant Wine for Shang Bufa, and then asked the server to bring over two wine bowls.

After the server brought everything over, Zhang San poured a bowl of Green Ant for Shang Bufa.

It was the first time Zhang San had seen such a clear Green Ant Wine; it looked incredibly translucent.

Indeed, the stuff from the capital is better than from anywhere else!

No wonder they say it’s better to be reborn as a dog in the capital.

Then, Zhang San poured himself a bowl from the jar of Yellow Glutinous he got from Pharaoh.

"Long time no see, let’s drink to that," he said.

As he spoke, Zhang San raised his bowl and downed it in one gulp.

Shang Bufa frowned at Zhang San and said, "Didn’t we just meet this morning?"

"Oh? Did we? If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Let’s drink."

Shang Bufa poured the Green Ant from his own bowl back into the pot, then looked at the jar that Zhang San was holding with his hand.

"Are you saying you get to drink the Yellow Glutinous while you give me the Green Ant? Being stingy shouldn’t be like this, right?"

Zhang San laughed awkwardly.

"This Yellow Glutinous doesn’t taste good. I had a friend before, he would get headaches from drinking Yellow Glutinous, but no issues with Green Ant."

"Get lost! Like I’d believe that!"

Saying so, Shang Bufa snatched the jar from Zhang San and poured himself a bowl, taking a large sip.

"This wine’s not bad at all! I must have had something similar before. There’s still a bit of the Green Ant flavor in the bowl, mixing the tastes. It’s like the jar of Yellow Glutinous that my grandfather brought back for someone during New Year’s visits."

"Whatever, let’s drink."

At that moment, Zhang San vaguely guessed it might be because the Head of the Merchant Clan had visited Pharaoh, and Pharaoh had gifted a jar of Yellow Glutinous Wine.

It seems like his master had a good stock.

"I just arrived in Daxing City and don’t have many friends, it’s quite boring. I thought it would be better to invite you out for a drink than to mope around."

Shang Bufa poured himself another bowl and then looked at Zhang San with a puzzled face, retorting, "Didn’t you get into trouble today? Have you dealt with it?"

Zhang San pretended to be oblivious and responded, "What trouble did I cause?"

Shang Bufa shook his head.

"I’m not sure. I went home after reporting to the Ministry of Punishment. Right when I got home, my dad came to ask if I knew you and told me not to associate too much with you. From the sound of it, I knew you must’ve gotten yourself into trouble, or offended someone."

Zhang San heaved a sigh and said, "Then I must have offended someone. After all, as someone who stands for justice like me, offending some big villains with ill intentions is quite normal."

Shang Bufa rolled his eyes as if silently watching Zhang San’s performance and continued to drink.

Zhang San noticed that Shang Bufa was drinking a bit too much and quickly grabbed the jar away from him.

"There’s only half a jar left, let’s drink sparingly. Besides, it’s a bit dull with just the two of us."

Shang Bufa nodded in agreement. Lately, he had grown accustomed to hanging out with Zhang San and others like Big Head Wang Ziteng.

Now that there were just the two of them, it somehow felt empty.

"Where are Big Head Wang and Wang Ziteng? Call them out for a drink too."

"They’re busy with work."

"Eh? Don’t you have work?"

"Is it possible that they’re actually busy with my work?"

Shang Bufa sighed inwardly: It still has to be you!

"Speaking of which, I have two good friends in the capital, and they’re also from Legalism, just not from our Merchant Clan. Do you want to meet them?"

"What’s their character like? I don’t make friends with people of bad character."

Zhang San was secretly thrilled. One of his purposes in calling Shang Bufa out this time was to learn more about the capital, especially the situation of the four Legalist families, and he also wanted to meet more people.

The more friends you know, the more connections you naturally have.

"Rest assured, the friends of Shang Bufa definitely have character like this!" said Shang Bufa, giving a thumbs up.

After the two of them finished sharing the Green Ant Wine, they left the small tavern to look for others.

A short while later, Shang Bufa went to the Shen Family, and called out Shen Bao.

Then he went to the Head of the Shen Family and called out the youngest son, Shen Zhongdian.

Now, the four of them found another tavern, sat on the second floor, looked at the scenery outside the window, and enjoyed the wine in their bowls.

"Let me introduce you, this is Shen Bao from the Shen Family. Don’t judge Shen Bao by his weight, he is quite nimble!"

The amiable and friendly Shen Bao grinned at Zhang San with a chuckle.

"This here is the youngest son of the Head of the Shen Family. When it comes to the four Legalist families, currently, both the Shen Family and our own are headed by the middle generation, as opposed to the Merchant Clan and the Han Family, which are still under the control of the older generation."

"This is my friend Zhang San who I met on my trip to Chuan-Yu Road."

Zhang San immediately clinked bowls with Shen Bao and Shen Zhongdian. He then took out his jar of Yellow Glutinous Rice Wine and poured for the two of them.

At first, Shen Bao was somewhat dismissive, feeling that the wine jar Zhang San was holding had always been unsealed and might not be clean.

But after taking a sip, Shen Bao’s eyes lit up.

"This tastes exactly like the wine I sneaked from my dad’s jar back then. Brother Zhang San, where did you get it?"

Zhang San chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, now that we’re brothers, if you like it, I, Zhang San, will find a way to get it for you!"

Shen Bao’s approval of Zhang San shot up to one hundred percent in an instant.

Seeing Shen Bao drink the wine and not have any adverse reactions, Shen Zhongdian then picked up his bowl.

It had to be said, Shen Zhongdian was indeed as cautious as his name suggested.

Very cautious.

But Zhang San wasn’t in a rush to get chummy with everyone immediately. After all, at the drinking table, as long as the mood is good, everyone can quickly become friends.