Chapter 1378: 939道
A large bus was driving on a cent road filled with pastoral scenery.
The driver was a very passionate person, who wasn’t shy about stepping on the gas pedal. Occasionally, when he felt like it, he would perform thrilling overtakes on curves.
Jiang Chen closed his eyes for a nap, but due to the driver’s wild driving, he couldn’t sleep soundly. After opening his eyes multiple tis, he took out his phone to scroll through Starry Sky to pass the ti.
The situation in Myanmar was increasingly heating up, becoming the focus of attention for Shenzhou’s netizens, with various experts giving lively comntary online.
After defeating Kan Bang, Wei Yi’s isolated forces advanced rashly and encountered setbacks, clashing with an ard organization called the Nippon Patrol Independent Alliance.
Using Ping Li as the battlefield, both sides frequently clashed. In terms of combat ability, the Allied Army, equipped with top-notch international gear, undoubtedly had the upper hand. However, this Independent Alliance was quite crafty. After suffering a few losses, they adapted to the situation and began employing classic guerrilla tactics.
This left the Allied Army with no way to exert their strength, compounded by the fact that only small troops were stationed in Ping Li. Because of this, Wei Yi did not rashly advance, instead choosing to tug-of-war around Ping Li.
After all, there wasn’t a commanding directive, and there was no urgent ti pressure.
They weren’t actually firing bullets, but instead burning through money—though it wasn’t their own money.
Let’s see who can outlast the other.
Just while Jiang Chen took a catnap, he had no idea how much money Boss Jiang had already spent as a perfect financial backer, watching the fierce discussions online without a hint of pain.
“We’ve arrived at White Horse Pass.”
The bus ca to a stop.
With impressive driving skills, the driver shouted out and managed to arrive at least twenty minutes ahead of schedule.
Fortunately, there were no traffic caras on this kind of road, otherwise, his wages wouldn’t cover the point deductions, and he might have to forfeit his driver’s license, leaving him unable to earn a living.
“That was thrilling!”
Two passengers disembarked here.
The young driver, barely in his twenties, inadvertently glanced at the female passenger, whose gaze seed to be locked onto him like a magnet. His eyes widened, and he couldn’t bear to look away until she got off the bus.
“Are we going or not?”
“Stop rushing, rush like a fool!”
Only when the other passengers impatiently urged did he reluctantly press the button to close the bus doors.
“Is it here?”
Jiang Chen asked his companion next to him.
Of course, he didn’t co alone.
The Taoist nun sister nodded and, understandingly, walked ahead to lead the way.
Jiang Chen followed.
Since he missed ho, it was simple—just go back.
After all, he was planning to visit East Sea anyway.
He didn’t drive.
Though the Taoist nun sister was also a driver, it was too far, and even if they took turns driving, it would be exhausting.
Originally, Jiang Chen had invited Lan Peizhi, but unsurprisingly, he was refused.
At that ti, Jiang Chen was about to suggest stopping by to visit his uncle and aunt, since they were returning to Sichuan and Shu, but his innate survival instinct wisely made him swallow the words.
Last ti, he ca with Lan Peizhi and drove directly to the mountain’s foot. But the bus wasn’t as convenient, stopping only at designated stations. After following Tanki Liuli about half an hour from the road they got off at, the familiar tavern ca into view.
“Wait a mont.”
Jiang Chen asked Tanki Liuli to hold on, then walked into the tavern alone.
“Boss, do you still have your signature Pine Flower Brew here?”
“Yes, how much do you need?”
“Two jugs, please.”
The first ti, he hadn’t known anything, but this ti he definitely couldn’t forget the etiquette.
“How much? Ten thousand?”
When it ca ti to pay, even with Boss Jiang’s substantial wealth and generosity, he was taken aback.
“Boss, I’m also from Sichuan and Shu.”
Boss Jiang was smart, suspecting the owner was overcharging outsiders.
The jug wasn’t that big, estimating only about half a kilogram per jug. Two jugs made a kilogram, costing ten thousand—how could famous liquors outside compete?
“Custor, if you’re from Sichuan and Shu, you should know our Pine Flower Brew has always been sold at this price.”
Listening to the Sichuan and Shu accent was enough to tell, but the tavern owner didn’t point out Jiang Chen’s pretense.
No wonder that old immortal said it was unaffordable. At the ti, he thought it was a joke.
“Have you registered with the market supervision bureau?”
The tavern owner was montarily stunned, as this question had never been asked before, and began to introduce the displayed items at the counter, “Custor, we also have other wines. You can take a look.”
“Just kidding.”
Just a mont ago, Boss Jiang was serious, now he suddenly faintly smiled, “Two jugs of Pine Flower Brew, to-go.”
“Custor, our tavern’s Pine Flower Brew is made from mountain spring water collected during the early spring ice break, paired with pine flowers harvested the previous year, stored with special techniques, making it fundantally different from what’s outside.”
As the assistant went to get the wine, the owner explained to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen just nodded, unsure if he fully understood.
“Custor, here’s your wine.”
“Thank you.”
With two jugs of Pine Flower Brew valued like divine nectar, Jiang Chen turned to leave. As he walked out, the owner called after him, “Custor, are you buying the wine to visit the old Taoist on the mountain?”
“Hardly anyone would buy this wine to drink themselves.”
Without turning his head, Jiang Chen replied and walked out of the tavern.
The Taoist nun sister hadn’t moved ahead, still standing there.
But she was standing under the tavern’s awning.
Simple and silly are fundantally different.
“Let’s go.”
The two of them continued up the mountain.
“Have you ever bought wine for your master?”
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