Chapter 47: The Young Master of a Noble Family

  "Shopkeeper, bring up the wine on the table!" Cao Cao, drunk and boisterous, shouted loudly as soon as he entered the Lofty Building.

  Qin Feng almost choked to death after hearing that. Honestly, who could have known that Old Cao and Old Yuan looked like this when they were young?

  "Ah, it's Lord Cao and Lord Yuan who have arrived. Please come in, please hurry..." Just then, a middle-aged man emerged, smiling and welcoming them.

  Qin Feng walked in and saw that the hall was not much different from the theaters of later generations. On the stage, there were several women playing musical instruments and dancing, while the guests below drank wine and chatted. He couldn't help but think that these ancient wealthy people knew how to enjoy themselves, no worse than those of later generations. The food and drink were still purely natural and harmless.

  The three of them sat down in front of a low table on one side, which was a corridor with hollowed-out wooden carvings serving as dividers, forming separate spaces. After sitting down, they indulged in another round of heavy drinking.

  "Splendid, my friend! Taste this wine and see how it is? It's supposed to be the best in the world, I've heard it's called Du Kang. This is indeed a pleasure that dispels worries, as the saying goes: 'What can dispel worries? Only Du Kang!' Haha...!" Boss Cao smacked his lips, his eyes shining brightly.

  Qin Feng couldn't help but admire him greatly. Indeed, he was worthy of being called Boss Cao. Although he looked a bit more pampered, his heroic air was innate.

  "Haha, you're drunk! What's the point of being heroic and having worries that are hard to forget? You've got a good head on your shoulders, Zi Jin. Do you think what I'm saying is right?" Boss Yuan's eyes were blurry with drink, but he still couldn't back down.

  "Damn it!" Qin Feng blurted out.

  "Haha, you see, Zijin agrees with me. Come on, let's drink to the bottom of this cup." Cao Cao said excitedly as soon as he heard Qin Feng mention his name.

  Qin Feng was speechless for a moment, thinking that Old Cao's reputation in later generations would not be good, so he simply raised his cup.

  "Come here, shopkeeper!" Yuan Shao shouted in annoyance, though he wasn't really angry. When the shopkeeper came over, he yelled: "Shopkeeper, what's this Du Kang wine? Is it really the only one of its kind in Luoyang? I doubt it!"

  Everyone in the hall couldn't help but look over.

  The shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat. For the sake of his own reputation, he had to hold on. "Hehe, Lord Yuan, what are you talking about? These are the best wines."

  "Fart, it's clearly not good to drink at all!" Yuan Boss saw Cao Cao being pleased with himself and losing face, so he slapped the table in anger.

  The Yuan boss's family has four generations of three public officials, and they have a dignity that ordinary people don't have. The boss was shocked when he saw him and hastily said: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, it's not good to drink at all!" This person is a famous young master in Luoyang City, can't afford to offend him, let him say whatever he wants, I'm so unlucky today, I have to be more careful.

  "Nonsense! This is clearly the best wine. I, Cao Cao, have drunk countless wines, when have I ever been deceived by my eyes!" Old Cao glared back at the boss, equally furious.

  "Ah!" The boss was so frustrated, and Cao Cao couldn't be provoked anymore. With a swing of his colorful stick, the young master shouted loudly. But did you know that you are also a spoiled brat? Seeing Qin Feng wasn't drunk yet and had a kind face, the boss quickly passed him a pleading glance.

  Qin Feng was stared at for a few moments, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself that Old Master Cao and Old Master Yuan were indeed spoiled rich kids, and that they would be able to get away with this. Indeed, successful people must have something special about them. Thinking of the great bosses of later generations, which one didn't have a reckless and arrogant youth? Seeing the two masters staring each other down, on the verge of fighting like gamecocks, he hastily said: "Gentlemen, what's going on here? We came to drink wine and chat, whether it's good or not doesn't matter, as long as we enjoy ourselves. Shopkeeper, bring three more jars."

  "Haha, Zi Jin is indeed a brother from our own family. I love hearing that. It doesn't matter if the drink is good or not." said Mr. Yuan with a smile.

  Cao's boss wasn't really going to fight with Yuan Shao, and immediately said: "Ha ha, you're really speaking from my heart, come on up and have a drink, we'll settle the bill later."

  Qin Feng's forehead was left with a bead of sweat, thinking to himself that he must have been reborn on another planet. This Cao boss is not the same as that Cao boss. Young, young, Qin Feng could only attribute their behavior to youthfulness. It seems that after experiencing real war and the Yellow Turban Rebellion, these spoiled brats will become better. He couldn't help but wipe away his sweat.

  "Hah, you see my sons and brothers are all sweating in anticipation, what's holding you back?" Cao Cao ordered.

  "Alright!" The boss thought to himself, "I'd like to wipe my sweat too. Today is really unlucky, I actually encountered this infamous pair of Double Calamity Stars. My good wine is only one jar per table, huh? No! Could it be that they've colluded with each other? How did this seemingly kind young man come up with the idea of ordering three more jars?"

  Qin Feng took out a bag of money and threw it on the table, saying: "Don't be slow to go, bring everything over. My two brothers have had enough to drink, and I will heavily reward you." No matter what happens in the future, Qin Feng wants to maintain a good relationship with Old Cao and Old Yuan for these few years, so he won't mind some small change.

  "Haha, good brother. In a moment I'll drink with you and see who can't keep up... whoever loses will be called little devil..." said Cao boss, who was already drunk, seeing Qin Feng's generosity.

  Pfft… Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of wine.

  "Haha, look at Qin Feng brothers getting excited, a ghost is calling..." Yuan Shao said with a laugh, also slightly drunk.

  Qin Feng said, he must have gone to the Three Kingdoms of the outer space.

  Money can make a ghost grind, and the boss, having made a lot of money, was also relieved. He hastily said: "Don't be modest, gentlemen, I only have three more barrels left here, and the next batch of goods will not arrive for who knows how many years."

  Before long, the boss brought three small seconds with the last three jars of wine. Just as Old Cao and Old Yuan were staring at the fine wine, their eyes suddenly changed and they burst into anger. It turned out that two young men rushed out from next door and snatched away all the wine!

  This is outrageous! In the past, within Luoyang City, only four families - the Sima, Liu, Yuan and Cao - monopolized power, with the Yuan family being the most tyrannical. Even Cao's father, who was also a General-in-Chief, could not tolerate this situation.

  "Who's this little rabbit, daring to compete with me for a drink!" Old Yuan was furious.

  "I never thought that Luoyang City would have such a shameless person, get out, you little scoundrel!" Old Cao had already smashed his cup towards the seat on the side.

  Qin Feng was shocked and immediately stood up, not expecting the two bosses Yuan and Cao to be so powerful! The real young masters, although they are doing young master things, still have an extraordinary aura. Compared to the rich second generation and official second generation of later generations, their aura is like a pile of shit.

  "Where did this ignorant kid come from, not knowing that I'm the master!" On the other side of the mat were also spoiled brats, otherwise they wouldn't be able to pull off half of their thieving tricks. Sure enough, following a loud commotion, two young men in their twenties emerged, with sharp mouths and monkey-like cheeks, looking like no good birds.

  "Who are you?" Cao Cao, still clear-headed, grabbed hold of Yuan Shao who was about to take action.

  "Haha, it's scary to say. I am the descendant of Zhao Jingsu Wang, the great-grandson of Emperor Xiaojing, the grandson of Liu Chang, and the son of Liu Yan..." The man said with a proud tone.

  What's this? This sounds so familiar! Qin Feng was shocked, and this person is actually a royal relative?

  Yuan Shao was greatly shocked, his eyes flashing, and he said in a low voice: "How is it that I don't know you?"

  Cao Cao was also shocked and thought that this young man's background was too great, even Yuan Benchu couldn't cover it up, so he quickly retreated.

  Liu Tai's younger brother-in-law, Zhao Da is he.

  I'm going to suffocate! Qin Feng cursed silently, thinking that even in the Great Han Dynasty there were such people?

  "How dare you tease me! Take these two kids away!" Cao Cao suddenly shouted, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward. Despite being a bit drunk, he was still very steady on his feet.

  "Damn it!" Old Yuan thought to himself, how could he not recognize such an impressive figure? It turned out that this guy was just a connections-based plaything. He's even the younger brother of the royal family's relatives, and even if he were his father-in-law, he'd still beat him until he spat blood. As someone who wasn't born into a noble family himself, Old Yuan hated this kind of thing the most, and with a clenched fist, he charged forward.

  Qin Feng did not expect the two masters to start fighting, one with a sword that had an attack power of over 90 and the other who didn't even bring anything but still had an attack power of over 80. Let alone the two young men, even if they were as fierce as Yan Liang and Wen Chou, they would have to retreat in disarray when facing these two drunkards.