My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 714 - 439: A Cup of Ice Lady Wine for Each Person_2

Chapter 714: Chapter 439: A Cup of Ice Lady Wine for Each Person_2

The latter noticed this, stopped talking for a moment, and gave him a thumbs-up.

Zhao Xifu said, "It’s rare, indeed, but I’ve seen a couple of them, heh-heh."

Zhao Rong nodded calmly and continued casually while picking up food, "Zhao Zhanggu truly has extensive knowledge and broad experience, admirable... Speaking of this color blindness, um, ’vision confusion’, either term works... it’s quite interesting because the colors they see differ from everyone else’s, yet they are unaware of this difference. Why is that?"

Zhao Rong paused, playing coy.

Zhao Xifu frowned at him, sizing him up with some confusion, not understanding what he was implying.

In the meantime, Zhao Rong smiled and kept on answering his own question:

"Imagine, others see the sky as blue, but he sees it as green. However, from the first time he saw colors, he has called them the same as others, ’blue’. Similarly, leaves are green, but what he sees as blue, he has also always called ’green’. Thus, despite the mix-up, neither he nor others know about their differing perceptions."

Zhao Rong, speaking deliberately, once again became the center of attention. The diners all leaned in to listen, unable to resist glancing over, curiously waiting for what would come next.

Zhao Rong smiled at Zhao Xifu with a slight tilt of his head, "Shopkeeper Zhao, those one or two ’vision confused’ fellows you’ve seen, how did they learn that they were different from others?"

Zhao Xifu’s brows knitted tightly in an instant as he stared at Zhao Rong, "This... naturally..."

He stopped short, about to speak, starting to say something, but then halting.

Unable to continue, his frown deepened even more.

Zhao Rong simply smiled, without rushing him.

He put down his chopsticks and waited calmly.

And as he fell silent, so did the room,

The unscrupulous Summer Insect Pavilion shopkeeper, known for his belligerence and for taking advantage, was now scratching his head and shaking it vigorously, trying to force an explanation: "There are always bigger fish. This... of course, there must be distinguished seniors..."

Zhao Rong watched him quietly for a while, then suddenly interjected:

"How can you prove that you aren’t one of those ’vision confused’?"

Zhao Xifu choked, his eyes widening as he looked carefully at Zhao Rong and then turned to gaze out at the sky through the window, drawing in a breath.

A terrifying contemplation.

Even Yu Huaijin, who had been quietly eating, now gripped his chopsticks without bringing them to his mouth, staring at the dish in front of him, motionless.

Fan Yushu, who had been leisurely sipping wine and listening to Ziyu’s tales, shivered. He looked down at the blues and greens on his clothes... good heavens, could it be that I myself am colorblind?

A certain Fox Demon who liked to push the limits and challenge her little brain was tilting her head, ’hmm hmm mmm mmm’, counting on her fingers with a serious expression... but soon enough, Su Xiaoxiao’s face grew increasingly troubled.

Zhao Rong, seeing this, felt anxious on her behalf, "You little stinker, will you stop wearing out my dear Su Xiaoxiao’s brain cells? If you turn her into a silly wife and kill them all, you owe me!"

Lingfei and Zhu Yourong, with furrowed brows in deep thought, and Zhao Qian’er, unlike them, continued to eat gracefully and quietly.

It wasn’t that she was pretending to be calm to hide the fact that she was a ’book-dumb Sword Immortal Lady’, but that... she simply did not ponder or care about it at all.

In that moment, Lingfei, delicately chewing her food bite by bite, cast her curious and amused gaze around the table, observing the interesting expressions on everyone’s faces.

My husband seems to have stumped Elder Zhao again, hmm, and even that bright Mr. Zhu and his disciple seem to have been caught by my husband’s question... and Qian’er too, hmm, it seems only my husband can stump that girl and these clever, well-read women...

Lingfei ate elegantly, but it was clear she was enjoying her food, her lips curved in a light smile. Then, she nodded softly, deciding to reward someone... Without a second thought, she reached out and filled her husband’s bowl with more rice.

"..." Zhao Rong.

He had finally managed to swallow the dish cooked by his wife, paired only with plain rice... Zhao Rong looked down at the refilled bowl and resigned himself to it being recompense for finishing up his wife’s simple soup and plain buns during the day. With a sigh, he continued to hold the bowl, taking on the great task of finishing his wife’s cooking...

Apart from the nonchalantly eating Zhao Rong and his pleased wife Lingfei, the oddly matched couple, the others were either frowning or exchanging glances.

Brooding over their thoughts.

But the more they thought about it, the more something seemed amiss, leading them down a dead end – the question was, how exactly can one prove ’I’m not the colorblind one’?

At that moment, it was dark outside. Well Frog Alley, adjacent to the posh Wutong Street, was neglected and in disrepair, secluded and ancient, dim without lights.

Seemingly cut off from the brilliant lights and bustling activity of Du You East City, those inside the hall looking out the window could not see the myriad lights that resembled a sea of fireflies, only the lonely, skinny, and creepy figure of an old man in green standing guard at the door, which matched the gloomy atmosphere of the alley.

Miserable and sinister...

In the old small restaurant, the antiquated hall filled with orange light, most people by this corner table had not moved their chopsticks, their faces varied, silent and speechless.

This scene was quite eerie, causing timid individuals such as Fan Yushu to shrink back further.

"Heh..." Just then, someone suddenly laughed.

Zhao Rong chuckled and shook his head, "Everyone, let’s eat. The dishes will get cold soon... Heh, this problem was just something I pondered over when I had nothing better to do. Don’t take it too seriously."

Fan Yushu and the others jumped at his sudden laughter and gave Zhao Rong a speechless stare.

Zhao Rong did not look at Fan Yushu but continued to ease the atmosphere, saying:

"So today, seeing Shopkeeper Zhao’s extraordinary insight, not that of an ordinary person, I thought to share it with him to help solve the riddle or point out any flaws in my thinking, to seek advice... There’s no need to be serious, everyone, let’s eat."

Zhao Rong, who had thrown out the paradox of colorblindness from a previous life, acted as if it wasn’t his problem to explain, laughed and urged everyone to eat.

He glanced at Zhao Xifu, who was frowning with his head down, and nonchalantly reached for the pitch-black wine pot beside the shopkeeper.

Zhao Xifu did not stop Zhao Rong from taking the Ice Lady Wine.

At a certain moment, he suddenly said, "You already have the answer, don’t you? You can solve this strange problem!"

Zhao Rong just smiled and did not speak, picked up the wine pot, and poured a cup of Ice Lady Wine.

With two fingers, he gently pushed the wine cup towards Yu Huaijin.

This old-fashioned girl was pinching her chopsticks, gazing at the dishes on the table without moving them, as if in a daze.

Seeing a cup of Ice Lady Wine appear before her, she raised her eyes to look at Zhao Rong and said nothing.

Zhao Rong was about to pour more wine, but was stopped by a hand from Zhao Xifu.

"This problem is very interesting, consider yourself to have won a cup for that. But only one cup—if you want to pour more... you... you have to tell me the answer to this intriguing question."

He paused, then added, "Your answer."

Zhao Rong looked at him and shook his head.

Zhao Xifu narrowed his eyes and watched him, "You little brat, not speaking, huh? Dammit, I’ll figure it out myself. Just this simple problem, heh, next time you come, I’ll give you the answer."

Seeing the stubborn and tsundere Shopkeeper Zhao, Zhao Rong couldn’t help but shake his head with a smile, glancing at the wine pot he was about to put away.

He then laughed again and said:

"Only one cup, huh? Then let’s chat some more. Shopkeeper, do you know which is the fastest sword in the world?"

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PS: I’ve neglected for two days... However, these two days I’ve truly gathered a lot of nourishment.

This month I seem to have typed only seventy or eighty thousand words. Maybe it’s because I wasn’t fully present at the beginning of the month, then that incident occurred in the middle, and after that, it became the broken window effect. I apologize, I owe my brothers an apology here!

Uh, to compensate our brothers who support through subscriptions, I’ve written a special side story (seven thousand words), titled "Su Xiaoxiao...".

Cough cough, the title gives away who it’s about.

It fits right after the previous full-subscription side story "Living in Qiantang, with the surname Su," as an additional piece on Zhao Rong teaching Su Xiaoxiao a new musical instrument. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Ding!

Congratulations on unlocking.

So... where is it?... Mhm... right... there it is...

You know what I mean. (→_→)

This compensation bonus side story focuses on Xiaoxiao. Next time, I’ll pick on Qing Jun or Yourong, Qian’er. For now, I’ll pick on the easiest one to tease, ah. The Chapter where I teased Qing Jun in Chapter 419 still hasn’t been released... my word.

In conclusion... writing can be procrastinated, but Xiaoxiao must be teased!

Last but not least, a new month brings a new vibe. I strive to achieve perfect attendance in July! Charge!!!

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