Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 893 - 890: There Really Is a Pattern

Chapter 893: Chapter 890: There Really Is a Pattern ƒreewebɳovel.com

"Even if the pattern you mentioned exists, what does Mo Mingda gain by making me drunk?" Lin Tian asked, puzzled.

An Xiaoru whispered, "Mr. Lin, you might not know this, but although Baihua Wine is top-quality, getting drunk on it is not the usual kind of drunkenness. Even people with a good tolerance for alcohol will go wild and make a fool of themselves after drinking it. So, typically, the Yun Family will kindly remind guests not to drink more than three bowls."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I understand. He wants me to make a spectacle of myself after getting drunk so that I become a joke to others and feel too embarrassed to stay with the Yun Family."

"That way, whether I am a genuine doctor or merely a Jianghu doctor, he stands to benefit. Because if I am a real doctor with real skills, him driving me away means one less person competing for merit. If I’m just a wandering charlatan, getting rid of me saves him the trouble, either way, it’s good for him and bad for Xiao Tian, isn’t that right?" Lin Tian calmly analyzed.

"Mr. Lin’s analysis is far more insightful than mine. How do you plan to deal with it, then?" An Xiaoru asked.

"Respond with wit in battle as the situation demands," Lin Tian replied nonchalantly.

"But what if you do get drunk?" An Xiaoru asked anxiously. Yun Xiaotian had instructed her to take good care of Mr. Lin, and she wouldn’t know how to explain if anything unfortunate happened.

"Look, do you see that artificial hill over there? If I start acting drunk and wild, you can just knock me out with a Stone from there," Lin Tian joked.

An Xiaoru was anxious to say something, but Mo Mingda spoke up, shouting, "Is everyone ready? If so, let’s begin." He looked specifically at Lin Tian after saying this, as if afraid he might back out.

"Brother Mo, you may give the order," Lin Tian said with a laugh.

Upon hearing the words "Brother Mo," Mo Mingda’s facial muscles twitched, and a cold gleam briefly passed through his eyes. Nevertheless, it quickly disappeared as he barked an order to the servant, "Raise the cup, fill the wine, and let the water flow."

The servant in charge of the tray nodded in agreement, approached the wine jar, and with one hand supporting the tray, used a wooden ladle to scoop out a portion of wine. The ladle was small but just enough to fill a small wine bowl.

The servant came to the mouth of the water channel, carefully placing the first wine bowl into the stream. The green jade bowl floated, carrying the golden wine outward, meandering along with the water’s current.

It was as if a brush dipped in gold powder was drawing a golden line on the ground, inscribing a traditional "water" character, a scene pleasing to the eye.

The jade bowl rotated slightly in the stream, yet the liquor inside did not spill a drop. The thick wine sat steadily in the bowl, like a piece of golden amber.

"What a fine wine!" Lin Tian couldn’t help but praise as he witnessed the scene.

He thought of a phrase to describe Baihua Wine: nectar and dew. It’s said that good wine clings to the glass because of its viscosity, sometimes forming a line when poured.

Many wines sold on the market also claim to cling to the glass, and many are thrilled to buy such "good wine," but Lin Tian knows that the merchants’ claim of "clinging to the glass" is almost always fake.

How do merchants create this illusion? By adding thickeners to the wine; the most common one is a plasticizer. By adding plasticizers, they can achieve a certain consistency, allowing the wine to "cling to the glass."

But what are plasticizers? They are substances added in the production of plastics—industrial-use chemicals that are toxic. Even well-known domestic wines have been found to contain plasticizers.

Baihua Wine, on the other hand, is a pure, natural, pollution-free wine made with superior spring water and sweet rice fermented with Baihua Brew, which is unobtainable even with money—this is the diet of elite families.

Hearing the exclamations of praise, Mo Mingda exchanged a knowing smile with Liu Weiyuan.

"It’s stopped," someone shouted.

Everyone looked towards the water channel; the wine bowl indeed stopped at a bend, spinning without moving forward despite the flowing water.

"What a pity, such good wine, and yet it doesn’t stop here," Lin Tian said regretfully after seeing where it stopped. He genuinely regretted it; he had long wanted to taste such fine wine, and the matter of three bowls being enough to get drunk was of no concern.

Mo Mingda and Liu Weiyuan also felt it was a pity, not because they couldn’t drink Baihua Wine, but because the wine hadn’t stopped in front of Lin Tian.

The person positioned at the bowl’s location took it with delight, sipping it down in one gulp. Judging by his excited expression, it was likely his first time tasting such exquisite wine at the Bai Family’s estate. As soon as the wine touched his throat, a flush quickly appeared on his face, though as rapidly as it appeared, it faded away.

After the flush, the drinker already showed signs of drunkenness, his eyes slightly unfocused.

Wow, this wine really does intoxicate in three bowls, Lin Tian praised inwardly. No wonder Mo Mingda set up such a scheme.

Seeing that Lin Tian had not been targeted in the first round, Mo Mingda, noticing his own man savoring the moment alone, deliberately urged, "Alright, let’s continue."

The male servant scooped out more wine with the wooden ladle, filled another jade bowl, and placed it back at the entrance of the water channel.

The jade bowl floated down the stream, lightly brushing against the edges and emitting a crisp "ding-ding" sound, which was quite melodious. The jade bowl started swirling at the previous spot, as if about to stop.

Mo Mingda suddenly tensed up. Could it be that before the opponent is knocked out, his own man will fall first? But after a few spins, the jade bowl continued forward, rounded a corner, and stopped in front of Lin Tian.

"Finally my turn," Lin Tian said without hesitation, lifting the jade bowl and drinking the Baihua Wine.

The wine swirled in his mouth, sliding down his esophagus and into his stomach. The fragrance of the wine mixed with the flower scent lingered between his mouth and nose, lingering for a long time.

Lin Tian thought such an intoxicating wine should be quite strong, like Hell Tequila, fiery and spicy. However, apart from its aroma, it was mellow, and as the wine entered his stomach, a warm current flowed inside, feeling extremely comfortable.

Mo Mingda and his companions stared intently at Lin Tian, waiting to see how he would react. Their goal was to get Lin Tian drunk. To their surprise, Lin Tian appeared fresh and alert, his face was not flushed, and his eyes remained clear, a stark contrast to the previous person.

"How could this be?" Mo Mingda muttered to himself quietly. He must have a high tolerance, but even the strongest drinker couldn’t withstand three bowls.

"Brother Mo, what seems to be the matter? Do you have any doubts?" Lin Tian asked with a smile, turning to look at him across one person.

"Oh, nothing. You may continue," Mo Mingda ordered.

The wine bowl floated down the stream once again and stopped in front of Lin Tian again.

So many turns, yet the jade bowl happened to stop twice out of three times in the same place. There really did seem to be a pattern. Lin Tian was amazed, and An Xiaoru hadn’t been lying.

Under Mo Mingda’s expectant gaze, Lin Tian still drank from the bowl without any hesitation.