Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze

Yang Ge: "Behold my unmatched mystic powers, refining essence to cultivate qi..."

Shen Fa: "No, does my seat have nails on it? Why do you just refuse to sit on it no matter what?"

Yang Ge: "I don’t want to be in charge, I don’t want to use my brain, I don’t want to be ordered around by you guys, running all over the place. I want to be able to go home every day, I want to slack off and wait for death... Can your seat do that?"

Shen Fa: "It can’t..."

Yang Ge: "Oh, it just came to me that Yang Tiansheng had invited me to join him on adventures, I wonder if they still need someone to guard their home..."

Shen Fa: "It’s not that it’s non-negotiable!"

Yang Ge, lifting his cup of wine, drank it down in one gulp: "You said it, a true man stands by his word, no going back on it!"

Regretful, Shen Fa lightly slapped himself on the face: "The problem is with your fast mouth!"

Yang Ge enthusiastically gestured towards the seat opposite him: "Come on, let’s eat, drink, and talk... Zhang Erniu, get a copper pot and slice half a jin of mutton, put it on my tab!"

He raised his voice and called out loudly.

Zhang Erniu answered from downstairs and scurried to the backyard.

Shen Fa, his face ashen, looked at Yang Ge’s arrogant and obsequious face, feeling like he had fallen for his trickery!

Seeing this, Yang Ge got up with a smile, pulling him over and forcefully pushing him into the chair opposite: "The old saying goes, ’start high in the bargaining, and pay what’s owed in the end’, right? If you think something isn’t right, let’s discuss it again, we have to make it work for everyone!"

Shen Fa crossed his arms, scrutinizing him with a stern look.

Yang Ge kept on smiling, letting him look.

After Zhang Erniu served the mutton and left, Shen Fa finally said: "First, you have to take care of business, even if it’s like what you’re doing now, you still have to!"

’Like now?’

Yang Ge thought about it and immediately realized: ’Ah, reap the benefits, let the underlings do the work, eh!’

"Understood!"

He immediately made an "OK" gesture without any hesitation.

"Second."

Shen Fa slapped both hands on the table, leaning forward: "You can’t keep slacking off and waiting for death!"

Yang Ge glanced at him, nearly retorting "none of your damn business," but he managed to hold it back: "I advise you to stop while you’re ahead, push me too far and we’ll part ways, and that’s the end of it!"

Shen Fa leaned back into his chair: "We’ll part ways then, I refuse to believe that without Yang the Butcher, we can’t eat hairy pigs!"

Yang Ge argued: "I have made contributions for Wei, I have shed blood for Wei, you can’t treat me like this!"

Shen Fa nodded: "Exactly, you have made contributions for Wei, you have shed blood for Wei, so we want to reward you!"

Yang Ge slammed the table: "Is it a reward? Don’t you know in your heart?"

Shen Fa nonchalantly said: "Go ask around, who dares to say it’s not a reward!"

Yang Ge, out of options, withdrew his hand: "Then just tell me, what doesn’t count as slacking off and waiting for death?"

Shen Fa thought it over, probing: "From now on, be more proactive in your work...?"

Yang Ge chuckled: "Oh, that’s not slacking off and waiting for death, huh? I agree!"

Shen Fa wanted to slap himself again!

But Yang Ge didn’t give him another chance to regret it, grabbed the wine cup in front of him and stuffed it into his hand, lifting his own cup to clink with his: "There you go, haggling back and forth, I proposed a price, you’ve given your price, and now I’m buying it, there’s no more discussing it, or the deal becomes bad, who then would dare to do business with you?"

He tilted his head back and downed the wine in his cup: "So it’s happily decided!"

Finally, Shen Fa couldn’t help himself and slapped his own face, lamenting: "What sin did I commit in my past life to have met you in this one!"

Yang Ge: "Gotcha!"