I became a prince in a martial arts world.

Upon hearing Wang Yu's words, Fang Shaobai's face turned red, and he almost jumped up.

"What fruit wine! This is monkey wine! Monkey wine!"

If someone says his swordsmanship is bad, Fang Shaobai will just laugh it off. But if someone says his drinking is bad, he will definitely fight that person to the bitter end.

"This wine is brewed by macaques in the mountains from a hundred fruits. The fruits are picked in autumn, fermented in winter, and only ready in spring." Fang Shaobai opened the gourd lid again. "This is a top-quality wine, with the fragrance of a hundred fruits. You can smell it from hundreds of steps away and get drunk after just a few sips."

"This is monkey wine that I personally searched for in Nanshan a few days ago. There's probably not much of it in the whole world!" Fang Shaobai emphasized, then handed the gourd to Wang Yu, "Try it if you don't believe me!"

Wang Yu took the gourd of wine and asked in surprise, "Is this the monkey wine that the ancient books record, made by macaques in the mountains from various fruits, said to be fragrant, clear, and beautiful?"

Fang Shaobai nodded repeatedly, "Exactly!"

Wang Yu looked at the wine gourd in his hand, feeling genuinely curious.

In his modern days, he watched a documentary about alcohol. Inspired by the documentary, he bought and tasted all kinds of alcoholic beverages in China.

They cover everything from the most popular types of baijiu, such as soy sauce aroma, strong aroma, and light aroma, to Shaoxing rice wine, Hakka rice wine, seasonal fruit wine, and various medicinal wines with added ingredients.

The documentary also mentioned the legendary monkey wine, but he had never actually tried it and was quite disappointed at the time.

I never imagined that I could drink the wine I couldn't in my previous life, but I can drink it after transmigrating.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Wang Yu didn't stand on ceremony either. He took a sip from the gourd, smacked his lips, savored the taste of the wine, and swallowed it gently.

"How is it?" Fang Shaobai asked expectantly.

Then he saw Wang Yu frown slightly, and then immediately recover.

"Hmm, it's pretty good." Wang Yu replied casually, then handed the wine gourd back to him. "It's fragrant, sweet, and has a long aftertaste."

Fang Shaobai raised an eyebrow and said with dissatisfaction, "That's not true."

Wang Yu raised an eyebrow in return. "You want to hear the truth?"

Fang Shaobai took the gourd of wine, "Of course I want to hear the truth."

Along the way, Wang Yu had a general understanding of Fang Shaobai's personality, so he spoke the truth: "The truth is, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Monkey Wine is not as good as its reputation suggests."

Fang Shaobai's eyes widened in surprise.

Inside the carriage, Li Yunxiu and Ziling couldn't help but feel anxious. The person opposite them was Fang Shaobai, the Little Sword Immortal. How could you be so disrespectful?

"The aroma of mixed fruits is indeed present, but the combination is chaotic, the flavors are inconsistent, and it is difficult to mask the sourness and turbidity."

Wang Yu continued to comment, "Moreover, monkey wine is not strong, but it can make people drunk after only a little bit. Maybe it's because there are some unclean things in it. You should drink less of it in the future, as drinking too much is bad for your health."

"Huh?" Fang Shaobai was slightly bewildered. Could it be explained like that?

"Compared to famous wines from all over the world, let alone the muddy wine from the village, Monkey Wine only has the advantage of being sweet and fragrant with a hundred fruits. In terms of taste, it may not even be better," Wang Yu concluded.

Fang Shaobai retorted, "Monkey wine is recorded in many ancient books and also in unofficial historical legends. It is something that ordinary people rarely find and is highly praised. How come in your mouth it is something that is not only unrealistic but also unclean?"

Wang Yu asked, "Do you genuinely think monkey wine is delicious, or is it just because everyone else says it's delicious that you think it's delicious?"

Fang Shaobai was taken aback upon hearing this, but his heart skipped a beat.

"The method of brewing wine has existed since ancient times. In ancient times, the people cultivated the land, planted in spring, and harvested in autumn. After satisfying their own food needs, they invented the method of brewing wine to satisfy their appetites."

Over thousands of years since ancient times, people have discovered all kinds of grains and fruits; houses have become increasingly elaborate, clothes increasingly luxurious, cooking techniques more and more diverse, and winemaking methods have been constantly innovated.

Wang Yu retains memories of this life. Although he has recently fallen on hard times, he still had some knowledge from when his parents were alive. Now, he has combined this with the insights and perspectives gained from surfing the internet and gaining extensive knowledge in another world, allowing him to observe the world from a different angle.

"Rice wine is mellow and refreshing, yellow wine is rich and full-bodied, fruit wine is fragrant and sweet, and spirits are spicy and pungent." Wang Yu counted on his fingers, doing arithmetic. "Are you sure that the culmination of thousands of years of human wisdom can't compare to the chaotic brewing of monkeys in the mountains?"

Fang Shaobai, "..."

Wang Yu casually pointed to the roadside and said, "Let me ask you, do you think it's more comfortable and better to wear these clothes, or to cover yourself with the leaves from these trees?"

Fang Shaobai remained silent.

Wang Yu then asked, "Do you think wild fruits from the mountains taste better, or fruits carefully cultivated in a farmer's orchard? Do you think fish caught from the river and cooked directly taste better, or fish sprinkled with salt, ginger, and garlic to remove the fishy smell?"

Fang Shaobai remained silent.

"I admit that the monkeys in the mountains may have a long history of brewing wine, and it may have the fragrance of various fruits, but I absolutely do not believe that monkey wine is better than the world's famous wines." Wang Yu reiterated his conclusion.

"As for the records of monkey wine in ancient books..."

"How so?"

"Either it's because literati admire nature and love everything about it, or it's because monkey wine is rare and hard to find, so they exaggerate, or it's just for their own sense of superiority."

"A sense of superiority?" Fang Shaobai asked, puzzled.

"I can drink it, but you can't." Wang Yu shrugged. "The more I exaggerate how rare and precious the monkey wine is, the more it proves that I'm better than you, and you can't disprove it. If you question it, you're just being impotent and furious."

Over time, being able to drink monkey wine became a symbol of one's status, and everyone who had tasted it would say so. As for whether monkey wine was actually delicious, no one really cared.

Wang Yu is very familiar with this system. He has thoroughly analyzed the tricks of modern luxury goods, but it doesn't stop everyone from continuing to play the game. This is because what everyone is playing for is a circle and a status. Luxury goods are just a certificate and a label, not a goal or a result.

Wang Yu's words left Fang Shaobai speechless. In the carriage, Zi Ling looked at him with admiration, and Li Yunxiu's eyes also sparkled as she looked at Wang Yu with praise.

"You've been influenced by those ancient books and legends," Wang Yu commented on Fang Shaobai. "You don't write books, you don't sell wine, and you ignore all the fine wines in the world that have been passed down and improved, instead you drink monkey wine brewed by wild monkeys in the mountains. Who are you trying to impress?"

Fang Shaobai's lips twitched, and he remained silent for a moment.

Inside the carriage, Li Yunxiu grinned slightly. Although the Taihua Sect was a prestigious and righteous sect, and Fang Shaobai was also known for his chivalry, he had just saved her, so she should be a little more polite in her words!

"If you truly want good wine, you should go and taste wines from different places, learn about their history, understand their wine vessels, and appreciate their meaning. If you can also connect them with martial arts and swordsmanship, then you will live up to your reputation as the swordsman of wine," Wang Yu said.

"How so?" Fang Shaobai asked humbly.

"Take Hexi Road as an example. The ancients planted sorghum and used it to brew wine to worship heaven and ancestors," Wang Yu said. "So, drinking sorghum wine should be done with a bronze jue (a type of ancient wine vessel) to experience the vastness and grandeur of the ancients. When drunk, one should also perform sword dances in a simple and elegant manner."

For example, when drinking Jiangnan Nu'er Hong or Zhuangyuan Hong wines, one should use a porcelain cup to experience the prosperity and misty rain of Jiangnan, and also to feel the youthful spirit and heroic demeanor.

Fang Shaobai's eyes lit up as he listened, and seeing Wang Yu stop talking, he urged, "Continue!"

"Continue what? Are you the sword hidden in wine, or am I?" Wang Yu rolled his eyes at Fang Shaobai. "Shouldn't you savor and experience the rest yourself?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly right!" Fang Shaobai nodded repeatedly.

The more Wang Yu spoke, the more wonderful he found it. Although he could not fully understand its meaning in a short time, it also triggered his sword heart and made his internal energy restless.

Once he calms down and reflects on his actions, and has a clear understanding, even if his martial arts skills don't improve dramatically, he will at least make further progress.

These words could be considered as guidance and instruction to him.

"Hearing your words is more valuable than reading for ten years. My brother is truly talented; please accept my bow!"

Without saying a word, Fang Shaobai was about to bow to Wang Yu on the oxcart. Wang Yu hurriedly helped him up, but Fang Shaobai insisted on bowing. Wang Yu subconsciously used his internal energy, but still couldn't stop him.

Fang Shaobai bowed deeply before rising and asking, "Brother, you also know martial arts?"

Li Yunxiu and Ziling's hearts skipped a beat, only to hear Wang Yu say matter-of-factly, "When traveling the martial world, safety comes first. Without martial arts skills for self-defense, how could I dare to take my beloved wife and sister-in-law on a long journey?"

Fang Shaobai couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself that with such shallow internal strength, he could only manage to hold his own against ordinary bandits, and even then, only if there were many of them. If he were to encounter a true master, he would be finished in a single exchange.

However, although the opponent's martial arts skills were not high, his knowledge was extensive and profound. In particular, his words about wine hit Fang Shaobai's sore spot, which made Fang Shaobai extremely impressed.

"If you focus on practicing martial arts, your future achievements will be limitless," Fang Shaobai said with emotion. Then he added, "However, although you know martial arts, try not to reveal it along the way. The martial arts world in the Northwest is rather chaotic recently, so as not to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Wang Yu asked, "Why is the martial arts world in the Northwest relatively chaotic?"

"Because the former Prince of Zhenxi, Zhao Zheng, passed away, the Prince of Zhenxi's heir, Zhao Yu, was granted a fief and left the capital to take up his post."

Fang Shaobai said, "I heard that Zhao Yu is eccentric and arrogant, and has offended many people in the capital. On his way to take up his post, many people wanted to kill him."

People in the capital couldn't easily take action, so a bounty was offered. Many figures from both the legitimate and criminal underworld flocked to the Northwest; some wanted the reward, others ostensibly to rid the people of a scourge, but all were eager to eliminate him.

Wang Yu, "..."

"Just a few days ago, Zhao Yu and his group suddenly disappeared. It is said that they hid and disguised themselves to sneak around. Many people were quite rough in their search for their target, and some people even relapsed into their old ways, causing a lot of trouble."

Fang Shaobai said, "I went to Puning County this time to deal with a notorious womanizer. I heard that he is quite famous in Jiangnan. After arriving in the Northwest, he became lustful and ruined the body of the granddaughter of Master Zhou of Jinshibao. He is still in Puning County and has claimed that he will sleep with the daughters of three other martial arts families."

Wang Yu grinned. "So arrogant, huh?"

"Indeed." Fang Shaobai nodded, then seemed to realize something and asked Wang Yu somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm ashamed to admit I haven't asked your name before?"