"Sorry, I'm just interested in your topic. I think what you said just now is about faith and Newton's statement is very interesting."

"Is that so? Can you tell me what you think?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly. In an instant, the shadow actually felt a sense of danger. But then disappeared without a trace. When he came back to his senses, he still saw the old man who looked harmless.

"Newton did not let the plane fly. He just proposed a theory. People's beliefs did not let the plane fly. Because if the belief was really so powerful, there would not be so much suffering in the world. Therefore, the most critical factor should be because humans believed in Newton's theory. When most people believed in this theory, this theory was recognized by the world. Only then could the plane fly on the basis of this theory. So, in the final analysis, it was faith, and Newton, who made the plane fly together. What do you think?"

"Interesting insights. I think we should have a drink for this. The old man raised the cup in his hand."

"Of course, but I think we've ignored this friend. I think he should have a drink to relieve his nervousness. His hands are about to break the plane's action."

Shadow then realized that his whole body was tense and in an extremely nervous state. I don’t know what was going on. When the two weird guys were talking across the air just now, Shadow couldn’t help but enter a state of nervousness. Moreover, the strange dialogue between the two people around him made him look blinded.

"Thank you, I..."

"Cyclist, which cup to our friends? Trust me, you will remember this day's friend."

The Asian young man took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle from his arms. It was a bottle with obvious oriental colors. It was very small, not even as if it were a wine glass in Shadow. The bottle had exquisite blue patterns on its body. Shadow vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a sign of expensive oriental porcelain. However, he was not proficient in these things, so he couldn't see why. However, the old man next to him changed slightly.

I saw the Asian young man picking up the bottle and getting a glass of wine into his quilt. Although it was only one-third, the shadow felt that the bottle should have been empty. Although the shadow expressed that he did not plan to drink, the other party still said that the exquisite wine bottle was handed over.

Shadow hesitated for a moment and took the bottle. A warm feeling came from his hand. The bottle seemed a little smaller in his hand. He could only hold the bottle with three fingers and then pour wine into his quilt. Anyway, there wouldn't be much left, and it was no big deal. Shadow thought to himself.

However, what surprised him was that there was much more wine in the bottle than he had imagined. He poured half a cup of it, but the bottle was not dry. The shadow who came to his senses was a little embarrassed. However, the old man next to him relieved him.

"Wow, it's such a rare fine wine. No wonder you can't help it. If you don't mind, can I have a glass?"

The shadow looked at the Asian youth, after all, it was his wine.

"Of course, wine must be shared with people in order to truly show its value."

The old man happily took the bottle from Shadow's hand and poured himself a glass of wine. It was even more full than Shadow. The wine was passed through Shadow's hand and was sent back to the young man's hand. It was not just an illusion or something. When the bottle was stuck in Shadow's hand, he felt that the weight of the bottle had not changed at all. It seemed that the three glasses of wine poured just now did not reduce the wine in the bottle. However, at this time the old man's movement attracted him. The old man took a deep breath next to the glass, and then showed an intoxicating expression.

Looking at the old man's movements, Shadow also realized that the wine in his hand must be extraordinary. He raised his glass and sniffed it. A subtle but profound aroma of wine penetrated into his nose. Then it spread rapidly in his body, and in just a few seconds, it spread throughout his body.

The shadow only felt a slight heat all over his body, as if he had a dizzy feeling. Just by smelling the wine, it would make people drunk. But this was not the feeling of drunkenness that was coming in a fierce manner. It was a warm and smooth breath that made people slightly drunk.

"Cheers to our encounter."

After drinking a sip of wine, the shadow only felt a feeling of interweaving coldness and flames spreading in the stomach. At the same time, all emotions surged into the heart in my mind. All the joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness in life swayed in front of me like a lantern. Countless emotions vented from the bottom of my heart. In a daze, I only felt a refreshing feeling spread throughout my body.

"What kind of wine is this? What did you add in it?" Shadow subconsciously thought of things like hallucinogens. But if you think about it carefully, how could such things board the plane?

"Without a name, you can call it 'Du Kang'."

"Du Kang, a strange name. But it makes me feel strange, like... like..."

"It's like standing on the top of a mountain, shouting at the endless earth with all your might. After that, there was a feeling of a little tired but refreshing feeling, right?"

"Yes, that's the feeling. Very accurate, how do you know."

"Haha, this is the wine I made. I know everything about it."

"It's really rare to see the beautiful wine that drives the soul. I even saw the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of life in it." The old man said, drinking the wine glass in his hand in one gulp. In the shadow's strange eyes, the old man just turned slightly red, and then replied to normal. The old man who was not good-looking turned out to be a master of the restaurant.

"Wow, it's not easy to see this. Did you see it? Shadow. Don't be surprised. When I boarded the plane, I saw your boarding pass." said the Asian youth.

"Sorry, I can't see anything."

"Haha, you didn't see it, but I believe you've already experienced it just now. I can see it because my eyes can always see the truth. Although there is only one, it's still very useful."

In Shadow's eyes, the old man clearly had both eyes very healthy, but his words were a little strange. To be precise, the old and the young on both sides made him feel a little strange.

"I don't know how you call you." After drinking some wine, Shadow became a little talkative. He asked the old man's name, hoping to avoid the strange atmosphere between the three of them. He also ignored the bottle of wine that he couldn't figure out and seemed to be poured out.

"What day of the week today?" the old man did not answer directly, but asked about the date instead.

"Wednesday." Shadow looked helpless. He guessed that the atmosphere would soon become more awkward.

"Wednesday, this is my day. Then I'll call it Wednesday."

"Okay, my name is Ying, Moon."

"Shadow, the Beatles style. Your parents must like them very much."

"My mother, she is a fan."

"Wow, I actually have a good sense of their feelings. But our friend hasn't introduced himself yet. After all, we invited us to drink such a good wine. We seemed a little rude."
Chapter completed!