As soon as the same bran hall opened, the people who were waiting outside poured in, and the three jars of ten years of fine wine were sold out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Dexi and Deli are just a little guy, just listen to the owner, and it doesn't matter who these three jars of wine are sold to.

To say that it is quite easy to do chores in this bran wheat hall, it is only busy for a while every morning, and the day is quite leisurely, and the salary is enough. Dexi and Deli felt that they were ashamed to take so much salary but only do so little work, so they took care of cleaning the yard.

When Zheng Rong came out of the main house, Deli was carrying a copper basin and sprinkling water in the yard, she nodded secretly, these two little guys recruited by Zhao Tian are really real, they don't cheat and play tricks......

Suddenly heard a commotion at the door, followed by the deafening sound of firecrackers, Zheng Rong thought it was a happy event and didn't care, raised his feet to enter the house, then came from behind the voice of joy and exclaim, "East! Landlord! ”

Zheng Rong stopped, turned around and wrinkled his eyebrows and scolded, "What's going on again?!" Such a surprise! ”

Dexi was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the reprimand of the owner, and continued to reply with a shy face, "The owner, this time is a happy event, someone has sent us a plaque!" ”

"Oh?!" Zhengrong was also surprised, who would give the plaque? "Let's go and see!"

Zheng Rong came to the store, there were already a lot of people here, through the gap in the crowd, I saw Zhao Tian negotiating with a man, due to the angle problem, Zheng Rong could only see a side face, and couldn't recognize who gave her the plaque, there are so many rich people in the town, who could it be?

Zheng Rong was entangled, only to see Zhao Tian and the man bow to each other, and then the two of them stood on both sides of the plaque covered by red silk on the left and right, and Zheng Rong opened up the man's face.

But after seeing it clearly, Zheng Rong became even more entangled, isn't this the middle-aged man's entourage yesterday? I didn't give them any good looks yesterday, so I guess I'm here to find fault, right?! After thinking about it, I denied my idea, who is still so friendly when it comes to finding fault? Let's see.

Zhao Tianchong nodded at the entourage, stretched out his hand, and the black plaque was revealed, with the golden characters "The First Wine in the World" written on it, and the words were written in a flying manner, especially the words "under heaven" were written domineeringly.

But all this is the icing on the cake, the value of this plaque is the seal below, "the treasure of Jingxiao imperial pen".

Zheng Rong suddenly felt a little trance, is this what it feels like to be hit on the head by a pie? The first wine in the world is said to be no matter how good it is, and the first wine in the world that was sealed by the emperor is the real first wine in the world. No wonder Zhao Tian said yesterday that the identity of the person who came was extraordinary, and it was always a little strange to hear his entourage say it, but now that I think about it, it should be the head of the emperor's side.

is a little silly again, I thought that it was foolproof to find Song Zizhou as a backer in this small place, but he also came over to join in the fun, with such a plaque, who else in the entire Great Xia would dare not open his eyes to find trouble? She thought that this bran hall might be able to develop......

Emperor Jing Xiao didn't expect to encounter such a good wine at an occasional tour, and the young man didn't buy it for him yesterday, he was still a little angry in his heart, but he felt that he couldn't be angry with a child as the king of a country, so he endured it.

But today Zhou Ningfu bought this so-called ten-year five grains, he only took a sip, and his anger disappeared, no wonder this wine is so sought after, it is really bearable.

Zhou Ningfu looked at his master with a look of enjoyment, and came up with an idea from the side, "Since you like it, master, then let him pay tribute to ten altars every season?" ”

Emperor Jingxiao's heart moved, but thinking of his stubborn appearance, he smiled slightly, "That's it, I don't want to be a faint gentleman on this wine." ”

walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote down the five big characters of "the world's first wine", stamped the seal, and handed it to Zhou Ningfu, "Go, put a plaque according to this word and send it to Nabran Maitang." ”

Zhou Ningfu took the paper and persuaded hesitantly, "Emperor, this ......"

Emperor Jing Xiao interrupted him: "Go, this wine should be these words." ”

"Huh."