"Dad, what's wrong with the kid?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused, and he didn't understand why his father said this.

I saw the kind old father caressing the thick beard like steel needles, sitting cross-legged, and speaking earnestly.

"It's not that Dad meant to talk about you, you're still too young and your vision is too narrow."

"Think about it, the founding of the Tang Dynasty has only been more than ten years ago.

The old man and a dry robe, for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, it can really be said that I don't know how many back and forth they have gone back and forth in the sea of blood. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi was also a little heavy, and he shook his head again and again, as the so-called rather than a peaceful dog, not a troubled world, this is the reason.

In troubled times, human life is really like a mustard.

Cheng Yanjin glanced at the third child with the corner of his eye, and saw that the third child's expression was very heavy, and the corners of his mouth were hidden up.

"Most of our Datang, among the princes, have experienced countless battlefield battles, and the same is true for the old man."

"There are so many comrades-in-arms, and there are countless people like your Uncle Qin."

"The father taught right, and the child understood." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but look ashamed.

Cheng Yanjin showed a look of relief on his face, and smiled endlessly.

Cheng Chubi didn't expect that his political and ideological consciousness was not as high as that of this noble bully more than a thousand years ago.

Yes, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, there were countless heroes, which one was not covered in scars, and there were not a few people like Uncle Qin who had arrows left in their bodies.

You can't treat Qin Qiong just because he is a historical celebrity he admires and likes very much, right?

What's more, if Qin Qiong is cured, I am afraid that there are still many Tang Tiger Ben who have old sores on their bodies, and they will also come to find him.

"Father rest assured, the child will definitely treat Uncle Qin seriously.

Father, your comrades-in-arms and robes, if there is a sickness, the child will do his best. ”

Cheng Chubi impassionedly made his first declaration of determination during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty.

“？？？” Cheng Yanjin looked at this impassioned third child with a bewildered expression, and the whole person was confused.

This, what's going on, is there a problem with the old man's guidance, or is this kid's own thinking going astray?

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Full of fighting spirit and high-spirited, Cheng Chubi finally felt that something was wrong with his father.

Holding his beard in his hands and frozen in the air, his expression was dull, and his eyes were empty, what was wrong?

"Ahem, dad is fine, you wait, dad has to take care of ......"

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Cheng Chubi was a little confused, I don't know how my father could be like this, could it be that he just took a sip of wine that was almost a tael smaller and got a stalk?

Or maybe my father has a stomach ulcer and starts to attack because of this sip of wine.

No, Dad just had a dull expression, a vacant gaze, and no signs of pain.

Just when Cheng Chubi was puzzled, Cheng Biting Jin finally relieved himself, and his old face full of meat was still kind.

"Well, my son can have such a heart, the old man is very relieved."

"However, if you want to treat Daddy's old guys, I'm afraid it's not enough for you to have such a little bit of the essence of wine."

"Just now you said that you don't have the tools to produce in large quantities, it doesn't matter, Dad supports you, what is missing, Dad will try to get it for you."

"It doesn't matter if you're short of money, Dad will support you even if he smashes the pot and sells iron......"

"......" Cheng Chubi went from being grateful at the beginning to gradually stiffening his expression.

In the end, Cheng Chubi felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. "Daddy, you're bearded...... Hmm, can you wipe it first before talking. ”

This saliva is dripping onto the beard, can you not be so hypocritical and strict, the child is not blind.

"Huh? I can't imagine that the old man will also have a day when he has a mouthful, wahaha......"

As a father, Cheng Yanjin did not feel ashamed at all, but was very proud.

But Cheng Yanjin can support himself in preparing alcohol, no matter what the purpose, Cheng Chubi feels very happy.

But there is a big problem that the amount of alcohol required to prepare alcohol is certainly not small.

There are restrictions on Datang grain wine, and from time to time, the court will also restrict the use of grain to make wine.

Therefore, if you really want to prepare a large amount of alcohol, Lao Cheng's family will purchase too much wine.

Maybe he would have looked at Lao Cheng, a noble bully, and an unpleasant official, maybe he would jump out and impeach.

"It seems that the third child of our family has really grown up, is sensible, knows how to be a father, and thinks about things for this family."

Cheng Yanjin listened to Cheng Chubi's concerns, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and couldn't help but slap his son on the shoulder to express his kind father's love.

It's just that he accidentally used a little more force, so that Cheng Chubi, who didn't react for a while, directly shortened half a head.

“…… Wait a minute, when the old man thinks about it, do you mean that as long as it is wine, no matter what kind of wine, you can refine the essence of this wine? ”

"Dad, it's alcohol ......" Cheng Chubi rubbed his shoulders helplessly.

"But as long as it is wine, children can indeed make it into alcohol."

"Can you taste like this?" Cheng Biting Jin smashed his mouth with intent and pointed to the wooden box that had been locked by Cheng Chubi.

“？？？” Cheng Chubi's whole person is not good. God's special smell, this is wine to be used as a disinfectant! Essence!

But this is the father, as the so-called son does not say anything about the father, and the son does not think the mother is ugly.

There is a Chinese nature of respecting the old and loving the young in his veins, and Cheng Chubi can only explain helplessly.

"Whether it's a flavor or not, the child hasn't prepared it yet, I don't know, but it's definitely this degree."

"That's it, hehehe...... You wait in the house, and the old man will get you three or five hundred catties of wine, so you can try your hand first. ”

I saw Cheng bite Jin Hao and stand up with a few shots, with high morale.

"Zhejiu?" The tree is a mulberry, so it should be regarded as a tree, which can make wine?

Seeing that Cheng Chubi didn't understand, Cheng Yanjin couldn't help but proudly show off his profound wine culture and history in front of his son.

"Hehe, this is a wine made from sugar cane, which is also called Zhuzhe or Ba Tho, and the wine made from it is called Zhejiu.

That's because it can only be used to make sugar, not food. So, ah, it's not a limit. But the taste of Zhejiu is really not good......"

With Cheng Bitingjin's explanation, Cheng Chubi realized that in the history of Chinese wine culture, sugarcane wine has long existed.

In Qu Yuan's "Chu Ci * Summoning Spirits", it is also recorded that "the turtle cannon lamb has some syrup." Such a sentence.

Ge Hong's "Xijing Miscellaneous Records" volume 4 of the Jin Dynasty recorded: "King Liang Xiao traveled in the Hall of Forgetting Worries.

Gather all the travelers, each envoy for the ...... "Liu Fu" said: "...... Respect the wine of the jade, and offer the morom of the golden pulp'......

“…… This mash of the golden syrup refers to the wine made from sugar cane. ”

Cheng Chubi was completely stunned, looking at Cheng Biting Jin, who was shaking his head in front of him, quoting scriptures, and telling the origin of sugarcane wine.

Is this still the rough old man who kills people like hemp, shoots the case when he doesn't agree with him, and physically educates the bear children at home at every turn?

Seeing Cheng Chubi's profound knowledge of wine culture, he was so shocked that he couldn't help his own son.

Cheng Biting Jin was happy at this time, and proudly raised his eyebrows at his son.

"You think your dad is an illiterate old man? Hehe, Dad, this is called Neixiu, do you understand? ”

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