Chapter 39 Xinfeng Fine Wine

"Don't forget it, isn't it just a penny, can it be a little bit of interest? In the future, there will be many opportunities to make money like this, if you are excited to follow something every time you make money, I am afraid that your heart will not be able to stand it! ”

Seeing that Sankui's whole person seemed to be stunned, Zhang Ran couldn't help but pat Sankui's shoulder with some pity and persuaded him.

Although Zhang Ran can understand Sankui's joy of "falling from the sky and suddenly making a windfall", he doesn't want to continue to stay here in a daze with him at the moment, especially in a daze on this kind of crowded street, it is really embarrassing.

"Pack up and go! Hurry up, make money today, I invite you to drink! ”

Seeing that the people around him gathered their eyes one after another, especially the fishmongers around him, his eyes were red with jealousy, and he wanted to swallow them alive immediately, Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart.

So he hurriedly pulled Sankui, quickly drove the wheelbarrow, beckoned Sankui, and stayed away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

After leaving the fish market, Zhang Ran took Sankui, turned two streets, and came to the most prosperous and densely populated street in the east of Xinfeng City, and stopped in front of a wine shop that did not look very large, but was full of people.

After parking the wheelbarrow with the empty barrel on the side of the road, Zhang Ran pulled Sankui, who had come back to his senses and looked a little excited and expectant, into the wine shop.

After entering the lobby of the wine shop, Zhang Ran found that although the faΓ§ade of this wine shop is not large, it is quite spacious inside, and there are more than a dozen cases in the hall, which can accommodate twenty or thirty people to drink or dine at the same time.

What's more, what makes Zhang Ran even more curious is that on the side of the entrance of the hall of this wine shop, there is a rectangular wine bar, which is quite similar to the counter in a modern bar.

There is also a row of large wine urns under the wine bar, a bartender in a coarse linen robe, standing on one side of the wine barn, with his sleeves high, his left hand leaning on the side of the urn, and his right hand holding a wine lift, whenever a guest greets him, the bartender reaches out in the wine urn and puts a full corner of wine into the wine basket and hands it to other guys or guests in front of him.

"Two Xiaolang, do you want to sell wine?"

As soon as Zhang Ran and the two stepped into the wine shop, a bartender came up to them and greeted them with a smile on his face.

"Hmm!" Zhang Ran nodded, and then glanced around the wine shop, and found that there were already a lot of guests inside, but there were still some vacant seats, so he pulled Sankui and walked towards the hall, and said to the guy as he walked: "Let's have a corner of wine!" If you have an appetizer, you can have two side dishes. ”

The guy was stunned when he heard this, glanced at Zhang Ran and the two suspiciously, and couldn't help but say, "Xiaolang wants to drink here?" Dare to ask how old the two little men are? ”

"Fifteen!" A trace of dissatisfaction flashed on Zhang Ran's face, and he replied lightly, and then asked rhetorically, "What?" Is there a set age for drinking alcohol here? ”

"No, we don't have that rule!" Seeing Zhang Ran's unhappy face, the bartender hurriedly smiled, and bent down to signal: "The two of you, please, just now I just saw that Xiaolang was still young, and I was worried that you would die from drinking." By the way, Xiaolang wants to serve with snacks, right? We have lamb, chicken, dog, beetle, and fine fish tart. In terms of food, there are soup cakes and steamed cakes, I don't know what you need? ”

Zhang Ran originally wanted to have some pork to satisfy his hunger, but when he thought that the current pig had not been castrated, the taste was too big, and he might not be able to bear it, so he quickly changed his words when the words came to his mouth: "It's better to have two catties of mutton, a chicken, and then three catties of steamed cakes!" ”

"Okay! You two sit down and wait a while, I'll get it for you! ”

The bartender responded with a smile, then quickly led Zhang Ran and the others to a vacant seat, bowed slightly and turned away.

"Brother Ran!" After the guy left, Sankui suddenly pulled Zhang Ran's sleeve and whispered, "You want so many things, can we eat?" I've heard that the things in the liquor store are valuable! ”

Zhang Ran glanced at Sankui speechlessly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just some food, it doesn't cost a few dollars, we made a lot of money today, what's wrong with eating something good?" Don't be afraid, there are many opportunities to make money in the future, don't worry about this little money! Besides, don't you want to taste the taste of Xinfeng wine? ”

"Xinfeng wine..."Sankui swallowed his saliva, looked at the diners around him who were drinking and having fun, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "That... That's fine! It's all up to you! ”

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When he walked into the free desk, Zhang Ran found that there were no chairs or stools around the desk, but a clean straw mat on both sides of the desk.

"There are no stools... How to sit..."

Zhang Ran looked around and found that most of the guests around him were kneeling on the straw mat very naturally, drinking and laughing, talking and laughing, looking quite comfortable...

Seeing the sitting posture of the diners, Zhang Ran remembered that before the Tang and Song dynasties, the ancients basically knelt on formal occasions or when they entertained guests.

It's not a formal occasion, but it's not like at home, where you can sit on the floor or find a stone or a wooden pier or something like that, and no one says it, no one cares...

"Well, if you come, you will be safe, and it doesn't hurt to sit down~"

Zhang Ran is not too unusual, or he is ridiculed for having no rules. So as soon as I gritted my teeth, I also learned from the diners in the wine shop, lifted my placket, and slowly knelt down in front of the desk...

Compared with Zhang Ran's slight entanglement, Sankui didn't have so many scruples, he walked to the desk, and knelt directly on the straw mat as soon as he lifted his placket.

Not long after Zhang Ran and the two sat down, a bartender began to serve the wine, they first served Zhang Ran and the two of them a clay pot of wine, and put down two wine cups, and then brought two large clay pots full of cooked mutton and chicken, and finally a pot of cakes made of corn...

Finally, he said: "Guest, the wine and food you want have been eaten, you can use it slowly~"

"Well, it's hard work~" Zhang Ran looked at the table full of wine and food, and said with satisfaction.

"Ouch, guest, you are so kind! This is what we should have done~ You two, please use it slowly, I will retire first! The bartender laughed, bowed back a few steps, and left...

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After the bartender left, Zhang Ran picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and unexpectedly found that the mutton here tasted very delicious and tender. Although it is simply boiled mutton in salted water and does not add too many seasonings, the mutton does not have too much fishy smell, and it tastes delicious and juicy, with an excellent taste.

After tasting the mutton, Zhang Ran took a little chicken and tasted it, and found that the taste was also very good, and then picked up the wine cup and poured a bowl into the wine cup.

When the wine is poured into the bowl, the wine has an emerald green color, a bright and pure color, a strong aroma, and a great visual sense.

Zhang Ran took a sip of the wine cup and found that the entrance was a little sweet, and he felt that the taste was somewhat similar to the rice wine of later generations.

All in all, this wine feels very good to Zhang Ran, even if it is placed in later generations, it is a rare alcoholic drink, worthy of the name of Xinfeng fine wine that has been passed down for more than 1,000 years in later generations.

Drinking fine wine, eating mutton, listening to the constant collision of wine glasses and bowls in my ears, and the shouts and cheers among friends. Zhang Ran's heart suddenly swelled with a sense of familiarity, and it seemed that he had returned to the atmosphere of the past when he was gathering with friends and family, and for a while, there was almost a feeling of being in a different world!

"Perhaps, this is the life I know and want!" Holding the wine cup silently for a moment, Zhang Ran sighed slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional and melancholy in his heart.

It's a bit ashamed to say that it's been so long since I crossed over, and I haven't solved the problem of food and clothing, from the beginning of eating boiled soybeans every day, to almost every day grilling fish, boiling fish, living like a wild man in the mountains, I didn't eat a serious meal.

Until today, I made a little money by selling fish, and I ate a meal that was closest to the atmosphere of life in later generations in this wine shop, and drank two sips of wine...

Flattered...

However, Zhang Ran can't eat this kind of meal every meal, and he basically can't afford to eat it. Take the plate of mutton in front of him as an example, according to the market price, raw mutton is about eight yuan per catty, this kind of cooked, at least ten yuan per catty in the wine shop, Zhang Ran asked for two catties, that is, twenty yuan.

Chicken is a little cheaper, but at least more than five dollars. The most expensive is the Xinfeng wine on the case, and just a dime is enough to cost eighteen yuan.

If you add the money for steamed cakes, this meal will be at least about 50 yuan.

And it's just a drink. If he really let go of his stomach and eat enough, Zhang Ran estimated that with the amount of food he and Sankui had, it would be impossible without seventy or eighty yuan.

Nearly one stone of grain was eaten in one meal, and the yield of half an acre of dry land for a year was maintained, and if this kind of life was maintained, Zhang Ran's thirty acres of land would only be enough to eat for more than a month.

Before the crossing, Zhang Ran saw someone on the Internet who calculated that in ancient times, if you wanted to maintain a modern level of life, it would take at least 200 people to wait day and night to do it.

In the past, Zhang Ran didn't believe in this, but after experiencing it himself, Zhang Ran found that although this kind of statement is a bit exaggerated, the scene described is particularly real, fully reflecting the huge difference between the living standards of ancient and modern society!