Guan Ping's goal is one, to assist Liu Bei to create a super powerful Shu Han, and then become a second ancestor.

Cockfighting dogs, hugging forward and back, walking sideways like crabs.

Nothing else matters.

It's just ready, hello everyone.

Guan Ping didn't notice that Liu Bei suddenly showed a difficult look. After thinking about it, he said embarrassedly: "Ping'er, my uncle is really difficult now, how about borrowing this recipe from my uncle for a few years?" ”

Liu Bei calmed down before he remembered this incident. This recipe is Guan Ping's, no matter how excited he is, he is embarrassed to attack Guan Ping.

But at present, Xinye is indeed tight, and Liu Bei is naturally salivating when he looks at this gold mine. I have to borrow a few years of prescriptions, and when I get relieved, I can return it to Guan Ping.

If the situation is good, you can also compensate Guan Ping.

All in all, Liu Bei was embarrassed to attack Guan Ping.

"Wherever my uncle speaks, my father and my uncle are siblings, one flesh. It was precisely because the nephew knew that Xinye was in a tight position that he offered this good wine, and Fang Zi gave it to his uncle. Guan Ping waved his hand, his face was generous and righteous.

It's really stupid to talk about money.

You have to talk about feelings.

Be prepared, it's all about home.

Liu Bei didn't know the utilitarianism in the heart of this genius nephew, but he only felt extremely moved. I thought, I really deserve to be the son of Yun Chang, and my heart is towards me.

But the more Guan Ping is like this, the more ashamed Liu Bei is. But he was reluctant to do so.

It's really difficult, it's hard to kill General Zuo.

"My nephew too." Liu Bei touched the horn on Guan Ping's head and said from the bottom of his heart. Guan Ping narrowed his eyes, and his heart was full of joy.

This thigh is too thick.

Then Liu Bei did many things, one was to write a handwritten letter and send someone to send it to Guan Yu. This matter needs to be talked about with Guan Yu's second brother.

This brewing recipe is not a trivial matter, so as not to make two families.

After that, Liu Bei sent people to summon Jian Yong, Sun Qian, Mi Zhu, and everyone who was helping to be guests in General Zuo's mansion to meet.

There are a lot of idle meals with Liu Bei, Jian Yong, Mi Zhu, and Sun Qian are just three of them.

Guan Ping saw that Liu Bei was planning to summon the ministers to discuss how to maximize the benefits of this wine, and how to operate it after making money.

Guan Ping thought that he was only ten years old, and he belonged to the age when he had no hair in his mouth and couldn't do things firmly, and he couldn't speak. Then he got up and said goodbye: "Since the lord has summoned the princes to discuss the matter, the nephew will retire." ”

Liu Bei looked at this nephew who was only ten years old, but might change the situation in Xinye now, and even make Liu Bei greatly stronger. After thinking about it for a while, Liu Bei said: "Ping'er, it's okay for you to sit down and listen, if you have any ideas, you can also say them out loud." ”

Liu Bei is not a person who chooses people by age, since Guan Ping has come up with a way to make wine, and knows that this wine can help Xinye get out of trouble, it proves that Guan Ping is not an idle boy.

At the age of twelve, Gan Luo came up with a strange plan to make the Qin State profitable, and then worshiped as Shangqing. If Guan Ping is smart and chases after Ganluo, Liu Bei can also be entrusted with important tasks.

This is Liu Bei's strength.

Therefore, in history, Hanzhong was too short of people, and Liu Bei promoted Wei Yan as a general and used it in general. You must know that Wei Yanming in that period of history is not as good as Wu Yi, Li Yan and others, and he is not as brave as Zhang Fei, and he is still an unknown person.

Therefore, Liu Bei selected Wei Yan as a general, and the three armies were shaken. But it turned out that Liu Bei saw people very accurately, and Wei Yan finally became a general in the middle and late Han Dynasty.

Guan Ping was actually not interested in this.

He aspires to be a second ancestor, Seyanei. Fighting cocks and dogs, hugging left and right, hugging in front and back, rampant and domineering.

As the saying goes, those who are able work hard, and most of those who are in high positions are like this. Zhuge Liang did his best and died, and he was only fifty years old when he died.

Zhuge Liang is a big man, a big husband, and a loyal minister, but in Guan Ping's view, it is better to learn Zhuge Liang than to be a second ancestor and live happily.

But since Beibei let him stay, then he is obedient. Speak less, smile more, and don't let Beibei think I'm capable, and then reuse me.

Hum.

"No." Guan Ping promised.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Ping followed Liu Bei to the hall and sat down, still sitting beside Liu Bei. Not long after, Jian Yong, Sun Qian, Mi Zhu and the rest of the seven or eight helpers came in together.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Liu Bei combing the horn on his side, and Guan Ping, who was full of childishness, was surprised, but no one mentioned it. After coming in, he saluted Liu Bei as usual and said to the lord. Sun Qian, Jian Yong, and Mi Zhu have seats, that is, the three giants under Liu Bei.

The rest of the guests sit casually, and there is no distinction between high and low status.

After everyone sat down, Liu Bei clapped his hands, and naturally a personal soldier walked in holding the wine jar and the corresponding wine glass.

The wine cup of the Han Dynasty was a bronze vessel with three legs, and it was generally used at banquets.

The civil officials looked down at the wine glasses, and then at Liu Bei, not knowing why. But none of the civil servants on the scene did not drink alcohol.

When you smell this wine, you will feel sweet. Some civil officials who are good at wine are even more aroused by wine worms, and spit keeps coming out of their mouths.

"Gentlemen, please drink." Liu Bei still didn't explain, and said with a smile.

Jian Yong was the fastest, and before Liu Bei could speak, he had already picked up his wine glass, and then couldn't wait to drink it.

"Uh, good wine." Jian Yong's face was immediately full of red light, and he burped with a sigh, and then there was no more, Jian Yong moved the fastest, but the amount of wine was very poor, and he let go of the wine glass by mistake, and the whole person fell asleep on the table.

"Huhuhu." If you listen closely, you can hear the snoring sound.

"Carry it down, so that you can take care of it." Liu Bei said helplessly.

"No." Two soldiers immediately came in from outside the door and carried Jian Yong down.

The civil officials couldn't wait, but when they saw Jian Yong's end, they became cautious, and everyone was very gentle, and took a sip of the wine glass.

Immediately, except for a few civil officials who were choked and only felt that they could not accept the strong wine, and shook their heads, most of the civil officials had their eyes lit up and shouted, "Good wine." ”

No way, before the Han Dynasty, people drank low-alcohol wine, which was not only mild, but also not easy to get drunk. This sudden appearance of strong liquor, some people can accept it, some people can't.

And rightfully so.

As long as the majority can accept it, even half of the people who drink alcohol, then distilled spirits can be predicted to be on fire.

"Among the gentlemen, there are old men who have drunk imperial wine with me in Xudu. In your opinion, how is this wine better than the royal wine given by His Majesty? ”

Liu Bei's eyes were bright and bright, swept away decadence, and he was in good spirits.

"It's like the difference between green clouds and black mud." Sun Qian said with a smile.

"Not comparable." Mi Zhu also blurted out his debut.

"The imperial wine was given by the Son of Heaven, and it is hard to find. But if you want to estimate the price of the imperial wine, I don't know what you think you should do? ”

Liu Bei asked with a smile again.

"A jar of wine is fifty catties, and there is no market and no price. But if you want to give a price, I'll give three gold. Mi Zhu said to Liu Bei, and the two wide sleeves hung down, making him graceful and graceful.

"It's the right price." Sun Qian also said.

"Then can I sell hardware for this wine?" Liu Bei asked with a smile again.

Laugh, laugh, laugh.

Today, Liu Bei has never had a sad face, and his smiling face is about to cramp.

It's a real pleasure.