"Zhenguan has a three-year drought, and Zhenguan has a five-year flood...... The people don't have enough food to eat, so how can they still use grain to make wine? ”

The sloppy man poured a large sip of wine, "In the sixth year of Zhenguan, I closed the ancestral brewery. Liu swore that the people would not have surplus food for a day, and Liu would not make wine for a day. ”

After speaking, Liu Xuanji glanced at Cheng Huailiang, "It's right to take wine 9 times for 9 times of steamed grain and 7 times." It's just that the way to receive the wine is wrong. ”

"What's wrong?" Cheng Huailiang suddenly became interested in him.

"When you pick up the wine, you have to pinch the head and remove the tail, directly in the middle. The head of the wine is easy to get dizzy, the tail is too cloudy, and only the middle part is considered a good wine, and it is also the best taste. Liu Xuanji stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, "But fortunately, you are steamed from low-alcohol wine, and you can barely make do." ”

"Not bad." Cheng Huailiang smiled, "How about staying in my fat girl tavern?" ”

"Not interested." Liu Xuanji came to Cheng Huailiang with a wine jar, "Liu said that if the people can't be full for a day, Liu won't be making wine for a day." ”

Cheng Huailiang patted Liu Xuanji's shoulder, "In this way, I won't embarrass you." You stay and watch me fill the granaries of the world with your own eyes, and the people have surplus food, okay? ”

"Can you die without bragging?" Liu Xuanji's face was very red, and he drank a few times in a row.

"The Ministry of Industry has begun to make Zhenguan ploughs and distribute them to the people for free. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the land of the Tang Dynasty was deserted, and the emperor still worked so hard to keep the people fed and clothed. Do you really want to leave your family business behind and live in a nest for the rest of your life? Cheng Huailiang paused, "In less than two years, there will be high-yield seeds suitable for Datang cultivation to be sent to Chang'an." ”

"Huh!"

Liu Xuanji carried the wine jar and walked away, "White wolf with empty gloves? Do you want Liu to break his oath? ”

Li Changsi wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Cheng Huailiang.

"Liu Xuanji, you will come back."

Liu Xuanji didn't say anything and left by himself.

Cheng Huailiang smiled, "This kind of wine is only here for us, and there is no other one." Liu Xuanji will not leave aside the centuries-old foundation. ”

"Why?"

"I believe Liu Xuanji's oath, but the foundation of hundreds of years ......" Cheng Huailiang suddenly remembered that there was a record about Liu Baiyuan in Taiping Guangji, and immediately squinted his eyes, "Liu Baizhuo's foundation was not lost, but robbed by others." ”

"How do you know?"

"Changsi, you will send someone to Puzhou Hezhong Mansion, Liu Xuanji's hometown. Check the matter about Liu Xuanji in detail. Cheng Huailiang's brows furrowed slightly, "Brewery, we can't just put it in Chang'an City." If we want to sell to the whole country, we will start with Liu Xuanji's brewery. Whoever moves the foundation of the Liu family has to spit it out to Lao Tzu. ”

"Okay, I'll send someone to Hezhong Mansion when I get home."

It's noon.

The little chubby girl was still shopping, and she was not in a hurry to go to Lu Guogong's mansion.

At the city gate, the little fat girl opened the door of the carriage and clumsily climbed down from the carriage.

With only one escort, he walked towards Suzaku Street.

"Chen Bo, why do I feel different every time I come out?" The little fat girl is carrying her hands behind her waist, a little adult who is alive.

"Miss, the master said that you are calm, and calm people think about things a lot." The guard followed behind the little fat girl, carrying two jars of wine.

"Alas, I'm afraid that Chen Wang and Chen Du will protect me, and I can't do without the word His Royal Highness."

The little chubby girl looked at both sides of the street, the traders were busy haggling, and the guys in the restaurant were beckoning customers to come in.

But the people of the Tang Dynasty seem to have an inexplicable sense of superiority, and their attitude towards the Hu caravan is somewhat arrogant.

"Guanzhong people have their own arrogance and arrogance. Just like my father. ”

After the little fat girl finished speaking, she saw several people walking over from the opposite side, some with broken hands and some with broken legs.

When the people and the people who were doing business saw that these people took the initiative to salute, their faces were filled with respect.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant specially brought out a few bowls of rice wine and handed them to them.

The expressions of these disabled people are very resolute, and they don't feel that they are cripples at all, and they drag down the world. Xiao Er opened his mouth to drink the wine handed over, and then said thank you.

But the Hu people, who didn't have long eyes, handed over a few pieces of food to eat, but the faces of these disabled people changed.

Drinking is to accept the other person's respect, and there are other stories in this. When you bring it to eat, who do you look down on?

Syllable!

There was a man with a broken leg, holding a crutch, and raising his hand to slap Hu Ren, who was angry and was about to theorize, but was surrounded by the people around him.

"In the fifth year of Zhenguan, Tubo invaded the border of the Tang Dynasty, and Long Wuwei sent 5,000 people to the border of Taozhou, only they came back alive, we respect heroes!"

Xiao Er's eyes widened, and he glared at Hu Ren. The people also began to point fingers at the Hu people, and the Hu people who handed over the food hurriedly apologized, and then fled in embarrassment.

The little chubby girl immediately stood still, these were wounded soldiers, wounded soldiers coming down from the battlefield. For the people, even if they are disabled, they are heroes.

can make the people have such a sense of superiority, just because these heroes who fought for their lives on the battlefield brought them the capital of arrogance to the Hu people.

Passing wine is respect.

Acceptance is natural.

Everything does not seem hypocritical, this is the people of Datang, the soldiers of Datang.

In the face of the five disabled people, Princess Jinyang shook her clothes, regardless of her status as a princess, and bent down to salute the five people.

The five of them stopped, bowed in return, and then grinned, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and were about to continue walking.

"Uncles, can I disturb you?" The little chubby girl stopped the five people.

"Little girl, what's the matter?"

The five of them looked at the chubby little son, with indescribable doting.

Yes, in the past, they fought on the battlefield, didn't they protect the homeland behind them, the relatives behind them, and the future of those Tang Dynasty?

"Uncle, I want to ask, after you retire, will the military department still give you military salaries?" The little chubby girl frowned.

"Hahaha......"

One of them laughed, and smiled very boldly, "When you are a soldier, you can receive food." Now that you can't go to the battlefield, how can you still have the face to lead the salary of the military department? We can feed ourselves. ”

"Uncles, I mean, doesn't the military department have a military registration department dedicated to serving soldiers?" The little chubby girl is very strange, in her memory, there seems to be such a department in the Ministry of War, "I still remember that the Military Registration Department is directly in charge of Han Ming, the squire of the Ministry of War." The main thing is to arrange the disabled soldiers who have been conscripted, and it cannot be said that it will give you an absolutely peaceful old age, but at least it will make your life worry-free. You are all heroes of the Tang Dynasty, I remember that Cheng Zhijie, the Duke of Lu Guo, and Hou Junji, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, said that the Tang Dynasty will not give up any true hero who has shed blood for the country. ”

The corners of the five people's mouths twitched, "Girl, how can we bear to take that unearned money?" ”

"That's not right."

The little fat girl looked at the five people with a slight bitterness on her face, "Chen Bo, give me your waist card." ”