Chapter Ninety-Three: Dozens of Altars
"Virtuous nephew, you see, my relationship with your father is so deep, we should move around more often. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info don't stay alone in the house all the time, remember to come to my house often to play, you and Saburo are about the same age, just be a companion. ”
Lao Cheng was a little depressed in his heart, and the routines he usually played very well seemed to be not working very well at the moment. The emotion on the face of the little guy in front of him was obviously pretended, hey, it's really not ancient.
Cheng Saburo cooperated with his old man's performance in pain on the side, but he still had to pretend to be happy. Otherwise, the old man of his family would be unhappy and pat him on the shoulder, and it would be himself who hurt.
Lao Cheng chatted with Li Hao a lot, and invited Li Hao to their Cheng Mansion family banquet in the middle. After he was full of wine and food, Lao Cheng said his purpose at this time: "Virtuous nephew, look, how is the family banquet in my Cheng Mansion?" ”
"Very generous!" Li Hao immediately flattered Lao Cheng after listening to his words, without hesitation.
Can it not be hearty? White-cut chicken, roast duck, roast goose, roast whole sheep, roast suckling pig, all meat, and all produced by their own restaurant.
What's more, there are several large plates of beef in these meats, which is something that is difficult for ordinary people to eat. It is said that the old Cheng family often dies cultivating cattle, which is introduced in all the crossing books.
"Hey, such a delicacy, don't you think there's something missing?" Lao Cheng didn't blush when he saw Li Hao praising the sumptuous family banquet in his house, but sighed.
Li Hao looked at the table and didn't feel that anything was missing. "Did Uncle mean that there weren't enough vegetables on the table? Need to add some vegetables? ”
There are no vegetables in Chang'an in winter, and even if it is spring, there are not many. Li Hao thought about it for a long time, and from the principle of reasonable food matching, it seems that the amount of vegetables is not enough, or not at all. If you eat meat alone, it's not good for your health.
"Hey...... The virtuous nephew still didn't listen carefully to the old man's words. At the beginning, your father and I ate meat in large pieces and drank wine in large bowls. No meat, no joy, no wine, no feast, you look at this table full of meat, just lack of wine, these three pulp is still a little worse. ”
After Lao Cheng heard Li Hao's goodness, he almost slapped it like a slap. This kid is too unreasonable, and he deliberately repeated the word wine several times, so he had to say it so thoroughly!
Don't you know that these three pulps are now fading out of a bird?
Well, Li Hao finally understands the meaning of this guy's words now. has taken a fancy to the home-brewed Jian Nanchun, does this old guy want to rob the recipe of his own wine?
Thinking about it, Li Hao thinks it's unlikely, and now everyone knows that the workshop has King Wu's share. And Li Hao actually brought a few small altars to the door this time, but Cheng Fu didn't come up, could it be .....
Li Hao raised his head and looked at Lao Cheng, "Uncle Cheng, do you want to drink Jian Nanchun?" In this way, I can ask the workshop to give Cheng Fuyun a copy, how about it? ”
"If it's very good, bring me dozens of altars every month. Feel relieved! We, Cheng Fu, won't let you suffer. ”
In the end, Li Hao's reaction was not bad, which made Lao Cheng's heart open. He really wanted to drink that wine, because it was not sold anywhere else except in his natural home! It's hard to drink!
Ever since Cheng Saburo brought some filial piety to Lao Cheng from the natural residence, Lao Cheng has really been obsessed with this thing. For a person like him who loves to drink, and the temperature in the north is relatively low, he can't let it go after drinking.
It's a pity that this wine is hard to buy, and only this kid's restaurant in front of you has it. Lao Cheng didn't think about buying and selling, he couldn't do this kind of tasteless thing, so he walked the curve.
Uh, dozens of altars a month! Li Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this, when drinking water. The monthly output of his workshop is only so much, all of which is given to Lao Cheng, and he also does the business of wool.
There are many processes in liquor, and the other is also greatly affected by grain. Although the government does not restrict private brewing, it is difficult for Li Hao to increase the output at once, not to mention that he does not think much about it and quickly increases the production.
"Uncle Cheng embarrassed me, and the output of my wine in a month is only dozens of jars. If it is all sent to Cheng Fu, there will be no sale on the natural side. "So give all the wine to Cheng Fu, and Li Hao naturally doesn't do it.
"How about half of it?" Lao Cheng blinked and said after hearing Li Hao's words, half of it is a little less, it seems that he can only save it. Only distinguished guests can drink it, and no one else wants to drink it.
Halfway? A large jar of wine is dozens of catties, and half of it is hundreds of catties. Are all the people in this Cheng Mansion wine barrels? So drinkable? "There are only a few altars, and they are all big altars. Uncle Cheng, although this sword Nanchun is good, you can't be greedy. ”
After the two sides argued with each other for a while, the final number was set, two altars per month. No matter how hard Lao Cheng grinds and presses, Li Hao has not let go, just such a weight, and he can't lose money.
After returning from Cheng's Mansion, Li Hao thought about it for a while, and sent some to King Hejian and Li Jing's mansion, as well as to the old house. I have a good relationship with several of them, and I should send them some of this wine, but Li Hao didn't think of these before.
And the palace also has to send some, Li Er gave a name, and he has to send some moisturizing money to pass. Li Hao doesn't need to send this over by himself, he just needs to prepare it for Wu Wangfu, and there will naturally be a relationship over there to send it to the palace.
"Come on! Come! Come! Virtuous brother drinks! After sending the wine, Cheng Saburo didn't know if he was instructed by Lao Cheng, so he specially invited Li Hao to get together again, and the location was Li Hao's natural residence.
This is already a must-choose place for banquets in Chang'an City, so whether the friendship is good or not depends on the host's family to invite you to drink. As long as you go to the natural residence, it must be very important in the owner's heart.
At this party, Li Hao met the son of the eldest grandson Wuji, but he didn't have a deep friendship. During the banquet, there were a few descendants of other Wenchen, and after drinking, they couldn't help but chant poems and have fun, which made Cheng San and Fang Er, people who practice martial arts, feel uncomfortable.
Li Hao also felt very strange, it was not that he had not attended these gatherings. But when I participated before, I rarely saw Wenchen's descendants, because the two sides were not all the way, how could there be these people this time?
"Brother Xian! You can also come to a song, let these guys see how good we are! ”
Cheng San and Fang Er can't chant poetry, but they have poetry masters. Just pull Li Hao out and swing it in the middle. This is also Cheng Sanlang's purpose in pulling Li Hao over, this guy is fine.
The son of the eldest grandson Wuji was a little unhappy when he saw Li Hao come out, and the people around him said that this guy was a little talented, but he didn't believe it very much. The descendants of a small official's family are still engaged in the lowly industry of commerce, what kind of talent can they have.