The next night, the living room in the backyard of the Martial Mansion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Haha...... Happy, happy! This wine is really strong! ”

Wu Song smiled heartily, but the corresponding was the embarrassed expressions of Luan Tingyu, Fahai, Huineng, Pang Chunmei, Li Bei'er and others.

Tut~

A total of seven people tried the wine, and five of them squirted out on the spot, and even Luan Tingyu was in pain, and finally swallowed it - this is simply a tragedy!

In the awkward silence of everyone, and in the urging of Wu Song to bring another bowl, Wu Kai picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a sip carefully.

There is some mellow aroma in the spicy, about forty or fifty degrees, although it is only the level of cheap loose liquor, but it is not as bad as Luan Tingyu and the others show, right?

What went wrong?

Wu Kai was groaning, but Li Bei'er thought that he had been hit, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "Uncle Mo should be discouraged, this private brewing has violated the royal law, it is better to concentrate on the 'soap' business, but save worry and effort." ”

Although these words were comforting Wu Kai, they also showed that Li Bei'er was indeed not optimistic about the sales of liquor.

Wu Kai asked unrelentingly, "Do you really think this wine is hard to drink?" ”

"How so!" Wu Song stretched out his hand and snatched the wine bowl in front of Wu Kai, raised his head and killed a third, hissing hot air, and said, "I think this wine is really happy, and it's so happy!" ”

Wu Kai completely ignored his statement and turned his gaze to Luan Tingyu, except for Wu Song, Luan Tingyu was the only one who drank the wine, so Wu Kai wanted to hear his opinion.

Luan Tingyu showed a little hesitation on his face, then took a sip of the wine bowl, frowned and commented: "This wine is too strong, drinking it in the stomach, it is like pouring a mouthful of flames, if it is like drinking as usual, I am afraid that few people can bear it, but if you taste it carefully, the taste between the lips and teeth is more mellow than other wines." ”

These words are pertinent, even in modern times, how many people dare to pour a bowl of liquor directly into their stomachs?

Wu Kai stared at him expectantly and asked, "Luan Dutou, according to what you can see, is this wine a head?" ”

Luan Tingyu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he meant by 'engaging in his head', and he pondered for a moment, but shook his head and said: "The big officials, now from the ministers and nobles, down to the common people - even those literati and scholars, drinking is also proud of being arrogant, and such a careful tasting is despised, so if this strong wine wants to spread, I am afraid it is not so easy." ”

After a pause, he said uncertainly: "If it were those barbarians in the north, maybe they would like such a strong wine that can ward off the cold." ”

[By the way, distilled liquor is generally recognized as the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty and the development of the Ming and Qing dynasties. Although there were studies of distilled liquor before the Song Dynasty, they were all privately brewed and did not spread on a large scale - so I have always suspected that the habit of drinking high-grade liquor was actually brought about by the invasion of foreign races in the north. 】

At the end of the day, there is a difference in drinking culture!

Modern people can drink one or two catties of liquor, which can be regarded as a good amount of wine, but the ancients paid attention to 'fighting wine for ten thousand and abusing it', and it was 'meeting to drink three hundred cups'!

Although these poems are exaggerated, they express the attitude of the ancients towards wine - if you can't drink wantonly, what kind of wine is it?

Even those literati who use small wine glasses have to pretend to be bold and suffocate to show that they are not sissies.

And in the folk, whether drinking is bold enough or not can even be used as an element in evaluating personal conduct and ethics - just imagine, if Song Jiang first saw Wu Song, he drank and licked like a girl, and Erlang would still make friends with him?

Then there is the problem of alcohol tolerance, drinking those sweet wines of more than ten degrees or even several degrees all day long, the acceptance of high alcohol, naturally cannot be compared with those who often drink alcohol in later generations - of course, there are exceptions, such as Wu Erlang's level of alcoholics, without running-in, immediately adapted to the taste of high liquor.

The question is how many drunkards like Wu Song can there be in the world?

After figuring out this section, Wu Kai was completely lost, and wanted to change the cultural habits of a country and a nation in a short period of time, even Song Huizong was afraid that it would be difficult to do it, could it be that the idea of making money by making wine was going to end without a problem?

"Brother, I think this wine is very good, it's strong enough!"

Wu Song burped, but there were already three empty wine bowls in front of him—the last bowl was obediently served by Li Bei'er.

I heard Erlang patting his chest and saying, "But if my brother wants to make the wine that others love to drink, I have a way!" ”

"You? What can you do? ”

Wu Kai stared at him suspiciously, a little suspicious that this guy was drinking too much and bragging-apart from drinking and fighting, he had never heard of Wu Song's ability to make wine.

"Brother, have you ever heard of three bowls but not working?" Wu Song said as he scooped another bowl from the wine jar, and said with a smile: "Although that wine is not as strong as my brother's brewing, it is the most refreshing I have ever drunk in my life, if it can be sold openly, I will definitely make a lot of silver!" ”

Three bowls are not enough?

This wine Wu Kai is naturally not unfamiliar.

However, looking at Erlang's appearance of drinking liquor as water, Wu Kai couldn't believe his tongue - drinking like him like this, I'm afraid that he would have anesthetized his taste buds, right?

However, now that the winemaking has fallen into a predicament, it is better to be a dead horse and a horse doctor, and maybe those three bowls are not enough, and it may not be possible to provide new ideas to yourself.

Thinking of this, Wu Kai said categorically: "Since this is the case, then you can go and invite me from the shop that has not served three bowls - remember to bring back the tools for brewing with you!" ”

It may seem like a robber doing so, but who cares?

It's a big deal to give them the charge of selling liquor without permission, and anyway, it is impossible for such a small country shop to get a liquor brewing license from the government - after all, in the entire Dongping Mansion, only Chen Taishou is qualified to issue a liquor license.

"Okay, well, when I drink a few more cups to nourish my spirits, I will go to Jingyang Gangxia to find the store early tomorrow morning!"

This drunkard!

Wu Kai said angrily: "I don't need you to go!" Huineng, you take Song Xiong and Cao Yang, and then go to the front yard to call a few strong laborers, and go to Jingyang Gangxia early tomorrow morning to bring me back the store! ”

Although Song Xiong and Cao Yang have joined the monk army, they have not lost their status as government officials, and it should not be a problem to scare a few countrymen by putting on their previous official uniforms.

Saying that, Wu Kai set his sights on Fahai again, although it is meaningless to advertise 'liquor', but the matter of selling land still has to be put on the agenda - otherwise, after the New Year, what will he use to recruit troops?

He originally planned to explain this matter to Fahai in the morning, but he was dragged by Wu Song and delayed all day in the west wing.

However, when Fahai heard that Wu Kai was going to sell the land, he was very shocked, and after reacting, he hurriedly said: "Master, why is this so? If you don't get the money, there are still some savings here! ”

Li Bei'er on the side was also busy saying: "If the uncle uses money, even if he opens his mouth, he will ......"

"Needless to say! I don't point to farming to support my family, what's the use of keeping the fields?! Wu Kai interrupted Li Bei'er, turned his head to Pang Chunmei on the side and said, "By the way, how many acres of our field are and where are they distributed, you can tell Fahai first." ”

Pang Chunmei's original work was equivalent to the little secretary next to Wu Yueniang, so these data came as soon as she opened her mouth: "A total of more than 2,700 acres, 460 acres of paddy fields, 740 acres of high-grade fertile land, and the rest are ordinary fields." ”

Tut~

No wonder the floating wealth in Ximenqing's house is only eight or nine hundred taels, it turns out that this guy is actually a land-madman!

I have been in the Northern Song Dynasty for a while, so Wu Kai also has a general understanding of the land price, generally paddy fields should be fifteen or above, fertile fields should be eight or nine times, and some rotten land should also be three or five times, and the total value of these two thousand seven hundred acres will exceed 20,000 taels of silver!

For a while, Wu Kai was a little hesitant - should you leave some paddy fields in case of emergency?

After all, if you want to make wine, you can't do without food, and it is always cheaper to grow it yourself than to buy it.

Besides, as long as there are a few thousand taels of silver, it is enough to recruit troops and horses in the early stage.

So he changed his tune and said, "Then sell the rotten land first!" Fahai, you are responsible for spreading the news, just say that in three days, the more than 1,000 acres of land will be auctioned on our house, and the one with the highest price will win! ”

After the discussion was settled, everyone left one by one, leaving only Wu Song holding the wine jar, refusing to let go, looking at it like that, he was afraid that he would already be seventy or eighty percent drunk - after all, the stamina of this wine was much stronger than that of three bowls of work.

"That's it!"

Wu Kai stepped forward and snatched the wine jar vigorously, and scolded: "Home-brewed wine, it's not like you can't drink it in the future!" Go, hurry back and wash and sleep, I have something to discuss with you tomorrow! ”

Wu Song muttered a few times dissatisfiedly, but he had to stagger out of the living room, but he didn't take a few steps, and he staggered into the west wing room in search of the smell.

Anyway, there were only sake lees and wine utensils in it, and there was no finished wine, so Wu Kai didn't care about him - thinking that Wu Song couldn't find the wine, he would leave by himself.

Who knew that after waiting for a while, Wu Song still didn't come out.

Wu Kai was a little worried, and hurriedly went to the west wing to take a look, but found that this guy actually fell asleep with wine lees!

After several attempts, he couldn't get him up, so Wu Kai had to let it go, took a quilt from other rooms and put it on Wu Song, and closed all the doors and windows tightly - although in this way, the smell of alcohol in the house could not be discharged, but this should not be a bad thing for Wu Song.

said that Wu Kai went back to the main room by himself, and after a while, he also fell asleep with Wu Yueniang when the lights were out.

About an hour later, almost three quarters later, a figure took advantage of the dark night and high wind to quietly land on the roof of the West Wing house......