Chapter 81 Begonia Poetry Society
As soon as Goliang Pure Sake and Goliang Sake came out, it quickly caused a stir in Kyoto. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The two brothers Shi Nai and Shi Ding took the hot iron and went through the way in the palace, and listed these two kinds of wine as one of the imperial wines.
As a result, Goliang Pure Sake and Goliang Sake have become more famous.
Especially those who are martial arts, or who think they are manly, and then there is a banquet, they all drink Wuliang pure wine and get drunk.
Even those who usually love wine are attracted by the color and taste of this wine.
After drinking Wuliang pure sake and Wuliang sake, drinking those ordinary sake on the market is as tasteless as drinking swill.
As a result, the major restaurants and hotels, Qinglou Painting Boat, all went to the Wuliang Winery opened by the Shi family to buy wine.
Jia Yu watched the Kyoto Shi brothers make a lot of money, and took advantage of this boom, so he soon opened a Wuliang winery in Jinling.
Jinling is also a historical city, and now it is the capital of the city, and it is not far from Kyoto, so the situation will naturally open up quickly under the boom, and all the two kinds of wine are on sale.
Since Jia Lian did not expect that he would be able to occupy such a large share of the two markets so quickly, the brewery was soon in short supply.
If outsiders want to buy wine, they can only go to the Wuliang Winery franchised in the two places, and Jia Lian is out of stock here, which is equivalent to making the Shi brothers and Jia Yu make less money.
Who in this world would have trouble with silver, so the Shi brothers and Jia Yu could only chase Jia Lian every day to ask for more shares, so Jia Yu did not hesitate to take out his father's authority, and the Shi brothers also played the sympathy card, making Jia Lian anxious.
Fortunately, after such a period of brewing, Jia Lian has brought out many skilled brewers.
So Jia Lian bought a piece of land, built a big winery, nominated Wuliang Winery, and arranged strict defenses inside and outside.
Then bigger and more stills were built, and the old brewers brought in apprentices, and soon the distillery was fully operational.
In this way, after settling the share of Kyoto and Jinling, it was not long before someone who was well-informed negotiated with Jia Lian for the exclusive right to some other big cities.
In this way, another steady stream of silver poured towards Jia Lian.
In his previous life, Jia Lian had heard a sentence, that is: There is too much money, which is just a change in a number.
Now Jia Lian has gradually begun to feel like this, soap, honeycomb coal, cement engineering, and now Wuliang wine, except for writing books just to make a name for himself and not making much money, the rest are all profiteering.
Because there is a large amount of input every day, Jia Lian himself is gradually unable to figure out how much silver he has.
Even Wang Xifeng, who loved money as much as before, now faced with these white flowers and silver, only a faint glance, and the previous idea of being eager to take it for himself had long been lost to that Java country.
After the two kinds of Wuliang wine were balanced, Jia Lian gradually returned to his previous comfortable life.
On this day, Jia Lian was busy with things outside and was idle in his Tubi Villa.
Suddenly, he saw the waiter follow Feng'er in, holding a letterhead in his hand and giving it to him.
Jia Lian asked, "What is this?" ”
The waiter replied: "This is written by our young lady, and I just said that the person who received it should open it and take a look." ”
Jia Lian opened it and took a look, it turned out to be a whim of Tanchun, and invited Jia Lian and others to hold a poetry club.
Jia Lian looked at the bowl of begonia flowers under his eaves, but now they have not withered, but seem to be blooming more colorfully.
Recalling that day, he gave each of his sisters in the garden a bowl, and that day was like discussing the establishment of a club with Lin Daiyu, but after something delayed, I didn't expect that today it seemed to be the original trajectory of things.
It's just that Tanchun didn't invite herself in the original book, and now she sent her most powerful maid to send a letter to invite.
Thinking of this, Jia Lian said with a smile: "It's the elegance of the third sister, I'll discuss it now." ”
While talking, he left, Feng'er and Cuimo followed.
When it came to Qiushuangzhai, Jia Lian saw Xue Baochai, Lin Daiyu, Yingchun, Xichun, Li Kun, and even Shi Xiangyun, who was absent for the first time, also arrived at this time.
When everyone saw that Jia Lian had arrived, Qi Qijiao smiled and said, "Now that Brother Lian has also arrived, it is finally here." ”
So Li Kun recommended himself to take charge of the altar and gave him the nickname 'Daoxiang Old Farmer'.
In the end, Jia Baoyu set Yihong Gongzi; Lin Daiyu also used Xiaoxiang concubine; Xue Baochai set up the Jun of Wu; Shi Xiangyun set an old friend in Pillow Xia; Tanchun set a banana guest; The spring is set in Lingzhou, and the spring is set in the lotus root.
Jia Lian and the two generations combined, they only know nine tricks about this poem, and they still have one trick, so I also want to say that they are the same as Li Kun, Yingchun, and Xichun, pretending to be a clerk or something.
However, the reputation of his Yixiang son is too great, no matter how he explains it, his sisters will not follow him, and Jia Lian will not stop until he is done.
In the end, it was Li Kun who said: "Although Brother Lian has great talents, he naturally can't stay out of the matter, but he is now busy with foreign affairs, but he doesn't have to ask him to come to every company, but it's just the same, if he is present, he must not be clumsy, even if the person is not there at the beginning of the company, and then he needs to make up for the omission, do you think it's good?" ”
The eldest sister-in-law spoke thoughtfully, so all the sisters-in-law agreed, and Jia Lian could only accept it helplessly.
Next, under the intentional guidance of Jia Lian, the poetry club proposed by Tanchun is still called the Begonia Poetry Society, and then it is like the original work, except for Li Kun Yingchun and the three of them, everyone made a Begonia poem, which is as good as in the original work.
Just when Jia Lian secretly sighed that the world was like a dream, Li Kun had already finished ranking everyone's poems, tentatively appointing Xue Baochai first and Lin Daiyu second.
Jia Lian had no choice but to rack his brains, and stole and adapted a begonia poem by Wen Tingyun, an original Tang Dynasty poet, and wrote on rice paper:
Who is out of the door in the secluded state, the years are empty and the basin.
At the end of the incense of the river, the spring shines brightly and thickly.
Shu color is swaying lightly, and Wu makeup is low.
Who hates Wang Sun and melancholy the sunset.
After everyone chanted together, they all praised it very well, only to hear Shi Xiangyun continue: "Brother Lian, we are all limited by this bowl of begonias you sent, but only you extend to the beauty of begonia flowers in Shuwu Mountain, isn't this bullying us to stay at home?" ”
Xue Baochai said: "Brother Lian's words are concise, but they express the beauty and elegance of begonias, and express the sorrow and parting of the wanderer's homesickness, which is really incomparable to me." ”
In the end, Li Kun concluded: "This is often said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, although Yixiang Gongzi is not subtle and vigorous, nor is there Xiaoxiang Concubine's romantic chic, but this work is better in the artistic conception, according to my comment should be the first, Wujun is second, Xiaoxiang Concubine is third, Yihong Gongzi is the tail, are you convinced?" ”
Everyone said that it was fair, only Jia Baoyu said with a sneering face: "My song is not good, this is the fairest." ”
Just when everyone congratulated Jia Lian, Jia Lian said to the Tang Dynasty poet Wen Tingyun in his heart that he couldn't help it, and changed the famous Wen Bacha's begonia poem beyond recognition.