After Song finished speaking, he stood up.

"Son, think about it.

If you agree, give the wine a good name. Wait for the wine jar of Xiangfuju to be delivered, and send a few jars to your father first. Although Changping County is not stable now, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, just so that your father will make a name for you. ”

Yang Shouwen understood!

Song's this is going to take the upper route, a high-end strategy.

But what is the name of this wine......

Yang Shouwen frowned, but he was a little distressed. He sat on the porch and looked at the young lady in the sun, grinning and teasing the dog. A flash of light flashed, and he suddenly laughed.

"Young lady, you come."

"Brother son, what's the matter?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at the young lady a few times, and suddenly reached out and put it on the young lady's face, rubbing it.

"Brother son, I hate it!" The young lady said coquettishly.

Yang Shouwen said with a smile: "If you want to be Rong, it's called Qingping Tune...... The young lady remembered that if she saw Qingping in the market one day, it was a gift from her brother-in-law to the young lady. This is the secret of my son's brother and childhood, you know? ”

The young lady's eyes widened, but her face was full of doubt.

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At lunchtime, a jar of wine was only drunk a little, and the Song family couldn't stand it.

This wine is not the wine she usually drinks, after distillation, the mouth is mellow, and the stamina is great. Song drank two bowls and went back to sleep. The rest of the wine, Yang Shouwen drank two sips, and the rest was swallowed by Yang Jasmine.

This jar of wine is about twenty catties.

After distillation, the alcohol purity is about 20 degrees and less than 30 degrees. Compared to the sake of this era, this degree is already very amazing. But Yang Jasmine didn't seem to feel it at all, after drinking a jar alone, she didn't feel any alcohol at all, and helped Yang clean the courtyard, and ran to the door to play alone, looking calm.

It's a wine barrel!

Yang Shouwen was also surprised, but he didn't think too much about it.

In the afternoon, Yang Shouwen took a nap in the room, and Yang Rui arrived outside the door with a hundred white porcelain wine jars.

The porcelain of this era is not really exquisite.

It can only be said that after years of precipitation, Tang Dynasty porcelain can be regarded as generous and brilliant. The white porcelain bought by Yang Rui can be called a fine product in this era. But for Yang Shouwen, it was not enough to shock him.

In his previous life, he had seen a porcelain from the Xuanzong era, and it was indeed full of atmosphere.

However, at that time, it was the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, when all countries came to the dynasty and the four seas surrendered, so in some handicrafts, they would unconsciously integrate into the grace of the Celestial Empire. And now Wu Cao is in charge, although the country is peaceful and peaceful. However, due to the defeat in foreign wars, the porcelain of this period has a slightly feminine feeling.

This, perhaps, is a disadvantage of the heroine's world?

Yang Shouwen didn't care about any of this.

He doesn't care if it's the heroine of the world, he only cares about whether he and the people around him can live a better life.

"Big brother, the entire white porcelain of Xiangfuju has been bought by me, and it is estimated that it will not be available for a while. Are these enough? If it is not enough, they have to book with Xiangfuju in advance, and it will take some time for them to purchase goods from the Central Plains. ”

"Well, that's enough for now!"

Yang Shouwen looked at the rows of white porcelain and felt a little headache.

If all these wines were filled, I am afraid it would also be a huge project.

He suddenly felt as if he had found a ** annoyance for himself...... Originally, he was still hesitating whether to hand over this flower to the Song family to manage. Now it seems that handing over Hua Xiangrong to the Song family may be the best choice.

Hey...... Thinking of the scene of himself burying his head in the firewood room all day long to distill liquor, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but shudder.

It was night, and the Song family didn't wake up from a hangover, and Yang Rui and Qingnu also slept.

After checking the safety of his home, Yang Shouwen returned to his room.

He had just sat down when there was a soft knock on the door.

Immediately after opening a crack in the door, a small head poked in from the outside, and said aggrievedly: "Brother son, you haven't told the story of the monkey to the young lady for a long time." ”

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on Yang Shouwen's face, and he beckoned to the young lady.

The young lady grinned and slipped in like a little monkey. Immediately behind her, four more puppies ran in.

"Isn't the young lady sleepy?"

"Not sleepy!"

The young lady was lying next to Yang Shouwen, with a smile in her eyes, like a pair of crooked moon buds.

Yang Shouwen rubbed her little face and said softly: "If you are not sleepy, the young lady will sit here to accompany her brother-in-law." When the brother is done, he will tell the story of the monkey to the young lady, okay? ”

"Hmm!" The young lady nodded vigorously and said seriously: "The young lady is very well-behaved, the younger brother is busy, and the young lady accompanies the younger brother." ”

"Good!"

Yang Shouwen smiled, rubbed the young lady's little face again, and spread out the paper.

"Brother son, the young lady will grind ink."

"Oh?"

"In the past, when Ah Weng was here, the young lady often sharpened the ink for Ah Weng."

Yang Shouwen forgot that Yang Dafang seemed to be not low in knowledge. Including Yang Chenglie, they all seem to be able to read and hyphenation, and they are somewhat literate. is also normal, Yang Shouwen's mother is a child of the Zheng family in Xingyang. If Yang Chenglie is illiterate, it is impossible to marry Yang Shouwen's mother.

"So, the young lady is literate?"

"Hmm!"

While grinding the ink, the young lady replied proudly: "Ah Weng has taught the young lady, and the young lady knows a lot of words, and she can memorize a thousand words." ”

Yikes! Yang Shouwen was a little surprised.

The thousand-character text was used as the basis of Mongolian learning in later generations, and the three hundred thousand can be said to be well-known.

However, in that era when the west wind was prosperous, there were not many people who could memorize a thousand-character text completely, at least Yang Shouwen couldn't do it. In this era, although the thousand-character text is used as an enlightenment reading, it can recite the thousand-character text, at least at the level of high and elementary school. Yang Shouwen couldn't help but extend his thumb to the young lady, which also made the young lady's smile even brighter.

Outside, Yang left lightly.

The young lady ran to find Yang Shouwen, of course she knew.

Originally, she was afraid that the young lady would disturb Yang Shouwen, but after listening to the conversation in the house, she put her mind at ease, returned to her room, and took out needlework. For Yang Shouwen, Yang did not want to be wary. Although there is a difference between men and women, in their hearts, the Yang family did not think that one day if Yang Shouwen married a young lady. After all, the two grew up together, a fool, a little girl, although they don't know about men and women, but the emotion is indeed intimate.

Yang Shouwen lifted the brush, dipped it in ink, adjusted the tip of the pen, and wrote the words 'Qingping Tune' on the paper.

Qingping tune is a Yuefu word card.

If the Song family wants to use this wine to take the high-end route, then it must have a compelling name.

What 'spring' and 'blood', Yang Shouwen doesn't like it. But if you change the word card, it must be excellent.

"Young lady, do you recognize these three words?"

The young lady came over and said with some difficulty: "Qing-Ping-Tune...... It's a clear tone, and the son's brother's words are better than Ah Weng's. ”

What does Yang Dafang's words look like?

Yang Shouwen is not particularly clear.

It's just that he had practiced calligraphy in his previous life after he was paralyzed, especially regular script, and copied Yan Zhenqing's posts from the beginning. Later, he went to copy Liu Gongquan, so in the calligraphy, there is Yan Zhenqing's thick and clumsy pen, Jin Jian's free and easy style, and Liu Gongquan's sharp edges and corners, and his strong bones. So much so that a friend once said that his calligraphy was unique to the essence of Yan muscles and willow bones. Unfortunately, he remained paralyzed in bed and never showed his calligraphy to the world.

, the first year of the holy calendar.

Yan Zhenqing will not be born until eleven years later, Liu Gongquan......

The wind of Yan muscles and willow bones has not yet appeared in this era. So much so that when Yang Shouwen wrote three regular scripts, the young lady was amazed.

"Hee-hee, have a vision."

Yang Shouwen stretched out his hand and scratched the young lady's nose, and said softly: "Do you remember the meaning of these three words?" ”

The young lady nodded and said: "Remember, the younger brother said that these three words were given to the young mother by the younger brother, and they are the secret between the younger brother and the young mother, only the younger brother and the young lady know, and you must not tell the third person." ”

Yang Shouwen nodded with a smile, and after a moment of silence, he picked up the pen and continued to write.

The clouds want to be dressed and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.