Chapter 297: Concubine

"This gentleman stays."

Finally, a young waiter called out to Mo Chuchen: "In the future, in this case, Mr. should not mention it to others easily, otherwise I am afraid that I will be beaten." ”

"Thanks for the reminder." Mo Chuchen waved his hand and left in style.

Why didn't he know that he was easy to be beaten when he spoke?

After all, Emperor Zhao is currently in good health, and if he suddenly runs out and says that he wants to be cured, he will be angry.

However, Mo Chuchen is not a lie, Emperor Zhao is indeed going to be seriously ill, but he "predicted" in advance.

"Your Majesty, what do you command?" The black short-beaten entourage followed closely, and when he saw Emperor Zhao waving his hand, he hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"Go back, don't make things difficult for that scholar."

Emperor Zhao didn't take the strange scholars he met halfway seriously at all, and the scholars who went to Beijing every year to take the exam always had a few nervous ones, and he had already gotten used to them.

It's just that thinking that some people will make things difficult for a crazy scholar on their own, Emperor Zhao is still a little unbearable.

"The little one will tell him to go down." The attendant retreated and muttered to a few people.

It seems that if it weren't for the emperor's instructions, someone would really make things difficult for that scholar on their own.

The people around Emperor Zhao were lurking, but the insiders in Yancheng were all scared.

Someone actually persuaded the healthy Emperor Zhao to go for treatment in Yancheng, isn't this the old birthday star hanging himself for a long life? .

Originally, someone wanted to arrest the crazy scholar, but Emperor Zhao was neither angry nor caring, so many people didn't know how to deal with it.

No, there are really people who choose to let the scholar get out of the way after he is undecided.

After "encountering" Emperor Zhao in Yancheng, Mo Chuchen was approached by the local prefect and sent out of Yancheng in a hurry.

The prefect was afraid that this nonsense scholar would delay his favorability in front of the saint, and because he was afraid that Mo Chuchen would not leave, the prefect also spent a lot of money and gave three taels of silver.

Mo Chuchen happily took the money and left, and when he returned to Quancheng (the original owner's hometown) after taking care of the carriage, the city was lit up, the red cloth on the side of the road was tied one by one, and the red lanterns were hung high.

"Isn't this Third Young Master Wei? Why is it coming again? ”

Several scholars looked at Mo Chuchen in surprise, most of them were classmates of the original owner, and they knew why the original owner left Quancheng.

Fifty taels of silver for the division of money, that is simply humiliating, no wonder the original owner would want to get ahead.

"I'm afraid that my family will not be able to survive the small test, so I'd better come back and get ready to go again." Mo Chuchen said it casually, which made many people think that he had given up the road of exams.

In this world, no matter what kind of exam it is, it must be taken in the imperial city, and the exam is once every three years, once and a half a year.

The champion is selected from the small examination, the middle examination, the major examination, and finally the advanced selection.

It is difficult for the average person to afford more than two exams.

Some people whose living standards are not very good, and they will no longer go to the next competition when they mix up talents in the high school entrance examination, and it is obvious that Mo Chuchen is facing some guys who have no future.

"What's going on? Why is it so festive?"

"You don't know?" When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

Seeing that everyone's expressions didn't seem to be fake, Mo Chuchen hurriedly said: "I've been away from Quancheng for a while, but I don't know the situation. ”

"It's not about your Wei family."

Everyone saw that Mo Chuchen was at a loss, and they were busy talking about things.

It turned out that on the day Wei Ce left, the eldest wife of the Wei family found a branch of the Zhao family for her daughter-in-law, the eldest son of the Zhao family, the richest man in Quancheng.

also wants to point out the concubine of the second room family to the second son of Zhao.

The second room was naturally not allowed, and it was stunned to make trouble on the master's side, but the concubine in the second room married the young master of the Li family.

The concubine of the third room was given to a poor family of talents, and the marriage of the three daughters of the Wei family became a hot topic in Quancheng for a while.

No, the two daughters are going to get married at the same time recently, and there is naturally a festive party in Quancheng.

The Zhao family and the Li family are both wealthy families, and most of the festive cloth strips and lanterns on this street are arranged by them.

Mo Chuchen just listened to it, it was indeed not surprising that such a thing was put on the Wei family, the big room and the second room have always been at odds.

The concubines of this dynasty are not the kind of existence that can be bought and sold, killed, and exchanged at will, they are all half masters of the family, but they don't have the right to be too big.

Mo Chuchen doesn't live in the Wei Mansion now, and his unnoticed third son was thrown out of fifty taels early, and now he still lives in a dilapidated courtyard with a one-tael-a-year room fee.

Xu is Wei Ce wants to rush for the exam, so he spends very little money.

"Brother Wei is rarely back, why don't you go to the Drunken Immortal Building to get together? I'm in for a treat. The former classmates of the original owner watched Mo Chuchen circle around the house, as if he was observing something, and smiled and made suggestions.

"You think I'm reluctant to give up money? I still need you to have a treat. Mo Chuchen looked at the young man in Tsing Yi: "Brother Mo Liang, the place in the Drunken Immortal Building is not cheap at first glance, how can you break the bank." ”

"Hey, Brother Wei has changed his temper and wants to spend a lot of money?"

Mo Liang couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, and teased: "Your character as an iron rooster will also pluck its feathers, which is rare. ”

"How can it be said that the things of the scholars can be said to be stingy, I am saving money to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and I don't have to be so extravagant......." Mo Chuchen held a serious book and said in a low voice: "It's not the past, now I naturally don't plan to pay when I go to the Drunken Immortal Tower." ”

"Don't, eating white food is an insulting thing."

Mo conscience was shocked, thinking that this brother had gone out and his face had become unfathomable.

"You don't know if you go."

Mo Chuchen magically took out a fan from his sleeve and pointed calmly to the four-story wooden tower of the Drunken Immortal Tower in the distance. "Not only will I eat for free, but I want them to gladly invite me to eat for free"

"It's getting more and more unreliable." Mo Liang sighed, he had already decided, if Wei Ce couldn't pay, he would advance the money.

Mo Chuchen led Mo Liang all the way to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Mo Liang felt that his friend was determined to eat white food, and he was a little hesitant to walk, swallowing slowly.

As soon as I stepped into the drunken fairy building, a smell of wine rushed to my face, and then I smelled the fragrance of vegetables, there were many people who came to the drunken fairy building, most of them were literati and ink writers, and a few were local tyrants and squires with big bellies and fat heads and big ears.

The high price of the Drunken Immortal Building has blocked many people at the door, and because many contemporary literati and writers are accustomed to chanting poems and drinking a drink in front of them, the majority of the students in the Drunken Immortal Building are students with a little spare money.

"Guest, look what kind of wine you need." The little two ends, dressed in brown shorts, came with free tea, and spread out the bamboo slips, each piece of bamboo with a different pattern painted on it, and the name and poem of the wine underneath.

"What's the best wine here?" Mo Chuchen took a cursory look, it was not a loss of drunken immortal building, there were indeed many types of wine, there were bamboo tube wine, lychee wine, peach blossom wine, plum wine, plum blossom wine, .............

"The place where the guest officer is located can just see a bamboo forest from a distance, and there are more screen paintings around it than bamboo, so it is better to have a pot of bamboo wine." Xiao Er began to sell ...... skillfully.

The poems behind each wine in the Drunken Immortal Building are close to its meaning, and the layout of each place is different.

It's no wonder that those scholars will gather in the drunken fairy building to chant poems against each other, this owner still has the heart to make a restaurant.

Of course, there is also the sale of simple liquor, and the quality can be regarded as one of the best in the surrounding area.

"Let's have a little pot." Mo Chuchen glanced at it and decided to take it all.

"Brother Wei, that's too much." Mo Liang's face turned red, opened the fan, and quietly kicked Mo Chuchen's leg: "I'm afraid it will take more than twenty taels of silver." ”

"It's okay, little two, you just go up."

"Yes, wait a minute, officer." Xiao Eryuan shouted angrily, took the bamboo slip and left.

Many people come to the Drunken Immortal Building for this variety of alcohol.

After a while, a dazzling array of wines gathered together, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

Mo Liang picked up the nearby wine jug, refilled a glass for himself, took a sip, shook his head and said: "This peach blossom is fragrant, and the wine is bitter with a slightly sweet ......."

It's not a loss of peach blossom brewing. ”

Mo Liang wanted to take a sip like the scholars around him, come up with a poem, and then provoke countless people to meet friends with his writings.

But as soon as he thought that his friend might do something, the idea of reciting poetry against him was pushed back by him.

“……。”

Mo Chuchen looked at Mo Liang with a look of missing poetry and afraid of publicizing and attracting attention, and couldn't help laughing: "This peach blossom brew is delicious, but the taste of wine is as light as water." ”

"Wine tastes like this, if you want to be stronger, isn't liquor good?"

Mo Liang was afraid that his friend was trying to take the opportunity to make trouble: "I have a little money, so I can't afford to pay for the wine." ”

"No, I'm serious, no matter what kind of liquor it is, the quality of the liquor can be even higher."

Mo Chuchen beckoned Xiao Er and asked, "Do you have any stronger wine here?" ”

"Guest officer, you are joking, the wine of our Drunken Immortal Building is a well-known good wine, Quan Zhaoguo can't guarantee it, but the small one can be guaranteed, there is no better wine in the entire Quancheng than our Drunken Immortal Building."

"Call your boss, I've got a good wine recipe for him."

Mo Chuchen just listened to it, he didn't really come to find good wine.

"Wait a minute."

Xiao Er looked at Mo Chuchen curiously, and sneaked back to the back kitchen with his hands and feet.

"Brother Wei, I hope your wine recipe works this time." Mo Liang finally understood why Mo Chuchen was so calm and relaxed, and he dared to go because he didn't know where to find the wine recipe and wanted to sell it.

However, if the wine party can't keep this kind of thing, people have already had it, and they can't look at it, so they still have to pay for this meal.

"Since I dare to say that, I am naturally confident, and I will never harm you, so you can eat and drink with confidence."

Saying that, Mo Chuchen drank these wines as drinks, and its alcohol content of seven degrees was equal to nothing, so the liquor could reach about ten degrees.

The winemaking technology of this era is not very good, and the best liquor is only a dozen degrees, or baijiu, and the degree of osmanthus wine is outrageously low.

In this world, it is entirely possible not to get drunk with a thousand cups.

Soon, an old man in a brown robe arrived.

The man looked like he was about sixty or seventy, with gray hair, heavy wrinkles on his face, a pair of triangular eyes, and most of the eyelids collapsed, but the eyeballs were bright, and the old man was particularly tough.

"Old Zhao Yi, I heard that someone wants to sell wine?" The old man's gaze turned directly around Mo Chuchen and Mo Liang.

Although they all look at young people who are not very old, one is lazy and the other is restrained, and they don't know how to play together.

"My wine recipe, three hundred taels."

Mo Chuchen pushed the wine jug away: "Unique, I guarantee that your old man will not look at these again after tasting them." ”

"What a big breath, young man, to be ashamed."

The old man looked at the scholar's lazy and lazy temperament, and felt more and more that he was here to frame people.

"This is too expensive, anyway, the Wei family and the Zhao family are about to get married, so the lion opens his mouth ......." Mo Liang persuaded in a low voice.

"My wine recipe is worth three hundred taels, I don't believe you taste it." Mo Chuchen casually threw out a palm-sized porcelain white bottle.

The old man lifted the cover in disbelief, but when he smelled it, he understood that what Mo Chuchen said was true.

The smell of that wine was so strong that even the Imperial Dynasty could hardly have it.

When you take a bite, the hot sensation immediately escapes into the abdomen along the mouth, giving people the illusion that there is heat in the stomach.

"It's magical, but ......." The old man deliberately lowered the price, he knew that such a wine would definitely make his Zhao family's business go further, but as a businessman, it was not normal not to bargain.

"Three hundred taels, if you can't accept it, I'll find the jade building next door." Mo Chuchen leaned back in his chair and said casually: "That's a million-dollar business, and no one in Zhaoguo has such technology now." ”

"Don't, we have something to discuss, I invited this table, and we will discuss the price of the wine slowly." The old man is reluctant to let such wine fall into other people's homes, this thing, after walking through this village, there is no such shop.

"Our Zhao family's business, not to mention Quancheng, is that the entire Zhaoguo has a Drunken Immortal Building branch, only to us, it can play its greatest value, is not, to other people that is not worth it.

"You can't say that, Yuelai Inn and Linglong Tavern are not all over the country, they must be very interested in the wine party."

It's not that Mo Chuchen hasn't gone out, where will he be fooled.

"Okay, three hundred taels is three hundred taels, let's go to the house and talk in detail."

The old man had to take a step back, these three hundred taels were a year's income of their Quancheng branch, but this kind of income was insignificant in front of the wine party.

However, this kind of thing is not something that the branch family can decide, and after some discussion, the old man reported the matter to the family, and after getting permission, he happily signed a business of three hundred taels.

Mo Chuchen gave the old man the method of purifying the alcohol concentration and the recipes for other alcohol.

In order to facilitate them to understand the operation method, even the purification tool drawings Mo Chuchen also provided them with friendship.

Half a month later, Mo Chuchen, who got three million, became a millionaire.

Because he chose to keep a low profile, he didn't cause any turmoil.

retired the cracked courtyard, bought a manor by the mountains and rivers, hired a few slaves, and officially started the life of Xianyun Yehe.

In the face of such an operation, Mo Liang, who was watching the whole process, was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that a wine recipe could be sold at such an expensive price, completely breaking his outlook on life.

However, after tasting the newly brewed wine, his mind immediately changed, and he felt that the wine was sold cheaply, and it was difficult to accept the taste of water after drinking the good quality and taste