It's getting dark.

Chu Ling carried the burden, and under the leadership of Liu Jun, he came to the small courtyard behind the tavern, a lonely well, an old tree, an earthen stove, and three brick houses......

"Childe, the little one lived in this side room in the past."

Liu Jun smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to one place, looked at Chu Ling and said, "If you have any orders, just greet the little one." ”

"Let's clean up the tavern."

Chu Ling looked around, and said calmly: "You have worked hard these days, clean up the tavern as soon as possible, and I won't treat you badly then." ”

"Okay, okay."

Liu Jun nodded again and again.

You can continue to stay and work in the tavern, and the monthly money has risen by one or two, Liu Jun is already very content, if you go back to the village, where can you earn 5 taels of silver a month.

This compound is not small.

Chu Ling thought about how to plan distillation, blending, cellaring and other things, the main hall was left to live for himself, Liu Jun placed the distillation utensils in the west room, the east side room, and the firewood room next to it could place the distilled liquor, and sorted out the general idea, Chu Ling then walked towards the main hall with his baggage.

The winemaking process of the Feng Dynasty is still in its infancy.

For example, no one has figured out how to increase the alcohol content of the liquor through distillation techniques and to add a unique taste through blending.

The pot of wine that Chu Ling bought in the West Market during the day, one catty, the taste is bland, it is a medium-quality wine, the price is 80 Wen, and the more expensive ones range from 150 Wen to 300 Wen.

Chu Ling knew very well that undistilled liquor would taste like that.

If he can find a few good first wines, blend them through distillation, and make them with a unique taste of the mouth, and sell them under the name, he will definitely sell them at a high price!

In his previous life, he was busy socializing, so Chu Ling practiced a good amount of alcohol.

In order to find a few wines with unique tastes, Chu Ling deliberately found many workshops with ancient winemaking methods, and was very familiar with the processes of winemaking, distillation, and blending.

Really good wine is not circulated in the market.

Chu Ling, who was sitting on the wooden chair, put the pen, ink and paper inkstone in place, picked up the ink block, poured some water, and grinded it carefully on the inkstone.

Thinking about the tavern under his plate, how to market it in the future, not only to eliminate the negative impact, but also to make the wine he distilled and blended sell well.

Outside the house, Lianxin looked disgusted and looked at the shabby courtyard in front of her.

"Young Master Chu~"

"What's the matter with me?"

Chu Ling didn't seem surprised by the arrival of Lotus Heart.

Did he know I was coming?

Lian Xin endured his suspicions, and raised his hand to Chu Ling and saluted, "My son-in-law wants to invite Mr. Chu to go to the Lake of Forgotten ......Worries."

"I'm not interested."

Chu Ling put down the pen, put away the paper in front of him, and said in a calm tone: "Everyone just meets in Pingshui, there is nothing to talk about, and the same is true of the poetry meeting held by Forget Worry Lake." ”

How dare he say he's not interested?!

Lianxin looked at Chu Ling in a daze.

In Shangdu, the third son, Huangfu Jingyu, who is favored by the Son of Heaven, is the son of many wealthy and powerful people, and the noble daughter of the heavenly family who is chasing after her!

Not to mention drinking together, even if you can see each other, it is something that many people dream of.

Chu Ling, he actually dared to refuse?!

The poetry meeting held by the Seven Academies in Forget the Worry Lake, dare to say that they are not interested?

Who does he think he is?!

"Anything else?"

Seeing that Lian Xin was silent, Chu Ling said calmly.

Chu Ling is not interested in Duguhan, the son-in-law, and has the time to go to the Lake of Worry to make an appointment, so it is better to think about the matter in front of him as soon as possible.

"My son-in-law easily doesn't invite anyone, if Gongzi Chu is not busy, please ask Gongzi Chu to ......" Lianxin didn't give up, stepped forward and continued.

"I'm busy."

The more Lianxin said this, the more sure Chu Ling became, the lonely cold was afraid that there was some serious illness, and he chased him all the way from the Xishi side.

What hubris!

Lianxin was very annoyed, and her face was a little ugly.

Since she served the third princess, she has not experienced such a thing.

Isn't it just that there is a marriage contract with the Shunguo Mansion!

"If Gongzi Chu is busy, can you write down the whole poem you read in Xishi today?" Lianxin groaned for a moment, looked at Chu Ling and said.

Chu Ling smiled and looked at Lotus Heart.

When he first came to Shangdu, Chu Ling knew that the Forget Worry Lake Poetry Club, jointly organized by the seven academies, gathered many young talents to compete for the top spot.

If anyone performs eye-catchingly, he will have the opportunity to be selected as a disciple by the great Confucians of the seven academies, and he will have a future against the sky from now on!

The Feng Dynasty treats scholars very favorably, and the atmosphere is like this, which also leads to the fact that those who are born in wealthy families and powerful people will be very sought after for talented literati.

It stands to reason that a child from a prominent background like Dugu Han doesn't really care if he can be selected into the Seven Academies.

After all, they grew up with a golden spoon in their mouths.

Even if they don't enter the Seven Academies, the starting point of these people is the end of ordinary people's struggles, and their perseverance wants that poem, just for the sake of face.

"One hundred gold."

Chu Ling thought for a while, looked at Lianxin and said.

Chu Ling's words made Lian Xin laugh angrily.

There was a mocking look on his face.

Who do you think you are, but dare to open your mouth widely.

Such sky-high moisturizing fees, who should also be divided.

The world-famous Confucian, or the flower Leng Tang of Zhaoyan Academy, even if it is thousands of gold for the pen fee, some people ask for it, but not everyone can ask for it.

Those who dare to ask for 100 gold are also well-known Confucian scholars in Shangdu, and they can only be co-edited by the seven academies in the "Qinglong Anthology".

If you are an unknown person, you dare to ask for 100 gold.

What hubris!

Lianxin can be sure that in the latest issue of "Qinglong Anthology", there is no such character as Chu Ling.

"Please Gongzi Chu, write this poem first."

Thinking of what her princess said that she couldn't do it, Lianxin kept her restraint, looked at Chu Ling and said, "If this poem... can compare to the poems of the Forget Worry Lake Poetry Club, I am willing to buy it on behalf of my son. ”

Since the beginning of the Forget Worry Lake Poetry Society, Huangfu Jingyu has been paying attention, Lianxin is serving beside her, and she also knows about the poems that have been selected.

The Feng Dynasty is prosperous in literature and talents, although Lianxin is a maidservant, but there are still some literary talents, if Chu Ling's poems are not even comparable to the primary poems of the Forget Worry Lake Poetry Club, even if she goes back to restore her life and is punished by the third princess, she will not buy this poem.

"Okay."

Chu Ling didn't want to waste time, so he picked up the pen with his hand, dipped it in ink, pushed the paperweight, and then waved the pen straight.

What kind of poetry can such arrogant people write?

Lianxin stepped forward.

Good word!

When he saw Chu Ling's handwriting, the disdain that Lian Xin had born disappeared.

She hadn't seen this font before.

I was reading the poems of Ling's book clearly.

"Good poetry!!"

Lianxin blurted out praise.

I thought that the poem I listened to during the day was plagiarized by Chu Ling, and he didn't know the whole poem.

However, after reading this poem, Lianxin changed her mind.

The poems that were previously posted at the Forget Worry Lake Poetry Club, even if they were poems written by the seven great talents, could not be compared with the poem in front of them.

This poem is worth 100 gold, too little!

"What are you doing!"

Lianxin, who was thinking about it, wanted to look at it twice, but when she saw a hand blocking it, she subconsciously said urgently: "Don't ......"

In the next second, Lianxin woke up.

"Don't blame Young Master Chu." Lian Xin hurriedly explained: "I am ......"

"100 gold."

Chu Ling interrupted: "Otherwise, please leave this place, I'm very busy." ”

"Young Master Chu later."

Lian thought about it, untied the purse around her waist, and took out a golden ticket, "This is Sheng Xianghe's golden ticket, with this ticket, you don't need anything else, you can redeem a hundred gold." ”

"Money and goods."

Chu Ling picked up the poem and handed it to Lian Xindao.

"Young Master Chu, if you have a chance in the future, please go to the Lake of Forgotten Worries." Lianxin, who took the paper, thought about it for a while, and said to Chu Ling.

"Let's talk about it."

Chu Ling held the golden ticket in his hand and said with a light smile: "I still have something to do, so I won't send it." ”

"Then we'll see you again."

Lianxin carefully put the paper away, raised her hand to Chu Ling, and when she left the door, she turned to look at Chu Ling, and couldn't help but have doubts in her heart.

What kind of person is this?

Obviously, there is a marriage contract with the Shunguo Mansion, why do you want to rent this tavern.

Can't guess.

Chu Ling didn't care about what Lianxin thought, looking at the golden ticket in front of him, exchanging a poem for 100 gold, this kind of businessless business is very good, just now I was worried about how to transform, and now it is solved, Chu Ling began to like this kind of life......