Chapter 133: Wine

"Morning boy, you ...... wine" but did not continue, tasting the wine in the cup again and again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's it going? This pot of wine is worth so much silver!" said Chenxiao, who came with a snake and a stick, and began to talk about his wine.

"You see, these fine wines are particularly difficult to brew, each material must be carefully selected, before we can be included in the warehouse, you see the main raw material of wine-making wheat, we only need the earliest ripe wheat before the fifth day of May, as for the wheat after the fifth day of May, of course, it is also collected, but the price is not as good as before May 5, and the water needed for wine-making, that is the most important thing!" As he spoke, Chen Xiao drank the wine in front of him, moistened his throat, and then pushed the wine glass to Yang Zangtian, Yang Zangtian subconsciously poured him a glass, and when he reacted, Chen Xiao had already brought back the wine glass, annoyed, and was calculated by this kid again.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang! This brewing water is taken from the snow water of the first snow after the winter on the peak of Huashan Mountain, you think, on such a cold day, it is not easy to take snow water from the peak of Huashan Mountain, and I can't bear to count how many brothers I lose every year!"

"Alas, I see, I didn't expect there to be such a tragic story behind this, but the old man is lonely and unheard, and it's worth a hundred taels is a little less!" Yang Zangtian listened to Chenxiao's narration and really believed him.

In fact, Yang Zangtian is also a famous family, and he has not had much contact with the people's suffering, and he has been working hard in the officialdom, so he has no chance to understand the people's livelihood, so after listening to Chenxiao's folk suffering, he has no doubts, and he takes it all seriously.

Liu Zhengfeng on the side was stupid, what is the old grain we just harvested for? Food? Also, isn't the deep well in the backyard always used for making wine? Did you go to the peak of Huashan Mountain to collect snow water? It's me who is lonely and unheard, but I haven't heard Yi Lao mention it, I don't read much, don't lie to me, an honest man!

It is indeed true that what Chenxiao said, but this matter is only known to Chenxiao himself, and he went to the field to buy half a bag or a bag of grain from the farmers at a high price and transported it back to Huashan, as for the snow water, he also went up the mountain to collect it, if not, how many water workers went up to take it also went and did not return, even if he also hung the color many times, he was also cautious, frightened, and took good care of his own life!

"Morning boy, are your injuries healed?" Yang Zangtian sighed, but found a fact, seeing that he had been drinking without any injuries, could it be that his own trick was too powerful yesterday to be a threat to him?

"How is it possible? I still have pain in my chest, it hurts a lot!" Chen Xiao rubbed his chest and said, it seemed that he was still in pain from the injury he received yesterday, but his expression was slightly exaggerated!

Looking at his exaggerated expression, Yang Zangtian just thought that he was pretending to be strong, "Okay, don't pretend to be your kid, just shout out if it hurts, no, it's for you!" After Yang Zangtian finished speaking, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and gave it to him, "This medicine is relatively rare, pick it out and touch it on the wound, and the bruise will disappear in less than one night! Save it!" Yang Zangtian didn't want to talk more, but he was afraid that this kid didn't know the effect of the medicine, but it would not be beautiful if he wasted this miracle medicine, so he couldn't remind him.

"Thank you Elder Yang, give me medicine!" Chen Xiao respectfully took the medicine bottle he handed over, and looked at the bottle body, the bottle body was gilded and the exit was inlaid with a circle of beautiful jade that I don't know where, crystal clear, and I knew that it was worth a lot of money at a glance, but on the belly of the bottle was an old man carved with a fairy wind bone sitting on a stone, holding a bamboo cane, and a gourd was hanging at one end of the bamboo cane.

The outlet of the bottle is made of a small piece of agarwood that cannot be seen as a stopper, exuding a faint fragrance, if there is nothing, ethereal!

Whether it is the gilded jade of the bottle, or the pattern of the gold hook iron painting on the bottle body, as well as the agarwood that does not know the year, it all shows its gorgeous and extraordinary, compared to the two bottles of wine in his own store, he is ashamed, and he knows that he will take out two bottles of real essence and give him a good drink, ashamed!

"Wow, it's so fragrant!" Chenxiao took off the agarwood and suddenly a fragrance came out of the stomach of the bottle, scrambling to squeeze into Chenxiao's lungs, wash his lungs thoroughly, and have a big change, yesterday's pain is really much weaker, and it is really good!

"Old Yang sit down for a while, I'll go back when I go!" was given such a valuable gift, how could he be embarrassed to let others drink this bad chaff wine, Chenxiao looked at the "worth" fifty taels of fine wine on the table, it was time to take it down, it was a little awkward to look at it!

Yang Zangtian watched Chenxiao leave in astonishment, this kid is too real, right, go change the medicine now?

Yang Zangtian has been going to change the medicine for him, and after a while, he came out with a pot of wine, Yang Zangtian subconsciously clenched his pockets, I really have no money, this bottle can't be considered mine!

Chen Xiao also saw Yang Zangtian's conscious action, isn't it, if you don't play like this, can you still be friends? As soon as I took the wine, you covered your pockets, and didn't let you pay, as for it, besides, I can make you pay, isn't this a sign to smash our Chen Ji? Of course, if you are really willing to pay, I am also very happy, Chen Ji can be described as a waste to be revived, although the wine is a good wine, but it has not been pushed to the cost of being suppressed in the shop, unable to carry out normal business, the current Chen Ji is really poor!

"Don't worry, Old Yang, this pot of wine is what I invited!" Chen Xiao said painfully, this is a real wine, undiluted wine head wine, it can be regarded as the best of the best, and it will not be exchanged!

"Hahaha, I'm used to it, since that's the case, the old man is not welcome!" was seen through his thoughts, Yang Zangtian opened his mouth and laughed to cover up his careful thoughts, I don't know if I can hide it.

Obviously, it can't, but Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng are sitting there waiting for the wine in Chenxiao's hand, with a look like they have never seen the world!

This wine is also one of the works of Chen Ji's town shop, the wine is restrained, colorless, and non-drinkers are not enough to know the subtlety, which gives people a bland feeling, and then subverts the feeling;

Just like a certain speaker, we long for a plain life, we long for peace, but we are not afraid to learn from you!