Mrs. Qin Xiangguo
Chapter 8
008
A month later, Xianyang.
After the son Yiren returned to Qin, Lu Buwei persuaded him to wear Chu clothes to meet Mrs. Huayang.
Mrs. Huayang is the wife of Crown Prince An Guojun, who is from Chu State.Mrs. Hua Yang has no children, and she was very happy to see the young master in a different suit, and she was very close to the young master.After several months of flattery, just yesterday, Mrs. Huayang was so happy that she took the son Yiren as her godson and changed her name to Zi Chu.
At the same time, Zhao Weizhen's second letter was also sent to Xianyang.
Lu Buwei couldn't help being surprised when he got the silk book: "So many?"
Wei Sheng, another manager of the Lu family, laughed awkwardly: "Madam sent a lot of silk books, but it seems that they are not family letters."
Lu Buwei raised his eyebrows: "You read it beforehand."
"I did not do it on purpose!"
Wei Sheng defended with a bitter face: "Although Wei Sheng has never met his wife, she is really... a neat person. This silk book was just rolled up and sent over. I thought it was wrapped with something. I'm afraid The thing was broken, so I wanted to take it apart and put it in the box. No, I didn’t expect—”
Unexpectedly, when I opened it, there was nothing inside. This messy silk script turned out to be a letter!
After tearing up the letters from the master and his wife, Wei Sheng wanted to die at that time.
Fortunately, Lu Buwei didn't care.
He sat in front of the long desk, weighed the silk book, tilted his head slightly, and laughed.
In terms of age, Lu Buwei is not much older than Gongzi Yiren.He is dressed in plain white dark clothes and has a wealth of wealth, but he wears a relatively simple crown. His face is fair and clean, and he does not look tired after traveling around in various countries.With such a smile, he can be called gentle and elegant, but he looks like a scholar, without the shadow of a businessman at all.
This shocked many people who saw him for the first time.
After all, he is a cheap businessman, but now he has become the husband of a son and a stranger, and he has offended Zhao Guo.People who are jealous and who hate him will naturally not speak well of him.How can a snob be handsome?Naturally, she is ugly, short, and wretched, and if she talks too much, the world will take it seriously.
Lu Buwei didn't care.
If you slander, just slander, don't hinder him from making money, gaining profits, whatever.
"It's okay." He comforted Wei Sheng and said, "I'm afraid Madam won't write any personal words in the letter."
Lu Buwei has seen those eight big characters before.
But he felt that his wife had to write a few words of thanks for giving him so many fur jewelry and gold salt.But after Lu Buwei unfolded the silk script, the contents were still unexpected.
The content on the silk script is not words, but paintings.
Even Lu Buwei was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand what the semi-circular pattern on the silk script was.
Taking away the first silk script, only the word "Horseshoe" was written on the second silk script.Then there is a brief introduction.
The third silk script was another drawing that Lu Buwei didn't quite understand, and the fourth silk script read: Stirrups and saddles.
Lu Buwei looked at the explanation for a while, and then looked at the drawing, startled.
His smile suddenly disappeared.
With a "crash", Lu Buwei stood up directly in front of the long table, almost knocking over the table.
This startled Wei Sheng: "Master, what happened?"
Lu Buwei stared at the silk book: "Go and invite Mr. Zi Chu over - no need, I will go there in person."
After finishing speaking, he carefully folded the silk scroll and put it in his sleeve as if he was facing an enemy.
Although Lu Buwei had never been on a battlefield, he had raised livestock and sold horses, so he naturally understood the terrible value of the so-called "saddles", "stirrups" and "horseshoes" in this silk book.
It is said that the Xiongnu's iron cavalry is difficult to defeat, but if the cavalry of the Qin State are equipped with these two things... Looking at the six countries, who can be the enemy? !
How could Meng Kai draw this thing?
If he hadn't married Meng Wei, whose hands would this thing fall into?Then again, Meng Wei is no more than a young woman, how can she know how to fight cavalry?
A chill came from Lu Buwei's back.
His mind turned quickly: Meng Kai was married to a Qiren. Although his ex-husband was a great man in Jixia Academy, it is impossible for Qiren to think of such a thing.On the contrary, she was born in Handan. Since King Wuling of Zhao "rided and shot in Hu clothes", Zhao people had many exchanges with Hu people.The only possibility is that she has been educated since she was a child and knows about horses, so she came up with it...
This can't convince Lu Buwei, but the blueprint is clearly placed in front of him, so it can't be fake.
He was both surprised and delighted.
What kind of "monster" did I marry to come in?
Lu Buwei stepped over the threshold with his front foot, but his back foot stopped. He looked at Wei Sheng: "Madam sent these silk books?"
Wei Sheng: "Uh..."
Facing Lu Buwei's scrutiny, Wei Sheng hurriedly stammered and responded: "Yes, there is a silk book, and I put it at the top. I, I think the content is inappropriate, so I didn't show it to the master."
"Bring it here." Lu Buwei was slightly displeased.
"Yes Yes."
Wei Sheng tremblingly handed over a silk book hidden in his arms.
This letter is full of words.
Meng Kai's handwriting is beautiful, his speech is clear, and he is well-educated at first glance.Just this content -
[You and I were originally husband and wife, but we were separated due to war.When you are in Qin State, you need to walk around and socialize with people, giving and receiving gifts is unavoidable.And there will definitely be beautiful singers in this ceremony, to curry favor with your strange teacher.I don't know when I will be able to leave Zhao. The road ahead is bleak. If you have needs, I know it.
However, if you have needs, so do I.If you take in singers and maids, who are good-looking and smart, share some of them with me.It would be even better if it was an actor, the standard would be according to Wei Xinglai, quick work and good looks. ]
Lu Buwei: "..."
He maintained his superficial calm and looked at Wei Sheng beside him who looked very similar to his brother Wei Xing.
Wei Sheng shuddered: "Master, I am more useful in Xianyang than in Handan!"
Lu Buwei: "..."
What kind of monster did he marry to come in!
…………
……
Regardless of what Lu Buwei thought, at the same time, Zhao Weizhen, who was far away in Handan, was overjoyed.
In the backyard of Lu's Distillery, Zhao Weizhen stared intently at the distiller.
"Ma'am, when will this be—" The shopkeeper looked bewildered.
"Shh, don't talk."
As soon as Zhao Weizhen raised his hand, he saw a clear liquid slowly flowing out of the wine tank.
Her eyes suddenly lit up: "Come out, come out!"
Wei Xing, who was sitting beside Xiao Yingzheng, got up immediately.
The nearest shopkeeper took a sniff and was overjoyed: "Ma'am, this, this smells so good!"
"I'll smell it, I'll smell it!" Wei Xing took a step forward and moved forward, also unable to stop being pleasantly surprised: "This wine smells so mellow!"
"Let me try it."
"I'll come first!"
For a while, the shopkeeper and Wei Xing were fighting endlessly.
The moment he smelled the aroma of wine, Zhao Weizhen was so happy that he wanted to jump high on the spot.
After more than [-] days of tossing, it is finally done!
These days, I have to discuss the details of the distiller with the craftsman, find the right material to make the wine tank, and adjust the temperature, time, and the amount of raw materials and other details.Without the assistance of any modern experimental equipment, Zhao Weizhen brought out his few life experience and experimental experience, and combined with a group of craftsmen, shopkeepers and other veterans, he finally succeeded in making steamed wine.
This is the pre-Qin period, which is more than 300 years away from the reign of Haihunhou Liu He!
As a modern person, can Zhao Weizhen not be excited?
Moreover, the steamed wine has a high concentration and good taste, which is far from being comparable to the wine before improvement.
Just
"Wait and try later!"
Zhao Weizhen recovered from the excitement: "calculate the time, if the steaming time is too long, the wine will not be so full-bodied."
After more than 20 days of scrambling, a small jar of steamed wine with moderate alcohol concentration was successfully released after going through all kinds of hardships.
Zhao Weizhen tasted it himself first. After all, due to his limited technology, the distilled wine is less than [-]% alcohol, which is considered low-to-medium alcohol.
She thought for a while, and poured a little for the shopkeeper and Wei Xing.
Two big men, one manages the restaurant, and the other travels all over the world, also tasting good wine and wine.However, when they put the steamed wine into their mouths, both of them were stunned.
"This……"
"This is too..."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and then said in unison: "It's too intense!"
Zhao Weizhen couldn't help being nervous: "Not good?"
She was afraid that people in the pre-Qin period had different tastes from her own.
Wei Xing quickly shook his head: "No, no, good wine! It's strong, but it tastes strong and mellow. I've never had such a wine! Ma'am, you are amazing!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly added: "Madam, this wine will be sold in wine shops, right?"
Seeing his panicked look, Zhao Weizhen couldn't help laughing: "Otherwise, what would I do with it?"
The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief: "With this wine, the threshold of our restaurant has to be leveled for the guests!"
Just as Zhao Weizhen was about to speak, Xiao Yingzheng, who had been sitting in a corner of the courtyard, walked over silently.
He tugged at Zhao Weizhen's sleeve.
"Huh?" Zhao Weizhen lowered his head.
Although Zhao Ji was persuaded to go back before, she found excuses to send Xiao Yingzheng to Zhao Weizhen every now and then.Once or twice, so many times, Zhao Weizhen didn't bother to talk about her, anyway, Ying Zheng never cried and made troubles, so keeping him with her would save him from being bullied.
Xiao Yingzheng had a serious face, and his dark eyes were clear: "I want to drink too."
Zhao Weizhen: "..."
You can't!
Zhao Weizhen hurriedly took Xiao Yingzheng away from the stove, saying solemnly, "Mr. Zheng can't drink it now, you have to grow up to drink it."
Xiao Yingzheng: "Why?"
Zhao Weizhen: "It's too choking. Children have a sensitive sense of taste, you can't stand it."
When Ying Zheng heard this, his small eyebrows furrowed suddenly, as if he had been challenged by something.
But he didn't say anything.
"Ma'am, is the fire about to be extinguished?" the shopkeeper shouted from afar.
"Hold on!"
She hurriedly picked up the bamboo slips, and wrote down some precautions: "In the future, you will follow this method and prepare more."
Zhao Weizhen asked again: "Have you prepared the fermented beans and bean paste I asked you to prepare?"
The shopkeeper immediately regained his spirits: "It has been prepared for a long time, what is Madam going to do this time?"
When Madam sent someone to bring this still, the shopkeeper was still skeptical.However, after tasting the steamed wine, Zhao Weizhen is now in the eyes of the shopkeeper, she is a fairy who came to save the world, so naturally she is full of expectations for what else she can come up with.
As for what exactly...
Of course it was soy sauce!
The mutton stew last time was a psychological shadow for Zhao Weizhen. She would never touch mutton again until the soy sauce was prepared.
"Just prepare it." Zhao Weizhen said: "Sell the wine first. Also, in spring and summer, any plums, plums, and other fruits can be thrown into the steamed wine to make wine. It tastes very good. I will Write you a few prescriptions, and you can find medicinal materials for me according to the prescriptions."
Fruit wine and medicinal wine are very popular in the 21st century.
The shopkeeper nodded desperately, then rubbed his hands: "Then madam, the price of this steamed wine..."
Zhao Weizhen's hands froze.
"Just ten times the price of the original wine." She hesitated for a moment and said, "It's because of the low output."
"ten times?!"
The shopkeeper exclaimed: "The price is too high?"
In this day and age, food is still very precious.Used to make wine, the output of distilled wine is not as much as that obtained by direct fermentation.If the cost does not come down, the price will naturally not come down.
Zhao Weizhen thought for a while: "Sell them separately. The pure steamed wine is ten times the price of the original wine. You can also mix water and dried fruit with the wine. The price will come down."
The shopkeeper cheered: "This is indeed a good idea!"
Zhao Weizhen: "You stock up on some steamed wine first, and when the time comes, put a big vat in front of the restaurant and pour all the steamed wine into it. Then hang a banner and send a guy to shout outside, and say whoever drinks three big bowls of steamed wine If he can keep up for an hour, I will waive his drinking money for a year."
In "Water Margin", there are three bowls that don't pass the post, so she will make one like a cat and a tiger, and do some marketing, no problem.Zhao Weizhen didn't believe it, distilled wine with low and medium alcohol content would not be enough for people who are used to fermented rice juice!
The shopkeeper who received the order didn't wait too long, rolled up his sleeves and got busy.
After Zhao Weizhen gave his orders, he turned his head satisfied.
"Master Zheng, we're done here, we can—"
She was stuck in the middle of her words.
I saw Wei Xing holding a small jar of steamed wine in one hand and Xiao Yingzheng in the other, already fainted from drinking.
As for Xiao Yingzheng, it's not much better.
The boy leaned against Wei Xing, shaking his head and muttering words, and also became dizzy after drinking too much. How could he still look like a taciturn little cool brother?
Seeing Zhao Weizhen looking over, Wei Xing stuttered and said, "Husband, madam, your son's government is up to you, and your life comes first, so I have no choice but to refuse!"
Zhao Weizhen: "..."
Is it okay for children to drink alcohol to hurt their brains? Can you afford to pay for the future Emperor of the Ages?
Zhao Weizhen stepped forward with his clothes in his hands, slapped Wei Xing away, and hugged Ying Zheng.
After a while, ask the shopkeeper to throw him on the street, and let him freeze to death!Zhao Weizhen was so angry: "Young Master Zheng, I will take you home."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Weizhen's casual remark made the drowsy little Yingzheng wake up suddenly.
The three-year-old child, whose head was resting on her shoulders, raised his head because of Zhao Weizhen's words.He opened his eyes and looked over, his usually black and white pupils were covered with a faint mist.
"Even your wife will abandon me?" Xiao Yingzheng said suddenly.
Zhao Weizhen was surprised: "Young Master Zheng?"
Ying Zheng stretched out a hand, and the small palm grabbed her skirt.
"If I can kill King Zhao." The child's voice was innocent: "Then will you abandon me?"
Zhao Weizhen was shocked.
A month later, Xianyang.
After the son Yiren returned to Qin, Lu Buwei persuaded him to wear Chu clothes to meet Mrs. Huayang.
Mrs. Huayang is the wife of Crown Prince An Guojun, who is from Chu State.Mrs. Hua Yang has no children, and she was very happy to see the young master in a different suit, and she was very close to the young master.After several months of flattery, just yesterday, Mrs. Huayang was so happy that she took the son Yiren as her godson and changed her name to Zi Chu.
At the same time, Zhao Weizhen's second letter was also sent to Xianyang.
Lu Buwei couldn't help being surprised when he got the silk book: "So many?"
Wei Sheng, another manager of the Lu family, laughed awkwardly: "Madam sent a lot of silk books, but it seems that they are not family letters."
Lu Buwei raised his eyebrows: "You read it beforehand."
"I did not do it on purpose!"
Wei Sheng defended with a bitter face: "Although Wei Sheng has never met his wife, she is really... a neat person. This silk book was just rolled up and sent over. I thought it was wrapped with something. I'm afraid The thing was broken, so I wanted to take it apart and put it in the box. No, I didn’t expect—”
Unexpectedly, when I opened it, there was nothing inside. This messy silk script turned out to be a letter!
After tearing up the letters from the master and his wife, Wei Sheng wanted to die at that time.
Fortunately, Lu Buwei didn't care.
He sat in front of the long desk, weighed the silk book, tilted his head slightly, and laughed.
In terms of age, Lu Buwei is not much older than Gongzi Yiren.He is dressed in plain white dark clothes and has a wealth of wealth, but he wears a relatively simple crown. His face is fair and clean, and he does not look tired after traveling around in various countries.With such a smile, he can be called gentle and elegant, but he looks like a scholar, without the shadow of a businessman at all.
This shocked many people who saw him for the first time.
After all, he is a cheap businessman, but now he has become the husband of a son and a stranger, and he has offended Zhao Guo.People who are jealous and who hate him will naturally not speak well of him.How can a snob be handsome?Naturally, she is ugly, short, and wretched, and if she talks too much, the world will take it seriously.
Lu Buwei didn't care.
If you slander, just slander, don't hinder him from making money, gaining profits, whatever.
"It's okay." He comforted Wei Sheng and said, "I'm afraid Madam won't write any personal words in the letter."
Lu Buwei has seen those eight big characters before.
But he felt that his wife had to write a few words of thanks for giving him so many fur jewelry and gold salt.But after Lu Buwei unfolded the silk script, the contents were still unexpected.
The content on the silk script is not words, but paintings.
Even Lu Buwei was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand what the semi-circular pattern on the silk script was.
Taking away the first silk script, only the word "Horseshoe" was written on the second silk script.Then there is a brief introduction.
The third silk script was another drawing that Lu Buwei didn't quite understand, and the fourth silk script read: Stirrups and saddles.
Lu Buwei looked at the explanation for a while, and then looked at the drawing, startled.
His smile suddenly disappeared.
With a "crash", Lu Buwei stood up directly in front of the long table, almost knocking over the table.
This startled Wei Sheng: "Master, what happened?"
Lu Buwei stared at the silk book: "Go and invite Mr. Zi Chu over - no need, I will go there in person."
After finishing speaking, he carefully folded the silk scroll and put it in his sleeve as if he was facing an enemy.
Although Lu Buwei had never been on a battlefield, he had raised livestock and sold horses, so he naturally understood the terrible value of the so-called "saddles", "stirrups" and "horseshoes" in this silk book.
It is said that the Xiongnu's iron cavalry is difficult to defeat, but if the cavalry of the Qin State are equipped with these two things... Looking at the six countries, who can be the enemy? !
How could Meng Kai draw this thing?
If he hadn't married Meng Wei, whose hands would this thing fall into?Then again, Meng Wei is no more than a young woman, how can she know how to fight cavalry?
A chill came from Lu Buwei's back.
His mind turned quickly: Meng Kai was married to a Qiren. Although his ex-husband was a great man in Jixia Academy, it is impossible for Qiren to think of such a thing.On the contrary, she was born in Handan. Since King Wuling of Zhao "rided and shot in Hu clothes", Zhao people had many exchanges with Hu people.The only possibility is that she has been educated since she was a child and knows about horses, so she came up with it...
This can't convince Lu Buwei, but the blueprint is clearly placed in front of him, so it can't be fake.
He was both surprised and delighted.
What kind of "monster" did I marry to come in?
Lu Buwei stepped over the threshold with his front foot, but his back foot stopped. He looked at Wei Sheng: "Madam sent these silk books?"
Wei Sheng: "Uh..."
Facing Lu Buwei's scrutiny, Wei Sheng hurriedly stammered and responded: "Yes, there is a silk book, and I put it at the top. I, I think the content is inappropriate, so I didn't show it to the master."
"Bring it here." Lu Buwei was slightly displeased.
"Yes Yes."
Wei Sheng tremblingly handed over a silk book hidden in his arms.
This letter is full of words.
Meng Kai's handwriting is beautiful, his speech is clear, and he is well-educated at first glance.Just this content -
[You and I were originally husband and wife, but we were separated due to war.When you are in Qin State, you need to walk around and socialize with people, giving and receiving gifts is unavoidable.And there will definitely be beautiful singers in this ceremony, to curry favor with your strange teacher.I don't know when I will be able to leave Zhao. The road ahead is bleak. If you have needs, I know it.
However, if you have needs, so do I.If you take in singers and maids, who are good-looking and smart, share some of them with me.It would be even better if it was an actor, the standard would be according to Wei Xinglai, quick work and good looks. ]
Lu Buwei: "..."
He maintained his superficial calm and looked at Wei Sheng beside him who looked very similar to his brother Wei Xing.
Wei Sheng shuddered: "Master, I am more useful in Xianyang than in Handan!"
Lu Buwei: "..."
What kind of monster did he marry to come in!
…………
……
Regardless of what Lu Buwei thought, at the same time, Zhao Weizhen, who was far away in Handan, was overjoyed.
In the backyard of Lu's Distillery, Zhao Weizhen stared intently at the distiller.
"Ma'am, when will this be—" The shopkeeper looked bewildered.
"Shh, don't talk."
As soon as Zhao Weizhen raised his hand, he saw a clear liquid slowly flowing out of the wine tank.
Her eyes suddenly lit up: "Come out, come out!"
Wei Xing, who was sitting beside Xiao Yingzheng, got up immediately.
The nearest shopkeeper took a sniff and was overjoyed: "Ma'am, this, this smells so good!"
"I'll smell it, I'll smell it!" Wei Xing took a step forward and moved forward, also unable to stop being pleasantly surprised: "This wine smells so mellow!"
"Let me try it."
"I'll come first!"
For a while, the shopkeeper and Wei Xing were fighting endlessly.
The moment he smelled the aroma of wine, Zhao Weizhen was so happy that he wanted to jump high on the spot.
After more than [-] days of tossing, it is finally done!
These days, I have to discuss the details of the distiller with the craftsman, find the right material to make the wine tank, and adjust the temperature, time, and the amount of raw materials and other details.Without the assistance of any modern experimental equipment, Zhao Weizhen brought out his few life experience and experimental experience, and combined with a group of craftsmen, shopkeepers and other veterans, he finally succeeded in making steamed wine.
This is the pre-Qin period, which is more than 300 years away from the reign of Haihunhou Liu He!
As a modern person, can Zhao Weizhen not be excited?
Moreover, the steamed wine has a high concentration and good taste, which is far from being comparable to the wine before improvement.
Just
"Wait and try later!"
Zhao Weizhen recovered from the excitement: "calculate the time, if the steaming time is too long, the wine will not be so full-bodied."
After more than 20 days of scrambling, a small jar of steamed wine with moderate alcohol concentration was successfully released after going through all kinds of hardships.
Zhao Weizhen tasted it himself first. After all, due to his limited technology, the distilled wine is less than [-]% alcohol, which is considered low-to-medium alcohol.
She thought for a while, and poured a little for the shopkeeper and Wei Xing.
Two big men, one manages the restaurant, and the other travels all over the world, also tasting good wine and wine.However, when they put the steamed wine into their mouths, both of them were stunned.
"This……"
"This is too..."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and then said in unison: "It's too intense!"
Zhao Weizhen couldn't help being nervous: "Not good?"
She was afraid that people in the pre-Qin period had different tastes from her own.
Wei Xing quickly shook his head: "No, no, good wine! It's strong, but it tastes strong and mellow. I've never had such a wine! Ma'am, you are amazing!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly added: "Madam, this wine will be sold in wine shops, right?"
Seeing his panicked look, Zhao Weizhen couldn't help laughing: "Otherwise, what would I do with it?"
The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief: "With this wine, the threshold of our restaurant has to be leveled for the guests!"
Just as Zhao Weizhen was about to speak, Xiao Yingzheng, who had been sitting in a corner of the courtyard, walked over silently.
He tugged at Zhao Weizhen's sleeve.
"Huh?" Zhao Weizhen lowered his head.
Although Zhao Ji was persuaded to go back before, she found excuses to send Xiao Yingzheng to Zhao Weizhen every now and then.Once or twice, so many times, Zhao Weizhen didn't bother to talk about her, anyway, Ying Zheng never cried and made troubles, so keeping him with her would save him from being bullied.
Xiao Yingzheng had a serious face, and his dark eyes were clear: "I want to drink too."
Zhao Weizhen: "..."
You can't!
Zhao Weizhen hurriedly took Xiao Yingzheng away from the stove, saying solemnly, "Mr. Zheng can't drink it now, you have to grow up to drink it."
Xiao Yingzheng: "Why?"
Zhao Weizhen: "It's too choking. Children have a sensitive sense of taste, you can't stand it."
When Ying Zheng heard this, his small eyebrows furrowed suddenly, as if he had been challenged by something.
But he didn't say anything.
"Ma'am, is the fire about to be extinguished?" the shopkeeper shouted from afar.
"Hold on!"
She hurriedly picked up the bamboo slips, and wrote down some precautions: "In the future, you will follow this method and prepare more."
Zhao Weizhen asked again: "Have you prepared the fermented beans and bean paste I asked you to prepare?"
The shopkeeper immediately regained his spirits: "It has been prepared for a long time, what is Madam going to do this time?"
When Madam sent someone to bring this still, the shopkeeper was still skeptical.However, after tasting the steamed wine, Zhao Weizhen is now in the eyes of the shopkeeper, she is a fairy who came to save the world, so naturally she is full of expectations for what else she can come up with.
As for what exactly...
Of course it was soy sauce!
The mutton stew last time was a psychological shadow for Zhao Weizhen. She would never touch mutton again until the soy sauce was prepared.
"Just prepare it." Zhao Weizhen said: "Sell the wine first. Also, in spring and summer, any plums, plums, and other fruits can be thrown into the steamed wine to make wine. It tastes very good. I will Write you a few prescriptions, and you can find medicinal materials for me according to the prescriptions."
Fruit wine and medicinal wine are very popular in the 21st century.
The shopkeeper nodded desperately, then rubbed his hands: "Then madam, the price of this steamed wine..."
Zhao Weizhen's hands froze.
"Just ten times the price of the original wine." She hesitated for a moment and said, "It's because of the low output."
"ten times?!"
The shopkeeper exclaimed: "The price is too high?"
In this day and age, food is still very precious.Used to make wine, the output of distilled wine is not as much as that obtained by direct fermentation.If the cost does not come down, the price will naturally not come down.
Zhao Weizhen thought for a while: "Sell them separately. The pure steamed wine is ten times the price of the original wine. You can also mix water and dried fruit with the wine. The price will come down."
The shopkeeper cheered: "This is indeed a good idea!"
Zhao Weizhen: "You stock up on some steamed wine first, and when the time comes, put a big vat in front of the restaurant and pour all the steamed wine into it. Then hang a banner and send a guy to shout outside, and say whoever drinks three big bowls of steamed wine If he can keep up for an hour, I will waive his drinking money for a year."
In "Water Margin", there are three bowls that don't pass the post, so she will make one like a cat and a tiger, and do some marketing, no problem.Zhao Weizhen didn't believe it, distilled wine with low and medium alcohol content would not be enough for people who are used to fermented rice juice!
The shopkeeper who received the order didn't wait too long, rolled up his sleeves and got busy.
After Zhao Weizhen gave his orders, he turned his head satisfied.
"Master Zheng, we're done here, we can—"
She was stuck in the middle of her words.
I saw Wei Xing holding a small jar of steamed wine in one hand and Xiao Yingzheng in the other, already fainted from drinking.
As for Xiao Yingzheng, it's not much better.
The boy leaned against Wei Xing, shaking his head and muttering words, and also became dizzy after drinking too much. How could he still look like a taciturn little cool brother?
Seeing Zhao Weizhen looking over, Wei Xing stuttered and said, "Husband, madam, your son's government is up to you, and your life comes first, so I have no choice but to refuse!"
Zhao Weizhen: "..."
Is it okay for children to drink alcohol to hurt their brains? Can you afford to pay for the future Emperor of the Ages?
Zhao Weizhen stepped forward with his clothes in his hands, slapped Wei Xing away, and hugged Ying Zheng.
After a while, ask the shopkeeper to throw him on the street, and let him freeze to death!Zhao Weizhen was so angry: "Young Master Zheng, I will take you home."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Weizhen's casual remark made the drowsy little Yingzheng wake up suddenly.
The three-year-old child, whose head was resting on her shoulders, raised his head because of Zhao Weizhen's words.He opened his eyes and looked over, his usually black and white pupils were covered with a faint mist.
"Even your wife will abandon me?" Xiao Yingzheng said suddenly.
Zhao Weizhen was surprised: "Young Master Zheng?"
Ying Zheng stretched out a hand, and the small palm grabbed her skirt.
"If I can kill King Zhao." The child's voice was innocent: "Then will you abandon me?"
Zhao Weizhen was shocked.
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