The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 69
"Alas!" Li Muyun sighed when he thought that the annual harvest was only enough to buy 32 horses.

It's really not easy to do anything these days, I didn't expect to be a bandit and worry about myself like a [-],,, force.

What?You said being a bandit is easy?
It's easy to say that they don't know how to do it, or they plan to make a fuss.

Let the author give an example, you just say that you should prepare a bandit weapon?Unprepared, take a rake and sickle to rob?Those are mobs, not bandits.

But if you prepare a sword, should you prepare a carriage or something?not prepare?How do you get rid of the stolen things?Take it on someone's back or bury it on the spot?In addition, you have to run after the robbery, right?Without high-speed maneuverability, he is still a bandit!
So weapons, horses, these things must be prepared, and they must be used well. This is a problem that can drive people crazy in Datang, where even a hoe costs fifty coins.

"Liaison officer, within five steps!" Li Muyun, who was about to be driven crazy by money, finally became angry when he saw the white clouds floating above his head, and shouted at the third fat man who was pinching the mud between his fingers.

"What's the matter?" The third fat man swayed over.

"Go to Su Yatou's side to see if the screening is over. If it's over, ask to see if there is anyone who can make wine, and bring them here."

"It's over?" The fat man waited for a while, seeing that Li Muyun didn't say anything more, he couldn't help asking.

"It's over, go!"

"Oh!" The three fatty left reluctantly, dragging their flesh all over, leaving Li Muyun to continue worrying.

Distilled alcohol is a good thing, but Li Muyun only knows some methods of distillation, and the specific process needs to be studied carefully.

First of all, he needs to make a set of rectification tools, secondly, he needs distiller's grains, and finally, grain. With these things, he can start experimenting. I believe that with his experience in the previous life and the cooperation of some craftsmen who know how to make wine, It can definitely be done in three to five days.

……

And things were indeed as Li Muyun expected, after nearly ten days of tossing and tossing with him, Blacksmith Zhong and a half-baked brewing apprentice, the distilled wine was finally produced. Feeling the hot and pungent taste in his mouth, Li Muyun decided He gave this wine a nice name-Men Dao Donkey!

……

In the Juyi hall, Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun who hadn't shown up for ten days, and asked in confusion, "Boy, what have you been doing these days? You haven't seen anyone for several days, and I thought you were picked up by wolves." Woolen cloth."

"Hehe, I'm trying to brew some wine here, and I plan to exchange it for some horses." Li Muyun held a small tin wine pot made by a blacksmith, and poured a little self-brewed Sanbai into his mouth from time to time.

Alcohol was definitely a taboo when he was a killer before, that is to say, he had almost never touched it except for a sip or two on special occasions.But now the difference in status determines that he can freely choose his own life, and wine is no longer taboo for him, so he can enjoy it.

The old man Li Yuan hasn't drunk any wine since the day he was picked up by Li Muyun. Now that he hears that there is wine, he automatically filters out the matter of changing horses, and focuses on the issue of wine: "Are you brewing wine? It's brewed." ?”

Li Muyun chuckled, and raised the iron jug in his hand: "Of course it's brewed."

"Stinky boy, you brewed all the wine, and you didn't tell me, come on..." "哐" A sea bowl was turned over by old Li Yuan, and he said excitedly: "Full up!"

"I said old man, this wine is not ordinary, it is very different from the ones you have drunk before." Li Muyun looked at the sea bowl which was much bigger than the flagon in his hand, and was a little entangled.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, I don't even dislike you for being dirty." Li Yuan was really greedy for wine during this time, no matter what Li Muyun said, he just urged him to hurry up.

Helpless, Li Muyun could only pour wine for this stubborn old man.

The strong fragrance and clearness of the distilled wine conquered old Li Yuan, an old stubborn donkey who has experienced the battle of wine, the moment it was poured out.

The old man kept sniffling and urged Li Muyun to fill up the wine in dissatisfaction, regardless of the fact that there was not much wine in the small jug.

After a while, the wine was poured out, and the little old man showed a very dissatisfied expression, but he didn't say anything more.

Picking up the bowl, he took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath: "Okay, this taste is many times stronger than the imperial wine in the palace."

"You can put it down, it's like drinking the royal wine in the palace." Li Muyun curled his lips, and at the end he didn't forget to tell old Li Yuan: "I said old man, you must drink slowly, this wine is really ordinary The wine is different."

"Can there be any difference, isn't it just that the taste is stronger, it's as if the old man has never drunk wine."

There is a saying: "Old child, old child", it means that the older you get, the more you look like a child.

If the old man Li Yuan was alone, he would definitely try to drink this wine slowly, but Li Muyun's persuasion by the side had the opposite effect.

I saw the old man pick up the sea bowl and raise his head...

A scorching heat rushed straight to the throat accompanied by pungentness, and the little old man's face instantly flushed red.

But looking at Li Muyun beside him, thinking of the bragging he had just said, the little old man just kept his mouth shut, and it took a lot of effort to swallow a big mouthful of loose white.

"Ha..." After taking a sip of wine, the little old man opened his mouth suddenly, let out a strong breath of alcohol, smashed the sea bowl in his hand on the table, and shouted like a sheep going crazy: "Okay , Good wine, this is the wine that men should drink, what the fuck did I drink before, all the fucking vinegar!"

After shouting enough, he pointed at Li Muyun again: "Boy, go, get some more for the old man, the old man wants to get drunk today."

Li Muyun stood there without moving, he knew very well what the consequences would be if he took a sip of alcohol just now in this Tang Dynasty where everyone was used to drinking low-alcohol alcohol.

Although Li Yuan sometimes suffers from dementia, he is generally quite a cute little old man. It would be a little bad if he drank to death.

At this time, Li Yuan also seemed to have noticed something was wrong, shook his head and said: "No, no, boy, you, your wine is so strong, old, this old man can't bear it."

"If you can't bear it, don't drink it today. We can brew the wine ourselves, and there will be plenty of opportunities to drink it slowly in the future."

"No, no, then what, you, what's the name of your wine." Although Li Yuan was a little dizzy, he was not confused, and even remembered to ask for the name of the wine.

Li Muyun said naturally: "I'm bored."

(End of this chapter)