Drive the RV back to Datang

Chapter 35: Chapter 36:
"Brother Cheng, don't you want this expression, hehe..." Cheng Chumo's expression made Li Hao very uncomfortable, and he felt that the chat could not continue.

Cheng Chumo accidentally saw the Spring Festival couplets on the table, and walked over to have a look curiously. He only took one look, then picked up the Spring Festival couplets in shock and shouted: "Who wrote this?"

Li Hao hurried over and said proudly: "What, how about this word, haha, I'm not bragging to you..."

Just as he was about to start bragging, Cheng Chumo said with great surprise: "Finally I found someone uglier than mine! Li Hao, who wrote this word?"

The corners of Li Hao’s mouth twitched, his eyebrows twitched, he really wanted to take Cheng Chumo’s hand now, but the twitching would expose him, he could only endure it, and had to smile: “Haha, this was written by Butler Du, he hasn’t studied for a few years, The handwriting is bad, uglier than earthworms crawling."

The more Cheng Chumo looked at the Spring Festival couplets, the more he liked them, and raised his eyebrows at Li Hao: "Li Hao, give me these Spring Festival couplets."

Li Hao was taken aback: "Why, are you planning to go back and post?"

"Don't make trouble." Cheng Chumo said, "If I post this when I go back, it would be strange if my father didn't hang me up and beat me. I took it back to show my father. He always said that my handwriting was too ugly. I can't find one that is uglier than mine, so I'll take it back now and let him see the uglier one."

Li Hao's eyebrows were alive again, hey, why did I raise my hand, why do I want to slap him so much.

At this time, Du Hong came to the living room and told Li Hao: "Young master, the total amount of money and silver sent by Mr. Cheng is 4 guan."

"Yeah." Li Hao nodded happily, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he waved his big hand, "Hurry up and put in the warehouse, and then change the warehouse to a big lock! No, change to three big locks and lock them with iron chains. In addition, let Zhang Yu and the others change shifts to guard the warehouse, and if they lost a copper coin, I will reward them with a hundred big boards!"

"Yes!" Du Hong took the order and prepared to retreat.

Cheng Chumo raised his hand suddenly: "Wait a minute!"

Li Hao hurriedly asked: "Brother Cheng, is there anything else?"

Cheng Chumo grinned dryly twice, and said: "I almost forgot to tell you. When I came, my father asked me to bring you a message. He said that you are his nephew."

Li Hao was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Uncle Cheng is really...too polite, how can I be worthy of it."

Cheng Chumo raised his eyebrows: "He knew you would say that. He said you deserve it."

Li Hao suddenly had a bad premonition, he still knew the virtues of that old bastard Cheng Yaojin, and suddenly said such a word without thinking, there must be ulterior motives, and the intentions should not be very good.

Li Hao got an idea, hugged his stomach and shouted: "Ouch, my stomach hurts, I'm going to the toilet, Du Hong, see off the guests!" After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Cheng Chumo stood there in a daze, watching Li Hao disappear, before he could say the most important words, Du Hong ran over and spread his hands with a smile on his face: "Mr. Cheng, please."

Cheng Chumo had no choice but to follow Du Hong out of the living room.

After seeing off Cheng Chumo, Li Hao was busy going to the warehouse to count the money. There were copper coins piled up like a hill, and a pile of silver cakes neatly arranged. Li Hao was so happy, not to mention how happy he was, he counted one All afternoon.

Finally at [-] o'clock in the evening, all the lanterns inside and outside the courtyard were lit up, and the house was all red, which corresponded to the four words booming and fiery.

Unexpectedly, at this time, another uninvited guest came unexpectedly. The person who came was still from Duke Lu's mansion. It was actually Han Shou, the chief steward of Duke Lu's mansion. There was only one reason for Han Shou to come. Convey Cheng Yaojin's words.

Cheng Yaojin's meaning is very simple, roughly speaking, Li Hao, you are my nephew. Since you are both my nephews, shouldn't you give some gifts to honor your elders during the Chinese New Year? I don't want too many, eight 880 guan is enough, hahahaha...

When Li Hao heard the number reported by the housekeeper, his face was contorted. The old bastard, the old rascal, actually came to ask for a gift in such a shameless way. The eating looks are too ugly. This old bastard is the only one in Tang Dynasty. Come out and kiss your nephew, I am!
Although Li Hao was angry, he didn't dare to disobey at all. Cheng Yaojin is the master who can do anything, so he should spend some money to buy some peace, and treat it as buying insurance.

Being disturbed by Cheng Yaojin, Li Hao was not happy during the New Year's Eve dinner. After the New Year's Eve dinner, he called everyone in the house to the living room, and then everyone gave out a big red envelope. Everyone was very happy, and then Everyone gathered in the front hall to warm up and watch the new year.

When Li Hao was bored, he took out the two sets of playing cards he brought and taught them how to play Fighting the Landlord. Of course, there was a bet.

After one night, everyone's red envelopes returned to Li Hao's arms again. Li Hao was happy, but everyone was unhappy. Only Zhang Yu and the others were very lucky, because the three of them became disgusted with gambling after quitting gambling and did not participate. So their red envelopes are still warmly held in their arms.

Finally at dawn, Li Hao once again wrapped a red envelope for everyone and distributed it to them. Now everyone was happy again, but Li Hao was unhappy again, because he was going to give presents to Cheng Yaojin, the old killer.

Li Hao took Du Hong to the warehouse to withdraw money. Every time he took out a sling of money, he felt as if he had cut a piece of meat from himself, and only took half of it. Li Hao suddenly held Du Hong down: "Okay, enough! That's it many!"

Du Hong blinked at him puzzledly: "Master, is this only half?"

"I said enough is enough!" Li Hao shouted unreasonably.

Du Hong had no choice but to order the warehouse door to be locked, and then he and Li Hao drove the carriage to Chang'an.

Lantian was not far from Chang'an, although the carriage was slow, it had already arrived at the gate of Lu Guogong's mansion before lunch, and Li Hao handed over the greeting card and gift list.

After waiting for a long time, Cheng Chumo came out, and when they met, he said angrily: "Li Hao, what are you doing, didn't Housekeeper Han tell you to ask for 880 guan, why did you only give 440 guan? Drinking, the spirit of wine is coming up, saying that you are not on the road, look down on his uncle, and don't want to see you."

Li Hao raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Cheng, don't worry, you go back and tell your father that I have brought a new way to make money, which is not inferior to briquettes."

Cheng Chumo got excited when he heard it, nodded his head and slipped back.

After a while, Li Hao heard Cheng Yaojin's demonic laughter coming from the yard: "Wow... my nephew Li Hao came to give the old man a gift, why didn't you tell the old man a long time ago? Be careful that the old man will stab you all one by one..." He was scolding the concierge.

Then the side door was opened, and Cheng Yaojin's bear-like body staggered out of the door, holding the jug in his left hand, and he could smell the smell of alcohol three feet away.

"Wow Kaka, nephew has been waiting in the cold wind for a long time." Cheng Yaojin came up and stretched out his fat bear paw and patted Li Hao's shoulder, "They are all concierges of the old man who are too philistine, nephew don't worry, I will teach you a lesson when you turn around They have a meal."

"Hehe..." Li Hao could only grin dryly, he really didn't know what to say besides dry laughing, could it be more serious to him, you kill a porter right now and let me see!
"Why is my nephew smiling so perfunctorily?" Cheng Yaojin glared at Li Hao displeased, his mouth was full of wine and Li Hao felt like vomiting, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't brushed his teeth.

Li Hao tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "No way, nephew, this is... his face is frozen, hehe..."

"The old man was negligent!" Cheng Yaojin laughed again, and then invited Li Hao to enter the door. As soon as he entered the living room, he set up two briquette stoves with water burning on the stoves, and several jars of wine were heated in the water. Ten catties.

Li Hao's eyebrows twitched when he saw alcohol. Since the last hangover, he was a little afraid of alcohol. After all, he was getting older, and drinking too much alcohol would not be good for his physical development.

Li Hao didn't wait for Cheng Yaojin to speak, and said first: "Uncle Cheng, why are there so many hot horse pees?"

Cheng Yaojin was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a stern face: "Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, this is Sanlejiang, the strongest wine in the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Hao smiled and shook his head: "However, the wine I brew at home is several times stronger than San Lejiang."

Cheng Yaojin was shocked when he heard the words, and then he was ecstatic: "Is this really true?"

Li Hao nodded proudly: "Of course it is true." He took out the distilled wine he had prepared from his arms, stepped forward and put it on Cheng Yaojin's desk, and said, "Uncle Cheng, please taste it." After speaking, he returned to his seat.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to open the jug, and immediately a strong aroma of wine came to his face, and he couldn't help but praised loudly: "Good wine!"

After speaking, he picked up the flagon, blowing the trumpet to his mouth, but the next moment, he suddenly put down the flagon, covered his throat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Li Hao was inexplicably happy when he saw this: "I told you to pretend, pretend, keep pretending, this is 46% wine, do you still think it's Samle Porridge?"

It took Cheng Yaojin a long time to recover, looked at the jug in his hand in disbelief, took another sip, and casually said, his eyes lit up like tungsten lamps: "Li Hao, you really brewed this?"

Li Hao nodded with a smile, but he was thinking to himself: "I must be super handsome with my pretentious appearance."

Cheng Yaojin was ecstatic, as if he had found a treasure, he held the jug and looked at it non-stop, then suddenly asked: "How much wine do you have?"

Li Hao said slowly: "This time, the boy just wants to talk to uncle about how to make money selling wine."

Cheng Yaojin immediately made a decision when he heard the words: "You make wine, I will sell it, and I will share it fifty-fifty."

Li Hao nodded: "That's right. However, Uncle Cheng, the price of this wine is not low, and I don't know if it will sell well, so I decided to brew a batch first and put it in Taibailou for trial sale. If the situation is good, then It won’t be too late to produce in large quantities.”

"Well, you have thought it through." Cheng Yaojin nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile, "But you don't have to worry, anyone who doesn't like this fine wine is a fool. By the way, does this wine have a name?"

Li Hao shook his head: "No name yet."

Cheng Yaojin thought for a while: "Why don't we call it Xianrenniang?"

Li Hao nodded: "It's a good name. It just happens that this wine is fragrant and mellow, just like a fairy brewing it. My nephew suddenly had an idea, why not brew some stronger wine and name it Burning Knife. If that kind of wine is sold to the bitter cold place in the north of Sai , should be very popular."

Cheng Yaojin's eyes flickered again: "Is there any stronger wine?"

Li Hao nodded with a smile: "Of course there is, but that's the limit. If you exceed this limit, you can't drink it. It's easy to drink to death."

"Okay, okay!" Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands happily, "You boy... I really don't know how your brain is born, why are you so full of ghost ideas, it's just..."

"King of Ideas? Little God of Wealth?" Li Hao looked at him expectantly.

Cheng Yaojin chuckled: "You're a little bastard at best."

Li Hao had black lines on his face, this old killer is too good at chatting.

(End of this chapter)