Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 33 Zhang Xianzhong was also depressed
"Aren't you talking about having wine with me? Where's the wine?"

After eating the spicy duck head, Zhang Xianzhong, the eighth king who is famous in the future, was also blushed and thick necked by the spicy duck head, but he didn't want to lose face, so he slapped the table and shouted.

This appearance of his was filled with a bit of cuteness and true temperament. Several people on the table looked at each other in dismay, and while being amused, Song Qingshu hurriedly turned sideways and shouted to the back: "Hong'er, serve the wine!"

Xing Hongniang came out of the kitchen with some reluctance, but she came out with a rather delicate wooden wine barrel, and she couldn't eat at the table. Throw it on the table, turn around and walk away.

"Hehe, this woman, I don't need to be cleaned up, my little brother usually treats me lightly! Don't be as knowledgeable as her!" While speaking against his will, Song Qingshu pulled out the cork and poured a kind of wine that was burnt yellow and clear with a fragrance into Tao's mouth. bowl.

Song Qingshu hadn't mentioned this wine before, Qu Botao could not wait to turn his nose when he smelled it, but Zhang Xianzhong was so hot that he drank it without even looking at it, but immediately it was a toothache. He muttered in dissatisfaction: "What kind of bird wine is so bitter!"

"Oh, the medicinal wine brewed by my brother recently, I didn't master the heat properly, just taste it!"

Although the wine was bitter, it was also fragrant. After complaining, Zhang Xianzhong actually grabbed the bucket and poured another bowl. While drinking, he picked up the stewed mushy duck head from the pot.

Smelling the aroma, Qu Botao, who had already been unable to restrain himself, couldn't help but also took the wine barrel and filled himself a glass. After tasting, Qu Botao looked at Yiran gnawing on the duck in amazement. Song Qingshu with a skull.

What is the origin of this kid?It is always possible to come up with such strange things. Although this wine is a bit weaker, it has a strong aroma of wine and wheat. It is refreshing and pleasant to drink. If it goes on the market, it will be a bestseller!Is it because he summed up, opened a winery, and got out the secret recipe of wine making?
I don't know that this simple and honest old man is thinking about his secret recipe. Song Qingshu just smirked when he drank the wine he brewed. After that, the third most popular drink in the world, beer!

In Chinese history, there is actually a precedent for brewing wine from wheat, which was called Li. When the Huns were strong, Li was among the tributes paid by the Han court to the Xiongnu. However, after the Han Dynasty, the brewing method of barley was lost.

It's just that this is not real beer. There is only one thing that differs from real beer, that is, the strange flower that Song Qingshu got from Xing Hongniang last time, and was exposed to an electric gun, hops!

When I was studying the history of wine brewing, my teacher mentioned that Song Qingshu brewed beer by himself. At that time, he thought that this thing was unique to Europe. Later, he found out from Mr. Xing that this thing is also available in China. But it is not called hops, but hops, which is a kind of medicinal material.

Beer brewing is actually simple. Germinated wheat is ground and boiled in a pot to make maltose juice, filtered and then boiled, then hops are added to adjust the taste, and finally some yeast and sugar are added to the barrel for fermentation.

Beer is really a good tool for communication. Don't look at the low alcohol content of this thing, but it can't hold up to a large amount. In addition, Song Qingshu deliberately poured alcohol. When the second barrel was opened, Zhang Xianzhong's tongue was obviously big.

"Hey, you idiot, you know a lot of things, you are not stupid at all! If I have another girl, I will definitely marry you!" Chili oil was still smeared on his face, his eyes rolled a little, and he was excited to drink Zhang Xianzhong compared his fingers in confusion, but Song Qingshu grinned when he heard it. Fortunately, you don't have a sister!

Not to mention how hard it is to support a wife and a concubine now, but with your yellow-faced tiger face alone, a girl can't be a tigress!
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu subconsciously turned his head to look at the kitchen. Sure enough, there was already a tigress poking out its head angrily, and Caiwei's small head was exposed curiously.

Seeing the two girls, Song Qingshu's mood was surprisingly joyful. If they were to be put in later generations, sporty beauties like Hongniang Xing, and lolita-type beauties like Caiwei would definitely be the favorites of the family. The school also has to be a goddess-level figure. For a girl like Song Qingshu himself, let alone come here, I am afraid that he will be knocked out by Gao Fushuai a few blocks away, so there will be a little chance.

Unlike now, when he earns some money, Ming Media is marrying and holding a wedding, the two girls will be his bedside people, and they will be put in future generations, which Song Qingshu dare not even think about.

From this point of view, this era may not be as bad as imagined.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu happily raised his wine glass and poured it at Zhang Xianzhong.

"Come on, brother Zhang, I'll toast you a toast! For our central film to have a blue sky like you, the common people live and work in peace and contentment, the thieves are frightened, and the road does not pick up lost things, do it!"

Song Qingshu could speak, but who knew that one sentence mentioned Zhang Xianzhong's bitterness, maybe he really drank a little too much, after drinking this cup, the yellow-faced tiger grinned, and snorted with a smirk: "Come on! Qing Tian, ​​I, Lao Zhang, understand in my heart, don't watch you invite me to drink, you may still scold me, Lao Zhang in your heart for a while!"

Song Qingshu was shocked when he heard this.

Winning over Zhang Xianzhong is an important part of his plan to open a store. In the present, the most fearful thing about doing business is that all the gods of wealth will stretch out their hands. The Song Qing calligrapher in the previous life ran a bathing pool on a whim. Seeing that there are many people bathing every day, but once he took over , What about environmental protection, taxation, urban management, and the big caps of the street office came to ask for money. This sum, plus water and coal, workers' expenses, and the protection fee of a certain brother in the nearby market, almost made ends meet every month. In the end, The savings that had been lost for more than ten years were closed.

If Zhang Xianzhong is recruited into the gang, he is the director of the film anyway. With him, those hooligans will not open their eyes to find fault. After all, Zhang Xianzhong knows more officials than them, so there will be less trouble in the future. point.

Going a step further, this person was the leader of the 36th Route against the king in the late Ming Dynasty. If he really couldn't survive the day, he would go to Zhang Xianzhong to rebel anyway, and he would have a care at any rate!
It would be really sad if Zhang Xianzhong was offended by bloody treats to dinner and causing a commotion.

In a hurry, Song Qingshu wanted to make amends, but before he could open his mouth, Zhang Xianzhong poured out his bitterness, full of complaints and mumbling non-stop.

"Every one of you sees that I am majestic in a dog's fur. How do you know my sufferings! Catch some thieves, thieves, gangsters, and gangsters, and I will lead people to fight with real knives and guns. They belong to the old man! The last time I caught the big thief Huang Hutian, I had the donkey hacked three times, and he didn’t even have a fart or pension. But the dog official Xu Papi, who slept at home with a six-bedroom wife, gave birth to an official and received a reward of 100 taels of silver. !"

"If you are a big fart, the officials will be able to yell at me five times and six times. I will pay three months out of twelve months a year, and I have to find out for myself for nine months. Every official's son has a lot of money and a lot of thieves. If you don’t do it well, you’ll have to scold and tell the common people to rub their spines behind their backs, is it easy for me?”

In these last days, life is not easy for anyone. At first, Song Qingshu didn't have a good impression of Zhang Xianzhong, a bastard. He filled it up, held a wine bowl and toasted: "For the sake of this world, drink!"

Just as he was feeling depressed, Zhang Xianzhong gulped it down without even thinking about it, and then he threw the bowl aside angrily, and yelled cursingly: "It's all right for an official to mess with me! These two days, even the beggar's head Fucked with me, fucked up, I don't know that generation of princes came out to mess around with wild species, parasites who can't do anything dare to yell at me, sooner or later, I will kill that so-and-so Pig pure fat!"

I don't know how the beggar's head provoked this evil star. When he said this, the drunken Zhang Xianzhong was full of murderous intent, his eyes were full of coldness, and he was as vicious as a yellow-faced tiger trying to eat people, which caught everyone's heart Unstoppable chills.

Such a vulgar person like Zhang Xianzhong, who is drunk and yelling to kill and chop whoever speaks harshly, is too commonplace. Qu Botao and Old Man Xing didn't take it seriously at all. They should continue to eat and drink, but Song Qingshu listened But his heart trembled suddenly.

In history, most of the anti-kings in the late Ming Dynasty came from grass roots, and the records of their backgrounds are vague. For example, Zhang Xianzhong, the Eight Great Kings, who dug up the Fengyang Imperial Tomb and claimed to be the Emperor of Daxi, only recorded in the history books that he sold jujubes in his early years and worked as a government servant. , and finally went to Yansui Town to join the army, and was almost beheaded for violating military laws. Fortunately, he had a strange appearance, like a yellow tiger, and the chief general Chen Hongfan thought it was strange, so he let him go.

Many previous records said that he was a policeman in Yan'an Mansion. Song Qingshu was really surprised when he saw him in Xi'an Mansion. The Fengguo Lieutenant Zhu Cunbiao had a grudge last time.Looking at his murderous appearance is definitely not a joke!Killing a clan, even calling Huazi clan is not a small crime, no wonder he fled to Yansui Town to be a frontier soldier again!
But now that this incident happened to him, he really paid attention to it. He had already seen how dark Da Ming's law was. Don't let this guy kill someone and run away, and he would have to suffer along with it. It would be too sad to be implicated and followed by a knife.

I finally wanted to find a backer, and I was desperate to spend my money. At the end of the term, another moth appeared. After drinking two more cups, he started to hug the duck's neck and call Xiaocui, the eight kings like a drunk cat, Song Qingshu It was really sad, and I tilted my head thinking.

Why did all the bad things happen to me?

(End of this chapter)