Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 211 The Alcoholic Father and Son

Cheng's workshop.

The sky clouds half covered the setting sun, dyed a red glow.

Satisfied with wine and food, the two walked into the workshop with their shoulders crossed, talking and laughing happily, and walked towards the temporary house set up in the north along the way.

Along the way, the tinkering craftsmen greeted Li Xian and Cheng Chumo enthusiastically, and the people in coarse cloth and linen shirts also warmly greeted them, telling how the free coal stove was easy to use.

Li Xian and Cheng Chumo waved their hands back one by one, before they sat down firmly on the desk in the north room, a craftsman in a leather coat wiped the wine on his lap with a smile, and ran in.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Cheng, a new barrel of wine is ready!"

Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on the craftsman's body, which was less offensive than before, but with a lingering aroma of alcohol.

"Improved?"

Li Xian stood up with a smile, and patted Cheng Chumo on the shoulder.

"If I don't satisfy you, will I stop?"

"Go! Take a look!"

Cheng Chumo pursed his lips and glanced at Li Xian.

"This time I was so intoxicated. Thinking about it now, I still feel like I have a splitting headache and my head is dizzy."

Following the words, Cheng Chumo rushed out of the door ahead of Li Xian, urging the winemaker to take them there.

Passing through the long corridor, there was a strong smell of distiller's grains, which was indeed much better than the smell of the previous wine. Even Li Xian felt that there was not much difference between the smell of the wine from later generations.

White air permeated the roof, and the wind came out against the door of the Dongkai Winery. A group of three people entered in a file, and suddenly felt as if they had come to a fairyland surrounded by fairy air.

After carefully checking the sanitary problems in the winery, amidst the crackling sound of firewood, Li Xian gave a few loud instructions before going into the side room to check the newly brewed wine.

Before entering the house, the sound of disputes in the house came to my ears.

"Mr. Cheng, it's not that I don't want you to drink more. After all, this is the first brewing after brewing. You still need Mr. Li's guidance. I'm afraid there may be some problems..."

"Am I the boss or are you the boss? I have the final say on this matter. If there is a problem with the drinking, I will blame it! Come on, Sheng!"

"This... I can't guarantee..."

Li Xian, who stepped through the threshold, shook his head slightly. People in Tang Dynasty like fermented wine, so it's really not his fault.

Seeing Cheng Chumo, who was about to make the wine himself, Li Xian laughed.

"Why don't you say that you have a splitting headache and drowsy words now?"

Cheng Chumo looked back at Li Xian, smiled, poured a cup, brought it over, and gave a thumbs up.

"Brother Li!"

"This time the fermented rice is absolutely delicious! It's warm and less spicy in the mouth, and it flows much smoother in the mouthpiece, with a long and mellow aftertaste. Look at the hops, it's gratifying to look at."

Before Li Xian raised his hand to touch the cup, Cheng Chu silently took a sip.

With a carefree 'ah', he wiped off the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and pushed the glass over.

"Try it quickly!"

"Hey! Where have you two boys gone? You have been searching for a day and only come back now!"

A rough shout came from the steaming white air, fanning the smoke and white air in front of the tip of his nose, Cheng Yaojin strode in.

"What is this doing? The smell of alcohol? So strong?"

Passing through the white air that filled the air from steaming the wine again, Cheng Yaojin's eyes reflected two suspicious eyes that exchanged.

Naturally took the cup hanging in the air in Li Xian's hand, glared at the two of them, and reproached.

"You two boys are good. They play like crazy for a day, but it's hard for me to spend a day in the city."

"I'm thirsty!"

Regardless of what was in the cup, Cheng Yaojin poured it down in one gulp, his whole body was alert, his eyes widened, just like Cheng Chumo's first drink, the blush began to spread to his dark cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A figure that seems to be frozen, holding a cup, hangs in the air, and takes a few breaths.

hiccup~
He hiccupped for a long time, with a strong smell of alcohol, and spit towards Li Xian, who was aggrieved, and cast a strange glance at the clean wine glass in his hand.

Although it has a slight similarity with Datang Jiuniang, but the gap is really obvious, Cheng Yaojin glanced at Li Xian curiously.

"This... what is this?"

"Enough, cool!"

"Nephew, is this something you newly invented?"

With a speechless face, he took the cup from Cheng Yaojin's hand, his eyes drifted away from Cheng's father and son, and he picked up the wooden barrel to pour the wine again.

With the slanted mouth of the jar, and the sound of clear wine being poured, Li Xian slowly spoke words of disgust.

"You father and son are bandits?"

"This is newly brewed wine. Don't talk about the taste and alcohol level, you should at least ask me to check it carefully."

"See if there's a strange smell in it, if there's anything harmful to the body, if there's..."

The moment the jar stood at attention, a pair of big hands poked in from the bottom of her eyes, and carried the cup over.

"Even if this damn thing is poisonous, it's worth it if you can drink a jar of it!"

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

In front of Li Xian, Cheng Yaojin raised his head and poured down a full cup of wine, let out a long "ah" in satisfaction, lifted his sleeves to wipe the wine drops on his beard, looked at it and frowned Li Xian smiled.

"What? The old man has searched all over the city looking for you two, and his legs are about to break. Can't you finish drinking?"

Cheng Chu, who was brought to the side, gave a thumbs up silently, and Cheng Yaojin put down the cup in a fawning manner, picked up the barrel and poured a glass himself, and handed it to Li Xian.

"Nephew! According to me, this kind of worldly wine must be another good sign for big sales."

"Look at the craftsmen and utensils in the workshop. They are all expensive. Why don't my old Cheng family open a few shops first? How about we cooperate?"

"Needless to say, when the [-]th starts, our Cheng family will get two shares!"

Having tasted the sweetness of the previous tea shop, Cheng Yaojin firmly believed that Datang, who was already addicted to alcohol, must be interested in such things.

Cheng Chumo also agreed, for fear that Li Xian would disagree.

"Brother Li, look at the wine, even if we drink more, we won't be able to drink much."

"It's better to let it out, so that the people of the whole city can often."

"Using your words, this is called being alone. It's better to be happy than to be happy."

Li Xian took the cup, took a sip, it was clear and mellow, long and vigorous, it was indeed much better than before.

Originally, I didn't plan to drink it all by myself, so I glanced blankly at the two of them, and took another sip out of habit.

"Since you two are so caring, you can take care of the store. I'm used to sitting back and enjoying the benefits, so I don't get tired."

Cheng Chumo's face blossomed into a smile, and his own Cheng family became the owner behind him, and the biggest advantage was that he had to drink for himself!

"Good Le!"

The wine cup disappeared in his hand for a moment, Cheng Yaojin chuckled, put the cup to his lips, and squinted at Li Xian.

"Nephew, you can't drink like this. You have to drink a big bowl of wine, and you have to eat meat in big mouthfuls, so that you can have energy."

"Look at me..."

After finishing the sentence, he took a sip of the bowl, and when he wanted to pour wine, Li Xian held down his arm.

"Although the fermented rice is good, don't be greedy. This is not the fermented glutinous rice you usually drink. It has a lot of stamina."

"Let's go and have a look at the cotton clothes."

Taking Li Xian's palm from his thick arm, Cheng Yaojin picked up the jar with one hand and filled half of it.

"It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, and drinking doesn't affect watching..."

(End of this chapter)