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

Chapter 212 The atmosphere of biting gold
The yellow leaves of the towering old trees withered fall on the arched roof, and the creaking of the loom can be heard faintly in the secluded workshop.

Weaving and making clothes is delicate work. Li Xian placed the small workshop here to give the tailoring craftsmen a concentrated environment.

Looking at the crudely built house, Li Xian walked in the front with his hands behind his back, looking at the bleak environment, he casually mentioned a word.

"This is a workshop that can keep warm and keep out the cold. You see, this workshop is really big and small. It's a bit shabby to spread."

Walking behind, Cheng Yaojin, whose cheeks were flushed from drinking, stepped forward quickly, and walked side by side with Li Xian, beating his chest to reassure.

"Nephew, don't worry! Before the first snowstorm comes, this place must be repaired."

"No! It's the whole workshop, and tomorrow, it will... start construction!"

"My old Cheng wants to use the best craftsmen in the city to remake these sheds as beautiful as those in the Duke's mansion. No! It must be more luxurious and beautiful than our Duke's mansion."

Cheng Yaojin breathed out the smell of alcohol, pointed to the empty courtyard, and said while walking unsteadily.

"And here, it's bare, it's heart-warming to look at, a tree is planted, a lake is opened, and a few rockeries are erected..."

"When there is nothing to do, let these craftsmen take a walk and enjoy the flowers. Only with a good mood can they create things with heart."

"Nephew... what do you think? Hiccup~ Shu Tan."

Cheng Chumo was a little dazed at the side, staring at the figure who was getting more and more excited as he talked, and stared in bewilderment.

"Father, our Duke's Mansion has never seen you work so hard."

"That's not what you said when we were renovating our Duke's mansion. You said that you should not be luxurious, but simple..."

"You know what a fart, my nephew is our cash cow, and these craftsmen are the ones who water and fertilize. It's better not to take care of it. Let's drink the northwest wind?"

Glancing at Cheng Yaojin, whose eyes were slightly blurred, Li Xian shook his head slightly, and said a word lightly.

"Oh~ don't listen to me, I'm a little drunk..."

Clothes production is fairly smooth, after all, it is very complicated from scratch, cocoon stripping, silk washing, silk brocade, cotton screening, filling, tattooing and so on.

The one that Li Xian planned to give to Princess Changle was progressing a little slower, it was barely halfway through weaving, but the cotton was offering a reward for some of the best quality cotton, presumably it would take another month or so to see the finished product.

As for the clothes made for Li Jing in the barracks, it only needs to be filled with flattened cotton and stitched.

Cheng Yaojin was originally a general, with a rough voice, and drinking some fermented wine, he would hold a half-finished cotton padded jacket and yell in surprise at every turn, which made Li Xian have to retreat early to ensure the silence in the workshop.

When I came out of the workshop, the sun had already slanted to the west, and the sky was a little dim.

Li Xian and Cheng Chumo walked towards the outside of the workshop with the chattering Cheng Yaojin on their side.

A group of craftsmen saw Cheng Yaojin with a radiant face, not knowing the power of the new wine brewed by Li Xian, they couldn't help but make fun of it.

"Drinking a few glasses of fermented rice will make you drunk? General Cheng has to increase his drinking capacity!"

"I never expected to see General Cheng make an embarrassment in this lifetime. It is truly a spectacle."

Cheng Yaojin struggled to push the two away, staggered with fluffy steps, and pointed his fingers at the craftsmen to make fun of them.

"I'm not drunk... My old Cheng drinks like a cow, and I will get drunk after just a few drinks? A joke!"

"Tell you, I can still drink ten or eight cans. If it weren't for the fact that my nephew's newly brewed wine is only one can, where would I keep it for him?"

Li Xian looked at the shaky figure in front of him, chatted and shook his head slightly.

It seems that bragging after drinking is not a unique patent of later generations.If it weren't for the low alcohol content of the Tang Dynasty wine, I'm afraid this can also be listed as an intangible cultural heritage!

"What are you drinking? Cheng Aiqing."

A voice of majesty and joy came faintly from the door of the workshop.

Li Shimin stood at the door of the cave with his hands behind his back, and Eunuch Rong staggered and stood behind Li Shimin, looking at Cheng Yaojin in the workshop and frowning slightly.

【Uh... Li Er came here smelling the aroma of wine?Did you know it just out of the pot? 】

liqueur?
Li Er's eyes lit up, he sniffed subconsciously, and his eyes wandered around.

Cheng Yaojin, who was still boasting about Haikou, glanced at the two figures at the door, grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and cupped his hands to meet them.

"Your Majesty, it's really time for you to come."

"Li Xian has brewed a pot of fine wine. It tastes so mellow that people can't stop it. He is discussing with the minister how to present it."

Cheng Chumo and Li Xian stared wide-eyed, watching the unsteady figure walk up to Li Shimin, and bowed their hands in salute.

Turning their heads to look at each other, the two of them frowned and thought of going together at the same time.

"Could it be that this fermented rice can make people smooth?"

Bang bang bang bang.

There was a burst of iron hammers, and the sound of iron rods crackling and falling to the ground continued.

All the people kneeled in the middle of the aisle of the shed in the workshop, their faces filled with horror.

Who would have thought that the wealthy businessman in the past is actually the current king of the Tang Dynasty!
Li Shimin raised his arms, beckoning the craftsmen to continue working.

"You don't need to panic, I just want to see how the coal stoves that benefit the country and the people are built."

Instead, he asked Li Xian and Cheng Chumo, who were approaching.

"Li Xian, I am very pleased that you have such a heart of devotion."

"It's just a good intention, so let's present it, and your good intention will not be in vain."

Ignoring Li Xian who was wrinkling his bitter face, he walked towards the north room with ease.

Li Xian signaled the craftsmen not to spread the matter, so he went to the winery muttering.

"Bandits! They are all bandits!"

"I can only sip a couple of sips of the newly brewed wine, but you are welcome, a small can will soon go down half a jar!"

In the quiet house, Cheng Yaojin rubbed his palms, talked to Li Shimin about the taste of the wine, and told Li Xian and himself about the idea of ​​making the winery bigger.

Wenbi won, Li Shimin was already happy, but now he heard that Cheng Yaojin was going to send two cans of fermented rice per month according to the amount of tribute, he felt even more happy, and he didn't close his mouth for a long time.

Li Xian came to the house with the barrel in his hand, poured a glass, and handed it to Li Shimin with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this is the wine brewed by Wei Chen."

"I originally planned to customize an exquisite wine jar in the Yu Mansion, but it is not yet possible."

Li Shimin was also unceremonious, and took a sip from the wine cup.

The spicy feeling wraps around the mouthpiece and rushes to the whole body. Li Shimin blinked his eyes wide and swallowed slowly.

It took a long time to exhale a strong smell of alcohol, staring at the cup in his hand, praised.

"Good wine!"

Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Yaojin who was opposite, and said happily.

"Cheng Aiqing, add two jars of royal wine."

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, raised his cup and stretched it out in front of Li Xian.

"Good talk, good talk."

"I have a drink with Your Majesty."

Seeing Li Xian's wide-eyed face, Cheng Yaojin chuckled, quickly lifted the wine jar, poured a glass for Li Xian, and said flatteringly.

"Come, come, nephew, have a drink with His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)