This Zhenguan is a bit silly

"Boy, let's talk about it, what are you going to do with this wine deal

!" "Sending wine to Yu Chi Lao Hei is also part of your plan!"

After eating, several people sat at the table, drinking tea and sobering up, but Lao Cheng suddenly asked with a smile.

He didn't believe that Fang Chengen went to give Yu Chigong wine in order to take revenge on Wei Chigong, and those two jars of wine were worth a lot of money.

For some good drinkers, it is even more expensive.

Facts have proved that there are still many smart people in this world, such as Lao Cheng and Li Ke.

I sent wine to Wei Chigong, just to make a name for this wine.

Not only Wei Chigong, but also Qin Qiong is also part of his plan.

"Uncle Cheng, let's be honest, our wine is extremely difficult to produce, and there are not a few drinks that need to be consumed, and the price must not be affordable for ordinary people, and there are only two kinds of people who can afford to sell it. One is a dignitary, and the other is a wealthy merchant in Chang'an City. "

The kid has thought about it, Ming, after you go down to the court, with the character of Uncle Wei Chi, you will definitely show you that you have a good wine, and then, you will also brag about it, and finally, Uncle Qin will make a final decision." As

long as these dignitaries and dignitaries come to buy our wine, then those rich merchants in Chang'an City must be curious about what kind of wine can make the powerful who are accustomed to seeing good things flock to it.

Cheng Yanjin nodded again and again, he can talk about the war, but when it comes to business, his eyes are black.

"This business was made up by your kid, everything is according to your intentions, you and the virgin heir are messing around all day long, if you need the Cheng family, just tell him directly, anyway, when it comes to dividends, don't miss the old man's copper coins

!" "Uncle Cheng, you are wrong, we are not messing around!" "

Me and the virgin, those are all well-known good boys in Chang'an City!".

"As for the copper coin, don't worry, I promise that you will make a lot of money when the time comes, when the virgin mortgaged the property of the mansion and followed the boy to buy a coal mine, now this income, don't say that the Cheng family has not built a new treasure house!" Fang Chengen joked with a smile.

Cheng Yanjin also laughed after hearing this, during this time, he can be said to have counted the money to the cramps in his hands, and the family has never been so rich, which is all brought by the income from coal mines.

Cheng bit Jin and was happy, Cheng Chuhei was sad, he had benefited from this, but it was all his, what kind of sin did he create, he had such a father.

Look at the old Fang, I really want to change my surname, but I don't know if Uncle Fang will accept his son.

After chatting with Cheng Yanjin for a while, Fang Chengen took Cheng Chuhei out of the house.

Go to Qin's house first, and then go to Wei Chi's house, there is a long way to go

......

! At the same time, Chang'an City, streets and alleys.

Originally, the disciples and grandchildren of Ji Laoba, who relied on storytelling for a living, invariably talked about the same book.

Three bowls are not enough.

"It is said that there is a place called Jingyanggang!"

"On this day, Shigong toured the world and passed through this place. It was noon, when the master was hungry and thirsty, he saw a hotel in front of him, and there was a big flag in front of the door, with three big characters written on it, three bowls are not enough!

""When I entered the store, my master asked for wine and meat, and began to eat and drink, and drank three bowls in a row, but the store refused to add wine!"

"

The shopkeeper said, guest officer, the big flag outside my store, have you ever seen it, it is clearly written on it, three bowls are not posts

!" "The master asked, what is the three bowls but not posts!" "The

shop said: My wine is made by using the immortal method, and it is given by the longevity of the Li family's immortals. But when a guest comes to my shop and eats three bowls, he gets drunk and can't cross the hill in front of him. Therefore, it is called 'three bowls are not over'.

"The master was puzzled, and asked again, then why did I eat three bowls, but I never got drunk!"

"The store explained, my family's wine is called going out to pour, the entrance is delicious, and the stamina is great! The

master was displeased, so he asked the little two to add wine again, but the little two couldn't resist the master, and added eighteen bowls to the master in a row, and the master drank to the fullest, and then left. "

But just walked out of the store, but was called back by Xiao Er.

"It turns out that on this hill, there is a big white-fronted insect with hanging eyes, which will come out to hurt people at night, and has injured two hundred and eighty lives.

"It's evening now, so I hope that my master will stay overnight and wait for tomorrow to go to work." "

Shigong believed this, so he ignored Xiao Er and went to the hill on his own.

By the time the master arrived at the post, it was getting late, and a round of red sun had slowly set down the mountain. "

When the master had gone for a while, he was drunk, and when he became warm, he opened his chest, staggered, and ran through the woods. Seeing a bright bluestone, Shigong simply lay down and wanted to sleep. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind. After that gust of wind, I heard a sound of slamming on the ground behind the chaotic trees, and a big white-fronted insect jumped out. The

big insect was hungry and thirsty, pressed its two front paws on the ground, looked at it, jumped hundreds of feet high, and flew down from mid-air.

At this time, I heard a young man who was listening to the book say: "You can't brag about it, how can a tiger jump a hundred feet high

!" The storyteller just glanced at the young man and said lightly: "I love to listen, don't listen to it!" This is what my master said personally, if you have a different opinion, you can say it to my master face to face. The

young man was also not angry, and scolded loudly: "When I am afraid that your master will not succeed, you dare to tell

me the name of your master!" The storyteller didn't even look at him, and said loudly: "The master's surname is Fang Chengen, if you dare to go, I respect you as a man!"

Fang, Fang Chengen, the young man shuddered, his eyes closed, his legs kicked, and he fainted decisively.

Someone on the side dragged this guy aside with a very good eye, and saluted the

storyteller and said, "Sir, you continue, you continue!" The storyteller nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Speaking of this evil tiger, it hurts countless people,......"

I saw my master, rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists, and kicked heavily on the head of the white-fronted tiger, the head of the big insect, instantly missing a horizontal, became a soil character, and another kick, the big insect's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, spurted blood in all directions, and the blood spurted out five meters high.

"......

" snapped, and the storyteller slapped the startling wood in his hand heavily, and shouted: "Integrating thousands of beauty and talent, morality and wisdom in one, this is the Tang Dynasty man, the hero of fighting tigers, my master, Fang Chengen!"

Mr. Storyteller's eyes lit up: "Yes, on the first floor of Shigong Restaurant, there is a new wine, but the price is expensive."

"Everyone, the wallet is not enough, don't move forward!" Damn

, this bastard is really in the same vein as the surnamed Fang, looking down on people, and his eyes are on his head.