Liu Bei was a little confused when he heard this. Mr. Academy actually spoke for such a rebellious son who was not doing his job properly?
"Brother! Did you hear that? My husband said that my nephew is right!"
Zhang Fei said greedily: "My eldest nephew, I heard from Zhuge Villager that you brewed good wine?"
Guan Yu frowned and said: "Yide! This is the holy land of the academy, how can you drink alcohol? Don't make Mr. Shui Jing laugh!"
Liu Bei nodded and said: "Mr. Shui Jing is an expert outside the world. He never drinks too much! Yide, you should learn more from Mr. Shui Jing!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the book boy coming with an apologetic face.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! My husband had a good wine yesterday and is still hungover..."
Ha ha ha ha!
Zhang Fei laughed and said, "Brother! You want me to sleep with that old man?"
Liu Bei's old face turned red and he said: "Sir, it is okay for you to be greedy for drinks occasionally!"
The book boy praised: "It's not because Senior Brother Liu Mang's wine is so powerful that Mr. Liu Mang can get rid of all his worries."
Ahem!
Liu Bei almost choked because the culprit of Mr. Shui Jing's hangover turned out to be his son.
"Mang'er! You are not from an official family like Cao Cao, so you can't be a prodigal!"
Liu Bei said earnestly: "From now on, you will inherit your father's will, revive the Han Dynasty, and return the old capital!"
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's eyes were full of expectation, and Liu Bei even took out a small bag of candy from his sleeve.
"Take it! This is the candy I bought from Xiangyang for my father. You can use it to replenish your health!"
Sugar in ancient times was not just a simple snack or condiment, but also a very rare supplement.
Liu Bei was willing to give his supplements to Liu Mang, which shows the deep love between father and son.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei had seen it and were relieved.
Brother, there is a successor!
Deng Ai was even more greedy. His family was extremely poor and he had never tasted sugar.
Liu Mang opened it and saw that it was all brown sugar. Not to mention how ugly it looked!
"Dad, can this thing be eaten?"
"You traitor! You prodigal son! How many people want to eat candy, but they can't get it!"
Liu Bei said angrily: "Originally, these candies are for your mother and Aunt Gan to replenish their health! In memory of my father, you are forgetting to eat and sleep at Shuijing Academy, studying hard..."
Ahem!
Pang Tong couldn't stand hearing Liu Bei's self-promotion and boasting like this!
That kid doesn't go to class at all and doesn't know what to do in the room all day long!
Apart from going to practice martial arts in the afternoon, it can be said that he is the most nourishing person in the academy!
It happened that the children of the aristocratic families in Jingzhou and Jiangdong all wanted to come and make friends with Liu Mang.
In the end, this guy only gave me two words - missing!
Thinking that this small bag of brown sugar was meant to replenish his mother's health, Liu Mang felt a little unbearable.
"Shi Zai, help me go and ask all the senior students. As long as they have brown sugar, I will buy them all!"
Deng Ai nodded and quickly followed Liu Mang's instructions.
"Mang'er! Do you know how valuable this candy is? Others keep it for health care, so who will sell it to you?"
Liu Bei sighed and said, "Besides, how much money can you have? You can still buy candy? If you want to eat it, my father can buy some for you from Jing Sheng every month!"
Liu Mang did not answer. Zhao Yun and Gan Ning were still busy making wine at this time and had no idea that Liu Bei was coming. Otherwise, they would have reminded Liu Bei that he must have been underestimated as the leader of Shuijing Academy!
"Brother Liu! You can just eat these brown candies. Asking for money will hurt your feelings!"
"Brother Liu and I hit it off immediately, so I gave all three kilograms of candy to Brother Liu!"
"Brother Liu, don't forget my Lu family in the future!"
Students kept coming, and they all had one characteristic: they would announce their names and then drop their things and leave, for fear that Liu Mang would give them money!
This scene made Liu, Guan, and Zhang look at each other in shock!
"Brother! I don't even want a penny!"
"Brother! I have said before that Mang'er has a wide circle of friends and a chivalrous style. This looks very much like Guan!"
Cloud length?
That’s not what you said before setting off!
Besides, Manner is my son, so why is he just like you?
Liu Bei looked at the cuckold on Guan Yu's head and felt that there was something in his words.
"Ahem! Manger, even if you have a lot of friends, don't be arrogant!"
Liu Bei coughed twice, and then saw a scene where Liu Mang became even more prodigal.
Deng Ai followed Liu Mang's instructions, cleaned the homemade funnel, and then began to stir the yellow mud, put the pot on the fire, and finished it all at once.
Liu Mang poured three kilograms of brown sugar into the pot, and it boiled into syrup in a moment. "Shi Zai, pour in the yellow mud!"
"It's...young master!"
No! No! No!
Liu Bei's heart was bleeding. These three kilograms of brown sugar were worth a lot of money. I wonder how many soldiers they could feed!
A prodigal, a prodigal!
Yellow mud mixed with sugar, how could I, Liu Xuande, have a prodigal son like you!
"My eldest nephew, if you pour this yellow mud into the sugar, you can't eat it!"
Zhang Fei said distressedly: "Xingcai is always clamoring for candy, and I'm not even willing to buy it for her!"
In order to get Liu Mang's medicinal bath materials, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei spent a lot of money.
"Mang'er, although eldest brother is improving now, he can't be extravagant."
Guan Yu felt equally distressed. Guan Yinping was similar in age to Zhang Xingcai, and he was also the greedy age.
These three pounds of brown sugar may make two little girls happy for a long time!
Pour yellow mud into syrup, isn't this prodigal ruining a good thing?
"Shizai, hurry up, it will be too late if it doesn't fall!"
Liu Mang was unmoved and urged him directly!
Deng Ai stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Young Master is simply wasting your natural resources, forget it!"
When the yellow mud was poured into the syrup, Liu Mang did not sit idle and directly picked up the wooden stick and started stirring.
Sima Hui had just woken up. Yesterday, Liu Mang suddenly came to offer wine and wanted to do a business with him.
As long as the wine can drink him down, Sima Hui will leave Liu Mang's studies alone in the future.
As a great scholar in Jingzhou, Sima Hui had tasted countless wines, so he naturally agreed happily.
At the end of the story, Sima Hui slept until now and still has a headache when he wakes up.
"Sir! Senior Brother Liu Mang is wasting his fortune again! He poured yellow mud into brown sugar!"
"What? Where is Pang Shiyuan?"
"Uncle Pang has passed!"
"Come on, come with me to find out! What the hell is this kid doing again?"
Mr. Shui Jing held back his headache and walked directly to Liu Mang's residence.
At this time, Liu Mang, with the help of Zhang Fei, picked up the iron pot and poured the mixed syrup and yellow mud into a funnel lined with straw.
"Sir, look! I didn't lie to you, did I?"
When Mr. Shui Jing saw this situation, he also labeled Liu Mang a "prodigal son" in his heart!
But the next scene made everyone's eyes widen!
Da da da…
Black sugar residue leaked out from below, and the syrup began to layer in the funnel.
After a while, there was crystallized white sugar at the top, sandy brown sugar in the middle, and brown sugar residue at the bottom.
Sima Hui couldn't help but be shocked and said: "This is...brown sugar, and white sugar! This is the first time I have seen such dense and crystal-clear sugar!"
Mr. Shuijing!
When Liu Bei saw this, he quickly stepped forward to greet him.
Sima Hui couldn't wait any longer and directly dipped some sugar into his mouth.
"Sweet! So sweet! This is absolutely good candy!"
Unexpectedly, Liu Mang reprimanded: "Sir! Don't think that you can have sex for nothing because you are old. You can eat candy, but you must pay for it!"