The top masters are far from ordinary. After half a stick of incense, Wang Changling and Li Taibai were already standing in front of the Yibo Building.
Along the way, Wang Changling felt uneasy in his heart. He really didn't expect that his old friend would be so stubborn and insist on asking questions face to face without leaving him any time at all.
If you have time, let your master know in advance,
Now I can only watch as my previous tricks were ruthlessly exposed by Li Taibai.
"Old friend... How about another day..."
When he walked in, Wang Changling wanted to give it one last try.
"No, now!"
Li Taibai shook his head firmly.
"well....."
Seeing this, Wang Changling sighed inwardly and could only smile bitterly. It seemed that he had to make amends to his old friend.
.......
In Yibo Building, Inner Hall, Li Mo started writing manuscripts again after Xue Song left. This time he planned to write "The Romance of the Gods". The popularity of Journey to the West made Li Mo see endless business opportunities. It can be said that it is the most suitable place for him at the moment.
A means of accumulating wealth. He originally planned to write "Water Margin", but later Li Mo discovered that the scribes and scholars of the Tang Dynasty were more interested in the theory of ghosts, gods and demons.
Undoubtedly, "The Romance of the Gods" is more suitable than "Water Margin".
I won’t write Water Margin until the full volume of The Romance of the Gods has been almost sold, and it won’t be too late to write The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
"Chaos first divided into Pangu, and Tai Chi's two rituals and four images hung.
The ugly person in the child's day comes out to avoid the beast disease.
Sui people avoid eating fresh food when making fire, and Fuxi draws hexagrams in front of yin and yang.
Shen Nong governed the world and tasted hundreds of herbs, Xuanyuan ritual music marriage couplet.
..."
Just when Li Mo started writing the closing poem based on his memory, he felt the breeze blowing in the hall, and a voice sounded in his ears, "Li Langjun... I have something to ask!"
"Um?"
Li Mo subconsciously raised his head and saw Li Taibai and Poem Demon King Changling already standing in front of the desk.
"It turns out to be Mr. Taibai...I wonder what Mr. Taibai...asked about?"
Seeing this, Li Mo was surprised and stood up hurriedly.
"It's like this. My old friend said that you have a magical way of brewing wine. The wine you brew is sweet and mellow, much stronger than my liquor... Is this true?"
Li Taibai stared at Li Mo.
With his strength, he could detect any hint of Li Mo lying.
Looking at Wang Changling at this time, he looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak, and finally sighed slightly, as expected... his lord would definitely shake his head in denial next, and he could only apologize to Li Taibai.
"Sir, are you interested in the art of brewing wine?"
Li Mo frowned.
As time passed, he no longer remembered whether he had mentioned this wine-making technique to Wang Changling before.
By the way, I drank a lot of spirits from this dynasty before. The so-called spirits of this dynasty are actually similar to rice wine on earth. In terms of sweetness and mellowness, they are far inferior to modern liquor. Whether it is the strong-flavor Wuliangye or the light-flavor type.
Both Fenjiu and Maotai-flavored liquor are far more intense than the spirits of this era.
"Is Mr. Lang really good at it?"
As soon as he said this, Li Taibai was stunned. Judging from his old friend's behavior along the way, he could already conclude that his old friend was tricking him. Why... Could it be that he was wrong?
Li Mo didn't lie just now, he felt it very clearly.
On the side, Wang Changling was even more shocked.
It is said that he was just making it up before... I didn't expect that my lord actually admitted it... this... this... is there really such a coincidence in the world?
"Um!"
Li Mo didn't know why, so he told the truth.
The art of making wine is not that complicated. As long as you have high-quality grain, you can make wine.
The most indispensable thing in this era is high-quality grain, but he felt that modern liquor may not necessarily suit the taste of drinkers of this dynasty, so he did not mention it before.
"Okay! Since it is true, the bet between me and my old friend still stands. As long as Li Langjun can brew a wine stronger than the wine in my gourd... I will be Langjun's attendant.
I will always assist Mr. Lang from now on..."
Li Taibai cupped his hands to show that he kept his word.
"Ah? This..."
Li Mo was surprised first and then happy.
Although I didn't understand what was going on... I could clearly hear Li Taibai's last words about being his attendant.
"Lord, it's like this..."
Wang Changling, who had regained consciousness on the side, hurriedly smoothed things over and recounted what had happened before.
"So that's how it is...Don't worry, Mr. Taibai, when Xiaosheng returns from the Western Capital, he will definitely brew a very strong wine for you."
Li Mo secretly gave Wang Changling a thumbs up.
What is a mistake? This is a mistake!
Although it has been heard that Wang Changling's original intention was to retain Liu Taibai and she did not know that he could make wine, but it happened to be such a coincidence...
Therefore...Li Taibai has been accepted!
If Li Taibai doesn't like Moutai, then Wuliangye. If he doesn't like Wuliangye, then Dukang, Fenjiu, and Guojiao 1573. There will always be one that suits him.
"Well, let's wait until Li Langjun comes back. Before that, I will also keep an eye on the mansion for Li Langjun!"
"Thank you, Mr. Taibai."
........
The sun rises and sets, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye. There is only less than half a month left before the time to send books to the imperial concubine for appreciation. As a result, the Western Capital has become lively, and all the inns, large and small, are full since the Tang Dynasty.
Writers came from all over the country to take a chance and change their fate.
At the Yuelai Inn, a group of scribes who had ordered a lot of wine and food were chatting away, and the content of the chat was all related to the sightseeing.
"Have you heard? The person in charge of the reward this time is Mr. Zhou Yuanzhou, the Minister of Rites!"
"What's wrong?"
"There are at least thousands of book writers who are coming this time. Please tell me if there will be any cheating among them. Let's first find a relationship with the Minister..."
"No! Definitely not!"
"Why are you so sure?"
"Haha, this gift of books is to relieve the boredom of the queen. If the queen doesn't like it... what's the use of cheating?"
Some scribes shook their heads repeatedly.
"Would it be possible that the transcript was secretly manipulated?"
Beside the wine table, the slightly shabby scribe was still not reassured and asked worriedly.
"This is even more impossible! If the empress chooses a manuscript, she will definitely summon the writer to interrogate the truth. Who can afford it if the secret is revealed? Therefore, this selection of books is absolutely fair."
"That's good!"
The shabby scribe secretly clenched his fist.
What he fears most is that someone will profit from it, preventing a poor scribe like him from going further.
The inn is not small, and there are two people sitting near the window listening to the discussions of these scribes.
"Chaowei, you should be relieved now!"
An old man gave the young man a bite of food and said.
"Uncle, don't worry, I'm sure!"
The young man nodded.
These two people were none other than Jiang Yunyi and Li Chaowei who had arrived in Chang'an more than half a month ago.
Along the way, Li Chaowei thought hard every day and finally wrote a legendary story about love. The quality was higher than Liu Yi's biography, and he called it Biyi Zhuan, just to win the first place among the book submissions.
official.
"I will revise your manuscript carefully these days..."
"Um!"
But just when the uncle and nephew were about to have some more wine and food, the comments from the scribes at the next table made them stunned, and they no longer wanted to eat.
