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078 Zheng Gong Wine and Burning Knife

Wen Yuan patted the unsealed mud and felt a strong aroma of wine coming to his nostrils. Wen Yuan filled it up for Jiao Chu personally, and saw that it was clear and transparent, and the overflowing aroma of wine soon filled the whole room.

"What a fragrant wine! My lord, the better I am, Old Jiao, the better I can drink. All the brothers here heard it just now. You can't lie!" Jiao Chu couldn't help but blurt out praises, and couldn't wait to pick up a bowl. Finally,

Fearing that Wen Yuan would break his promise, he reiterated.

Wen Yuan couldn't help laughing and scolding: "It doesn't matter how many times you have seen me before! I will leave it here today. Among you captains and captains who are in charge of the army, if anyone can drink three bowls, I will drink it."

Give him a thousand new recruits to train!" Wen Yuan was laughing so hard at this time, I can't kill you guys! This is the Shao Daozi that Wen Yuan's people just successfully brewed, and they didn't take it out until today's happy day. This wine Wen Yuan

Yuan has tried it himself. Although the alcohol content cannot be measured, it is definitely stronger than the 42-degree low-alcohol wine in his previous life!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" The generals cheered like ghosts howling like wolves, and then watched Jiao Chu's performance attentively.

Under the crowd, Jiao Chu felt a little flustered, especially when he saw Wen Yuan's confident look. He took a small sip first and felt a hot feeling burning through his throat from his mouth.

Slowly entering the stomach, a warm air spreads from the chest and abdomen! Jiao Chu suddenly feels comfortable all over!

Great wine! However, this is indeed too strong!

NND! Let’s fight! Jiao Chu gritted his teeth and drank heavily! In the blink of an eye, a large bowl of wine was drained. Jiao Chu wiped his mouth, his face changing between red and white from time to time.

It changed over time, and finally turned completely red.

Jiao Chu stood there silently for a long time, burping from the wine, then took a deep breath and picked up the second bowl of wine.

"Damn it, do it!" He shouted loudly, picked up the wine bowl again, and drank it down. The generals around him made loud noises, and many civil servants also gathered around.

After drinking this bowl of wine, his face was as red as blood, and his belly was burning like a raging fire. His mind was dizzy, as if the world was spinning, but he still held on and picked up the third bowl!

Wen Yuan was also dumbfounded. You must know that this is not the ancient rice wine with more than ten degrees of alcohol. Rice wine is at least fifty or sixty degrees of white wine. If you drink a pound of strong liquor on an empty stomach, this Jiaozhuo's drinking capacity is indeed extraordinary.

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Jiao Chu, who had always been a big drinker, was already so drunk after only two bowls. At this time, everyone also saw how strong the wine was. While cheering for Jiao Chu, they were already feeling itchy and wanted to take a sip quickly.

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But this ancient man was extraordinary! Even though Jiao Chu was drunk and swaying from side to side, he still persisted and finished the third bowl amidst the cheers of everyone!

"Good... good wine!" Jiao Chu stammered his words with his tongue hanging out, and his body suddenly went limp!

Wen Yuan, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, stepped forward to hold Jiao Chu and prevent him from falling. He laughed loudly and said, "Jiao Chu drank three bowls of my newly brewed liquor without pouring it down! He is indeed a good man! He will serve as an assistant tomorrow.

A thousand infantrymen were dispatched from the barracks and trained by him!"

Then, Wen Yuan whispered: "Zhang Nan, help him go to the side room to rest. Remember, ask the attendant to prepare some sobering soup for him to drink."

Zhang Nan nodded and accepted the order, helping Jiao Chu to leave.

Seeing that Wen Yuan, the best drinker in the army, poured down just three glasses of wine, the generals all looked at each other. Wen Yuan opened his mouth and whispered a few words, then picked up a jar of wine and walked towards Zheng Xuan and other scribes.

Civil servants were not as good at drinking as generals, but in the Han Dynasty there were no wine cups, and a cup of wine would have more than one tael.

Wen Yuan walked up to Zheng Xuan first and filled it up for him personally. He saw that the wine was different from the Shao Dao Zi before. The light golden wine liquid was faintly tinged with green and green, and it looked crystal clear, which was different from the strong flavor of Shao Dao Zi.

The aroma of the wine is different. This wine exudes a light and elegant aroma, which is condensed but not dispersed. Even if the house is filled with the strong aroma of burning knives, the fragrance of this wine still cannot be concealed.

"Today Liao's marriage was notarized by Kang Cheng. This is Liao's lifetime luck. Please drink this cup!" Zheng Xuan also likes to drink in his spare time. Now the groom's official is personally toasting the wine, and the wine looks very good in color and fragrance. He can't hold it back for a long time.

Finally, I took a small sip from the wine cup.

Zheng Xuan only felt that the wine was soft and sweet in the mouth, with a faint fragrance lingering between his teeth and cheeks, and the aftertaste was endless.

After only taking a small sip, Zheng Xuan couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good! Good wine!" Wen Yuan couldn't help but chuckle to himself. This wine is carefully brewed from the clear spring water in the western suburbs of Yingtao and the finest distiller's yeast.

The craftsmanship is complicated, and it is only now that Baishitan has been brewed, which is ten times more precious than burning knives!

Seeing that Zheng Xuan was so moved, all the civil servants also drank the fine wine in their cups. Suddenly, they exclaimed and praised one after another.

Zheng Xuan drank up the fine wine in one gulp, closed his eyes and enjoyed it with a happy expression. After a long time, he sighed with satisfaction and said: "This wine should only be found in heaven, and it is rare to taste it in the world! Wenyuan, you are such a giant deer.

It’s Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, with talented people and strangers emerging in large numbers! I just don’t know what the name of this wine is?”

Wen Yuanyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "This wine is newly brewed and has not been named yet, but Liao has already thought of it. Since Duke Kang Cheng praised this wine so much, why not name it 'Zheng Gong Wine'"

,how?"

Zheng Xuan was flattered and said: "How can I deserve this? This wine will be passed down forever. How can I, an old man, deserve the name of such a fine wine?"

Wen Yuan smiled and said: "How can you not deserve it? Kang Chenggong is a master of Confucian classics today and is respected by the world. If you can't deserve it, who else can deserve this name."

There are many scribes who don't love money, but there are very few who don't cherish their reputation. Wen Yuan persuaded him several times, and Zheng Xuan's disciples also encouraged him, and finally the old man was persuaded.

Zheng Xuan blushed slightly and cupped his hands and said: "Wen Yuan's kindness is hard to refuse. In this way, I would be disrespectful to refuse."

Seeing the teacher's promise, Zheng Xuan's disciples cheered and celebrated. Wen Yuan was secretly happy. Now he was equivalent to inviting a top star to be the spokesperson for the new wine, and he didn't have to spend a penny for advertising. With Zheng Xuan's

Due to the advertising effect, the value of this wine immediately increased a lot!

"Wen Yuan?" Wen Yuan was feeling happy when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. Wen Yuan focused his attention and saw that it was Zhen Yan.

In ancient times, agriculture was valued over business, and these scholar-bureaucrats, in particular, were not willing to associate with merchants. However, Wen Yuan did not have this concept, and felt that Zhen Yan had greatly helped him and insisted on letting him sit in the hall with other distinguished guests.

Zhen Yan was excited for a while!

"Brother Zhen, what's the matter?" Wen Yuan smiled calmly. From Zhen Yan's anxious look, Wen Yuan already knew what would happen later.

"Wenyuan, look at the sales of Zhenggong Liquor..."

"I didn't say anything about our relationship. Naturally, I left it to Brother Zhen to handle, not only this Zheng Gong wine, but also the powerful Shaodaozi wine just now!"


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