Chapter 39 Good wine, good poetry

Style: Historical Author: Lin XiaoqiWords: 3508Update Time: 24/01/18 05:30:52
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all dumbfounded.

The first person to react was Xia Quan. He asked Yun Man, "Aman, you are Brother Ping's apprentice. Do you know what factory he wants to set up?"

"It should be a winery."

Yun Man asked uncertainly.

After all, the main way for Master to make money right now is through acacia wine.

But he also had doubts in his heart. He only saw wine making. There were more than a dozen jars hidden in the firewood pile in the yard. Apart from drinking some every day, not a single jar was sold.

"You can't make wine, you must have official documents."

Xia Quan said uneasily: "Otherwise, it will be a violation of the law. If found out, the whole family will be executed."

Zhao Ping was at the side and heard clearly.

He smiled and said, "Brother Quan, I don't run a winery, but a textile factory."

"Textile factory?"

Xia Quan frowned even more, "The cost is not low."

"I heard that a loom costs a lot of taels of silver. To set up a factory, you need more than a dozen looms, right?"

"Plus building a house and hiring long-term workers, do you have that much money?"

"The main material of the loom is wood. We have a lot of them in the mountains behind us. We can just make some later and let Uncle Lu and his son make some."

"They can make looms?"

"I couldn't do it before, but with my guidance, I can definitely do it."

"You also know how to make a loom?"

"I know a lot of things, but where am I?"

Zhao Ping said angrily: "The main thing is to build a house, it must be done quickly..."

"I don't know much about this either."

Xia Quan scratched his head and said, "My uncle, the village head Xia Tian, ​​knows better."

“The houses in our village were basically built under his guidance.”

"How to build it? How much money will it cost? He knows it well."

"Okay, after I finish the drawings, you go to him to discuss it."

Zhao Ping continued to draw.

Due to the current conditions, what Zhao Ping drew was just a floor plan.

A large courtyard with no walls, all houses.

There are dozens of them.

Outside the yard is a greenhouse, which can be regarded as a factory building.

He has already thought about it. The guards will live in the front, his research room will be in the middle, and his family will live in the back.

No matter which direction the enemy attacks from, he can know it immediately, thus ensuring that the research and development results are not stolen by others.

Science and technology rejuvenate the country.

The five thousand years of civilization development in his mind are the foundation for survival.

However, Xia Quan took a breath after seeing the drawings.

"Here, here, there are so many houses, all made of bricks and tiles. How much money do you need?"

"I am not sure as well."

Zhao Ping shook his head.

"Okay, I'll go find Uncle Xia Tian at dawn tomorrow."

Xia Quan carefully put the drawings away.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep.

But the Tian family in the county town was brightly lit.

There were four people sitting in the main hall, and the leader was not Tian Fuhai.

Instead, he was an old man dressed in rich clothes, with broad shoulders and a round waist, showing off his wealth.

His face is a little darker, but he is not angry and intimidating, and he is very imposing.

The person on the right is wearing a Confucian shirt and has a goatee. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he has a spirit of immortality.

The person on the left is wearing black clothes, has a sallow complexion, and is thin.

The person sitting at the bottom of the table was Tian Fuhai.

Although this is his home, he is just a guest.

This shows the high status of the other three people.

If anyone who knows them is here, they will definitely be surprised.

Because these three people are all famous.

The person in the first seat is named Peng Yue, who is the governor of Donghai County.

A true feudal official.

The person on the right is called Li Heran. He was once worshiped as the Crown Prince and Tutor and was a famous Confucian scholar.

Just because people are upright and unsociable, they are constantly excluded.

In the end, he couldn't stand that kind of life anymore, so he resigned and went into seclusion.

He returned to his hometown of Donghai County and became a teacher.

Over the years, his disciples have become businessmen and officials all over the world.

The eldest one has become a cabinet bachelor. The next step is to become a cabinet bachelor. He is truly inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, with a transcendent status.

As a result, Li Heran's reputation was so high that ordinary people couldn't even ask him to do it.

The person on the left is Xu Tianhua, a seventh-grade wine tasting officer.

Although his rank is low, he is a popular person around the emperor.

Even if he defiled the palace maid, he was not beheaded, but was simply driven out of the capital, and he was not even removed from his official position, which shows how much the emperor liked him.

No one here dared to look down upon him.

He was the first to speak.

Somewhat impatiently, he said: "Brother Tian, ​​do you still have any stock of the wine I drank that night?"

"I have already invited these two for you. Why are you hiding them? Take them out quickly."

"Haha, Brother Xu, don't be anxious."

Tian Fuhai said with a smile: "Before drinking, I would like to ask Sheriff Peng and Mr. Li to be my guarantee."

"Guarantee what?"

Xu Tianhua asked.

"I was lucky enough to win the business of Suibu. I plan to expand the textile workshop. I need to borrow 500,000 taels of silver from Tianxia Bank."

Tian Fuhai said.

"hiss!"

Peng Yue and Li Heran both took a deep breath.

The two looked at each other and stood up to leave.

Just kidding, that’s five hundred thousand taels. Who dares to guarantee so easily?

In the event of an accident, the person who provided the guarantee will also be implicated.

The two of them would not waste five hundred thousand taels of silver on a merchant.

"Brother Peng, Brother Li, don't leave in a hurry."

Xu Tianhua stood up and said: "Brother Tian just said that he wants you to be your guarantee. If you don't want to agree, just refuse. He can't do anything to you."

"We are here to drink today, so sit down and have a good taste of the wine."

While talking, Xu Tianhua kept signaling to Tian Fuhai with his eyes.

Peng Yue and Li Heran are also good drinkers.

They also wanted to taste how fragrant the wine that even Xu Tianhua praised highly could be.

He simply stayed.

No matter what, they would never agree to be Tian Fuhai's guarantor.

Tian Fuhai is also a veteran and knows that this kind of thing cannot be rushed.

I just mentioned it just to see the reaction of the two of them.

Now it seems that we can only think of another way.

"Zhou An, bring up the acacia wine."

Tian Fuhai ordered.

Zhou An, who was guarding the door, immediately walked in with a jar of wine.

Even through the jar, Xu Tianhua could smell the aroma of wine and became even more impatient.

He stepped forward and snatched the jar from Zhou An's hand.

After pulling out the stopper, the aroma of wine immediately spread throughout the main hall.

Xu Tianhua sniffed hard and then started pouring wine for everyone.

Peng Yue and Li Heran also smelled the aroma of wine, and their eyes lit up.

When Xu Tianhua poured the wine, they didn't show any politeness and just raised their heads to drink.

Ahem!

After taking a big gulp, the two of them couldn't help coughing violently.

"Hahaha."

Xu Tianhua laughed and said, "My dear brothers, I forgot to tell you that this wine is very strong. You have to sip it in small sips to get the taste."

"Pour it in like your cow drink. Not only will you not be able to taste the taste, but you will feel that the wine is very spicy..."

After his explanation, the two of them were relieved.

He began to imitate Xu Tianhua and taste the wine in small sips.

Eyes brighter.

What a great wine.

Peng Yue couldn't help but said: "Master Tian, ​​where did you buy this wine?"

"East China Sea, Penglai Island."

Tian Fuhai said.

"It's actually fairy wine?!"

Peng Yue was shocked and said: "No wonder it tastes so good. It deserves the name of fairy wine."

"This is not fairy wine, but acacia wine."

Tian Fuhai corrected.

"Why do you call me acacia wine?"

Peng Yue was a little confused and asked for more details.

"When someone comes, I will serve you with pen and ink."

However, before Tian Fuhai could answer, Li Heran slammed the table and shouted, "I want to write a poem and name this wine."

"Brother Li, this wine has a name, it's called Acacia wine, and it also has accompanying poems."

Tian Fuhai took out the poem copied by Zhao Ping.

Li Heran's face looked a little gloomy.

He was a famous Confucian who could do anything in poetry, lyrics, and poetry, especially in poetry. There were very few people in the entire Dawei Dynasty who could surpass him.

I don’t know how many people spend a lot of money every day to beg him to name their poems.

But hearing what Tian Fuhai meant, it didn't seem too unusual.

He wanted to see what was so brilliant about that poem.

And acacia wine?

I'm afraid it's another one of those lovey-dovey sentences that don't make it onto the stage.

Li Heran wanted to embarrass Tian Fuhai, so he deliberately raised his voice and read.

"Su Muzhe"

The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow on the ground, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are green with cold smoke.

The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the darkened country is thinking about the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.

"Good, good words."

Li Heran chewed for a while and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Especially this sentence about drinking wine and turning into tears of lovesickness. It was written so well for the occasion."

"When I drink this wine, I remember my past life."

Once in the palace, he was still the crown prince and tutor, and he was a first-rank official.

What a sight.

But he was the only one who knew that because he didn't fit in with others, he was targeted and excluded in everything he did, making it difficult to move forward.

Just thinking about it makes me cry.

Peng Yue was also shocked.

"good words."

"It's so well written."

He is an official in Donghai County, but his family is not from here. Every day when he sees the autumn scenery, he can't help but miss his hometown.

I also drank to drown my sorrows, but my sorrows only worsened.

Aren’t they just tears of lovesickness?

As its name suggests, the wine corresponds to the poem, which is wonderful.

Is it that good?

Tian Fuhai smacked his lips. The wine still tasted good.

He is a businessman and has little research on poetry. It can be said that he knows nothing about it.

But business opportunities can be gleaned from everyone's reactions.

Zhao Ping is a talent.

Not only does he know how to diagnose pulse with silk thread, but he can also write good articles.

Now that he doesn't want to reveal his identity, he just takes advantage of this opportunity to make a profit from him.

Xu Tianhua also thinks the lyrics are well written.

He was originally from the capital and was an official in the capital.

By accident, he was driven to Donghai County.

It would be a lie to say that I don’t miss life in the capital.

Especially after drinking, I miss my hometown even more.

He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Tian, ​​who wrote this word?"

"Can you make some recommendations?"

Hearing this, the other two people also woke up from their meditation, and all their eyes were focused on Tian Fuhai.