Chapter 292 Zhu Ying’s trump card

Duke Liang's Mansion, backyard.

There had been laughter and laughter, but now there was silence.

Everyone looked at each other and felt that they had heard something wrong.

Finally, Lan Yu asked: "Um...your highness, is it five hundred thousand guan."

Zhu Ying said matter-of-factly: "That's right, it's 500,000 yuan."

Lan Yu was a little embarrassed and said: "This number seems a bit high. I'm afraid none of the brothers here can afford it."

Lan Yu was embarrassed not because of herself, but because of these brothers.

Seriously speaking, he has 30% of the shares of the brewery for 500,000 yuan, which must be a lot of money, but he doesn't have much feeling about money.

This bureau also belongs to the Lan Yu team.

Before that, His Highness Changsun had already revealed to him the news that the shares were to be sold. In order to better cooperate with His Highness Changsun, he first communicated with his good brother Cao Zhen as a favor.

Just these five hundred thousand dollars.

Why do I feel like a fattened sheep?

That's not it.

Zhu Ying looked at everyone's different expressions, took out a booklet from his arms, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is frightened by this number."

"When I mentioned this number, I had already guessed that something like this would happen. Of course, let me make it clear first that this share was not a forced purchase or sale."

"Whether you buy it or not, it won't affect our relationship."

In fact, Zhu Ying really thinks so, because he is very sure that when he talks about the profits that may be generated in the future, he is definitely not afraid that no one will want it.

On the contrary, there are countless people rushing to buy.

However, when these words fell into the ears of various princes, their meanings were completely different.

Based on His Majesty's temperament today, try to figure out His Highness Changsun's acting style.

Listen to this sentence backwards.

It should be understood that if you don't buy it, it will definitely affect your relationship.

It affected the relationship with His Highness Changsun, the future Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so what else could he do?

If you make a slight mistake, you can be beaten to the end. If you have His Majesty's temperament, it would be good to give him a whole corpse.

Zhu Ying didn't bother to guess what everyone was thinking and just clapped her hands.

Soon, Eunuch Bingbi Guo Zhong, who had been waiting outside for a long time, arrived with a few young eunuchs carrying something covered in black cloth.

Everyone didn't know what His Highness Changsun was doing, so they could only watch.

Zhu Ying lifted up the black cloth and what was revealed to everyone was an incomprehensible thing.

This thing has two pots, one high and one low, connected by a bamboo tube in the middle. It seems that a fire can be made under one pot.

If people in the previous life saw it, they would naturally know that this is a simple version of the distiller.

"Light the fire." Zhu Ying ordered.

Next to him, Guo Zhong personally added firewood and heated the pot, just like boiling water.

"Earlier, I was a businessman. Maybe everyone doesn't think highly of businessmen, but generally speaking, you must be honest when doing business. I am not a profiteer."

Zhu Ying laughed and teased herself.

The originally somewhat dead atmosphere became a little more lively.

Zhu Ying continued: "I am also a man of integrity. Five hundred thousand is consistent. It sounds a bit much, but in fact, it is really a conscientious price. Don't worry, take a look at this."

Pointing to the still, Zhu Ying continued to introduce: "This is a tool from overseas. The structure is very complicated. Only people who know how to make it can understand how to make it."

"It just so happened that the craftsman from overseas came under my command."

"You may not understand this instrument, but you don't need to understand it. What I want to say is its function."

"This thing may seem weird, but it has a magical ability. It can increase the concentration of wine and make it purer."

As he spoke, the aroma of wine filled the air. Such a strong aroma of wine was something that all the generals had never experienced before.

Some people are already addicted to alcohol, and their throats cannot help but swallow up and down, and their fingers subconsciously flick. This is a sign of forced suppression.

As the distillation pot heats up, through the bamboo condensation tube, drops of high-concentration water-like liquor drip into the low-lying pot.

Lan Yu's eyes lit up, it turned out that the strong liquor he drank last time was actually made like this.

After a slight hesitation, Lan Yu said: "Your Highness, why don't you let me try the taste of this first bite?"

Hearing this, Cao Zhen next to him was unwilling.

He said directly: "Mr. Liang Guo, this is your fault. I heard what you said. You have already tasted it at His Highness's place. Now that we have so many brothers, how many are there, let me do it first."

Bar."

Hearing this, Lan Yu hesitated for a moment and finally stepped aside. Cao Zhen was so happy that he wanted to step forward and pick up the pot of white wine that was as clear as water.

At this time, a voice sounded: "Jingchuan Hou, you know that I am an alcoholic. There is no one who has not tasted the fine wine in this world."

"I won't say much more, but the favor you owed me when I beat Chen Youliang that time can be written off right here."

"Let go of the wine and let someone come first!"

Dingyuanhou Wangbi stood up and said.

Wang Bi has been a drinker since he was a child, and he is addicted to alcohol. Every time he drinks, he becomes more powerful when wielding the sword.

The King of Double Swords is his title, but those who are familiar with him know that he also has a nickname that never fails.

In Wang Bi's own words, when it comes to martial arts, I can't compare to Chang Shiwan, and when it comes to handling soldiers, I can't compare to Brother Xu.

But when it comes to drinking wine, my king’s voice is no less powerful than anyone else’s!

When Cao Zhen heard this, struggle flashed in his eyes, and he finally sat down sadly.

In a battle against Chen Youliang, he fell into an encirclement and was almost killed. It was Wang Bi who used a sword to forcefully rescue him. This favor must be remembered.

Of course, a sip of wine in Cao Zhen's heart would definitely not be worth his life, but since Wang Bi said so, he could only let it go.

Wang Bi's face was full of excitement and he was ready to get the wine.

Seeing that he was about to get it, Zhu Ying smiled and said: "Wait a minute."

Wang Bi turned to look at Zhu Ying, who explained: "Don't worry, Marquis Dingyuan, this wine has just been released and has not been blended yet, so you cannot drink it for the time being."

"Of course, you don't have to worry. Guo Zhong, hurry up and bring the wine that I have prepared."

When Guo Zhong heard this, he motioned to a young eunuch with his eyes.

The eunuch took out a small jar of wine and placed it on the table, then placed eight wine glasses and filled them one by one.

"Please use it."

Zhu Ying smiled and said that he just watched Lan Yu, Cao Zhen and Wang Bi compete for each other on purpose.

After the results come out, the real drinkable wine will be taken out.

Newly produced distilled wine, also called puree wine, contains harmful substances, which may cause dry mouth, headache, etc. after drinking it.

Therefore, new wine must be stored for a certain period of time after it is produced to evaporate these harmful substances.

Zhu Ying didn't want to poison him, so he wouldn't drink it.

Moreover, puree wine is spicy, not mellow, and has a poor taste. Only when it is mature can the wine be soft, palatable, mellow and fragrant.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

"Wang has been addicted to alcohol all his life and has never been happy without alcohol. This is the first time in so many years that he has drunk such a fine wine."

"After drinking this drink today, what kind of wine can I drink in this world? It's so uncomfortable! It's so uncomfortable!!!"

Wang Bi was the most positive. When Zhu Ying finished speaking, he took three steps and two steps at a time before picking up the wine glass and drinking it in one gulp.

The alcohol content was very high, higher than today's wine.

But Wang Bi is a born drunkard. He seems to be immune to the alcohol content. He doesn't feel strong at all and instead cheers loudly.

People like Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, Zhang Yi, the Marquis of Heshou, and Zhu Shou, the Marquis of Shunshou, learned to take a breath, and were immediately stung and coughed constantly. Only Lan Yu was laughing.

"One more drink, one more drink."

After Wang Bi finished drinking, he shouted to the eunuch with an anxious look on his face.

"Okay, let's talk about business first. I have prepared this wine. Everyone has a jar to take back." Zhu Ying interrupted with a smile.

After hearing His Highness Changsun's words, Wang Bi could only put down his wine glass no matter how reluctant he was to give it up.

"Let Marquis Dingyuan take the rest of this jar back. I think you generals will have no objection." Seeing this, Zhu Ying said with a smile.

"Thank you, His Highness Changsun, for your grace."

Wang Bi was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly clasped his fists and bowed deeply, showing great respect.
To be continued...