Let’s talk about the forum again. The Liao people won a small victory. Everyone paid tribute to the ten people who won the archery skills. The members were drunk. Yeluzheng pointed at them and praised: "Our warriors from Daliao are not only superb in archery, but also have unlimited drinking capacity. You
Is there any strong wine in the Song Dynasty that could make them drunk?" After saying this, he laughed.
This is the strongest wine in Dutingyi. In the Song Dynasty, wine was brewed, and the alcohol content was not high. For those who are good drinkers, it is normal for them to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk after opening the wine door. Just like today's young people at the wine bar
Drinking the monument wine, he often drank two or three boxes of the same thing. The postmaster's expression changed. This was related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries. If they didn't suppress their arrogance, the court would blame them. Suddenly, he remembered that there was a man named Zui Xian.
I personally tasted the wine from the wine shop. Their wine was very strong and had been sent here. Because the connection was wrong, Duzhisi did not agree. So he stood up and said: "I have my own strong wine in the Song Dynasty. I'm afraid
You have no money."
The reception expenses of Duzhisi are limited, so the liquor needs to be paid for out of pocket? Yeluzheng thought with a smile, these Song people want to save face. I have been to the Song Dynasty so many times, and I have participated in state banquets held by the emperor. The wine may be better than today.
The nature of alcohol is just like this. How can there be stronger liquor in the world? Just pay for it out of your own pocket and bury them. So he took off a small bag from his waist and said: "I didn't bring any cash for today's game.
This jade pendant is worth a thousand taels of silver no matter what. Is it enough to pay for the wine? If you have any liquor, please come up quickly."
The postmaster called the postman and gave him some instructions. The postman hurriedly went to handle the matter. In less than half an hour, he brought back a hundred bottles of shochu. Looking at the exquisite bottles, Yeluzheng laughed and said, "How can this be?"
The wine is filled with the girl’s water for watering the flowers, right?” He laughed and poured the wine into the bowl. A strong smell of alcohol hit his face, making him blink. The ten warriors picked up the bowls and drank.
After taking a big sip, the strong alcohol made them cough. When Yeluzheng stared, the ten warriors were startled. If they didn’t drink the wine, their lives would be in danger. They pinched their noses and drank it into their stomachs in several gulps.
Within a short time, everyone was vomiting or talking nonsense or drunkenly talking.
Yeluzheng was startled. When the postmaster saw this, he brought two small wine cups, poured two cups into them and said: "This wine is here to taste. You warriors are drinking it wrong." As he said this, he handed Yeluzheng a small cup.
He took the cup and drank the wine slowly. Yelvzheng smiled helplessly, imitated his example and drank a cup to get some flavor, and shouted: "Good wine." He waved his hand and said: "Today's wine"
I’ve invited the warriors from the Liao and Song Dynasty to have a few drinks together.”
The guests and hosts parted happily. The next day, the news reached the palace. The emperor heard that the postmaster had safeguarded the dignity of the Song Dynasty and happily summoned him. Naturally, the name of Zuixianju shochu also spread to the emperor's ears.
The emperor held the small wine cup in his hand, took a sip, half-closed his eyes, tasted it carefully for a while and said: "With such jade liquid and fine wine, why didn't Duzhisi include it in the tribute?"
Kong Mu, the Duzhi Secretary, kowtowed to explain himself: "Your Majesty, I wanted to accept it as a tribute, but due to changes in the family of the winemaker, I am observing filial piety, and I may be in trouble, so
, I didn’t dare to include it.”
"Who makes wine?"
"Wang Wen of Yong'an County is the one who presented boneless lanterns to the imperial court in recent years."
"In this case, when his filial piety period expires, he will pay tribute to the court. The specific amount will be discussed by yourself." After the emperor finished speaking, he announced his withdrawal from the court.
Kong Mu, the Duzhi Secretary, wiped his hands with cold sweat and hurriedly sent people to Yong'an to ask Wang Wen to pay tribute to the court within three months after the expiration of the Xiao period, of which one thousand kilograms of wine should be paid to the palace every year.
This is a great event. The brand has soared, and the business will definitely rise as a result. Businessmen from the Liao Kingdom also found him and asked to leave tens of thousands of kilograms of shochu to Daliao every year. Botan Street was once again decorated with lights and colorful decorations to celebrate Zuixianju.
The wine became a tribute wine, and everyone was happy because the guests came in droves, and all businesses in Choutan prospered.
Business is good, but Wang Wen is not happy. Because there is too much money, people's hearts are no longer pure. A few days ago, the county government called for building a bridge on Yong'an River to facilitate people's communication. As a result, building a bridge turned into a fight for wealth. The shopkeeper
Come to one, and the shopkeeper also spent money to build one, and each named it after his own name. This is fine, and it is finally conducive to the people's communication. However, the main bridge is too low, and when the water rises, large ships cannot pass, and the two sides quarrel.
If we had concentrated our financial resources to build just one brothel, this would not have happened. Rich and arrogant, it often happened that they would spend a lot of money in brothels. Poor people and beggars were driven away on the grounds of street appearance.
, no longer have the original sympathy.
The sage said: establishing virtue, performing meritorious services, and establishing reputation. It is easier for rich people to achieve the three virtues than ordinary people. However, now, everything has become superficial. Establishing virtue has become striving for virtue, meritorious service has become asking for credit, and establishing words has changed.
Become famous. A porridge and a meal should be thought of as hard-won, and a trace of persistent thoughts are hard to come by. As a person, you must not forget your roots, otherwise, you will just get rich with more rich people who are not benevolent. Thinking of this, Wang Wen found Tongjiang
Dean Fang of the academy discussed using half of his family wealth to support him in expanding the scale of the school and educating the people with the words of the saint.
Half of the family's wealth amounted to millions of taels of silver. Dean Fang was so excited that he thanked him profusely and said: "The way of a saint is to establish virtue, meritorious service, and reputation. Shopkeeper Wang's good deeds have made great contributions in this world. Why not write down the method of brewing wine?"
A message for future generations?"
How can I, a businessman, write articles like a saint and set a good example for future generations? Wang Wen stood stunned on the spot and could not speak for a long time.
Jin Huabin closed the computer and quickly reviewed it in his mind. Until the Song Dynasty, China had never unearthed a monograph on winemaking. Could it be said that there is such a record in Xianju? Call Zhu Jinze urgently to ask about the situation.
"There is no record in the county annals. The method of making wine is a secret of the winery. It is often passed down from father to son, and from son to grandson. However, it is said among the people that the award-winning wine of Ding's Panama came from Wang Wen, but it is well-established.
Yes, the descendants of the Ding family are familiar with me, and I have heard him say it personally." After he finished speaking, he started to talk about how he met the Ding family.
Jin Huabin hurriedly interrupted him and said: "Let's stop here. Tomorrow, you will accompany me to Xiguoyang to see Wang Wen's hometown, and then talk to the village elder, and try to make everything consistent with the past.
fact."
"Do you also believe that Wang Wen becoming an immortal is a fact and not a legend?"
"All immortals hope it is a fact. People always need fantasy and myth, otherwise, life will be too boring." Jin Huabin said Chicken Soup for the Soul.
"Okay, I'll take a walk with you, and you'll treat me to a treat at noon tomorrow." After saying that, Zhu Jinze hung up the phone.
Early the next morning, Jin Huabin got up and saw him already at the door. When they arrived at Xiguoyang, they could not find a descendant named Wang. Only an old man named Guo told them the story of Wang Wen.