Zhang Zhong didn't care about the Wang family and the Wang family. He came to take charge of the business. He dared not come to greet Qiaoer during the Chinese New Year. Is the Wang family too big or not understanding the rules?

"It's not necessary for him, the king's family, Qiao'er is still wearing gold and jade. When she returns to the village, no one can compare to ours. Don't help me. I'm not drunk. I understand that they want to suppress me. Bah! Suppress me, I have a son, a good son, no one can suppress me. Drink it, drink the wine we just sent."

Zhang's father couldn't say whether he was awake or drunk. He said he was awake. Others could not understand what he said. He said he was drunk. Erniu knew why the master was like this. He said that the master did not respect the Wang family, but never looked at any other woman in the eye. He said that the master respected him. The master never paid attention to the people in the Wang family.

When Erniu heard the master ask for the wine brought to his home, he shivered, "Master, we can't drink that wine. We are sent to you for rubbing your body and kneading it. That wine can kill people."

"Yes, it's not a drink. Baolang said in his letter that he can't drink it. If he drinks Qiaoer, Baolang and Juanjuan will be worried. Then I won't drink it. I'll give it to others and try it. Go quickly." Zhang Zhong leaned against Erniu before sitting back on the chair.

Erniu felt that the master hadn't drunk too much, so the person who drank too much had no intention of harming others. He quickly found a friend and asked the friend to take the wine. It was the distilled wine made by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. It was used for soaking things to nourish the body. It could also be used for massage. Because the technology was not up to standard, it would be about fifty degrees.

The guy ran down and took a jar of wine back and handed it to Erniu, he also shivered. It seemed that he knew what was going on with this wine. It was like a knife when he drank it in his mouth.

Erniu held the jar of wine and felt the same as holding a pile of fireworks. He couldn't think of whether this thing was drunk by people.

Zhang's father had drunk too much and didn't know this. He pointed to the wine stall and said, "Pop, pour it on, pour it on for you all. Today I will not drink it and give the blessing to the adults."

Erniu was obedient and started pouring it into the bowl for others. He looked at the master's hazy eyes and didn't believe it even if he beat him to death. The master was drinking too much.

Those officials don’t know that they really thought it was a good thing, but they wouldn’t change the place if they were fixed on the wine jar. However, County Magistrate Cheng’s expression was complicated. He heard that it was the wine sent by Zhangjiazhuangzi. Thinking about what Erniu said just now, he secretly stuffed two silk handkerchiefs into his sleeves, secretly glad that he was wearing looser today.

Bowls of wine were poured over, and the smell of wine rose. Everyone immediately asked about the smell of wine, or the smell of alcohol, and couldn't help but praise it.

Mr. Zhang brought up the bowl of rice wine in front of him, "Sir, Yongcheng is not good at drinking, so I'm going to do it first."

As he spoke, Zhang's father raised his head and drank the rice wine in the bowl, and then poured the bowl, and could not drop any drops of wine.

"Okay, Brother Yongcheng is really generous, I'll drink a bowl with me." County Magistrate Cheng helped the show, picked up the wine, covered it with his sleeves and poured it in. Only a little bit left, he licked it with his tongue, 'Hiss~! Good wine.'

County Magistrate Cheng praised him and grinded his teeth hard with his tongue. The little bit just now made his tongue numb. He had never drunk such a strong wine, and had not been stored in the cellar, and had never blended it. There was no good wine koji, and the distilled wine could imagine how it tasted.

Apart from being spicy, you can never taste any delicious food. Even if it is about the same as the 52-degree Moutai, you will definitely not taste the sauce flavor in the taste.

How could other people know Zhangjiazhuang like Magistrate Cheng? The wine he sent said that he could not drink like this, so he would never drink like this. Zhangjiazhuang acted better than others, and Zhang Zhong didn't drink it. He was not stupid, so he naturally praised it hard. Anyway, no one knew that he had poured his sleeves when others smelled the wine.

Listening to Cheng Zhubo's praise, everyone was excited. The wine tasted differently. They all raised their heads and drank it. The wine was not warm and it was cold when it was drunk. So a bowl of it was impossible to drink while breathing. It took a breath to hold it in. A bowl of nearly half a pound of wine was poured down, at about fifty degrees.

"How is it? The wine sent from home has the taste of hometown, one bowl of feelings and one bowl of wine, the hometown is not flowing far away. The pond may be light green. Baolang will take me to make it. Drink it. I will not get drunk today. I will spend the whole thing. I will accompany you to have fun."

Zhang's father watched others drink the wine, and was very poetic there, and waved to Erniu to pour him wine.

"Master, except for the magistrate Cheng, everyone else has been enjoying it. You don't have to worry. You just ordered the friend to get the wine and send it home safely for you. Master, we are much more relaxed today, so you don't have to vomit when you go back."

Erniuyan watched the adults slip out to the table and said happily to Zhang Zhong.

County Magistrate Cheng hurriedly said, "Erniu, I am not fond of you on weekdays, why don't you have fun? Why don't you help your master back?"

After talking to Erniu, County Magistrate Cheng said to Zhang's father again: "Brother Yongcheng, you have a good wine. Everyone is happy to drink today. You go back first, I'll watch here."

Zhang Zhong smiled, put his hand on Erniu's neck, and staggered away. Many friends rushed into the door, preparing to help the adults and send them home, at least to the hands of their servants.

"Take it away, take away the remaining wine, don't put it in front of me." County Magistrate Cheng looked at the situation of everyone, waved his hand, and asked the guy to take away the jar of wine that had not been poured. He admired Zhangjiazhuang from the bottom of his heart, saying that if he couldn't drink it, he really couldn't drink it. He was poured?

When the guy took the jar away and brought the officials to the servants who came with them, County Magistrate Cheng sat there alone, looking at the food on the table, and started eating again. After drinking two sips of wine, he felt it was a little light, so he took the bowl just now and dripped it into his mouth.

"What wine? Why is it so powerful? It must be useful, otherwise the Zhangjiazhuangzi would never be brewed. Well, a Tubo person came to the day before yesterday and stayed in the inn and refused to leave. He shouted all day long to see the emperor and give him a taste."

County Magistrate Cheng sat there and muttered, thinking that using this instead of other alcohol can save some money and make it comfortable to drink a little.

So he shouted to the guy guarding the door: "I will be useful to take back the leftover wine just now."

"It's still a little lighter, why can't it be steamed?" Zhang Xiaobao was also drinking. He and Wang Juan put a glass of wine between him and Wang Juan, which they made. It's been twelve times, and the degree still made them unsatisfied. Zhang Xiaobao was sick and liked to drink strong wine at the beginning.

After a few cups, there was no pain. He drank wine similar to Erguotou, which was even stronger than Erguotou. The so-called Erguotou refers to secondary distillation. The wine that goes down is called winetou. The highest one can reach more than 80 degrees, which is what flowed down before, and the lower the degree as it goes later.

The barley wine can reach 60 degrees, and Zhang Xiaobao drinks between 75 and 80 degrees, and there is no fragrance at all. It is nothing but distilled from pure grain, which is better than the blended one. After drinking it, it will be a line. If you connect it, your whole stomach will feel like it is filled with fire, and you will not feel the pain on your body.

Now that I tasted the wine, I felt it was light. Wang Juan was the same. She could drink it too, but her health was a little worse, but the taste did not change.

"Can't you soak it for 45 days? You have to soak it for 60 days?" Wang Juan said, looking at a larger jar next to her.

There were ginseng, wolfberry, and poisonous snakes with flower necks. They were ready to soak and gave them to their family for drinks. Now they felt that the degree was low and they were afraid that the snake would not die.

Zhang Xiaobao was also unsure. He knew that someone had not had enough time to soak the poisonous snake because he bought fake wine. He felt that the number of days was almost the same. He drank it in the bottle. As a result, the poisonous snake bit his tongue and had no time to go to the hospital to get serum. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Then I won't give my family a drink, make more jars and bury them. I'll talk about it next winter and try distilling a few more times. It's successful and it's just right to use it to repel mosquitoes in summer."

"I can only do this. Will he drink the wine you sent to your father? Such a strong wine will hurt people." Wang Juan had no better way, just put it a year after a year. Thinking about the few jars of wine that he sent by land a few days ago, he asked.

"Don't be afraid, unless a fool can drink the wine directly. You will be clear when you smell it. You will know how powerful it is when you lick it a little. My father is not stupid."

Zhang Xiaobao was not worried at all that his father would drink the wine in vain after he knew how to use it. He didn't know that there were indeed many fools who drank half a pound at once.

As he said that, Zhang Xiaobao remembered the old man again, "You write something else, it will be useful at that time."

"I can't even remember it, so I won't have to forget it. Let's take a look. Write as much as I can remember. Are you still going to give it to Grandpa Bi?" Wang Juan said there.

"Don't give it to me for now, keep it. Then exchange it with others. Go to bed early. We will start working tomorrow. The wheat-fried stone that Erniu brought back must be made into the new field, so that they can not find that it is the stone that plays a role."

Zhang Xiaobao was very busy today. Before he could rest, he decided to go there and couldn't remember things even if he continued. Seeing that Wang Juan was also tired, he called him and walked to the couch and lay down. Wang Juan yawned and said:

"Okay, tomorrow I will say that I will repair the house for them and bring some stones, and put them down there. Then I will find an opportunity to scatter them into the ground. In fact, they will see it, and I don't know what to do."

The next morning, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were waiting to serve breakfast next to the table. Li Xun ran over with excitement, sat down next to the table without hesitation, and said to Zhang Xiaobao: "There is a good deal, you are the one, are yours willing?"

"What business?" Zhang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Chapter completed!