Several princes entered the Baima Pavilion. Bai Minghe was no longer in the attic, but in the intermediate courtyard. I heard that he was teaching King Yi. Out of curiosity, the princes did not stay in the living room and waited, but followed him to the intermediate courtyard.

Speaking of the prince's level, Zhu Jianshen has the same identity as these princes, and they are all princes.

But in terms of generation, he is considered the grandson of these people. If the prince's prince meets Zhu Jianshen, he should give a tribute to Zhu Jianshen, the younger generation of the prince's title, and then the tribute to generation.

In the middle courtyard, a five-year-old Zhu Jianshen was fighting with someone.

The princes read that right, this is fighting.

"Get up, you can't even beat a girl, you can make a fortune." Zhu Jianshen fell down. Instead of sympathizing, Bai Minghe roared angrily.

Zhu Jianshen jumped up and yelled at Bai Minghe: "Teacher, you taught me the day before yesterday. Men are respectful, but they must be courteous to the elderly and the weak and care for women and children. I can't do anything to beat Yinglan, so I lost."

"You mean, can you beat a boy who is as old as you?" Bai Minghe smiled coldly.

"Yes!" Zhu Jianshen's temper also came up.

Bai Minghe looked around and saw several princes. But this was the class time, so he didn't care. He turned to the guards beside him and said, "Go to Nanjing City to post notices to collect five-year-old boys to study for the King of Yi. There is only one request, and it's good to be healthy and lively. In addition to food, clothing, housing and transportation every month, you will give you another ten taels of silver."

The guard was stunned for a moment and did not move.

"If you have any objection, you will have an opinion?" Bai Minghe asked.

"Yes!" The guard was directly: "If you post such a notice, you may not have a peaceful life in Baima Pavilion. You don't know anything. These days, there are only thirty nobles in Nanjing who only asked Princess Yongqing to send her children to study here."

When Zhu Jianshen heard this, his little nose suddenly raised, looking like he was smug.

"What are you laughing at? Legging, run two laps and go take a shower and eat. Tonight, another dish is allowed." Bai Minghe roared at Zhu Jianshen fiercely.

The little guy stuck out his tongue and said to the palace maid who was following him: "In addition to two vegetarian dishes for dinner, I want to eat shrimp, rice, kelp and rib soup. The teacher said that you can add a dish and a sweet and sour fish. I will eat it with Yinglan. I need cookies for dim sum and mango juice for juice!"

"Yes." The palace maid took the note and stepped aside.

It was Zhu Jianshen who tied the sandbags on his legs. Not to mention the palaces, even the royal palaces, the concubines with higher identities may not bend down in person. But a prince is tied to the sandbags himself.

Yinglan and Zhu Jianshen were grimacing, as if they were conveying some information.

Bai Minghe did not make Yinglan feel better either: "Go to practice Nu Hong, he can have dinner together after running. This is for you!"

Bai Minghe took out a small bamboo box and handed it over. Yinglan quickly untied the sheath on her head, hung the gloves around her neck, took the box and opened it and her eyes lit up: "Thank you uncle."

Just a box of juice and marshmallows, this thing will never be eaten in later generations. It is too ordinary.

It can be placed in the Ming Dynasty. This is a high-end food that only high-ranking nobles can eat. The production process is too complicated and there is still a long way to go before mass production.

The two little guys left. Bai Minghe then said to the guard: "Anyway, I have to find a few people to accompany me. It doesn't matter if there are more people. Children always have to be with them. They are all adults, and they become stupid when they grow up."

"I understand. Just a young man reminds you again, and ask for another foot training master. Your set of fists can easily hurt people. There are several types of fists in Taoism. It is more suitable for Your Highness Yi!" The guard reminded him casually.

There are rules in the Bai family. In a separate situation, you can raise any ideas if you have. If it is inconvenient, you can pass the words from your boss to yourself, and it doesn’t matter whether you say it right or wrong. So the guards thought about it and put it forward.

Bai Minghe thought for a while and said, "I'm thinking about how can a boy grow up without being injured? On that mountain, that big tree that has been for hundreds of years cannot withstand strong winds and rain. You are also martial arts practitioners, but you only practice moves and have never really fought each other. It's useless to meet enemies."

"But this is King Yi!"

"Yi Wang is also a human being, and my students must be able to withstand the storm. You are not wrong with your worries. If you improve that set of protective gear, this set of protective gear has some effect on your movement. Your arms cannot be fully opened, and your feet cannot be kicked because of the protective gear on your waist."

"Yes!" The guard retreated.

Bai Minghe then tidied up his clothes and walked towards the princes.

"Several uncles, please stay and have a drink. Let me talk about this wine today!"

Bai Minghe invited several princes to not mention Zhu Jianshen's matter. Zhu Jianshen is a taboo. Everyone in the royal family understands that it is better to have less contact and don't say much. No doubt should be said too much. All the thoughts are rotten in their stomachs. After all, the Supreme Emperor is still in Nangong.

When we arrived at the living room, the white-famous crane asked someone to drink.

The wine of Baiminghe is different from the wines these princes have drunk, at least in total different packaging.

In the past, the wine jar was black and sealed with mud. The white-famous crane is different. It is extremely beautiful. There is an old ancient well on the front.

"This is the best wine in Anhui Ancient Ink. Cao Cao has used this wine as a tribute since the Three Kingdoms era. I invested 30,000 taels of silver to transform the old winery, and this wine would be better. However, this bottle is a fifty-year-old wine. It was also served in a fine bottle a few days ago. The Xingshouyuan estimated the price. This bottle was sold overseas and offered one or two cents of silver. I think it was low, and the offer should be around two taels of silver."

Bai Minghe poured the wine for the princes.

He continued: "One stone of grain produces 80 kilograms of wine, and the discount is about 2 taels, 40 kilograms of wine. But wine can be divided into good or bad, and it is a fine work. One stone of rice is only 20 kilograms of fine wine, the rest is followed by 20%, and the last one is ordinary wine."

There is no need to explain the Baiming crane, as the Ming Dynasty already had the technology of steaming wine.

The head wine is the strongest, but the most impurities are also the most. The old winemaker can naturally divide the best part of a pot of wine in the most suitable time. The tail wine has the worst fragrance, many impurities, and more water.

The best winemaker can even divide the wine into ten levels and pick out the best ones.

"In Danang, the price of such a bottle of wine is probably not a problem. The amount will be large in the future. It can also be guaranteed to be around five stones, and this bottle is worth twenty cents. This bottle can be placed here, which is the identity. There is also this bottle, which is a hundred-year-old old Tibetan, who dares to take out this bottle to drink, and the rest will be sent to the capital."

The white famous crane took out a pure white glass bottle, which contained a pound of wine, and carved dragons and phoenixes on the outside of the glass.

"This bottle is worth a few taels of silver."

"This wine is worth more, and it is the intention of the Anhui merchants. It took a lot of manpower to transport these hundred jars of wine to Nanjing. My Baiminghe has a great alcohol content, but for the first time in my life, I am drunk without getting drunk. This wine is a bottle of 100 silver, do you want it? I have sent elite Dongchang and brought twenty stones of gold to the river. I can't buy the old winery, but I want it to promote it and become a famous wine in the world!"

The King of Shu seemed to have heard of this kind of wine.

"In the Hanwu period, famous wines were produced in Guizhou. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Shanxi merchants brought the craftsmanship of Fenjiu. Because of the beautiful water, it was improved several times. It was once named Langjiu, and was named after Emperor Wu of Han, "Tang Mengyin Gujiang and Yelang". But some people say that the original name was named because of the name of Yuan Taizu, the son of Canglang. This name ended in Yuan and was changed after the Ming Dynasty."

The white-famous crane was confused when he heard it.

I have never heard of this statement, it seems that it is not the same bar.

However, what the King of Shu said may not be wrong. Eight hundred years ago, there was indeed ancient wolf wine, which was of the same origin as Maotai.

In any case, Bai Minghe drank absolutely alternative wine in the Ming Dynasty, but how could he not get drunk if he had been in the kiln for a hundred years? It was also crazy to offer a price of 100 taels of silver per bottle.

This value is probably worth 60,000 yuan per bottle of wine in later generations.

In any case, no one will change the price of things that have been set by Baiminghe, and the outside will only increase the price.

"I am going to write a letter to long live, and request that paper be made or dyed upstream of the Chishui River be not allowed. No workshop that will pollute the river water is allowed to appear. Good wine needs good water. At the same time, I write a letter to ask that the top ten famous wines, top ten famous teas, top ten famous inks, top ten famous papers, and top ten famous inkstones will be held next New Year."

The white-famous crane seems to be talking.

But he reminded all the princes that what the Ming Dynasty needed was not only the most basic living needs such as firewood, rice, oil and salt. Bai Minghe was helping the Ming Dynasty make money, but also teaching the people of the Ming Dynasty how to spend money.

The small plate was placed on the table, and the wine was poured on and started drinking.

The princes had good alcohol tolerance, but they were still all knocked down.

When several princes were carried down, Bai Minghe stared at the bottle in a daze, which made the maids think that Bai Minghe might be drunk. When they came to help him, Bai Minghe spoke: "This bottle is excellent, but after the wine is drunk, what if someone put it into this bottle with a bad wine, what if it is fake?"

"Just burn the bottle to a mouthless bottle." A maid said casually.

"What does it mean to have no mouth bottle?" Bai Minghe couldn't think of it.

The maid drew it on paper with a pencil. This thing was originally used to hold very expensive flower essential oils. There was a row of special inverted teeth under the mouth of the bottle. The first time I used it, it was impossible to open it. Once I opened the mouth of the bottle, it seemed like it was cut off. The original lid could not be used, so I could only use a plug instead. Bai Minghexin said that this was the anti-counterfeiting in ancient times. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!