"Brighouse?" Meng Tian looked at Fusu with a look of shock.

"General Meng, don't get me wrong. I just wanted to go there in order to solve the problem of food and grass in the army..." Fusu looked serious.

"Where is this brothel?" Meng Tian asked.

"Uh..." Fusu's face froze. With Meng Tian's expression, she was not surprised to ask the brothel, but to wonder what the brothel was?

Immediately, Fusu tactfully described the situation of the brothel.

"Oh, what the young master said is Nulu?" Meng Tian reacted after Fusu's description.

"Nulu? Is this the name for brothels in this era?" Hearing this, Fusu's heart moved and nodded.

"If you want to talk about the most famous Nvlu in Shangjun, it must be the Goddess Pavilion in the north of the county city." Meng Tian replied.

"Goddess Pavilion? This name feels very fairy-tale."

Upon hearing this, Fusu's heart trembled slightly. The Daqin he had traveled through time would not be a magical version or a fairy tale version, right?

Fusu asked, "General Meng, have you ever seen a monk who calls the wind and rain in the world? Or a sword immortal who controls the sword sky?"

When I just talked about Nu Lu, I asked these questions in the blink of an eye. Is the young master's thinking too jumpy?

"I have never seen this before." Meng Tian shook his head and replied.

"Young Master, you suddenly asked Nu Lu about the situation, why?" Meng Tian asked.

"Oh, just ask casually."

Fusu replied, as if he was afraid that Meng Tian would continue to ask questions, and then turned against him: "General Meng, why are you so familiar with the situation in the Goddess Pavilion?"

"Oh, I just heard it! Well, this dumpling is so delicious. The young master has extraordinary skills. I still have some military affairs to deal with. Let's leave for the time being." Putting the last dumpling into my mouth, Meng Tian put down his chopsticks and stood up, saying goodbye and leaving.

Something is a trick!

Seeing Meng Tian's reaction that was so obvious that Fusu curled his lips secretly.

But, what if you go? This is at most a mistake that men will make, right?

The last dumpling was killed by Meng Tian, ​​and Fusu also stood up and greeted Jia Xianfeng at the door and arrived at the place where he brewed his wine.

In ancient times, wines were all low-alcohol wines made from rice. On the surface, their own wines were made from wines, but in fact they were distilled from low-alcohol wines to produce high-alcohol wines.

After working hard for a long time, he finally distilled a large tank of wine. The extremely rich aroma of wine spread out, which made Jia Xianfeng next to him motivate his throat.

Fusu scooped a little with a spoon and tasted it. When the sip of wine went down, it was really like a stream of lava going down his throat.

"Hehe, that, young master, can you let me taste this..." Jia Xianfeng next to him rubbed his hands, plucked up his courage, and stared at the large tank of strong wine with his eyes shining.

"Oh? I didn't realize that he was so addicted to alcohol?" This was the first time he saw Jia Xianfeng look like this, and Fusu was surprised.

He nodded immediately: "If you want to taste it, then try it."

"Thank you, young master." Jia Xianfeng nodded in surprise, then picked up the bowl next to him and scooped half a bowl directly. He was very bold and poured it down with big mouthfuls.

"Oh, wait..." Seeing Jia Xianfeng's generous actions, Fusu hurriedly spoke to stop him.

However, it was too late.

Two hours later...

A carriage arrived at the county town, and more than a dozen elite soldiers took off their armor and turned into guards.

"I finally arrived at the county town." Sitting in the carriage, lifting the curtains, and looking at the appearance of the county town, Fusu sighed secretly.

Two hours, that's four hours. After four hours of bumpyness, I really feel that the bones on my body are about to dissipate.

No, find a chance, you have to ask Lao Zhao to make some shock-absorbing equipment for his carriage.

"Young Master, the last general, the last general is guilty!" A voice of fear and fear sounded. Jia Xianfeng woke up drunk and found that he was actually in Fusu's carriage.

"Awaken?" He glanced at Jia Xianfeng, smiling.

"Young Master's wine is so strong. It looks like water, but it is actually like flames." After just half a bowl of wine, he was so drunk that he was unconscious. Jia Xianfeng was also very embarrassed.

"I am used to drinking low-alcohol wine that is not even as good as beer. I suddenly went down half a pound of high-alcohol wine. Who is drunk if you don't get drunk?" He glanced at Jia Xianfeng and Fusu complained secretly.

"Okay, we've already gone to the county town." Just drunk and lying in his carriage for a few hours, Fusu naturally wouldn't blame himself, the bodyguard captain.

"Young Master, why are we here in the county?" Jia Xianfeng also looked outside, and the carriage had entered the county town.

"Young Master is here to sell wine." Fusu replied.

"Selling wine? Young Master, you can sell such good wine?" Jia Xianfeng widened his eyes and felt that it was a waste of resources.

"How much do you think the young master's wine can be sold?" Fusu asked, pointing to the thirteen jars of wine piled up in the corner of the carriage.

Each jar is filled with ten kilograms.

"I have drunk the best wine in Xianyang before. It costs 1,200 yuan for such a large jar. Your wine is more than ten times better than theirs. It should be OK to sell this jar for ten thousand yuan! Hiss, this jar of wine is worth the income of ordinary people for two or three years?"

Jia Xianfeng roughly estimated it and then took a breath.

"Jia Xianfeng, poverty limits your imagination. This is why I came here in person and didn't let you come. My wine is less than ten taels of gold, so I won't sell it!" Seeing Jia Xianfeng's own shocked look, Fusu shook his head and said.

"Ten taels of gold? That's worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. You can buy a big house in Shangjun!"

Jia Xianfeng looked at Fusu in surprise, thinking that the young master's thoughts were too crazy?

Or is it that as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, he has a deviation from what he knows about the value of gold?

Three hundred thousand troops, plus one hundred thousand corvee labor, that is four hundred thousand people.

I want them to open their stomachs and have enough food. According to modern times, it is not too much for each person to make thirty yuan a day? After all, these are all physical work!

The price of grain in the Qin Dynasty was at least four or five times that of modern times, so that would be more than one hundred yuan a day?

Forty-hundreds of thousands of people, how much does it cost to eat a day?

At most, you can eat a small target in two days!

Even if each jar of wine is really sold at a high price of ten taels of gold, the money earned is only barely enough for 400,000 people to have a full meal for a day.

Fusu did not say these words to Jia Xianfeng, and it was useless to say that he played the piano to the cow.

This time I came to Shangjun, and I didn’t expect to get the army’s food and grass by selling a few jars of wine. This time, I came here and stayed for more than 100 kilograms of wine, which was just a stepping stone.

"Young Master, the Goddess Pavilion has arrived..." At this time, the soldiers driving outside shouted.

"Have you arrived? It's so lively."

I lifted the curtain and took a look. There were many people coming in and out of the two-story building, and the clothes I wore looked good. Sure enough, those who entered and out of this kind of place were all rich dog lovers.

"Young Master, I've inquired. The two most famous girls, Bai Xue and Hongmei, are the two most famous people in the Goddess Pavilion. They were unwell a few days ago, so they didn't have any hospitality. They have time today, so there are a lot more people coming than usual." Some soldiers were smarter and had inquired early.

"Snow White? Princess? Sure enough, it's very appropriate to call him a princess in such a place." Fusu said in his heart.

As for the poor health a few days ago, I guess it was because of my relatives? But, the two most outstanding girls, relatives came at the same time?

"Oh..."

When the place arrived, Jia Xianfeng naturally got off the bus first, but he suddenly let out a cry of pain, covering his butt, interrupting Fusu's messy thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Fusu asked in surprise.

"Young master, my butt hurts."

"Get out, I've been slamming the carriage for two hours, and my butt hurts too..."

"Then, then my throat is dry."
Chapter completed!