Chengfu.

When Fang Yiai and the others arrived, Cheng Yaojin had already drunk it, and his black face turned red.

"Boy Fang is finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as Lao Cheng opened his mouth, he could smell the alcohol from a distance. It seemed that he had been drinking for a long time.

However, he was quite clear-headed.

"As soon as the wine is delivered, I sent someone to call you. Why did I get it? This wine is really good. No wonder you don't even look down on Sanle Juice. Now I believe it."

"Do you have a meal? Why don't you have a drink with me?"

Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang brothers, when they smelled the smell of wine, the wineworms in their stomachs were already greedy, and they couldn't stand there. They rushed over and sat down in a few steps, poured a glass alone.

"Huh...good wine!"

He raised his head and drank a glass, breathed a breath of turbid air, his face turned red, and he shouted happily.

"Uncle Cheng, let's talk about the main business first, I'm afraid I can't get drunk."

Fang Yiai has seen how the old Cheng family drank, and when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol, he knew that it was distilled. The degree was so high that he didn't dare to drink it with his little alcohol.

"Let's try a drink, too."

Changsun Chong and Li Tai were quite interested. You could tell at a glance that this was a new wine and it seemed to be a good wine.

Fang Yiai also sat down and asked, "How do you plan to sell this wine?"

"How else can I sell this? Our wine is so good. I'm afraid that it won't be sold in the world!" Cheng Yaojin didn't care and waved his big hand and was very confident.

Lao Cheng has traditional thinking, and he accumulates reputation by relying on the quality of the product, and then explodes.

But Fang Yiai has seen the importance of marketing in later generations. "Uncle Cheng, the wine is so fragrant that it is afraid of the deep alley! We have to make a name for ourselves before we can open up sales..."

Old Cheng asked him to remind him, calmed down and asked patiently: "What should I do if my nephew thinks?"

"Court Royal Wine!"

"You mean... to list our wine as imperial court wine?"

"Not bad! In the hearts of the people, the wine used in the court is naturally the best. At that time, the title of imperial wine in the palace will be opened up in an instant."

"But there is my own tribute wine in the palace..."

"Is there any better wine in this world?"

"Haha, I think I'm drunk too much."

"Our wine has just been produced and has not made any money yet..."

"Uncle Cheng is relieved. As long as he gains fame, he will make money back immediately."

Fang Yiai was very confident about this. Cheng Yaojin was also an adventurous person. After a while, he nodded and agreed quickly, "Okay! In three days, Your Majesty will hold a banquet in the palace. Then you can bring our wine into the palace and let Your Majesty taste it."

After saying that, Lao Cheng didn't know what he thought of, grinned and muttered, "It's good, I'm ready this time."

"What did Uncle Cheng say?"

"It's okay! Come and have a drink!"

Li Tai was listening, blushing, not sure if he was so embarrassed by the words or because he had drunk too much.

He wanted to say in his heart: "Master, I am still here. Is it appropriate for you to plot against my father in front of me?"

After the main chat, when I encountered such a good wine, the three of Lao Cheng and his son naturally did not return drunk and let go of the drink.

As a result, no surprise, everyone drank too much.

Three days later.

In the palace, Li Shimin held a grand banquet to invite officials above the third rank to celebrate the success of spring farming this year.

Fang Yiai and the others were not qualified to enter, but Cheng Yaojin reported to His Majesty that he had made a new wine and wanted everyone to taste it.

Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo and the others became porters carrying wine, and then they sneaked in. The main reason was that the palace guards didn't dare to stop them when they saw them!

Cheng Yaojin carried a burden on his back, and he was jingling along the way, but I don’t know what it was?

Originally, Fang Yiai thought this was lighter and wanted to take it for him.

Lao Cheng refused to say anything and insisted on carrying it on his back. When he searched the palace, he also kept it a secret and prevented them from seeing it.

This made Fang Yiai and the others feel curious.

"Hey! Ugly cow, what Uncle Cheng has taken is mysterious and we won't even let us see it." Several people whispered all the way.

"I don't know either."

Then, several people looked at Cheng Chuliang, "I have been in the farm these days, and I really don't know what my father is doing."

Fang Yiai couldn't help but be curious. She wanted to go up and secretly lifted it up to see what treasure was inside, so she asked Lao Cheng to kick it away, "Don't move around! When you get to the hall later, don't talk nonsense!"

The place where the banquet is held is Liangyi Hall.

Originally, there was no room for five people in the house, but after they delivered the drinks, they refused to leave. The eunuch in charge had no choice but to offend the young masters, so at the end, they added a few seats for them.

The banquet begins.

First, I sing praises, after all, I am happy to have successfully spent the spring plowing.

Then, Cheng Chumo's old rival, Yuchi Gong, couldn't sit still, and started yelling first.

"Cheng Zhijie, I heard that you and the second son of the Fang family have opened a wine shop together. Today there is a new wine for everyone to taste."

Obviously, he also heard about the new wine, and was afraid that it was not a drunkenness, so he urged him, "Take it up quickly, let's taste what good wine is."

"I'll hurry up and you'll have some drinks later!"

Cheng Yaojin retorted him, looked at him drinking, and said with disdain: "You drink a cow and a donkey like this. No matter how good the wine is, it will be a waste for you to drink!"

"How do you drink it?"

Yuchi Gong disliked him, pointed to the direction of the civil servant and said, "Like them, drink wine and be slap in a slut, like a woman."

An civil servant immediately dissatisfied and scolded angrily: "Yuchi Jingde! Don't be hurt by words, I won't be able to provoke you!"

"They know nothing!"

Seeing them looking over unhappily, Cheng Yaojin stood up and glared at him with his tiger eyes, "Why, you are not convinced! You must know that drinking wine is extremely important. You must never be careless about what wine to drink..."

Then, he said with a heartache: "You are so embarrassed to read poetry and books, but you don't know the way to drink! Drinking like you is really a waste of wine!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked back, picked up the bag he brought in, spread it flat on the table, with a wide variety of wine utensils appearing in front of him.

All the officials in the hall looked at Lao Cheng curiously, wondering which one he sang today?

Only Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang looked at each other and then they all understood that Old Cheng was trying to show off!

Just now, before entering the hall, he told me, "Don't talk nonsense."

It’s not that I told them that when I enter the palace, I must abide by the rules and not talk nonsense. Lao Cheng is not a person who follows the rules.
Chapter completed!