Unparalleled Concubine

The proud building was boiling.

Many people rushed towards the high platform regardless of their identities. A tall man stood on the high platform with a loud voice: "Guests, don't crowd, come one by one."

A short, fat middle-aged man was the first to walk up to the high platform.

Foreign Minister Chen Fu, a member of the Ministry of Industry.

This Yuan Wai Lang was also a high roller in the wine shop, and he had rarely been drunk for decades. After he walked up to the high platform, he laughed and took a bowl of wine and drank it with his head up.

Then he coughed violently.

In order to prevent people from drinking to death, Li Xin mixed some water into it, but despite this, the three bowls of wine still have a degree of about 20 degrees, and a large bowl of wine is at least about half a catty. In this age that is used to drinking light wine , At least ten or twenty years of adaptation time is required, and talents of this era can handle this kind of spirits.

This Yuanwailang fell heroically.

Another adult from Yushitai stepped onto the high platform.

These officials are all wearing ordinary clothes, and ordinary people don't recognize them, but Cui Jiuniang, who is standing on the third floor and watching, knows their identities clearly. Cui Jiuniang puts her hands in her long sleeves, facing a The young man laughed softly: "Mr. Li's wine is really powerful. This Yuanwailang has been coming to Deyilou for several years. I haven't seen him get drunk yet."

Li Xin squinted his eyes, and said with a soft smile, "You can't let Sister Cui lose money, can you?"

While looking downstairs, Jiuniang said softly, "Mr. Li, what's the name of this wine?"

"In the imperial court, it should be called Wei Wangjiu, but people should stop calling it that, lest everyone say that His Royal Highness Wei Wang wasted food."

Wine making is indeed a food-wasting industry. When Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty was in power, the mountains and rivers were devastated, and private wine making was banned. Until the fifth year of Chengde, that is, 13 years ago, the vitality of the Jin Dynasty was almost recovered. Chengde The emperor ordered the lifting of the prohibition on alcohol.

Li Xin pondered for a moment, then said: "This wine can be lit with fire, why not call it Zhu Rong."

Choosing a name is a very crucial part. After all, the method of distilling wine cannot be kept secret for a long time. In the future, there will always be times when distilled wine will be bad. Become a "famous brand".

Thus, Zhu Rongjiu was born.

Cui Jiuniang nodded and said, "Okay, I've written down the name."

Li Xin said softly: "In the past few days, don't take down this notice from Deyilou. After a few days, you should be famous."

Having said this, Li Xin's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Sister Cui, remember, no matter who asks to buy this kind of wine these days, my sister will always refuse and say no, after waiting for ten days and a half months , and then released the news that there are ten altars of Zhurong wine for sale."

When it comes time to sell wine again, the degree will not be as high as it is today, at most it will be [-] to [-] degrees, otherwise, even if some people are willing to buy it, no one will like to drink it.

This method of selling wine is a trick that Li Xin learned from a certain Lei surnamed foreigner in later generations. Although the trick is not bright, it has to be admitted that it is very easy to use.

In the early days of Lei Daguan's fortune, this marketing method made a lot of effort.

Cui Jiuniang nodded: "I see, how much is the price?"

Li Xin grinned: "There are only ten jars of wine in total. Let them bid for whatever price you want."

Cui Jiuniang turned her head to look at Li Xin, and sighed softly: "If Mr. Li came to do business, he must be the number one in the capital... a big profiteer..."

Li Xin laughed: "There is no business, no evil, these noble people are very rich, and killing them is also contributing to society."

Speaking of this, Li Xin hugged Cui Jiuniang: "Sister, I have something to do at the Princess Mansion, so I'll go back first, and my sister will take care of this side first. Let me know if you have anything to do."

Cui Jiuniang smiled: "The little man who used to sell charcoal is now a busy man."

As soon as she said this sentence, she knew she had made a slip of the tongue and immediately covered her mouth.

After many people get rich, they will regard their poor self as a stain, and they don't want others to mention it.

Li Xin smiled unabated: "Selling this thing is no different from selling charcoal back then, only the buyers are different."

Li Xin bowed his hands to Jiu Niang and left the Deyi Building.

Cui Jiuniang looked at Li Xinyuan's back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Li Xin has a good personality. If he were a narrow-minded person, he might hold a grudge.

Jiuniang was thinking about Li Xin, when the maid Ping'er hurried over and said to Cui Jiuniang anxiously: "Jiuniang, it's not good, the girl picking clothes is losing her temper in the room, she even broke the piano!" It's..."

Jiuniang collected her thoughts and gave Ping'er an indifferent look: "What's wrong with her?"

Ping'er lowered her head, and hesitated a bit: "It's just... because of you, you took her as a reward, so you got angry, and you are making a fuss... Go and have a look..."

Jiuniang's tone was calm: "I don't have time to talk to her, if she likes to make trouble, let her do it, you go and tell her, if she can't go on, she will be killed now."

"Dead, I'll find someone else to replace her."

Jiuniang turned around indifferently, and stopped talking to Ping'er.

The life of a brothel girl is like floating grass, she can only follow the wind and waves, how can you let yourself struggle?

Chapter 148 Another Father and Son

Brothel girls, from the day they joined the brothel, they couldn't help themselves. After all, although these things are not prohibited in this era, there are two words of low status. Only these two words can make a woman, even her Descendants, into the land of eternal doom.

Fortunately, this girl who picks clothes is very lucky. Zhu Rongjiu has been placed in Deyilou for three whole days, and no one can drink three bowls without getting drunk, and they all poured under the fiery Zhurong wine.

An adult from the Ministry of Industry even drank and hurt his body, and was taken home by his family to recuperate.

The reputation of Zhu Rongjiu spread from Deyilou to the whole capital at once.

After all, the first batch of Zhurong wine was originally steamed from the fine wine hidden in the Wei Wangfu. The finished wine can be said to be extremely mellow, not just strong. I still want to drink a few sips of this fine wine outside.

But no matter what person or official position, when Cui Jiuniang asked to buy this kind of spirits, Cui Jiuniang always refused, saying that there were only so many for the time being, and she was very tight-lipped.

The private market was easily opened by Li Xin from the Deyi Building as a springboard.

On the other side, the Seventh Prince did not go so smoothly. He went to the Ministry of War several times in the past few days, and met the two servants of the Ministry of War several times. I have met face to face several times, but this matter has never been discussed.

Because these people don't know what disinfection is.

This concept of disinfection was still what Li Xin told the Seventh Prince. There was no evidence to support it, and he couldn't explain it clearly to others.

On this day, Ji Wen once again encountered a soft nail in the yamen of the Ministry of War. When His Royal Highness the King of Wei walked out of the yamen of the Ministry of War, his face was ugly, and he bent into his sedan chair, gritted his teeth and said, "Go to the palace!"

The six yamen were originally located in the Imperial City. The Imperial City is divided into inside and outside. The inner city is the complete Forbidden Palace. The purple sedan chair of Wei Wangfu stopped at the entrance of the Forbidden Palace. His Royal Highness Wei Wang got off the sedan chair and walked Walk to the gate of the palace.

"Wei Wang Ji Wen, please see the Holy Son of Heaven."

The little eunuch quickly reported his words to the palace, and Chen Ju, the chief eunuch in Changle Palace, received the news, walked up to the Chengde emperor who was resting on the soft couch with his eyes closed, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, His Highness King Wei is here Palace gate, I beg to see you..."

Emperor Chengde opened his glasses and glanced at Chen Ju: "It just so happens that I also have something to ask Lao Qi, you take him to the side hall to wait for me."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, in the side hall of Changle Palace, the father and son finally met. The seventh prince, Ji Wen, knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.