The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 "Father, what's wrong with the child?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused and didn't understand why his father said so.

　　 I saw the kind old father stroking his thick beard like a steel pin, sitting cross-legged, and speaking with a sincere heart.

　　 "It's not that Dad deliberately said you, you, or you are too young and have too narrow horizons."

　　 "Think about it, Datang Liguo has only been in the past ten years.

　　 The old man and Yigan Paoze, for the sake of Datang, it can be said that they have gone back and forth in a sea of ​​blood. "

　　 Cheng Chubi felt a little heavy when he heard this, and he even nodded. As the saying goes, he would rather be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times. This is the reason.

　　 In times of troubled times, human lives are really like grass and mustards.

　　 Cheng Yaojin glanced at the third child with the corner of his eye. Seeing the third child's expression looked heavy, the corner of his mouth concealed.

　　 "We Datang, most of the lords, have experienced countless battles, and the same is true for the old man."

　　 "There are so many comrades-in-arms in the robe, and there are countless people like your uncle Qin who hide in old sores."

　　 "Father taught so well, the child understands." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but look ashamed.

　　 Cheng Bite Jin's cheek with a smile of relief, nodding his head with a smile.

　　 Cheng Chubi did not expect that his political and ideological awareness is not as high as this noble bully more than a thousand years ago.

　　 Yes, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, countless heroes, who is not covered with scars, I am afraid that there are not a few who have arrows left in their bodies like Uncle Qin.

　　I can’t just treat Qin Qiong just because he is a historical celebrity whom he admires and likes very much, right?

　　 What's more, if Qin Qiong is cured, I am afraid that there are still a lot of old sores in the Tang Dynasty tigers who will come to me.

　　 "Father rest assured that the child will treat Uncle Qin seriously.

　　Father, your comrades and robes, if they are sick, the child will do his best. "

　　 Cheng Chubi impassionedly published his first aspiration declaration during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty.

　　 "???" Cheng Yaojin looked at this impassioned youngest with a dazed expression, the whole person was dumbfounded.

　　Hey, what is going on? Is the old man's guidance problematic, or is this kid's thinking wrong?

　　 "Father, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Chubi, who was full of fighting spirit and high-spirited, finally felt that something was wrong with his father.

　　, his hand held his beard and froze in the air, his expression was dull, his eyes were hollow, what's wrong?

　　 "Cough, dad is okay, wait a minute, dad has to try..."

　　 "???"

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　　 Cheng Chubi was a little bit confused, I don’t know how my father could be like this. Could it be that I just suffocated about a couple of small wines and got stuck?

　　 Or maybe my father had a stomach ulcer, and he started to attack because of this sip of alcohol.

　　 It's not right, Dad's only expression is dull, his eyes are hollow, and there is no sign of pain.

　　 At the moment when Cheng Chubi was puzzled, Cheng Yaojin was finally relieved, his old face full of fleshy flesh was still kind.

　　 "Well, my son can have such a heart, the old man feels very relieved."

　　 "However, to treat the old gang of dad's sickness, you only have a little bit of the essence of the wine, I am afraid it is not enough."

　　 "Just now, you said that you don't have the tools to mass-produce, it doesn't matter. Dad supports you. If you lack anything, Dad will try to get it for you."

　　 "It doesn't matter if you lack money, dad will support you even if you sell iron..."

　　 "..." Cheng Chubi's gratitude began to drip, and his expression gradually stiffened.

　　 In the end, Cheng Chubi felt that he couldn't bear it. "Father, on your beard... well, can you wipe it before you speak."

　　 The saliva dripped on the beard, can you not be so hypocritical and righteous, the child is not blind.

　　 "Huh? Unexpectedly, the old man also had a day of eloquence, wow ha ha ha..."

　　 As a father, Cheng Yaojinsi didn't feel ashamed, on the contrary, he was very proud.

　　 But Cheng Yaojin can support his own alcohol preparation. No matter what the purpose is, Cheng Chubi feels very happy.

　　 But there is a big problem in that the amount of alcohol required to prepare alcohol is definitely not small.

　　 Datang grain wine is restricted, and from time to time, the court will restrict the use of grain to make wine.

　　 Therefore, it is really necessary to prepare a large amount of alcohol. If the old Cheng family purchases too much alcohol.

　　 It means that the noble bully and displeased official who has been watching Lao Cheng may jump out for impeachment.

　　 "It seems that our third child has really grown up, is sensible, knows for his father, and thinks about things for this family."

　　 Cheng Yaojin heard the worries that Cheng Chubi had said, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and couldn't help but slap another slap on his son's shoulder to express his kind fatherly love.

　　 It was because he accidentally used a little more force, so that Cheng Chubi, who didn't react for a while, fell short by half his head.

　　 "...Wait, wait for the old man to think about it, you mean, as long as it is wine, no matter what wine, you can make the essence of this wine?"

　　 "Father, it's alcohol..." Cheng Chubi helplessly rubbed his shoulder.

　　 "As long as it is wine, children can indeed make it into alcohol."

　　 "Can you smell like this?" Cheng Yaojin smashed his mouth endlessly, and pointed to the wooden box that had been locked by Cheng Chubi.

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi was not well. This is a very special taste, this is wine to be used as a disinfectant! fine!

　　 But this is my father, as the saying goes, the son never tells the father, the son doesn't dislike mother ugly.

　　Cheng Chubi, whose blood is full of Huaxia's instincts to respect the elders and love the young, can only helplessly explain.

　　 "Is it a taste, I haven't prepared it yet, I don't know it, but it must be of such a degree."

"That's it, hehehe... you just wait in the house, the old man will get you three to five hundred catties of zhejiu, and you will try it first~www.wuxiahere.com~ and you will see Cheng Yaojinhao A few stand up, fighting vigorously.

　　 "Zhejiu?" Zheshu is Moraceae, it should be regarded as a tree anyway, can make wine?

　　 Seeing that Cheng Chubi didn't understand, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help showing off his profound wine culture and history in front of his son.

　　"Hey, this is wine made from sugarcane. Sugarcane is also called Zhuzhe or Baju, and the wine made from it is called Zhejiu.

　　 precisely because this thing can only be used to make sugar, not food. So ah, it's not among the restrictions. But the taste of Zhejiu is really not good..."

　　 Following Cheng Yaojin’s explanation, Cheng Chubi learned that sugarcane wine has already existed in the history of Huaxia wine culture.

　　 Qu Yuan’s "Ci Songs * Recalling the Soul" also recorded sentences such as "Xiao Biao Pao Gao, there are more pulp."

　　 The fourth volume of Ge Hong's "Xijing Miscellaneous Notes" in the Jin Dynasty records "Liang Xiao Wang traveled to the Museum of Forgetfulness.

　　 gather all the wanderers, each envoy for the fu... "Liu Fu" remarks: ‘...respect the wine of surplus jade, the mash of the jue’s offering of gold pulp’...

　　 "... This golden mash refers to the wine made from sugar cane."

　　 Cheng Chubi was completely stunned, watching Cheng Yaojin, who was shaking his head and shaking his head in front of him, citing classics and telling the origin of sugar cane wine.

　　 This is still the rough man Cheng Yaojin who kills people like hemp, who will shoot the crime if they don't agree, and will physically teach the bear children in the family?

　　 Seeing Cheng Chubi’s son who was shocked by his profound knowledge of wine culture.

　　 Cheng Yaojin was happy, and raised his eyebrows at his son triumphantly.

　　 "Do you think your father is an illiterate rough man? Ha ha, Dad is called Neixiu, don't you understand?"

　　 "!!!"