Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 2
Chaisang City is under the jurisdiction of Runzhou, and it is the most affluent city in the entire Southwest Road. There are many rich merchants and elegant scholars here, so the nobles passing by the Southwest Road will come to this city whenever they have time.There is a saying in the world that the nine cities of Qingzhou can only account for eight percent of the world's wealth, and one percent is given to Tianqi City, the imperial capital, and then half of the remaining one is given to other cities, and half is reserved for Chaisang City.And the richest person in Chaisang City belongs to the Gu family of Qianqianfang.

So he chose here to open his restaurant.

This street is called Longshou Street, it is very prosperous, and it is very close to Gu's house.

The wine shop he opened must not only be prosperous, but the people passing by must be rich, so that they can afford his wine.

Because his wine is very expensive, 20 taels of silver a glass.

Since that day when he met his master, he has learned the art of brewing wine for seven years, and now he has traveled hundreds of miles from Gandong City to Chaisang City. Of course, he has great confidence in the wine he brews.

But today, on the 13th day of his opening, no one came to the door.On the first day, someone came to ask about his wine, but he thought it was too expensive and left. On the second day, a white-clothed scholar drank a glass, full of praise, and said that he would come back tomorrow. On the third day, the white-clothed scholar never came again. The customer did not show up, not even asking the price.Even the whole long street was deserted, but the strange thing is that the butcher selling meat at the opposite door, the old lady who embroidered shoes next door, the oil seller who never spoke, and the little Xishi not far away still chop their meat every day. Meat, embroidery, pouring oil, and making steamed buns seem to have no customers and cannot affect their lives.

He was sitting on the steps of the door basking in the sun, muttering to himself angrily while eating melon seeds: "I used to be a little overlord of the East City anyway, why bother to come to this unlucky place to suffer and suffer." Throwing down the melon seeds, he walked to the butcher's shop across the street. He looked at the huge butcher's knife in his hand, and said without changing his expression, "Brother, come in for a drink?"

The butcher gave him a cold look, like an idiot.

"I won't charge you? Just make a friend." He used his tried-and-tested routine in Gandong City. He was confident that as long as this person drank his first free cup, he would want to drink a second cup, and the second Hundred cups!At that time, I made a lot of money.

The butcher responded to him with a crisp cracking sound.

He had no choice but to run to the oil seller's shop, but the oil seller had a smile on his face, although he said very bluntly: "Go away, don't block me from looking at little Xi Shi."

"Have you ever heard a saying, wine is strong and courageous, you just look at it for a long time, you will dare to do it after drinking my wine."

"Get lost." The oil seller still had a smile on his face.

"Come on." The little boss stood up immediately, cursing in his heart: If this is in Gandong City, I will burn your oil shop down!When he was returning to the wine shop helplessly, a sudden sound of horse hooves interrupted his thoughts. When he turned his head, he saw a carriage rushing forward, followed by eight servants on horseback wearing soft armor.It had just rained a few days ago, and the ground was still full of puddles. The speed of the carriage was not slow, and there were splashes of water on the ground, and it rushed forward.The little boss hurriedly took a few steps back, fearing that the splashed muddy water would wet his clothes.

"Woo." The coachman pulled the horse rope and stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. He looked at the signboard of the restaurant and whispered, "Return to the East?"

The little boss smiled, and hurried forward: "It seems that you have come back from a far away place? Donggui is a good name, it suits you well, come in for a drink?"

The coachman still looked at the signboard frowning, as if he didn't hear the other person's words, or didn't want to care about his words at all. He turned his head, opened the curtain, and whispered something to the people inside.The people inside were silent for a while and replied, the coachman hurriedly got out of the car and opened his umbrella.

Then a pair of shoes stepped out of the carriage. The shoes were spotless, with a white crane tattooed on them with silver thread.

The little boss knew the goods naturally, and smiled: "Guest?"

Then a man in brocade clothes appeared in front of his eyes. The man was probably in his thirties, tall and tall, with a kind face, except that the eyebrow on the left was white.He looked at the owner of the restaurant, was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood, smiled, and asked, "Xiao Er?"

The little boss's face suddenly turned cold.

It certainly wasn't the first time he'd heard this phrase.

"I'm the boss." His tone was not so kind anymore. He had been trying his best to put on a warm welcome, but the little overlord of the East City was still a little overlord after all.

The white-browed man looked at the little boss in front of him, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and nodded: "The little boss looks young, but he's doing quite a big business."

"Whether the business is big or not, don't look at the appearance of the restaurant, but look at it. Is the wine good!" The little boss is dressed in a green shirt and has a handsome face. Just by looking at his appearance, he really looks like he should be studying poetry and books in a private school to get a reputation. He is a handsome young man, but his mannerisms, as well as his always arrogance in his eyes, do have the air of doing big business, "Have a drink, it's not good - just go home and change your tongue."

"Bold!" the coachman said angrily.

The white-browed man waved his hand to stop him, then turned to the attendants and said, "We're all here anyway, everyone, come in and have a drink."

Except for the coachman who didn't move, the eight attendants got off their horses and stepped in. They seemed to have driven a long way. The soft armor was covered with mud. Now they stepped into the wine shop together, and the soft mud on their boots was left on the floor. superior.The boss frowned, and the white-browed man noticed this detail and smiled: "Double the price for wine." Then he turned his head and saw the menu on the wall.

It is said that the recipe is not suitable, because there is only wine and no food.

Sangluo, Xinfeng, Cornel, Songmao, Changan, Tusu, Yuanzheng, Osmanthus, Dukang, Songhua, Shengwen, Prajna.There are twelve cups of wine in total, each for 20 taels.

An attendant sneered, reached out and tapped the table lightly: "Do you know how much Yueluobai in Lan Yuxuan, the best tavern in Sangluo City, sells for?"

"A glass of 18 taels." The little boss looked proud, and his tone was reasonable, "My wine is only slightly better than his, so I sell it for 20 taels."

The attendant was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the boss in front of him to speak so boldly. He was about to swear a few words, but was stopped by the white-browed man who stretched out his hand. The white-browed man still had a calm expression on his face. He nodded: "Then I'll have one for each." After he finished speaking, he took out a bank note from his pocket and put it on the table. The denomination was clearly written, 500 taels.

"Wait." The boss didn't accept the banknote, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

The attendant who spoke just now whispered to the white-browed man: "The owner of this winery is the only one, there are no kitchen, waiter, or guests."

"No, there is another customer." The white-browed man glanced slightly, and looked towards the corner of the shop.

There was a person lying there, it was still early in the morning, as if he had passed out of drunkenness, he was wearing white clothes, although it was not a very clean white clothes.There was also a long gun leaning on the table, a silver-white long gun.

The attendant frowned slightly and looked at the white-browed man.

The white-browed man tapped the table lightly, and said in a low voice, "What kind of new face can open a shop on Longshou Street?"

After a while, the little boss came back from behind and put twelve glasses of wine on the long table one after another. Each wine jug was engraved with an exquisite wine name.

The white-browed man patted the stool beside him: "Boss, we each have one drink, and there is an extra drink after drinking, why don't we sit down and drink together?"

The little boss hesitated for a moment, then sat down: "Then I won't refuse."

The white-browed man pushed the cup of Chang'an wine in front of the young boss. The boss showed regret: "Chang'an wine has a long taste and is best for drinking on a cold day. It's a pity that the guest officer won't drink it today."

The white-browed man smiled, took back Chang'an, and pushed Yuanzheng over. The boss still had a look of regret: "Yuanzheng wine is clear and sweet, suitable for people who travel far. You have traveled all the way, so it's just right to have a drink."

The white-browed man shook his head, and his smile became a little more sincere: "The boss is really a wine lover. Could it be that the boss brewed these wines himself?"

Looking at the twelve glasses of wine, the little boss liked each of them very much, and finally took Yuanzheng wine and poured himself a glass: "Of course, I drank for the first time when I was seven years old, and I have been intoxicated with it ever since." Dao, since I was nine years old, I have learned how to brew wine from eight masters, and now I have been brewing wine for eight years, although my wine is not yet the best, but it is enough to surpass ordinary wine by countless numbers."

The white-browed man nodded, although the boss in front of him didn't look like a restaurant owner at all, but when it came to wine, the blaze in his eyes could be seen at a glance, it seemed that he was really a drinker.The white-browed man poured himself a glass of Chang'an wine, and took a sip thoughtfully.

Just a bite.

The heart-wrenching chill dissipated in an instant, and a warm current surged from his abdomen and permeated his whole body. He closed his eyes, and felt that the breath of his whole body calmed down instantly.He traveled hundreds of miles to kill people. No matter how he calmed down along the way, the string was still getting tighter and tighter, but at this moment, it finally seemed that someone had played it lightly, and the sound of the string was startled. At the same time, it gradually slowed down.

He opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Good wine, we should reward you."

Following this sentence, the attendants also put down their teacups and praised in a low voice, even the attendant who had just laughed at the little boss showed admiration.

The little boss's eyes lit up, and he said to the white-browed man, "Oh, it seems that distinguished guests know wine."

"Among the wines I've drank in my life, this one ranks in the top five." The white-browed man said sincerely.

After hearing this, the little boss was neither happy nor dissatisfied. He just asked, "Then what do you mean by number one?"

"Apocalypse City, carved buildings and small buildings, autumn dew white." The white-browed man said slowly.

The little boss was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up. He said in shock: "Sure enough, you are a distinguished guest. You have been to Tianqi City and drank Qiulubai? Tell me about Qiulubai!"

"Over the years, I have been to many places. I have been to Tianqi City three times. It is a city full of prosperity in the world, but what I can remember most is the glass of autumn dew. Good wine can be tasted, but Diaolou is small. Zhu's Qiu Lubai can taste three flavors. If the boss has the opportunity, he should also taste it. The taste of this wine cannot be expressed, but can only be tasted." Said the white-browed man.

The little boss sighed: "My family doesn't let me go to Tianqi, I can go anywhere, but I can't go to Tianqi."

"Is the boss from Sang Luocheng?" the white-browed man asked.

"No. It's just that there is a vacant shop in my family. Seeing that I am not too young, I was appointed to run it." The little boss replied.

"A restaurant on Longshou Street, is it still vacant? The owner's family is very rich." The white-browed man said meaningfully.

The little boss drank the wine in his glass. Although he looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, he was drinking in a bold manner, like an alcoholic. "Good wine, really good wine." He closed his eyes, looking intoxicated, but slyly avoided the last question.

The white-browed man also took a sip of his wine, and didn't pursue the question any further, but changed the question: "What's your name?"

"My name is Bai Dongjun." The little boss replied.

The white-browed man responded lightly: "It's a good name. What troubles did you encounter when opening a shop here? I can still talk in Sangluo City."

Bai Dongjun patted the table: "Then it's really a distinguished guest! I was wondering, my land deed is absolutely true, and I opened a wine shop here in good faith. But after only a few days, someone came to make trouble and asked me to Get out of here? Are you angry?"

"And then? I'm afraid you can't handle it alone, or is the little boss actually a hidden martial arts master?" The white-browed man asked, his every sentence seemed casual, but it was full of exploration.

The drunken man in the corner shivered suddenly, as if he had been woken up by the cold wind. He scratched his hair, raised his head, then stood up unsteadily, reached for the long gun leaning on the table, He paused vigorously on the ground.

After this pause, it seemed that the whole wine shop trembled.

Bai Dongjun smiled and said, "I'm not the only one in my restaurant."

(End of this chapter)