The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 35
Cao Si grabbed the ladle again, took it and drank it.

After tasting it for a while, he yelled: "I want a hundred catties! If you don't give me the magic trick, if you don't give me this wine, I will definitely turn against you!"

Sanyou Daoist’s wine recipe, according to the wine making, the output is only a thousand catties. It sounds like a lot, but it’s a common thing that can’t stand it. Every family in the city has to take care of it. It costs more than 50 merits and bamboo leaves to brew. Cao Si drinks it It's useless to go on, like a cow chewing peonies, how can you give so much?

Shang San'er said: "You don't cook at home, you should keep it in my house, and I'll give you every meal!"

Cao Sifang was speechless.

To appease Cao Si, the old dog is sent to call people all over the city, not only Tian Yu, Chen Wu, etc., Tu Zhuang and his old brother are also here, these two are really greedy.

"You're a dog with no loyalty, if...if I come in that night"

Cao Si drank without restraint, thinking the wine was good, Shang San'er didn't stop him, just opened his stomach, and when Tu Zhuang came in, he was already drunk, and he was dancing and drinking madly.

Fearing that he would fall into the wine pool and spoil the wine, Tian Yu was pushed aside.

"It's better to let it go for a while!"

When Tu Zhuang came in, he also took the wine ladle to taste, his eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted: "The bamboo leaves of merit and virtue have already been lost to me, this wine can't be lost, I want it"

If you have a high level of cultivation, you can negotiate the price. Tian Yu, Chen Wu, and the juniors of the Tu family dare not open their mouths.

When it came to how much you want, Tu Zhuang stopped, and asked again: "This wine is also like tea. After drinking it, go to the city lord's mansion to ask for it?"

"Uncle, is there such a good thing in the world?" Shang San'er rolled his eyes at him: "You are so beautiful!"

Passing the wine scoop to the old brother, Tu Zhuang said again: "Then I don't want too much, just one pot a day!"

Even the smallest wine jug needs to hold a catty of wine. Shang San'er settled the accounts for him: "Uncle Tu, this time the wine is brewed, tremella, ginseng, and honey are not counted, and the strange things alone cost more than 50 leaves. Only a thousand catties of wine are produced, if you want to drink like this, you have to give me merit leaf!"

Seeing that Cao Si was really drunk, Tu Zhuang yelled first, "Tian Yu throw him into the street!"

When Tian Yu mentioned him to Xizheng Street, Tu Zhuang said dissatisfiedly: "I am a ninth-rank man after all. I risked my family and future generations to help you defend the city. Is it just a sting? Don't treat me as a ninth-rank guest official all the year round. More than ten leaves, but everything needs to be counted separately, your city is counted according to the war time every year."

Shang Saner shouted, "If you don't want Jiuye's annual salary, then I will give you a jug of wine for three days, a jug of one catty!"

Tu Zhuang thought about it, this wine is really gluttonous, he reckoned that he would not lose if he didn't take Jiuye, so he nodded: "Success!"

Shang San'er turned to Chen Wu, Tian Yu and others again: "The city is poor, and immortals below the ninth rank cannot afford bamboo leaves of meritorious deeds. Each family takes twenty catties of wine jars, and takes a jar of Qionghua dew back, and it is considered an entry." Save the city's settling expenses and annual salary!"

Others are fine, that old brother Tu Zhuang, that is, Tian Yu's father, had been taking a wine ladle to drink, after listening to it, he wiped his mouth and ran to hold two wine jars: "Our animal skin shop, It has to be counted as two households!"

Tu Zhuang had already agreed to drink a pot of wine for three days, and he was extorted another forty catties, but he said that the animal skin shop was indeed counted as two households, so he had to admit it.

Two old drunks!
Tu Zhuang glared at his sons and daughters again: "Unfilial sons who have abandoned their families and fathers, hurry up and get the altar to drink!"

I just secretly rejoiced to live in a separate family, and I can only get twenty catties of wine on a household basis, but seeing my father's round eyes, the sin of not giving wine is probably greater than abandoning the family and abandoning the father!

The youngest one spoke first: "I share five catties with you, no more!"

Brothers and sisters, including nephews, can only get some profit. Those who don’t like drinking will be given eight catties, and those who are greedy will only be willing to give five catties. After tasting, you will know that they are full of spiritual energy. , took all to honor him.

The same is true for Tian Yu, he is the only son, and even worse, he respects his father twelve catties.

Now there is far from enough wine in the wine pool, each family will leave someone to guard it, and the reluctance to leave is just an excuse, and it is true to take a few sips of wine with the wine ladle.

There was nothing to do with them, and Shang San'er didn't leave. He was idle and bored, and took out the chessboard to play.

Chen Wu knew how to play chess, had a drink, and when he couldn't get the gourd for a while, he played two games with him, and defeated the city lord Shang Da, at least to avenge his revenge for sending his daughter to his door.

Tian Yu was more kind-hearted, and when he finished drinking and left, he threw Cao Si'an on the street back to Cao's house.

There was a day and a night of drinking at the outlet, and Shang San'er kept watch over it, and the food was brought by his wife and girl Mei'er.

The food was brought, the old lady and Mei'er also tasted the wine, and they also praised it, and the old lady drank more.

I heard that Tu Zhuang was greedy, and her family only had [-] catties. Chen Meier spent a long time talking about her, saying that her grandma also likes to drink.

Without waiting for City Lord Shang to nod his head, the old woman, whose face was a little blushing after drinking, waved her hand and told him to just take the two jars.

Looking at the frail and skinny little girl, she held a wine jar in one hand, but it didn't take much effort.

Clothing stores and wine shops are all on Xizheng Street, within a few steps.

They were drunk and taken one by one, and when the altar was finally loaded, there were only more than 600 catties left, and the old dog was ordered to carry them all back to the wine cellar of the City Lord's Mansion.

Don't be afraid of less, the first winemaking must be successful, and when the merits and bamboo leaves are more abundant, you can buy more raw materials for brewing, won't you just follow the gourd?

But there is good wine in the city, so there is no need for the owner of the mall to order. At dawn the next day, the butcher of Luliu City took the initiative to kill the pig again, urging the whole city to put up a pig-killing banquet at the city lord's mansion.

In order to honor the city lord, all the pig intestines were placed in front of him, and there were no other tables.

These big eaters open their mouths to drink, and waste a lot after a meal.

Cao Si also wanted to drink more, but there were people stopping him from drinking: "You are a small drinker, and your wine quality is poor. If you get drunk, no one will care, so drink less!"

After the pig-killing feast was over, Shang San'er was also a little drunk, so he went back to rest first.

Guessing that after the women cleaned up the mess, it was time for the old lady to be free, so he got up and went to the main room.

Only Meier makes a bed in the inner room.

When the old lady is not around, she is easy to tease, Shang San'er deliberately does not sit on the chair, but leans on the bed where she sleeps outside, calling: "Mei'er, come and beat the third master's legs!"

Chen Mei'er came out and saw this guy leaning on her bed carelessly, his face became hot, remembering grandma's words, he hesitated whether he should be obedient or not, stepped forward to beat his leg.

Shang San'er deliberately turned his head and took a deep breath on the pillow: "Scent!"

Chen Mei'er was a little bit like her father, she was used to being cowardly, but seeing his obscene appearance, his gums were itchy, at least she was a fairy, she wanted to go up and punch him fiercely.

Fortunately, I remember the purpose of entering the city lord's mansion, no matter how dirty a ruffian is, he still chooses to be a man, with light steps, he really moves over.

She clenched her fists and approached in small steps, Shang San'er was also a little nervous, and the bowl that was slapped into the table came to mind.

Don't you really want to beat yourself up?

"Bang!"

The visitor walked silently, and suddenly kicked the door, startling the two people inside.

It's Mrs. Shang.

She strode into the house, holding an apology thorn in her hand.

Before approaching, he grabbed Shang San'er by the hair: "Master, I'll give you a hammer!"

"boom!"

"Mother, it hurts..."

"My old lady told you to be an uncle!"

"boom!"

"what……."

"Tell you to lie on the girl's bed!"

"boom!"

"mother……"

"Not big or small, is your name Meier?"

"boom!"

"..."

"Do you still bully people?"

"boom!"

"..."

The hammer made Shang San'er's screams disappear, so the old lady let go, and said to her eyebrows: "Don't be afraid, girl, you are still a fairy, if you dare to bully you in the future, just hammer to death, the old lady is here , we must not turn him upside down!"

Chen Meier let out a long breath, and responded: "Understood, thank you, Mrs. Shang!"

I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

When Third Master Shang, who had collapsed on the ground, regained consciousness, his wife asked with a sneer, "Is there anything else?"

Shang San'er was as angry as a silk: "I want to go out, I came to tell my old lady!"

The old lady sneered: "Understood! The old lady outside doesn't care, let you be the uncle!"

Shang San'er wept softly: "Just tease her..."

"Hmph! The old lady is here to tease the girl. If the old lady doesn't come, the third master won't pull the bed?"

"Mother, she's a human immortal, if I fight really hard, I can't beat her!"

"Don't you have a dog?"

He was so stunned that he was speechless, and the old lady sternly yelled again: "Aren't you going to get out?"

Shang San'er got up slowly, and the old lady said again: "Clean up my land!"

There were water spots on the ground.

The little girl, blushing beside her, blinked at the ground.

Yishang San'er was so shameless that he wanted to find a place to sew, and he was afraid that the old lady would beat him again, so he ran away if he didn't dare. Regardless of the wet crotch, he first went to find a rag, knelt down and wiped it slowly.

When he finished, the old lady called: "Go back!"

Shang San'er withdrew from the door, didn't take a few steps, turned around and turned back, taking the things in his arms to the old lady.

"what is this?"

"Consonance snail, message!"

(End of this chapter)