Yipin Tang

Chapter 7 Li Zhi Drunk
During dinner, an unexpected guest came to Hou's mansion. Princess Qinghe brought nine-year-old Li Zhi.

Before leaving yesterday, Wang Xiang sent some gifts for Princess Qinghe to take back, besides fresh vegetables and cloud ears, there were two bags of potato chips. Early this morning, Princess Qinghe brought vegetables and cloud ears into the palace to honor Li Er.

After tasting the potato chips, Li Zhi was even more curious about the hot pot mentioned by Princess Qinghe, and he had never heard of the kind of cola that would bubble, and the person who made these things turned out to be Yongxue who made these things two days ago. Wang Zixin of poetry, after learning that Wang Zixin would invite Cheng Chuliang and Princess Qinghe to eat hot pot tonight, Li Zhi came with him.

Facing the future Emperor Gaozong Wang Xiang, of course he dared not neglect, Laifu and Xiaoya naturally did not have dinner together this time, only Wang Xiang, Cheng Chuliang, Princess Qinghe and Li Zhi were present at the table.

Although Li Zhi is still a nine-year-old kid, under the strong royal education of Li Er's family, he looks like a little adult, but he is still quite curious when he meets Wang Xiang, the owner of Yong Xueshi.

On weekdays, Li Zhi often listens to people telling interesting stories about the outside world. Today, which young master fights privately for the beauty of Yicuilou, and which young lady elopes with a poor family boy tomorrow? Wang Xiang is among the most heard names. , It's just some of his dandyism.

Originally I heard that the funny story about him at the Jinguang Lake Poetry Fair was just a joke, and Li Zhi took the counting poem as a joke to Empress Changsun. Xueshi, even my father praised this poem as refreshing and poetic.

Looking carefully now, Wang Zixin is not as unbearable as the rumors say, he is a bit thinner but still handsome.

After drinking two bowls of coke, Li Zhi's impression of Wang Xiang became better, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: It seems that the rumors can't be completely believed, this Wang Zixin is still good.

Cheng Chuliang was not very interested in Coca-Cola, what he was thinking about was good wine, and this guy didn't know how to restrain himself in front of Li Zhi. He remembered Wang Xiang's wine making while sipping mutton.

"Zixin, how is the brewing matter you told me today?"

After this matter is settled, he will not have to worry about drinking, so he is quite concerned.

Wang Xiang smiled lightly and said, "It will take a few days for the brewing workshop to be completed. Steward Wang has already ordered the grain to be brewed briefly. After the workshop is completed, the wine can be officially brewed."

"That's right." Wang Xiang took out a contract and said: "This is the contract I just made. The wine making workshop will be managed by our Hou Mansion, and we will also be responsible for the sales of wine. Brother Chu Liang only needs to be responsible for the safety of the workshop. You can just work, and you will get [-]% of the income from the Hou Mansion, and [-]% from Brother Chu Liang, do you think you are satisfied?"

What's so unsafe about this brewery, Cheng Chuliang was a little embarrassed when he heard that he could get [-]% of the profit as long as he was responsible for the safety of the brewery and didn't care about anything else.

"Here, I don't have to do anything and just get [-]% of it. In fact, as long as I can drink, that's enough."

"That won't work. The safety work of the brewery cannot be ignored. Brother Chu Liang should get [-]% of it."

As soon as Li Zhi put a piece of hot potato chips into his mouth, he heard Cheng Chuliang and Wang Xiang talking about wine making. They were indeed siblings. The dignified Princess Qinghe and King Jin both had a soft spot for potato chips.

"You can still make wine?"

Hearing Li Zhi's question, Cheng Chuliang snapped up and said, "Of course, this wine is not an ordinary wine. It's much more exciting than your Coke. Would you like to have a sip?"

This guy really competed with his father Cheng Yaojin, and dared to encourage nine-year-old Li Zhi to drink.

Princess Qinghe at the side quietly pulled Cheng Chuliang and said in a low voice: "My brother is too young to drink."

"There's no reason why you can't drink alcohol. I could drink several bowls at my age."

Li Zhi looked at the crystal clear wine in Cheng Chuliang's bowl, which was indeed quite different from the wine he usually saw, and he could smell the rich and rich aroma of the wine from a distance, and Cheng Chuliang, who was encouraging him, was a little moved.

"It's okay to drink less..." Li Zhi seemed to be struggling a little, saying that he had never drank alcohol.

Without saying a word, Cheng Chuliang took the bowl in front of Li Zhi and poured it full. Li Zhi kept saying, "Enough, enough."

Cheng Chuliang said heartlessly after pouring the wine: "A man should drink when he eats hot pot, and Coke is what women drink."

Li Zhi's face turned red, and when he looked at Princess Qinghe, he saw her expression as if you could do it yourself, hesitating for a moment before taking the wine bowl.

Eating hot pot is easy to bring up the atmosphere, especially after a few mouthfuls of Erguotou, Li Zhi also let go, no longer as stiff as he was at the beginning, sipping this, sipping wine from time to time, so pleasant, Princess Qinghe He couldn't listen to the persuasion anymore, and yelled that Coke is for women to drink, and men should drink alcohol.

Cheng Chuliang is a person who doesn't care about alcohol when he sees it. Wang Xiang was also a person who easily lost his mind when drinking in his previous life. After drinking, the atmosphere was very lively.

"I heard that these potatoes were bought from merchants in the Western Regions. I wonder if we can grow them in Tang Dynasty?" Li Zhi preferred potato chips and asked.

At this time, Wang Xiang was already a little drunk when he heard the words and laughed loudly: "Of course it can be planted, and as long as I have this thing, there will be no famine in the Tang Dynasty."

"Why is this?"

"Your Highness, may I know how much grain is produced per mu in Datang?"

Li Zhi thought about the people's livelihood that his master once told him about the grain output of the Tang Dynasty, and replied: "Ordinary fields produce one stone per mu, and good fields in Guanzhong yield two to three stones per mu."

"That's right, then do you know how much this potato yields per mu?"

Li Zhi shook his head to express his ignorance. Even Princess Qinghe put down her chopsticks and looked at Wang Xiang curiously. The words that there will be no more famine in Datang is too shocking.

Wang Xiang took a sip of wine and proudly raised two fingers.

"Two stones? Not bad."

Wang Xiang shook his head and smiled, "Twenty stones."

"What! Twenty stones?" Princess Qinghe exclaimed, thinking she had heard it wrong.

Even Li Zhi was half sober after hearing this, with a look of disbelief.

"You just said twenty stone?"

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "Even if planted in barren land, it will not be lower than eight stones."

Eight stones is about [-] catties, which is a very conservative estimate. Generally speaking, the yield of potatoes per mu is about [-] catties to [-] catties. It is not difficult to reach the yield of [-] catties per mu if planted and carefully cared for in good fields, and future generations will have a bumper harvest of potatoes Sometimes it often reaches six thousand catties or even eight thousand catties per mu.

Wang Xiang had a natural expression, but it was different for Li Zhi and Princess Qinghe. They had never heard of any kind of grain with such a terrible yield, not to mention twenty shi, but five shi and six per mu Most of the stones were fabricated by some local officials for political achievements.

"Is this true?" Li Zhi is indeed Li Er's son, although he is only nine years old, he is aware of the importance of this matter.

After receiving Wang Xiang's affirmation, both Li Zhi and Princess Qinghe took a deep breath, with an yield of [-] shi per mu, it was so right to come today!

"In this way, these potatoes are really auspicious." Princess Qinghe said with a hint of disbelief.

Li Zhi nodded his head and said happily: "With this auspiciousness, it is not empty words that there will be no famine in Tang Dynasty ever since!"

Li Zhi seemed to be very excited after learning about the amazing production of potatoes, and even drank more wine due to this excitement.

Erguotou is not a low-alcohol wine in the Tang Dynasty. After a meal, no one is sober except Princess Qinghe, and Cheng Chuliang has long been in a fog.Wang Xiang was also in high spirits. Today he was drinking with the future Emperor Gaozong, and he seemed to have left a good impression, so he was naturally a little complacent.Although Li Zhi didn't drink too much, but he was still a little delirious at a young age, but he was holding on to the two pieces of potatoes he bought from Wang Xiang and muttering in his mouth: "I want to dedicate this auspiciousness to my father." Emperor."

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A major event happened in the palace, and Jin Wang Li Zhi, who is usually the most well-behaved and obedient, was actually drunk. This is a major event.

Li Er has always been very strict with his children, and when he heard that Li Zhi was drunk, he still couldn't believe it, and after repeated confirmation, he immediately flew into a rage.

"Where did King Jin go today?"

"The King of Jin went to Linchuanhou's Mansion with Princess Qinghe today."

"Marquis of Linchuan?" Li Shimin frowned.

A little eunuch below reminded in a low voice: "The fresh vegetables and cloud ears that Princess Qinghe sent to the palace were presented by Wang Zixin of Linchuan Houfu."

Li Shimin remembered it all at once. At dinner, he asked the imperial chef to make a few dishes of fresh vegetables sent by Princess Qinghe and eat them with Empress Changsun. The taste of fresh vegetables this season is really different. I heard Li Zhi talk about the prince's new poem about singing snow, but it is an unforgivable crime to encourage the king of Jin to drink alcohol!

"Where are the King Jin people?"

Just as Li Shimin finished speaking, a eunuch ran in and whispered, "His Royal Highness Prince Jin is here."

Li Shimin said angrily with a dark face: "You really have a lot of skills. What are you doing here if you are drunk and don't take a good rest? Why don't you come here to plead guilty!"

"His Royal Highness Jin Wang said that there is auspiciousness to be dedicated to His Majesty."

Li Shimin became even more angry when he heard the words, it was wrong to be drunk, and he still thought of using auspiciousness to fool him, Wang Zixin had another crime in his heart.

"Father! Father!" Li Zhi rushed into the hall with a flushed face, and Li Shimin could smell the strong smell of alcohol as soon as he opened his mouth.

"King Jin is drinking happily today?"

Li Zhi was so dazed that he didn't notice Li Shimin's dark face, he grinned and said, "Happy."

Li Shimin suppressed his anger and said lightly: "I heard that you have auspiciousness to dedicate to Father?"

Hearing this, Li Zhi took out two pieces of potatoes from his arms and smiled foolishly.

"Auspicious, auspicious..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fell asleep, and the two ugly potatoes rolled to Li Shimin's feet.

Li Shimin slapped the dragon chair and said angrily: "Princess Xuanqinghe enters the palace!"

As soon as the little eunuch heard it, he knew that Li Shimin must be extremely angry, otherwise he would not have announced Princess Qinghe to enter the palace at this time, that Wang Zixin was really miserable this time.

(End of this chapter)