Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

When Jiang Laofa came to the periphery of the large crowd under the red silk, the two women who were responsible for giving wine just opened a corner of the red silk and walked out of the restaurant.

Jiang Laofa tried to stand on tiptoe and looked inside, and found that the crowd surrounded by such a large circle of people was not a crowded and messy crowd, but a row of people that looked crooked, but was clearly arranged in the order of arrival. .

He couldn't help being surprised. Although he has been observing the movement here upstairs in his own house these days, he just glanced at it roughly after all, and he never noticed such an orderly queue among such a crowded crowd watching the lively.

"Have you always lined up to get wine here?" Jiang Laofa asked a person next to him.

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know. I only know that those who squeeze ahead will be driven away, and those who are noisy in the line will also be driven away. So in the past two days, everyone consciously lined up in the order in which they came. Up."

Jiang Laofa nodded thoughtfully.

"Are you also here for Erguotou?" The person was obviously also talkative and asked casually.

Old Jiang questioned and said: "Er Guotou?" As soon as the voice fell, he realized that this is mostly the name of the wine, just like the San Le Jiang in his Yi Xiao Lou.

It's really a weird name.

He simply followed the conversation with a smile: "Yes, I want to taste it, but it's a pity that I got up late and didn't get in line."

Unexpectedly, the person next to him shook his head and said, "It's not a pity, you may not be able to drink it in the queue."

"Why? Isn't this restaurant saying that one hundred free drinks are free?" Old Jiang felt his heart beat and said in a subtle tone, "Is it a lie?"

The man smiled and said, "Why? It's just a hundred glasses of wine. The two women donated one without a discount, but you can see for yourself." As he said, he pointed to several people who had received the wine in front of him.

Old Jiang Fai saw that those people were standing aside with their earthenware cups solemnly, and they didn't even mean to give wine to their mouths at all. Someone around had walked up to those people in twos and threes and started talking.

Finally, the person who received the wine gave the wine to someone else, and at the same time received a handful of copper coins from the other person.

"What's going on?" Old Jiang asked suspiciously.

The person next to him smiled and said, "From the day before yesterday, this matter has become a business. After the first person in the line received the wine, they would not drink it by themselves at all, but waited. Asking others to bid to him and selling the wine to others. I heard that a glass of wine was sold yesterday at a high price of fifty cents!"

This is not difficult to understand. The vast majority of people who can get up early to line up at the entrance of the restaurant are poppies who are unemployed. For them, no matter what kind of good wine it is, it doesn't matter to drink more than one drink at all. On the contrary, copper coins are much more important to them.

After all, food to resist hunger and clothing to resist the severe cold can only be bought with copper coins. Chang'an, which is now approaching the end of autumn, can no longer simply be described as "cool", especially in the morning and evening, the wind has a bit of biting meaning. Everyone has to prepare for the winter.

The man continued: "Look at the guys around you, obviously they are all subordinates from big families. They should also come for this Erguotou. But they are rich and in no rush. No matter who gets the wine, they just need to pay more. Money is definitely available. I guess, if necessary, they shouldn't mind using any means other than money."

The tone of the last sentence is a bit subtle. With the expression of the person speaking, Jiang Laofa immediately understood that it meant "to bully others". The two-pronged approach of money and power, at least in the face of these rising opponents, is definitely a big killer in the past.

These understatement of a few words seemed to set off a raging sea in Jiang Laofa's heart.

Are you kidding me?

Isn't it just giving away some wine for free to seduce some customers? Isn't it just asking a few requests to exaggerate the lively atmosphere? How could it become like this? Why even use the threat of power and money? Does the full length Andu seem to be enthusiastic about this wine? This is too unreal, right?

Old Jiang squeezed a smile and said, "Aren't you kidding me? What kind of good wines are those high-ranking officials who haven't drunk? How could they send people here to buy them so eagerly? What's more, this Erguotou should be too. It's not a good wine..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man beside him interrupted him a little uncomfortably, and said, "Do you understand? Do you know what Erguotou tastes? Everyone who has drunk this wine said, "Jiangye" Yuye is probably nothing more than that. What an evaluation is this? How dare you say that Erguotou is not a good wine?"

Lao Fa Jiang wanted to laugh a little, but finally he didn't laugh. He just asked with a wry smile, "Have you ever drank it?"

The man was embarrassed for a moment, snorted, and said angrily: "Naturally not. However, I can smell the taste of this wine. It is definitely a good wine of the first class.

Jiang Laofa was said to be the central issue, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

Indeed, since just now, he has been able to faintly smell a scent of wine, obviously from the Erguotou that the two women are distributing.

As the shopkeeper of Yixiaolou, he who has been dealing with wine all the time can of course easily judge a fact from the smell of wine. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still couldn't deny: this is a good wine. Although the aroma is a little messy, the intensity is definitely better.

Could it be that I have been thinking wrong all the time? This restaurant is not just a fiction, but how true is it? Then you have to be careful.

Elder Jiang released the arrogance in his heart, and became vigilant about the restaurant that hadn't opened for a long time. Looking at the grand occasion of trading wine glasses, he knew that he would definitely not be able to drink the legendary Erguotou today.

Tomorrow, send someone to line up tomorrow. I want to see if this so-called Erguotou is so good.

Jiang Laofa turned around and walked back to Yixiaolou, the feeling of treating other restaurants as a joke in his heart has long since disappeared.

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