Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

Although the status of slaves is low, they are more reassuring to use.After all, their deeds of selling themselves are all in their own hands, and they can decide whether they live or die. Maybe this kind of person is not loyal, but they dare not betray easily.

The process of brewing wine is not complicated. After a day of experimentation, Beichen made the first barrel of distilled wine in the Warring States Period.

After tasting it for a while, I frowned slightly. Although it was made, the taste was not good. It was spicy but not mellow, and it was easy to drink. If it was placed in later generations, it would definitely belong to that kind of inferior wine.

But it doesn't matter, although this wine is not good in other aspects, it is strong enough, and it is much more exciting than other wines in this era.For those who love to drink should have no small appeal.

After arranging everything, wait until tomorrow to open.

But at this moment, he thought of a problem, the new restaurant can't still carry the original banner when it opens, it should be given a name for his own restaurant.

When it comes to wine, the first word he thinks of is "drunk". As for the second word...

After thinking about it, I decided to use the word "Miao".As the saying goes, the mystery is the mystery, the door of all wonders.As a member of the Taoist family, it is natural to have some Taoist rhyme when getting a name.

Ever since, the name of the restaurant was decided, and it was called "Zui Miao Lou"!

As for this wine, it is called "Drunk Breeze".

In the early morning of the second day, a restaurant named Zuimiaolou opened like this. There was no publicity with gongs and drums, but two banners were hung under the plaque of the restaurant, which read:

Restaurant opening free tasting

All drinks are half price

Because the restaurant is directly opposite Zilanxuan, the business has been bad and few people patronize.

But no matter what time it is, people are always very interested in free things, and the first customer came to the store half an hour after it opened.

It was a neatly dressed middle-aged man. After entering the door, he saw a long table with neatly arranged wine glasses filled with wine.

There is also a young man sitting behind the table, holding a booklet in his hand and reading.This person is Beichen.

Seeing a guest coming, Bei Chen put down the slip of paper and said with a smile, "Would you like a drink?"

Hearing this, the visitor asked, "Don't you want money?"

"Each guest gets a free tasting."

Hearing that it was indeed free of charge, the man's eyes lit up, then he looked at the wine in the glass, and said with a smile, "I'm talking about the shopkeeper, your glass of wine is too little, I'm afraid you can't taste anything." Taste!" Although he said so, his hand didn't stop, he picked up a glass of wine and poured it into his stomach.

He originally had a fairly good capacity for alcohol, but he stopped immediately after drinking half a glass, and coughed twice, as if he had been choked.

"Boss, shopkeeper, what kind of wine is this, why is it so offensive, and so spicy!" the man asked after a moment of relief.

"This is real spirits. I need to taste it slowly. For those who are not used to this kind of taste, it's best not to drink too much at once." Bei Chen replied with a smile.

The former made some adjustments and made some preparations, then took a sip from his glass again.

After swallowing, he breathed out a mouthful of alcohol, and then smacked his lips, as if reminiscing.

A smile gradually appeared on his face: "Shopkeeper, your wine is really strong, if it suits my appetite, give me a jar!"

Hearing this, Bei Chen raised his hand and pointed to the wine rack beside him.

The man looked in the direction of Beichen's finger, and saw small wine jars placed on wooden wine racks.

There is also a wooden sign hanging above the wine rack, which reads: half price of fifty baht per bottle.

Seeing this, the man's expression changed, and he yelled at Beichen: "Shopkeeper, you marked it right, such a small pot of wine costs fifty baht, which is almost enough for me to buy half a bushel of food!"

"And you're half price!"

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Seeing the other party's agitated expression, Bei Chen said, "Good wine has different values ​​in the eyes of different people. For those who don't like drinking, no matter how good the wine is, it can't quench their thirst like a puddle of clear water. For those who taste the taste of the things in this glass, finding the wine that suits them is worth a thousand dollars. I think the guests are also people in the wine industry. I think the good wine here is more attractive than the half-dough grain in your heart. Bar?"

After hearing these words, the man's mood also eased. In his eyes, the real good wine is the treasure. It is true that some money can't match it, but he still feels a little bit reluctant when he thinks of the exaggerated price. He opened his mouth and asked: "Boss, can't your wine be cheaper? This price is even more expensive than Zilanxuan's fine wine!"

"In your mind, how does Zilanxuan's wine compare to my Qingfengzui?" Beichen didn't answer the other party's words, but threw out another question.

"This..." The man's expression paused, but he didn't finish his sentence.

After a comparison, he could feel the difference between the two wines. Zilanxuan's wine was delicious, but it was far less impressive than Qingfengzui. The stimulation of Tianling Gai is unmatched by other wines. If he was asked to choose between the two, he would choose Zui Qingfeng without hesitation.

After thinking about it for a while, the man gritted his teeth and said proudly, "Give me an altar!"

Bei Chen smiled slightly, then greeted the guy next to him, brought a jug of wine, and handed it to the man.

The latter quickly took it, and then hugged it in his arms like a baby bump, and then took out the money bag with some pain, intending to pay.

But at this moment, Bei Chen suddenly said: "Mr. is my first guest since the opening of Zuimiaolou, so let me treat this altar of wine!"

Hearing this, the man suddenly showed surprise on his face: "Really?"

"Really." Beichen nodded.

"The shopkeeper is so cool, if that's the case, thank you very much, next time I will definitely bring more friends over!"

"Then I look forward to coming back next time. Just to remind you, the drinks in Zuimiaolou will be half price within three days of opening, and the original price will be restored after three days." Bei Chen said flatly.

The man who was still smiling at first turned bitter when he heard this: "There are only three days? That is to say, after three days, such a small jar of wine will cost one hundred baht..."

He smacked his lips, and said with emotion: "Boss, your wine, people without any family background really can't afford it!"

"You get what you pay for, after all, I also need money here."

The man nodded slightly: "That's right." Then he looked at Beichen and said, "Boss, I won't delay your fortune. I have to go back and taste this wine!"