Inside the Drunken Immortal Inn.
The waiter served Wei Zheng two pots of wine and a portion of chicken before retreating.
Wei Zheng looked at the dishes that cost him a month's worth of his salary and swallowed his saliva guiltily. He wasn't like the other officials who had other sources of income other than the salary from the royal court. This was his first time spending so much money on a meal.
As long as he didn't get drunk, he would be able to earn ten strings of coins. Wei Zheng lifted the wine pot and poured himself a cup of wine. The Drunken Immortal had a bright red color and was exceptionally alluring. There was even a slight chill on the surface of the cup.
"This Drunken Immortal Inn sure is extravagant. They even added ice."
Wei Zheng couldn't help but mutter to himself.
One must know that in ancient times, in order to prevent the ice from melting, one had to dig five to ten meters deep. Furthermore, the scale was usually relatively large, costing tens of millions. Generally speaking, only the royal family and wealthy clans could afford it.
After sighing for a moment, Wei Zheng lifted the cup and took a light sniff. In an instant, a rich aroma of wine and fruits assaulted his nose. He couldn't help but close his eyes and immerse himself in the intoxicating aroma.
"Good wine, there's the aroma of Jiannan Roasted Spring in it. However, the aroma is even richer than that of Jiannan Roasted Spring. Coupled with the fragrance of the fruits, the two actually don't clash at all. The person who mixed the wine has a perfect grasp of the situation. He can be considered a master wine mixer."
One could tell whether an expert was a master the moment he spoke. It had to be said that Wei Zheng's research in winemaking had already reached the level of a master. With just a light sniff, he was able to determine the composition of the wine.
"Hiss ~ Sweet, such a sweet wine in the world. To be able to drink such a divine wine in my lifetime, my life has truly not been in vain."
As an old drunkard, what else could attract him more than fine wine? At this moment, Wei Zheng had already forgotten the purpose of his visit and was completely immersed in the Drunken Immortal Inn.
Wei Zheng drank one cup after another while gnawing on the chicken. After a while, the bottle of Drunken Immortal was emptied. It had to be said that Wei Zheng's alcohol tolerance was really good. After drinking more than a catty of Drunken Immortal, he actually didn't collapse. It should be known that the alcohol content of ancient times was generally lower. Generally, those who were used to drinking low-alcohol alcohol would collapse within four or five glasses of strong alcohol like the Immortal Drunken Wine. It was rare to see someone like Wei Zheng who could persist until now.
Even though Wei Zheng hadn't collapsed yet, his consciousness was a little blurry at the moment, and his face was a little red. Looking at him like this, he was probably not far from being drunk.
"Master, let's not drink anymore. You've already drunk too much. When we return, Madam will blame me again."
The coachman who came with Wei Zheng saw that Wei Zheng had drunk a little too much, so he quickly mustered up his courage and went forward to persuade him.
Wei Zheng squinted his eyes and waved his hand unsteadily, "This old man didn't … didn't drink too much. Quickly withdraw for this old man."
With that, he lifted another jug of wine with his trembling right hand and continued to pour wine for himself. It was inevitable that a lot of wine would spill out in the process.
The coachman was so anxious that his face turned red. He wanted to persuade Wei Zheng, but he didn't dare to. He could only come over and help Wei Zheng pour the wine.
When the surrounding diners saw Wei Zheng like this, they secretly shook their heads. They thought that this was another challenger who didn't know his own strength.
Before he drank half of the second jug of wine, Wei Zheng finally couldn't drink anymore. He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Good wine!" Then, he fell to the ground with a thud.
The servant who drove the carriage quickly went forward to help him up, "Master, Master, are you okay? I'll send you home. "
As he spoke, he was about to pull Wei Zheng to the carriage outside.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng suddenly straightened his body, opened his eyes, and shouted, "Bring me more wine. This old man can still drink!"
The servant was about to cry. He quickly said, "Master, there's no more wine. Let's go home quickly. Madam is waiting anxiously."
Wei Zheng ignored him and suddenly pushed the servant away with his arm. He shouted, "Get out of the way, Lai Fu. How dare you not listen to this old man today. Burp ~, eh? This is? "
At this time, he suddenly staggered two steps and walked in front of a diner. He stretched his head forward and his eyes were almost touching the diner's face. The diner was shocked and quickly said, "Brother, what can I do for you?"
Wei Zheng laughed twice and pointed at the diner, "Brother Fang, are you Brother Fang? I remember … I remember that I, Old Wei, still owe you money. Burp ~, Lai Fu, quickly go and pay Brother Fang back! "
The diner quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, brother, you've got the wrong person. My surname is Wang, not Fang. You don't owe me money."
"Who said that? How could I get the wrong person? Burp ~, Lai Fu, did you hear that? Quickly bring the money! "
Wei Zheng patted the diner's shoulder and laughed incoherently.
Lai Fu anxiously said, "Master, you've really got the wrong person. This is not Fang Xiang."
Today, he had already spent ten yuan in the Drunken Immortal Restaurant. If Lai Fu took out more money, he would probably be skinned by his wife when he returned.
Wei Zheng was instantly angry. He grabbed Lai Fu and snatched the money bag at his waist. He took out a handful of money and handed it to the diner, saying,
"The servant at home is not sensible. Brother Fang, please don't blame him. Burp ~, quickly take it."
"Brother, I really can't take this money. You've got the wrong person."
Wei Zheng shouted loudly, "If I tell you to take it, then take it … Burp ~, if you don't take it, then you don't give me, Wei Xuancheng, face. Burp ~, am I, Wei Xuancheng, a villain who owes money and doesn't pay it back?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
"Wei Xuancheng? This person is actually the Left Prime Minister Wei Zheng? "
"Yes, I didn't expect Left Prime Minister Wei to get drunk. Isn't he known as the person with the highest alcohol tolerance in Great Tang?"
"This Left Prime Minister Wei actually likes to give people money when he's drunk? It's really rare. "
"Isn't it? It's the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to give money."
…
It would have been better if Wei Zheng didn't say it. Once he said it, the diner was even more afraid to take his money. People didn't fight with officials. At this time, if there was money to let Wei Zheng leave, the diner would definitely take out two big gold pancakes without hesitation.
Wei Zheng was entangled with the diner for a long time. Finally, he was a little impatient. He directly stuffed the gold pancake into the diner's arms and muttered, "Brother Fang is really not straightforward."
Then he proudly went to another diner and asked, "Brother Yu, it's you. Do I still owe you five strings of money? Lai Fu, quickly give me the money! "
Lai Fu, "…"
Lai Fu didn't have five strings of money on him. At this moment, he wanted to cry. He really wanted to faint from happiness. He felt that if he continued to be like this, he would definitely be driven crazy by Wei Zheng.
…
In the end, Shopkeeper Liu couldn't stand it anymore. He called two servants to help Lai Fu forcibly carry Wei Zheng into the carriage.
After this farce, he finally became a laughing stock. He was afraid that when Wei Zheng woke up tomorrow, he would find that he was already famous in Chang 'an.
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