Chapter 1805
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"Feng Zi, come quickly. We've been waiting for your good wine."
Cheng Chumo looked at the wine bottle and was a little impatient.
"Coming, coming."
Zhang Feng carried the wine bottle to the side of the crowd and opened the lid. In an instant, the fragrance of food gushed out.
"Come, come, come. Pour."
Cheng Chumo let out a silly laugh and raised the wine bowl high up in the air.
Zhangsun Chong and Du Gou were also drooling as they waited for the wine in Zhang Feng's hands.
Since they had already taken it out, Zhang Feng was not stingy and filled everyone's cup.
Seeing that the wine bowl in his hand was full, Cheng Chumo could no longer suppress the alcohol worm in his stomach and drank half the bowl in one gulp. Instantly, he felt a surge of heat in his throat and the fragrance of the food stimulated every taste buds.
"Ah …"
"Feng Zi, this wine of yours is really good."
Du Gou looked at the wine bowl in his hand and could not help but praise.
"Of course!"
Zhang Feng's lips curled into a proud smile. He then glanced at the crowd and said, "Don't just drink. Hurry up and eat."
He knew that these guys were all drunkards. It was as if they could not fill their stomachs. If they continued to drink like this, his wine would run out sooner or later. He had to quickly ask them to eat. Once they were full, they would naturally drink less.
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's eat and drink."
Du Gou picked up a plate and poured it into the hotpot.
Zhangsun Chong did not want to be left behind. He poured all the food he brought back into the hotpot. At this moment, the hotpot was boiling happily. Waves of smoke rose into the air, mixed with the fragrance of the braised meat and vegetables. The entire room seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. The fragrance lingered and constantly attacked the taste buds of the four people.
"The food is cooked. Hurry up and eat."
Zhang Feng picked up his chopsticks and did not wait for the others to eat first.
When the other three saw this, they quickly picked up their chopsticks and stirred in the pot.
"Iron Bull, how's the textile factory?"
Zhang Feng picked up a piece of braised meat and placed it in his bowl to dry. He then glanced at Cheng Chumo who was about to drink.
"Textile factory?"
Cheng Chumo put down his wine bowl and smiled. His face was full of pride: "It's not that I want to brag, but now the textile factory is doing very well. Almost all the merchants in the whole country are coming to our textile factory to order."
"Will you die if you stop bragging?"
Zhang Feng put the braised meat into his mouth and rolled his eyes at Cheng Chumo.
"Hey, if you don't believe me, let the worm tell you."
Cheng Chumo was a little unconvinced. He glanced at Zhangsun.
Zhangsun naturally understood. He put down the bowl in his hand and looked at Zhang Feng with his two nostrils. "Feng Zi, our textile factory is now the largest in Chang 'an. Almost all the cloth in Chang' an is supplied by us."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng was stunned.
He did not expect that when he handed over the textile factory to these guys, they could still do such a big thing.
It seems that I don't have to worry about the silk anymore.
"Hey, brothers, can you guys help me get some silk?"
Zhang Feng raised his wine bowl to the three of them with a smile on his face.
There was no other way. When asking for help, one had to offer a toast.
"Feng Zi, what do you want silk for?"
Cheng Chumo picked up his wine bowl and was a little puzzled.
Generally, silk was used to make clothes or handkerchiefs for wealthy families. Moreover, clothes were made in professional workshops. If one made it himself, it would destroy the goods.
"Didn't the research institute come up with something new recently?"
Zhang Feng took a sip, then put down his wine bowl and looked at everyone: "I'm looking for experimental materials and found that many things are not suitable, so I want to try silk."
"What the hell is that thing? Why don't you tell us? "
Du Gou put down his wine bowl with a look of curiosity.
The others also looked at Zhang Feng curiously. They usually stayed in the textile factory and were bored out of their wits. Now that there was something new, how could they not be interested?
Seeing the curious look on everyone's face, Zhang Feng smiled proudly and deliberately coughed twice, put on the look of an expert, and glanced at everyone: "Ahem, this, I shouldn't tell you guys, but seeing that you guys are humbly asking for advice, I will reluctantly tell you guys."
"Okay, hurry up and say it."
Cheng Chumo was a little impatient. This damn guy knows how to keep people in suspense.
"Why are you so impatient?"
Zhang Feng secretly spat. Seeing that the time was right, he slowly said: "The thing I'm researching this time is called a hot air balloon. Simply put, it uses air and fuel and other things to bring living things up into the sky."
"What the f * ck?"
Cheng Chumo exclaimed. He suddenly jumped up.
He looked at Zhang Feng with a look of horror, his chest rising and falling: "What is so powerful? It can actually lift people up into the sky? "
"Yes, Feng Zi, what do you think this is? Is it so awesome? "
Zhangsun and Du Gou's eyes were wide open, and their faces were red to the neck. It was unknown whether it was the effect of the alcohol or their own excitement.
Zhang Feng was very satisfied with their reaction. He smiled faintly and waved his hand: "Sit down, don't get too excited, this is just a small matter."
"Small matter my ass, if what you said is true, then it's a big deal."
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