In a small tavern.
Fang Xuanling could no longer sit still.
But when he saw Zhang Feng leisurely cooking in the kitchen, he anxiously drank the wine. After taking a sip, he glanced at it. But in the end, he sighed and drank another bowl of wine.
It was as if he wanted to get drunk and drown his sorrows in alcohol.
Zhang Feng was still there, slowly cooking. When Fang Xuanling could no longer sit still, Zhang Feng slowly carried three plates of braised food and a pot of braised pig trotters.
"Brother Zhang Feng, don't be so busy. Tell me, what method do you have to make this wheat grow?"
How could Fang Xuanling hold back?
He grabbed Zhang Feng's hand, who was about to get up to get the wine, and pressed him back into the chair.
Zhang Feng said speechlessly, "Actually, it's not that there's no way. It's very simple."
As he spoke, Zhang Feng pointed to Fang Xuanling's wine bowl and said, "What do you think of this wine?"
"Why are we talking about wine again? We're talking about this wheat! "
"That's right. Now we're talking about the wine. This wine is actually made from grains. Do you know that?"
Fang Xuanling was stunned for a moment, and then he became excited.
"You're saying that this thing can be used to make wine?"
In an instant, Fang Xuanling looked as if he had found his savior. He stared at Zhang Feng with burning eyes.
If this useless thing, which even pigs wouldn't eat, could be used to make wine, then this disaster would no longer be a disaster …
However, he had asked many people, and they all said that this thing could only be used as fertilizer. He had even asked the winemaker in the palace, and the winemaker had almost become anxious.
How could this thing be used to make wine?
If it was made into wine, wouldn't it kill people?
Even if it was made into wine, it would be poisonous wine that couldn't be drunk!
At first, when Zhang Feng said that this matter was very simple, he thought that Zhang Feng was joking. However, when Zhang Feng said this, he instantly understood.
It was indeed impossible to give this thing to others, but to give it to Zhang Feng?
After all, the wine he made was something that no one else in the world could replicate. Besides him, no one else could make this thing.
Fang Xuanling couldn't help but become excited again.
However, Zhang Feng shook his hand away with extreme disdain. Then, he slowly got up and took a jar of wine with the lowest alcohol content from the wine cabinet. He said, "Old Fang, I know that among these people, you are the most practical. Lao Li is good at strategizing, and Old Sun is a diplomatic expert. He's not good at managing the industry, and Old Wei can only manage the internal discipline of the industry."
"In this place, only you and Old Du are people who do things. As for that Old Chen, he's just an iron fool. Let's not talk about him. If there was no other choice, I know that you would definitely not be so anxious. To be able to be so anxious right now, it means that you've definitely encountered an enormous difficulty."
"However, don't panic when you encounter something. Let's take it slow!"
"How can I not panic?"
Fang Xuanling sighed.
Although Zhang Feng inadvertently told him the relationship between these people and even flattered him, it was really useless for him now.
Now, not only did he have to solve this problem, but he also had to solve it before the Emperor knew about it.
Fang Xuanling couldn't help but ask again, "Brother Zhang Feng, are you really sure about this matter? I have asked many winemakers about this, and there is no lack of top winemakers among them. However, even Lord Zhangsun thinks that this matter can't be solved. Don't joke about this matter! "
"What the … You think I'm joking? You actually said that I, Zhang Feng, am joking? "
Zhang Feng pointed at his own nose and said in disbelief, "When have I, Zhang Feng, ever joked? Let me tell you, this thing can not only make wine, but it can also make good wine! Believe it or not, once this thing is brewed, I can guarantee that it will be popular throughout the Tang Dynasty, and even the whole world! "
"Not only that, I am not going to cooperate with you this time. Lao Tzu will do it himself! Let's see what you can do! "
Zhang Feng was also angry.
How dare he question Lao Tzu?
How could he tolerate this?
"Old Fang, I don't know if you are trying to provoke me or what, but I definitely won't joke about this matter with you. You have to know that I, Zhang Feng, am a man of my word. If you give this malt to someone else, it can really be considered a waste, even if they have superb winemaking skills. However, if you give it to me, it's different. Let's use this wine with the lowest alcohol content as an example!"
"The thing I am going to make now will definitely have a much lower alcohol content than the current wine. Moreover, this thing is not only low in alcohol content. You still remember the barbecue, right?"
"If it is paired with barbecue, it will be awesome! Especially in this hot summer, when the crops are destroyed and the people's wallets are full. This thing will be another industry to pay attention to and stimulate the economy! Believe it or not, as long as my first winemaking experiment is successful, even a child or a woman who can't drink will like this thing! "
"This … Is there really such a wine?"
Fang Xuanling was shocked and hurriedly asked.
"Before me, there definitely wasn't such a thing. However, when I, Zhang Feng, am here, this thing is a must!"
"What wine is this? Fermented glutinous rice? "
"Motherf * cker, would I make fermented glutinous rice for you??? You are insulting me! "
"I am talking about beer! Beer! Beer that can stimulate the appetite and strengthen the spleen! "
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