Guo Jia of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei was reborn at the beginning to recruit

Chapter 88, The fragrance of wine in the deep alley, the solitary smoke in the desert

"Fengxiao is also proficient in business?"

Liu Bei was a little surprised. After all, as far as he knew, most scholars looked down upon merchants, so Mi Zhu was so reserved when they first met that day.

It is true that Guo Jia is open-minded by nature and does not care about this class distinction, but he is not willing to participate in it, right?

Guo Jia said with a smile: "Jia doesn't know how to do business, but the old immortal is a scholar of heaven and man, and has dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought. When he was under his guidance, he left behind a method of brewing wine."

"I have the honor to taste a sample. The wine is extremely strong and mellow. I believe it will be highly sought after by wine lovers."

The alcohol in this era was generally low-concentration, and once he brought out a high-concentration spirit, ordinary people might not be able to drink it, but if someone who loves wine tastes it, they will definitely be unable to stop.

It's the old fairy again.

Liu Bei was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Which family of hundreds of scholars did the old immortal come from? Why is he so proficient in everything?"

From the military to medicine and winemaking, can one person be proficient in so many things at the same time?

Guo Jia said seriously: "From my perspective, the old immortal should be a master of hundreds of schools of thought. What he left behind has not been fully understood by me to this day."

Zhang Fei's interest was also aroused at this time: "The military master brewed this wine and I must try it to see if the wine is really strong enough."

What a coincidence, Mr. Zhang is a good drinker.

Guo Jia smiled and said: "It's easy to talk, just exchange things for things."

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Zhang Fei immediately understood that what was being exchanged was not money, but an extremely precious medicinal material.

Liu Bei was a little amused when he saw this, but he still reminded him: "Fengxiao, blindly using tonics is not a long-term solution. It will not replenish the weak!"

"Ah? My lord, I am definitely not, not, not..."

"These are words intended to cover up the truth."

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After finalizing the arrangement of the medical team accompanying the army, Guo Jia set off for home, accompanied by Mi Zhu and Zhang Fei.

The former wanted to see the business opportunity that Guo Jia gave him, and the latter also wanted to do it for the alcoholic.

Several people went straight to the backyard, where several workers were busy brewing wine. Zhang Fei and Mi Zhu soon discovered that Guo Jia's way of brewing wine was completely different from what they usually see.

First wash, then steam, then dry, then steam...

Zhang Fei asked doubtfully: "Military advisor, are you making wine or steaming grain?"

Guo Jia ignored him, but looked at Mi Zhu and said solemnly: "Wine is used to make wine. If it is mass-produced on a large scale, it will consume countless grains, so I hope that this wine will only be sold among aristocratic families and the price will be higher."

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"If you ruin people's livelihood in order to make money, you will lose more than you gain."

After speaking, he looked at the steward aside and ordered: "Go and get a jar of finished product."

He had always made plans before taking action. In fact, he had already started making wine when he first came to Bingzhou. However, he was delayed for a few days due to the war, and it was not until a few days ago that he succeeded.

"Yes, Master."

Several people moved into the pavilion and sat around the table.

After a while, the steward brought a jar about the size of a woman's waist and covered with red cloth.

Mi Zhu calmed down and was about to see what the mystery was, but she saw that Zhang Fei had already eagerly opened the red cloth sealing the wine jar.

Hiss~

A pungent smell and aroma of wine hit their faces, and the two of them closed their eyes subconsciously, showing signs of intoxication.

It's not that the wines of this era are not good, but the impact of the strong contrast.

It's like a person who is used to drinking clear soup and suddenly switches to spicy hot pot one day. The contrast is very strong.

For another example, if your virtuous wife at home has a docile nature, and you suddenly take a concubine, this concubine's temperament is like that of a rouge horse, so your feelings will definitely be different.

Regarding this aspect, Liu Bei must have more say, after all, he has experienced the docile Madam Mi and the fierce Gongyao Ji...

Ahem, let’s get down to business.

As soon as Zhang Fei smelled the aroma of the wine, he immediately concluded that it was a rare wine, so he picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

"Wait a minute, Wing De."

Guo Jia hurriedly stopped him. He did not doubt Zhang Fei's ability to drink. However, after all, this high-concentration spirit was different from what the other party drank on a daily basis. Drinking it too quickly might injure his throat and heart.

Zhang Fei glared and said, "The military advisor won't be so stingy, right?"

Mi Zhu also smiled and said: "Every business transaction must first inspect the goods. This is the way of merchants." Obviously he also wanted to try it, but he said it more politely.

Guo Jia solemnly said: "This wine is like a fierce woman. It cannot be drunk overnight. It needs to be tasted carefully."

Zhang Fei burst out laughing when he heard this, but Mi Zhu was a little embarrassed, obviously not used to someone's flirtatious remarks from time to time.

Guo Jia then ordered people to bring wine pots and wine bottles.

The steward [Xu Kun] poured wine for the two of them with his own hands, and then made a "please" gesture.

This old man, who was nearly fifty years old, was the orphan of a soldier who died in the Bingzhou Army. Guo Jia met him by chance, so he recruited him to the government as a steward.

In addition, he also hired maids and servants, a total of ten people.

Apparently Mr. Guo made a lot of money during his last wedding, and his family gradually became more prosperous.

Zhang Fei muttered: "It seems that getting married is a good thing."

Mi Zhu was about to pick up the wine bottle when he heard this and almost fell down. He suddenly thought of a question. Will all the civil servants under the lord follow Guo Jia's example and make money through weddings?

"This wine should not be drunk in full, but should be savored carefully..."

Just as Guo Jia was halfway through his words, he saw that Zhang Fei had already drank the wine in one gulp.

Well!

Zhang Fei burped with a satisfied look on his face, but felt his throat was burning, as if there was a fire burning, and there was a blush on his dark face.

Guo Jia smiled helplessly. It seems that only by experiencing it personally can you remember the lesson.

He was about to pour himself a glass so that the two of them could have a drink, but he saw Xu Kun reaching out to hold down the wine bottle, shaking his head and saying, "My wife said, the head of the family is not allowed to drink alcohol."

Guo Jia said displeased: "Are you teaching me how to behave?"

"It was the head of the family who said at the beginning that all matters in the family would be decided by the two ladies. The old man has always kept this sentence in mind."

Guo Jia looked remorseful. He flew with Bian Yuer that day for Su Meiniang, so he made this promise.

Now I have tasted the bitter fruit.

Guo Jia raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "My family leader suddenly changed his mind."

Xu Kun still shook his head: "The head of the house also said at the beginning that a gentleman's words are hard to follow, and this word will never be changed. Even if the head of the house fires my old man, I will not forget this sentence."

From the first time they met, Guo Jia knew that this old stubborn man was stubborn. At that time, he thought that such a stubborn person was the most loyal, and there was no need to worry about his betrayal.

As for dismissal, of course he wouldn't do it. He knew that the old man was thinking about him.

You can't have your cake and eat it too, and you can only choose the same thing between wine and sex.

Better quit the bar!

Seeing this situation, Mi Zhu felt a little happy in his heart, who made this guy think about his family assets again and again.

"Brother Fengxiao, in that case, I drank this wine for you."

After speaking, he picked up the wine bottle, took a sip, and praised: "Good wine, good wine, as strong as Brother Fengxiao said, it will definitely be sought after by nobles."

Guo Jia swallowed hard. He was originally not good at drinking, but due to the influence of this body, he would lose control when he smelled the aroma of wine, as if he had seen a peerless beauty.

At this time, Su Meiniang and Bian Yu'er came with several maids carrying tea and meat. Apparently they heard that a guest was visiting and specially brought dishes to go with the wine.

Guo Jia immediately said seriously: "Madam, a guest is coming. If Jia doesn't have a drink with the guest, wouldn't it be a loss of etiquette?"

Su Meiniang blinked and said softly: "My husband is not in good health, I believe the guests will understand."

Bian Yuer also smiled and said: "Husband, why not drink tea instead of wine."

Zhang Fei nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand. The military advisor has always been in bad shape. My two brothers and sisters, this is for your sake."

Mi Zhu also nodded and said, "You don't have to force yourself to be a filial piety. Yide and I can just accompany each other."

Guo Jia:...Have I offended you?

Little did they know that the two people in front of them had suffered greatly. One had lost all his wealth, while the other had lost most of his wealth.

The two of them drank from noon to evening. They were so drunk that they started talking nonsense.

"Military advisor, I will definitely become the strongest general in the world one day."

"I, Mi Zi Zhong, will definitely surpass Lu Buwei."

Guo Jia: "Yes, yes, you two will definitely get what you want!"

Then he ordered the steward Xu Kun: "Find a few people and carry them to the guest room."

Zhang Fei: "I'm not drunk, I won't be drunk after a thousand cups..."

boom!

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On the endless grassland, a team was marching slowly, heading straight towards the royal court of the Southern Huns.

Fires shot into the sky in the distance, and faint sounds of laughter could be heard.

"who?"

"I am here to pay a visit to the Qiangqu Chanyu on the orders of the Han Dynasty's Bingzhou Mu Liu Envoy."

After clarifying their identity and purpose of coming, Jian Yong's motorcade instantly entered the royal court of the Southern Huns.

In the huge tent, Qiangqu Shanyu took the high seat, and on the left and right were the leaders of the Xiongnu tribes. King Xiutu, who had been beaten away by Lu Bu and Zhang Fei not long ago, was also among them, sitting in the first seat on the left.

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Qiangqu Shanyu looked at Jian Yong who entered the tent and said slowly: "I wonder what the Han envoy is doing here?"

"I have no other purpose for this trip... I'll ask you for your sins!"

Jian Yong had an arrogant look on his face, showing off the elegance of an envoy from a great power.

If it were the Hun Empire at its peak, he would have been dragged down and hacked to death by now.

But now the Southern Xiongnu are declining, and they are worse than the Han Dynasty.

After all, the decline of the Han Dynasty was due to the fact that the leader was weak and the ministers were strong, but the national power still existed. However, the Xiongnu had experienced hundreds of years of attacks by the Han Dynasty, and even the former slaves, the Xianbei people, dared to sit on their necks and shit.

All the nobles in the tent stared angrily, but no one dared to draw their swords.

Because they all know that it is easy to kill a weak envoy, but they will have to face the thunderous fire of the Han Dynasty later, and they are already frightened.

Seeing this situation, King Xiutu couldn't help but feel furious. At the same time, he once again felt what an arduous mission he was shouldering.

This group of nobles had already lost their fighting spirit due to alcohol and sex. They had lost their wolf nature and became like sheep, allowing themselves to be slaughtered.

Only I, and only I, can restore the glory of the Great Huns!

The Chanyu of Qiangqu looked at King Xiutu displeasedly. He knew that this questioning was caused by King Xiutu secretly leading troops to invade the south.

It's just that Xiutu's tribe is so powerful that even though he is a Chanyu, he doesn't dare to accuse him easily, otherwise it may cause turmoil in the entire southern Xiongnu.

Furthermore, King Xiutu had already secretly united with many tribes who were dissatisfied with the Han Dynasty. If they really fought, they might not be able to win.

"The Han envoy has already said that this time it is just a few disobedient generals who led troops south secretly. I will execute them in front of the Han envoy."

This is the consistent practice of the Xiongnu. Whenever something gets serious, they will introduce a few scapegoats. They are now called Hanchen, and the Han court will not go to war because of this, and in the end they can only let it go.

However, Jian Yong did not accept this trick. He came with a mission on this trip.

"This is the first time you have used this excuse?"

"If you, the Shanyu, cannot control the tribe, I, the Emperor of Han, would not mind replacing someone with your position as Shanyu."

Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.

Jian Yong showed it vividly.

Qiangqu Chanyu was so angry that his veins bulged, and he wished he could kill this guy with a knife. However, he was afraid of the Han army, so he resisted.

However, other tribal leaders were very excited when they heard this, including King Xiutu.

Did the Han Dynasty have any intention of replacing Shan Yu?

They seemed to have seen an opportunity to go further, especially King Xiutu. As a man who wanted to restore the glory of the Huns, he knew very well that if he wanted to change the status quo, he must first be in control.

At this time, the young man beside Qiangqu Chanyu spoke.

"What the Han envoy said is wrong. You Han people have a saying, which is called a hundred secrets and a sparse. We, the Xiongnu, have hundreds of thousands of people, how can we cover everything?"

The young man's name is Yu Fuluo, the eldest son of Chanyu of Qiang Qu.

Jian Yong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were people among the Southern Huns who understood Han culture, but that was all.

"There is a sparseness inherent in Baimi. I am afraid that this is the instruction of some people. Otherwise, how can a mere general dare to use troops privately?"

"All in all, if something like this happens again, your position as Shan Yu may not be guaranteed."

"you!"

Yu Fuluo said angrily: "A mere Bingzhou shepherd is probably not qualified to interfere with my position as the Xiongnu Chanyu."

"My lord is not only the shepherd of Bingzhou, but also a clan member of the Han Dynasty. This trip north was ordered by the emperor to deal with the situation in Bingzhou. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

Jian Yong counterattacked unceremoniously, turning a blind eye to the murderous looks of everyone in the tent.

Qiangqu Shanyu took a deep breath, resisted the urge to draw his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Envoy of the Han Dynasty, please go down and rest for a while, I will give you an explanation."

"Shanyu does his own thing."

After Jian Yong finished speaking, he turned around proudly and added another sentence.

"Don't forget to send some Hun beauties to my tent."

However, when he turned around, he found that his back was already wet.

Clang!

Some young people couldn't help but draw their swords, but were held down by the older people on their shoulders.

Killing this person will lead to the death of countless Huns warriors. This is a bloody history.

...Jian Yong came to the tent arranged for him by Qiangqu Shanyu, looked at the flickering candlelight and fell into deep thought.

He just deliberately showed a arrogant attitude, firstly to make people think that he is ignorant, and secondly to observe the situation of the Southern Huns.

Who is pro-Han! Who hates Han people?

Let’s start with those who hate Han.

A four thousand word chapter, who dares to say that I am short?

(End of chapter)