There is a big round table of yellow rosewood in the living room of Cheng's family. Five or six people are drinking porridge around the table. It smells like millet porridge. This thing calms the nerves and nourishes the stomach. It is most suitable for drinking after drinking.
Jiang Junsheng, who was immersed in the porridge, looked up and saw Qin Lei at the door. He couldn't help but picked up the spoon and pointed to the empty seat opposite, and said, "Brother Qin, have porridge, this porridge is good and taste it."
In fact, it is not necessary for Jiang Junsheng to say that Qin Lei came here to drink porridge. This is almost normal in the Cheng family. Every time he gets drunk at his house, he will cook a pot of porridge the next morning to entertain everyone.
Qin Lei took a bowl of porridge and scooped himself a bowl of porridge. He sat down and pointed to Shi Jin, who was lying on the chair alone and pretending to be dead, and asked, "What's the matter with that guy?"
Jiang Junsheng smiled and said, "I drank too much last night and I haven't gotten angry yet!"
Qin Lei smiled and said, "Isn't that guy quite drunk? Every time he drinks alcohol, that guy calls him the most fierce."
Jiang Junsheng smiled and said: "Yesterday you didn't see it. You met someone who was more drunk, and he was still a young man. There is no reason to not be drunk."
Qin Lei chuckled and drank porridge.
Jiang Junsheng went on to say: "Yesterday I thought you would take advantage of the victory to chase and drink with that kid! Why didn't you let it go?"
Qin Lei said, "What do you think? Do you think that kid looked like he was drunk yesterday? If you really want to drink with him, it will become a matter of good or bad. He is not the only one lying there this morning. Up."
Jiang Junsheng smiled slightly and asked, "Is there really a thousand people in this world who are not drunk?"
Qin Lei thought for a while and said, "Junsheng, have you heard that this god has a good wine called sweet potato burning?"
Jiang Junsheng shook his head: "I lived in the border early, and I can only get back once every Chinese New Year. There are one or two new wines in this god. Where do I know. But listening to the name sweet potato burning, it is too tacky!"
Qin Lei smiled and said, "The name is a bit tacky, but this is indeed a rare wine. I was fortunate enough to taste a cup at Su Ji's, but one cup made me drunk."
"Drunk in one cup? Old Qin, are you sure you are not drinking poison?"
"If it is poison, your majesty would have been poisoned to death long ago."
Jiang Junsheng pondered for a moment, and said, "Old Qin, don't you mean that the kid made this wine?"
Before Qin Lei spoke, an old man named Su Hong next to him answered: "Brother Qin, are you saying that the famous sweet potato roast was made by the kid yesterday?"
Qin Lei laughed: "How come Brother Su also tasted it?"
Su Hong stretched out a finger and sighed: "Master Xia, his old man is also stingy, so he gave me a sip, but the wine is really energetic. The mouth is hot like a knife, but after he enters his belly, he calls again. The whole body is warm and comfortable, and I feel that the whole person suddenly seems to be a lot younger.
By the way, isn't that kid the closed disciple of Master Xia's old man? It is natural for this apprentice to honor the master. I think your kid is more familiar. Can you make me an altar? Not only a pot, don't worry, I can't do without you. "
Qin Lei said: "You all don’t know that the so-called sweet potato brewing is sweet potato, which was originally tied overseas to pay tribute to your majesty. Later, after eating it, your majesty learned the taste and gave it to the good-mouthed Xia Shidang After the snacks were early adopters, somehow the kid got a glimpse of the secret of it, and the last few sweet potatoes were taken from Master Xia and transplanted to his cottage.
So now for several times throughout Da Zhou, this sweet potato is only available in that kid’s cottage, and the output will not be too high. The sweet potato brewed with sweet potatoes is even rarer.
Brother Su wants to ask me to find that kid to sell a pot of sweet potato burning. It's not that Qin is unwilling to help, but that this thing is not available at all at this time. "
Su Hong seemed to have known this result a long time ago, and said with a smile: "This is no problem, but this sweet potato roast is very popular now. When the kid transports the sweet potato roast from Yuzhou to Shendu, it must be long ago. After being divided up and cleaned up, where can we have anything to do
But Brother Qin is different! So Brother Qin, your defense zone is close to Yuzhou. As the saying goes, you can get the first month from the water. You have a natural advantage when it comes to buying wine! At that time, I will not just have one more pot. Of course, it would be great if there was a pot. "
Qin Lei nodded and said, "In this case, then... (End of this chapter)