This tavern looks like business is booming.

There were two or three small tables inside, placed unevenly in the house, surrounded by four or five benches, all of which were full of people sitting, and the wine was filled with wine.

Some people at the table were obviously a group of people who drank and ate food around the table. Several strangers also made wine and were playing tables. They even started to share wine and food at the greeting room. Some people in different clothes were sitting at the table facing the small plate, drinking alone, which was quite interesting.

Some people were holding wine and leaning against the counter where the shopkeeper was drinking on their own, while others were holding a few peanuts and chewing them, counting them and eating them one by one.

At the entrance of the tavern, there were several thick men with barefoot barefoot holding thick porcelain bowls and drinking them carefully and quickly.

From time to time, someone comes in to make wine, from time to time, someone wipes his mouth, handes the cup and bowl to the shopkeeper, and then picks up the tools beside him and starts to make a living again.

Fang Chang gently stepped into the threshold and walked in front of the counter.

At the small table next to it, except for the same group of people talking in a low voice, most of the rest were drinking and eating. It was rare to persuade them to drink, making the shop not noisy.

After looking at it, most of the wine and dishes sold here are braised products, including pork, cow and sheep, meat, mouth strips, hooves, ears, etc., and a large pot of stew was stewed at different prices. They were taken as they were ordered, and then they were finely cut and served on the table.

Then there are traditional peanuts, dried tofu, broad beans, skin jelly, etc., which are all simple and quick to serve without cooking.

However, there are still a few people who can sit around the table and drink and eat. Most of them just serve wine, have to serve some peanuts, or lean against the counter or stand outside the door, and drink carefully.

Some people also ask for the worst wine, without any food, and they stand on the spot and drink it all, hoping for a refreshing benefit.

Fang Chang even saw a ragged man standing at the door sucking iron nails and drinking.

"Shopkeeper, what wine is there?"

"Ordinary one penny is a big bowl, better ones are mentioned, medium three-word five-word ones are mentioned, high-quality ten-word ones are mentioned, and the best ones are the small pot of Hundred Flowers brews that came in from Jingzhou City. This one is sold by two. I wonder which type is needed by the customer?"

Fang Chang observed, smelled it, and said to the shopkeeper of the tavern: "Come here for me the best wine, I want to take it away."

The shopkeeper glanced at Fang Chang and asked, "Customer, this store does not provide takeaway utensils. What are you going to use to serve wine?"

“Um…”

Fang Chang suddenly felt that it was a mistake to not bring a bamboo tube down the mountain. He thought for a while and said, "Shopkeeper wait, I'll come."

Then walk out of the tavern quickly.

On both sides of the door outside, there are many small vendors. One of the stalls is wearing a farmer's appearance. There is a broken straw mat in front, with gourds of all sizes on it. They are all round and chubby, which looks very beautiful.

He came to the stall and squatted down and asked the stall owner:

"How do you sell this gourd?"

"The big one is two or one is small, and the small one is planted in your own backyard. I will take it out and exchange it for oil."

"Then I'll do it, not too big or small." Fang Chang said with a smile, and then picked a gourd with a small eye. It was not too big or small, and the skin was still green. It just hung around the waist and could be used as a wine pot.

Seeing that the business came to the door, the simple stall owner quickly said, "It's just a penny for both big and small."

When Fang Chang heard the stall owner say the price reduction, he smiled and said, "No need, I can't let you suffer a loss." So he threw down two copper coins, turned around and left, leaving the stall owner behind him very happy.

I played with the gourd in my hand, took out the little jade knife and gestured, but I always felt that it was not suitable.

He sighed, inserted the knife straight back into the scabbard, and then used his strength to his fingers, pinched the mouth of the gourd, and gently turned the green gourd in his hand.

The sword energy was as thin as silk. It cut the gourd's mouth into the inside and cut the gourd's mouth.

As soon as the transportation capacity is spit out, the seeds and pulp in the gourd are shaken open, and the seeds and pulp that look like melon seeds and the pulp that has become powdery is poured out.

He did not throw away the gourd seeds, but wrapped them with the straw paper that had wrapped the Fuhu cake before and stuffed them into the bag.

Due to the cutting direction, the gourd mouth can be plugged back as a plug, but the wine gourd made in this way is not durable.

First, the gourd is still green and cannot withstand carrying. Second, it has not been boiled or slurried. Good gourds should also be made of cork or horns. If these steps are missing, the wine gourd can only be used temporarily...

"Shopkeeper, help me fill it up."

Back in the tavern, Fang Chang handed over the gourd and said to the shopkeeper of the tavern.

The latter readily agreed: "Okay, please fill the wine with good wine." At the same time, he pulled out the gourd mouth, took out a small funnel and inserted it on it, then pushed open the lid of a waist-length wine jar, picked up the wine pickup, and squeezed three or four times before filling the gourd.

"Customer, just give thirty-five quotas."

Fang Chang nodded, took out the money with ease, then asked for half a foot of straw rope, tied the waist of the gourd, and carried it in his hand to walk out of the tavern.

Looking at the sky opposite, the sun that had already tilted westward to approach the eaves opposite the opposite. He opened the gourd and took a sip.

It's true that wine is good.

It is much better than the bamboo tube I got from Linxi Village.

This is under the jurisdiction of Jingzhou. Generally, small towns buy goods, they should go to the prefecture city or near the prefecture, so they have the means.

The owner of this tavern can go to Beijing farther and get high-end products. He is a person with his own ideas. The good wines and flower wines in the small jars should be prepared for those passing by with higher requirements.

Although not many people will buy it, it cannot be broken and can also improve the level of the tavern.

I guess the wine purchased from the state capital and placed in a small jar will taste better than those in the gourd, but it is definitely not as strong as this.

Fang Chang is not addicted to alcohol. He just takes a meal as he sees it, so he is not picky.

The reason why I don’t buy the other two cheaper ones is because those are mixed with water. If they are not mixed with water, it will be exactly the same as the gourd in his hands now.

Water mixing is an open secret. Everyone knows it, but no one cares about it, because rich people will buy good wine. If they don’t mix water, the expensive wine will make many people unable to afford it. Those who just want to make wine and taste good will be rejected by high consumption.

I took another sip, let the sorghum wine turn around the base of my tongue, and swallowed it gently.

The mellow meaning is nothing but the tip of the tongue, but it looks even thicker.

Not far from the stone road, there is a house that is obviously taller and more luxurious than the surrounding area. It should be where the wealthy families in Huqiao Town live.

Fang Chang wanted to go over and see why the strange things that happened there in the legend.

It was much deserted all the way.

Although it is close to the official road, no one opens a shop near this house, no one sets up stalls on both sides of the gate, and there are even fewer people resting.

Walking nearby, Fang Chang looked up.

But I saw that the aura I had in the upper part of the house was quite fierce, and it seemed that this house was not easy to mess with.

But at the same time, this wisp of energy was unexpected and slightly decayed, and it seemed to be entangled with a faint strange aura between its teeth and claws. The strange aura was ethereal and unstable, and it was rolling and agile, a bit dull, like a monster, and a ghost.
Chapter completed!