As an orphan maker who has read too much training materials for time travelers, how could Yang Shaofeng and Yang let go of wine? Such a good thing. The birth of highly distilled wine is as simple as sprinkling water.

Then Young Master Yang also followed the one named Yun of the Tang Dynasty and marked the wine in degrees.

Lu... Forget it, change someone this time.

The famous scholar Chu Guan's wife once said that Wu Dalang plays with night owls, and whoever plays with birds.

Yang Shaofeng is Yang Dianma, which is considered to be a person. According to the law of Wuda’s bird playing, it can be obtained that the first dog-legged person under the command of Master Yang, and the dog-legged person is definitely not a good bird.

Several wine jars with twenty-digit signs at the inconspicuous mouth of the jar were placed behind Master Yang and his so-called people, while the wine jar with sixty signs at the jar was placed behind Khali Timur.

Yang Shaofeng changed into a big bowl directly, and left the wine glass. After slapping the mouth of the jar, he poured a full bowl and held the wine bowl and said to Shuli Timur: "I heard that the brothers on the grassland are eagles in the sky and wolf on the ground. They also like to use big bowls when they drink. Today, when Yang saw the brothers of Shuli Timur, he felt that the rumors were not false, so we also gave up the wine glass to come and gave it a big bowl, please!"

The faint fragrance of wine spread out from Yang Shaofeng's gently shaking wine bowl. In addition, the intentional flattery of Master Yang, Tsimur was drunk before drinking it. He also poured a bowl of wine like Master Yang, laughed and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a man like Brother Yang among the Han people, do it!"

The cold light in Yang Shaofeng's eyes flashed and he laughed: "Damn!"

The alcohol content of low-alcohol and high-alcohol wine is different. The former is mostly water, while the latter is mostly alcohol, and the effect after drinking is completely different.

Sali Timur's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He forced himself to burp and said after a while: "Good wine! Drink it in one sip, it's like a steel knife passing through his throat, extremely fierce!"

Yang Shaofeng nodded with a smile and said, "Ha, Brothers Tsimur are really experts! The name of this wine is Shenxianzui, and the other name is Shaodaozi.

By the way, in the opinion of the brothers of Salitemur, can this wine be sold on the grassland?"

Sali Timur was stunned, then laughed and said, "Yes, it's so good. How could such a fine wine have no sales!"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and pointed to the sheep scorpion that had been served on the table and said, "This is a dish I have figured out recently. I can't eat it outside. Brother Caili Timuer has a good taste today."

The whole sheep scorpion showed an attractive red color, the flesh on it was rotten to the point of falling off, and the mouth was even soft and fragrant, which made Sali Timur, who had never tried this way of eating, almost swallowed his tongue.

Yang Shaofeng poured another bowl of wine, picked it up and said with a smile: "How about it, my good brother, is this dish suitable for your appetite?"

Sali Timur nodded wildly: "It's so compatible."

Then, Tsimur got drunk too much, hugged Master Yang and called him dad a few times, then lay down on the table and fell asleep. As for things like opening border markets, they had long been thrown out of the sky.

After calling Gouzi and others to carry Telimur away, Yang Shaofeng turned his head and stared at Beigong Jing and said, "What does Your Majesty and the Dukes in the Court mean when opening the border market together?"

Beigong Jing had just picked up a piece of sheep scorpion, but when he heard this, he had to put it down with regret and said seriously: "Only Your Majesty, the Cabinet Masters, the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of War know about this, but others don't know about it at all."

Yang Shaofeng suspected: "Doesn't the Ministry of Revenue, together with the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Rites, come to take charge of this matter? Why did it be pushed to me? I am a Hanlin official with a sesame seed, who should take me seriously?"

Beigong Jing laughed and said, "All right, they are not outsiders, so we just said it."

After looking at the sheep in the bowl, Beigong Jing continued: "The top scholar had mentioned the pros and cons of tribute. It happened to be the time when Arutai tributes horses and asked to open a border market again. Isn't the emperor remembering you?

Besides, no matter what your official position in Hanlin is, with just one of the top scholars in the six heads, no one dares to underestimate you, nor will the cabinet and the six ministries and departments be."

Well, you might as well say that I am a piece of cake, no one wants to get involved.

After complaining in his heart, Yang Shaofeng said: "Then I am really responsible for this border market?"

Beigong Jing looked at Zhu Zhanji who was gnawing pig's trotters beside him, and said carefully: "His Royal Highness the Prince is also in the capital, right?"

Yang Shaofeng made a sudden sense of consciousness and laughed: "Then you understand. Come on, let's continue eating. It's very troublesome to stew this sheep scorpion. Fortunately, I planned to eat this thing this morning, otherwise I would have to make it up temporarily and it would take time."

Beigong Jing nodded and said, "By the way, what should I do if Caili Timur is? If you throw it on your Yang family village, should we take it back to the city?"

Yang Shaofeng thought about it and said, "After all, it is the official envoy of the Tatars. It is not okay to throw it on the farm. The subsequent negotiations are not suitable for the farm. Instead, it should be carried out in the city. In this way, is it a blessing for the father-in-law?"

Beigong Jing laughed and said, "The 1st Yuan Gong is so polite. To be honest, some of us eunuchs are afraid and some of us dislike them, but no one has ever looked at us with a direct look.

However, the top scholar, the six top scholars, Wenquxing, who was the emperor of the emperor, has never looked down on us and disabled people. He even said that there are heroes among us. Who among us, who do not think of your good deeds?”

After wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Beigong Jing said, "Our family is here today. If any eunuch dares to disrespect you, the ancestors of Wuxin will beat them to death, so that they can't even get a piece of them even if they die!"

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After Beigong Jing left, Master Yang poked Zhu Zhanji who was still eating hard, and snorted coldly: "Eat less, if you continue like this, you will almost become a pig!"

Zhu Zhanji glared at Master Yang and said in a muffled voice: "I find that you are getting more and more courageous, and you don't take me, my brother seriously."

Yang Shaofeng Chun snorted twice and said, "Then you keep eating, eating and drinking well. When you can't walk on the road of fat in the future, you will feel tired if you breathe. When you see the woman you like, you can't regret it slowly."

Zhu Zhanji suddenly shivered, threw down the sheep scorpion he had just picked up in his hand, and said angrily: "You are poisonous, aren't you? You can't say anything?"

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji with disgust and said, "Tell me, what do you think about the border city?"

Zhu Zhanji tore up another chicken wing and snorted: "I think you want to cheat people. But this is your business, don't try to tear me off."

Looking at Zhu Erjiu who suddenly became smart, Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "We are brothers, brothers who are more close than brothers. Besides, you have been with me for so long, and I want to see how much you have learned from me."

Zhu Zhanji said unconvincedly: "Learn how you cheat people, how can you cut off your own straitors and officials?"

Even though he said that, Zhu Zhanji put down the chicken wings that had just chewed two bites of it: "When you asked Telimur about wine just now, I knew you agreed to open a border market.

If you add to the pricing power of tribute that you told me before, then the answer is about to come to mind that you are planning to cheat the Tatars in the matter of opening a border market."

He grabbed another piece of sheep scorpion into his bowl, and Zhu Zhanji pondered again: "If you ask how the dish of Sali Timur tastes, it probably has your purpose. Do you want the Tatars to get sheep scorpion?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "No, this sheep scorpion is delicious, but it is not worth it."

Yang Shaofeng unexpectedly glanced at Zhu Zhanji, wasn't this child stupid?

After pondering for a while, Zhu Zhanji suddenly said, "Yes, you want the Tatars to raise sheep!"

Seeing Yang Shaofeng's expression of encouragement, Zhu Zhanji said confidently: "That's right, that's what you think. As long as the Tatars can make money by raising sheep, there will naturally be fewer people in herders, and then they will get off the horse's back.

Well, yes, you sell the wine to them at a high price, and then use the money they bought the wine to buy their sheep at a low price, and then you sell the sheep to the people of the Ming Dynasty!

After drinking the wine, nothing was left. The sheep gave us, but they still had nothing left. What I paid for was the wine made from grain, and what we harvested was the sheep."

After sighing a few times, Zhu Zhanji said: "It's really a bad life for the Tatars to meet you!"

Yang Shaofeng suddenly smiled and said, "I thought you were so smart, but it turned out that you were still as stupid as you were!"

Zhu Zhanji said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't give me an explanation, I will beat you up today!"

Yang Shaofeng was too lazy to reveal the bragging Zhu Zhanji and snorted coldly: "Then I ask you, what you can see, will Alutai not be able to see? That is the old fox who sold Benyasili. Will he be stupider than you?"

Zhu Zhanji snorted, "If he is not stupid, he will kill Guo Ji and provoke His Majesty to personally fight against the Tatars?"

Yang Shaofeng was too lazy to argue with Zhu Zhanji about the mess here, but instead shook his head and said, "Arutai is not a good match for the old fox. If it were just like this, this old guy would probably attack Mahamu immediately and flee westward."

Zhu Zhanji said: "Then what do you mean?"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Wine cannot be sold cheaply. After all, it is brewed from grain, which is the place where real grain is rich.

The sheep from the Tatar tribe naturally cannot lower the price and buy them. Instead, they should treat them equally. The price given to them is the same as the price given to the people of the Ming Dynasty, and it doesn’t matter if it’s even a few more money.”

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng coldly: "Who will pay the extra penny?"
Chapter completed!