I opened a spicy hot shop in different time and space

"I'm giving you the conditions because my goods are good." Ye Feng said confidently.

Afterwards, Ye Feng walked to a nearby carriage, stretched out his hand and patted one of the black jars, "General, everyone has some things, but I can guarantee that they don't have some things, only my old man can give them to you." Bring it."

Monkel raised his brows, although he didn't think so on the surface, but he had to admit in his heart that apart from the gold and silver, the things this old Fang brought were really good, especially the high-quality salt here, thin and white , he has never seen.

And tea.

There are loose tea and brick tea.

Although the package has not been opened, you can smell the aroma of tea when you pick it up and smell it.

They cannot do without these things.

There is no shortage of food in their northern Tatar country, especially the royal court has more food.

But the reserves of salt and tea are insufficient.

If he had only these two things on his side, he would have the upper hand in the battle for the throne.

Monkel stared at Ye Feng, watched and watched, those domineering and arrogant people suddenly disappeared without a trace.He also stretched out his hand and patted the jar, smiling generously and kindly, as if Ye Feng was an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, "Old Fang, what's in your jar, sealed so tightly?"

The guards behind him couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.

Even Ali Muzang was stunned.

Maybe I didn't expect that General Monkel still has this side.

But the bodyguard suspected of being General Shen looked at Ye Feng a few more times, but he quickly turned his gaze away without everyone noticing it, no different from other bodyguards, I have to say, This person's cultivation skills are also at home.

Ye Feng also said carelessly like an old friend, "If you can smell it, it proves that there is something wrong with the sealing of this jar, but I can take it apart a little bit, so you can smell it carefully?"

After speaking, Ye Feng put his hand on the seal, and it seemed to outsiders that he had used a lot of strength to open layer after layer.

As the mouth of the jar was opened, a strong and choking aroma of wine, which seemed to be drunk with just one smell, rushed towards the face from the mouth of the jar.

Monkel's eyes widened as soon as the smell came out.Not only did his eyes straighten, but the guards behind him also widened their eyes suddenly.

This is really not an exaggeration.

The quality of the baijiu that Ye Feng brought out is the intoxicating mellowness it has today after many generations of trials and repeated purification and brewing.

There is also the degree of this wine, speaking of the ancient wine is purely brewed wine, but the jars that Ye Feng took are distilled wine.

Now the wine making materials are relatively simple.

Where is it as complicated and varied as later generations.

In terms of drinking, it is actually ancient wine, which does little harm to the human body.

But in terms of texture and taste, he still brought it.

Even the people in the motorcade all looked in Ye Feng's direction.

It is said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

But it turns out that there is really a saying about the fragrance of wine.

A lot of people are doing the same movement and moving their noses.

So, what was the reaction of Monkel, who was closest to the wine jar?

According to General Shen, Monkel is a complete wine bag.

Ye Feng felt that he was also really dedicated to his work.

This man smells to death.

From the first time we met until now, the smell of mutton and alcohol on his body almost didn't make him stumble.

He also endured it.

Then he glanced at Chi Shaoan, his face was calm, without any abnormalities, but he didn't expect that this young man's endurance was also extraordinary.

At this time, Chi Shaoan looked at Ye Feng, with admiration in his eyes that he didn't realize.

This is the type of people he has never come into contact with.

He is different from his grandfather.

It is even more different from my own father.

At this moment, Chi Shao'an didn't even know what words to use to describe such an uncle.

But he knew what language to use to describe Monkel with straight eyes.

This person wished he could plunge in, soak himself in the wine jar and drink his fill.

By this time Monkel had nothing else on his mind.

He had to admit that this truck load was the best he had ever seen.

He thought that salt and tea were enough to make him invincible, but now that he added such fine wine, he would be more sure.

With just such a jar of good wine, he can guarantee that many people will call him brothers and sisters.

Then they added other things, the trick of buying people's hearts, they still learned it from the Nanmanzi, and they had to admit that it was really useful.

For the Taikang people, they never bothered to win their hearts, and they never regarded them as human beings. In their eyes, slaves were pariahs, even inferior to their cattle, sheep and sheepdogs.

Not so with their own people.

If he could win over people from several tribes, his nephew would have a better chance of succeeding to the throne.

However, is there any poison in such fine wine?
Ye Feng picked up a bamboo spoon next to him, and took a bamboo spoon of wine. He politely handed it to Monkel who was standing beside him with a smile.

Then Monkel froze for a moment, his eyes stared at Ye Feng, not knowing whether to answer or not.

Ye Feng patted his forehead with his left hand, pretending to have suddenly realized.

"As for me, I don't know anyone who is familiar with me. I have a clear conscience. There must be no poison in this wine, but other people don't think so. It's my fault that I offend you. , I definitely can’t let you take the first sip, General.”

After saying this, he picked up the bamboo spoon, put it to his lips, and took a sip.

Spirits, the alcohol content is really too high.

Ye Feng didn't dare to drink such high alcohol before.

But his current physical fitness is naturally different from before.

It doesn't matter what the drink tastes like.

But there must be what it should be.

Just like everyone who drinks hard alcohol.

After drinking a bamboo spoon of wine, Ye Feng happily shook his head, smacked his mouth, and let out a long sigh.

Ye Feng saw that Monkel's eyes were straightened again.

I also saw him swallowing saliva non-stop.

The hand that was holding the handle of the knife had already been taken off.

It seemed as if he was going to grab the wine jar.

After Ye Feng finished drinking, he put the bamboo spoon aside, and was about to close the wine jar, but unexpectedly, he was held down by a big hand.

Monkel raised his brows, "Why do I feel like you're bragging? Is it really so delicious? Then let me taste it..."

This person is also used to domineering, before Ye Feng could speak, he pulled him aside casually.

He is not suspicious anymore.

If the team leader dares to drink this wine, then there must be no problem.

Besides, they couldn't leave immediately, if there was a problem, he would tear them into pieces.

Picking up the bamboo spoon and imitating Ye Feng, he also scooped out a spoonful from it. Looking at it, this wine is really too clear, he has never seen such a clear wine.

Say nothing, cheers!