It was just like how in some big shopping malls in the future, there would be a few salesgirls from time to time who would invite you to taste it for free.
In the past five days, Tang Bingjiao had given small bottles of Zhenguan wine to the top 20 customers for the same purpose.
I'll let you know that Zhenguan wine tastes good first! It was very delicious! It was super delicious! The rice wine and fruit wine on the market could not be compared to Zhenguan wine at all!
At the same time, they used hunger marketing methods to strictly control the quantity of Zhenguan wine, so that the vast majority of people could only know how fragrant and strong Zhenguan wine was from other people's vivid descriptions. It made people unable to help but want to try it and see how delicious it was!
Unfortunately, he couldn't drink it!
Therefore, in the past five days, the reputation of Zhenguan wine in Chang 'an City was pushed to the peak step by step by Li Chengqian.
What really made Zhenguan wine the focus of everyone was the fight between Cheng Yaojin and the others!
People didn't think that Cheng Yaojin and the group of state dukes were being rude by fighting in the streets, because their eyes were completely focused on the culprit that caused these state dukes to get drunk-the legendary Zhenguan wine!
What kind of wine could make the dukes fight over it?？
What kind of fine wine could make Minister Cui Lao, who was addicted to alcohol, praise it?？
What kind of wine was it…
The Mid-Autumn Festival finally arrived amidst the chatter of countless people.
For a moment, carriages surged out of Chang 'an City. On the way, one could see a group of talented scholars rushing toward the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Although the Purple Bamboo Forest was huge and Li Chengqian had prepared enough Zhenguan wine and fruit delicacies, not everyone was qualified to participate in this Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet.
For example, those nobles only needed to explain their identity and they could enter the Purple Bamboo Forest without any hindrance. As for those scholars who came to smell wine, they needed to write a poem about wine before they could enter.
As for those wealthy merchants who came for profit, they had to pay a so-called entrance fee of 1,000 strings before they were allowed to enter. Moreover, they could only stay in a fixed small area and could not walk around at will. Otherwise, they would be thrown out by the guards in charge of public security.
In the end, even with such harsh requirements, these merchants still fought to be the first to hand over the money. The merchants who paid first were satisfied and raised their heads to the merchants who were still queuing behind them. Then, under the cold snort of the guards, they entered the Purple Bamboo Forest with a smile.
After all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for these merchants! It was rare for so many noble young masters to gather together. This was a rare opportunity to show their faces in front of the dignitaries!
In just an hour, Li Chengqian had obtained 19,000 strings of copper coins, about two million copper coins!
This was just an appetizer! The real show had yet to begin!
A bright full moon shone in the distant sky. The Purple Bamboo Forest Poetry Festival had officially begun, and the guards had sealed the entrance to the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Then, under everyone's eager gaze, barrels of Zhenguan wine were carried to each long table.
Everyone forced themselves to breathe. They stretched their necks and craned their necks, staring at the large wine barrels with bright eyes.
It was time for Li Chengqian to walk up to the temporary stage from behind the scenes. In his hand was a cylindrical iron instrument that looked strange to others.
Li Chengqian cupped his hands politely at the crowd. He inadvertently glanced at Cheng Yaojin, who was winking at him in a corner below the stage, and was stunned for a moment.
Something's not right? That shouldn't be the case. Did I see wrongly? Why was Old Monster Cheng here? Shouldn't he be with his father and the others? Why would he appear here?
Li Chengqian suddenly realized that the situation was a little out of his expectations.
If his father was drinking and admiring the moon with those old ministers, he would suddenly realize that he was missing a Cheng Yaojin.。。
"That's nothing! Perhaps without Old Demon Cheng, the devil king, Father and the others would have more fun!”
The more Li Chengqian thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. He nodded, then held the iron loudspeaker that the blacksmith had forged and shouted emotionally.
I won't elaborate on the details here. In short, it's all just some polite words.
What holiday blessings, how hard he had worked to organize this poetry meet, how to thank someone for coming, and why he didn't order the guards standing beside the big wine barrel to open it. The people below were so anxious that their eyes were about to turn red.
Initially, Li Chengqian wanted to keep them in suspense and suppress their interest. However, when he noticed the black-faced Cheng Yaojin, who had rolled up his sleeves and was gnashing his teeth at him, he hurriedly announced,"Next, this king will offer the first toast to the Great Tang!”
After he finished speaking, Li Chengqian took a bowl of wine from Xiao Shi's hands. In front of hundreds of pairs of red, wide-open eyes, he poured it on the ground.
What a waste of heavenly resources!
His heart ached!
If I had such a son, I would beat him to death!
Just as everyone was feeling distressed, the guards opened the lids of the wine barrels almost at the same time.
In an instant!
The strong and alluring aroma of wine permeated the entire place!
Hualala!
Everyone took a deep breath.
His face was filled with intoxication!
"Come, everyone, let's toast to the Great Tang!”Li Chengqian shouted.
"Great Tang! The Great Tang! Great Tang!"
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