Datang: Rebirth of Li Chengqian, the beginning of the treason interrogation

Chapter 32 The Time Traveler's Golden Fingers
On the streets of Chang'an, people were bustling and noisy, and guests from all over the world were coming in like a tide.

The air is filled with the aroma of delicious food, making people salivate, as if they were at a grand banquet.

Envoys and merchants from various countries came from far away just to see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

Some envoys even carried out important missions and came to meet the Heavenly Khan to express their submission to him.

The tall buildings rise from the ground, magnificent and magnificent, each of which shows the spirit and strength of a great country. These buildings are not only landmarks of Chang'an, but also symbols of national prosperity.

Melodious music echoed in the air, and poetry recitations came one after another, full of cultural atmosphere.

All of this demonstrates the Tang Dynasty's powerful national strength and profound cultural heritage, shocking countless people.

"Brother, the fine wine of Zuilaiju is one of the best. It is as good as the fine wine in the palace. It is the property of Duke Zhao."

Cheng Chumo said in a low voice.

The Duke of Zhao was the Right Prime Minister Changsun Wuji. In Chang'an, every inch of land was worth a lot of money. All the high-ranking officials in the court had workshops, and Li Chengqian also had several.

This is one of the main sources of income besides silver supply, and is the lifeblood of many dignitaries.

"It's a rare opportunity, let's go in and make some wine, wouldn't it be fun?"

Li Zhenhan's alcohol addiction was also aroused. The standard behavior of the second generation of officials and rich people is wine tasting and visiting brothels.

If you lack any one of them, you cannot fit into this circle. Literati call it elegance.

"Gentlemen, do you want to taste wine or have some romantic moments?"

A beautiful woman came over, twisting her charming waist, her clothes were extremely revealing, which instantly aroused people's appetite.

How much income can you get just by selling alcohol? Just like, can so many people be interested in massage?
"Our Mr. Li is a famous poet. I heard that you have a new top star in Zui Lai Ju, and he is quite good. Ask him to come over and make some wine for our great poet Li."

Cheng Chumo chuckled, looking like a fish in water, his eyes glancing around.

"I'm afraid you come here often. This is a place of elegance. It depends on whether the great poet Li can persuade our top star with his poem."

The beautiful woman took a look at Li Chengqian, just a cripple, and couldn't help shaking her head, even showing an expression of disgust. She shook the handkerchief in her hand, as if she was driving away something.

The so-called top brand is just a marketing tool that makes all the major writers scramble for it.

Those who can come here to drink are naturally not ordinary people.

"Let's cook wine!"

Li Chengqian went upstairs, limping, which attracted a lot of attention.

"Did I see it wrong?"

In a side room, a scholar put down the cup in his hand with a look of shock on his face.

"Brother Lu, don't be distracted. If there is a girl you like, I will take care of her. Tell me, what is the last poem written by the prince?"

"I seemed to have seen the prince just now, but the distance was too far, so I couldn't see it clearly. Maybe my eyes were blurry."

"It must be. Who is the prince? How could a dragon from the nine heavens come to such a filthy place?"

There were no big-character posters in the Tang Dynasty, and the spread of poetry mostly took place at drinking parties. Although it had been a while since Li Chengqian wrote the poem, some literati were still unaware of it.

"How much does this wine cost?" Li Chengqian raised the glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp. It tasted sweet in his throat, more like the sweet wine he had tasted in later generations.

The alcohol content is very low, comparable to beer, but it is already a rare good wine.

"A pound of this kind of wine costs 500 coins!" Cheng Chumo drank several cups in a row and said indifferently. "It's really expensive!" Li Chengqian's thoughts were in a mess.

"It's worth the money. There are cheap ones too, like the green wine and yellow wine, which are only over 100 yuan per pound."

For the families of founding heroes like Cheng Chumo, it is certainly not expensive.

Due to the influence of productivity, the wine brewed in the Tang Dynasty was all turbid wine. The wine served on the table now is all clear wine after filtering.

According to the quality, it is divided into: green wine, yellow wine, red wine and amber wine, with amber wine being the best and green wine being the second worst.

"That's because you haven't tasted better wine." Li Chengqian couldn't hold his liquor well, so he didn't drink it for long and just treated it as a drink.

"That's for sure. What kind of wine is big brother drinking? It must be the best one." Cheng Chumo didn't care. They were all tribute wines, how could they be bad?

"After a while, I'll ask you to taste what wine is."

Li Chengqian said, isn't brewing wine the golden finger of time travelers?

Not long after, several people left the restaurant. Li Chengqian did not gain nothing from this trip. He learned about the prices of things. Even the original owner had been in the palace for a long time and was not clear about the prices.

When they returned to the East Palace, it was already dark, but Li Chengqian still summoned Wang Xiao immediately.

"Commander Wang, are there any craftsmen among the bad guys?"

"Your Highness, there were originally several craftsmen among the Bad Men, but now that we have to wage war against Goguryeo, they have all been transferred back to the Ministry of Works." Wang Xiao replied with a salute.

In ancient times, craftsmen such as artisans were also registered by the court, and their comings and goings were recorded. This was not only for the convenience of transfer, but also for monitoring major events such as rebellion.

They are considered semi-staff and are extremely hard to find in the market, especially blacksmiths.

"Then go to the Ministry of Industry and ask for a few craftsmen to come over."

Li Chengqian said again that he had now escaped the charge of treason and it was time for him to develop his own power.

"Yes! Also, His Highness asked us to find out Sun Simiao's whereabouts, and the Bad People have already found him."

Wang Xiao replied that the methods of investigation by all kinds of people are very fast and they can find corners that the government cannot see.

"Where is he?" Li Chengqian shouted. Sun Simiao was not just the King of Medicine, he also carried a prescription that could change the times - gunpowder.

Although Li Chengqian also knew the formula of one nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal, how were these three items purified?

He needs to explore slowly. If he can find out, it will definitely be a great improvement in the research of gunpowder.

Gunpowder originated in the Tang Dynasty, was used in the Song Dynasty, and flourished in the Ming Dynasty.

"In Xuzhou, there was a flood last autumn, and now there is an outbreak of plague. Sun Simiao is leading his disciples in treating the victims." General Wang Xiao told all the information he had found out.

"Okay! I already know about it. Also, after you go down, order the bad guys to collect saltpeter and sulfur. The more the better." Li Chengqian nodded and ordered.

"Yes!" Then Wang Xiao stood up and left.

"Your Highness, the medicine has been boiled."

Not long after, Su came in with the medicine, her face flushed and radiant. She had been nourished a lot in the past few days, just like a ripe red apple, tempting people to take a bite.

"There is ample time!"

Li Chengqian suppressed his restlessness and drank the prescribed medicine in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)