Chapter 472 Do it!

"Lord Zuo Ling is taking a lunch break. Da Guanling, what can you do for me? I'll let you report the little one." The little soldier nodded and smiled at Na Dachun.

"Damn it, take a lunch break. You must be wrapped in the quilt with that old hairy woman again, right?" Da Chun scolded jealously and jealously. Why don't you get in and tell Lord Zuo Ling that Boss Liang, who came last time, came and brought a big customer. If it spreads slowly, you boy, wait to be kicked!"

After a while, Enkebu, who was rolling on the pit with the fat Russian woman with fat buttocks, heard the trembling message of the soldier outside the door, and roared between his eyebrows. He accelerated and finally finished the matter. He was refreshed, but the Russian woman under him looked The resentment was frequently reported in his mouth. Maybe it was a bad scolding, which made Enkebu gasp, but slap her fat and white buttocks. He reluctantly took out a few more, which made the woman laugh, and then he laughed and scolded. You bitch, let's see how I deal with you at night!"

Wipe the sweat on his forehead and scolded the soldier who was waiting for a reply outside: "Go over and tell Dachun that boy that I will come and let him serve Boss Liang. If he neglects, I will skin him!"

The soldiers outside the door responded and ran away. Enkebu stood up from the warm pit, and his fur slipped off his body, revealing a strong figure. His body was hairy, coupled with his ferocious ugly face, like a bear doing evil in the mountain forest.

"Boss Liang, is that the southerner who gave you beautiful silk last time?" The Russian woman grabbed the animal skin to cover the turbulent Botao on her chest, with a surprised face.

"Who else can I have besides him? I'm a good guy. He's generous. I don't know what good things I have brought to me this time." Enkebu was dressed in his clothes and said with a smile.

"It's better to use silk, or that kind of beautiful porcelain, honey, look at the shabby guys I've asked me to use, which are not much better than our Russian pottery..." The Russian woman blinked her light brown eyes and moved her body to the side of Enkebu, who was sitting in his clothes and trousers.

"Okay, mother, you little mother, you know you want it late... Damn, fortunately, I eat wild mountain ginseng and bear palms every day, otherwise I really can't support this fox spirit." Enkebu stretched out his hand and rubbed a few times on the two exaggerated huge balls of the Russian woman's chest with a smile, and then walked out of the door in the scolding of the painful Russian woman.

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Enkebu soon came to the front hall and saw Liang Yaocai and the Dutch businessman Arozo. After hearing that Liang Yaocai introduced the identity and intention of the Arozo, Enkebu couldn't help but be happy. When he saw the beautiful silks, Western pocket watches, Japanese swords and other gifts. Enkebu's affection for Liang Yaocai is no less than Dachun just now.

"Wine, good wine!" Enkebu roared outside the door, but before his voice fell to the ground, he let Liang Yaocai hold it. Your Excellency, Liang has a lot of money to buy the wine produced in Guizhou from the south. Today, I also brought it with you. Please taste it and see how it is. While talking, Liang Yaocai gave Liang Jinshui a look.

Liang Jinshui patted the sealing mud of one of the large altars with understanding, lifted the mouth of the altar, and a mellow and strong aroma of wine suddenly emanated from the mouth of the altar.

"Damn it, what kind of wine is this? Old fragrance, it's so fragrant..." Enkebu's eyes were green, his mouth was wide open, and his nose smelled deeply. An old dog that almost starved to death smelled the smell of stew from the cracks of the wall.

"This wine is called Maotai. It was Liang who accidentally heard about this wine from an old wine friend and knew that the adult was in the bitter cold and liked to drink spirits. Therefore, I spent a lot of money to buy it. Liang Yaocai said with a smile. Bullshit, can Liang Da Shao's favorite wine not be a good wine?

The reason why Liang Pengfei likes Maotai is that it is known as national wine in later generations. However, the Maotai wine he drank in later generations is far from comparable to today's Maotai. The output of Maotai wine in later generations is only more than a thousand tons, but he doesn't know how many tens of thousands of bottles are sold every year. It can be imagined that it is almost blended with original wine. Of.

In order for the smooth progress of this plan, Liang Pengfei specially pulled out 18 jars of Maotai wine and gave it to Liang Yaocai in order to make the task more smooth.

The soldiers standing at the door also gathered around, constantly smelling the smell of wine overflowing in the room, with intoxication and greed on their faces, and the sound of swallowing saliva was endless.

Dachun is not much better. My lord, let's have a meal tonight. How about trying this Moutai?

"Fame, no, Boss Liang sent me. If you want to drink, you can ask Boss Liang to go." Enkebu is worthy of being a good wine man. He protects his hands in front of the wine jar, with a posture that anyone who dares to come forward will fight for his life.

Da Chun was very angry and scolded uncleanly. Liang Yaocai next to him quickly inserted it in the middle to laugh with him. Don't argue with the two adults. These five altars of 250 catties of wine are all gifts for adults. Liang's ship still has several altars for Lord Dachun and his brothers. After all, the business has been done well later, and I have to trouble my brothers for help.

As soon as Liang Yaocai said this, the soldiers of the Eight Banners gathered outside shouted one after another. As soon as Enkebu heard it, his eyes turned around a few times, but after all, these soldiers had been with him for many years. If he really swallowed it all, he couldn't say it. Besides, Liang Yaocai whispered to him that every time he came to trade, he would bring one or two altars to honor himself, and then Enkebu slapped his thighs proudly. " Yes, that's it. Tell the brothers that I have prepared all the game for me. Today, let's have a good meal!"

Hearing this, the cheers outside were probably a little higher than the victory of the battle. Liang Jinshui stretched out his eyes. The two bodyguards walked out of the hall and greeted a group of soldiers to follow them to get wine. The rest went to get game and prepared all kinds of meals. They were afraid that there was not enough game, so they simply copied the bows and arrows and gathered together to hunt.

"Boss Liang, do you think this Dutch man can really take all the mountain goods here?" After the soldiers dispersed happily, Na Enkebra stopped Liang Yaocai and looked up at Arozo, who chatted happily with Na Dachun through translation from time to time.

"He seven, I three, whatever you take out, we will eat. However, after all, Liang is a businessman. We have to say that in the future, no one can sell the goods here. We are round. Please take a look at this price list. If it is suitable, we will decide. " Liang Yaocai restored the face of the anniver at this moment and began to bargain with Enkebu. The two fought with each other. After all, Liang Yaocai was defeated and gave in step by step. In the end, Enkebu looked at the ink price list with satisfaction and looked at it with a happy face. Hahaha... OK, I knew you were cool, Boss Liang."

"Your Excellency, you are suffering from me. At this price, I can only earn money for running errands." Liang Yaocai's face was bitter and indeed a little depressed. If he really wanted to follow the surname of his shopkeeper for many years, how could this guy make such a large profit. However, in order to complete the task successfully, Liang Yaocai was too lazy to care about the dying people.

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The crescent moon hung on the top of the snowy mountain and smeared the earth with a layer of silver ash. In the inner village of sea cucumbers, the butter torches shone brightly in the hall. The burning wild wine, and the fragrance of the clear wine rippling in the bowls pushed the atmosphere to ** again and again.

"Brother, why don't you go in? You're cold and hungry here?" A sailor who came down from the boat, with a toothpick in his mouth and a satisfied expression, smiled at the five eight-flag soldiers who were surrounded by a pile of fire in the cabin on the edge of the dock.

"The dog said, it's not those bastards. Let us drink the northwest wind here. They are good. They eat delicious and drink spicy food, so they gave us such a little bit of scramble." Looking at the small wine pot in his hand, the scolding of the soldiers of the Eight Banners became even higher.

"Tsk, a few brothers are fierce men at a glance. This little bit of wine, let alone enjoyable, I'm afraid it's not enough to stuff your teeth." The sailor looked at the small wine pot in Wu Chang's hand with a look of contempt.

"Who said no, damn, there is no wine, how can you eat this meat?" Another Eight Banners soldier was also angry and bit the flesh of his mouth with his teeth.

"Well...this." The sailor reached out and scratched his scalp and hit a big wine. It seemed that he wanted to stop talking. One of the awakened Eight Banners suddenly lit up, stretched out his elbow and hit the commander with a look.

"Hey hey, I said, brother, come in and sit down. It's warm by the fire. By the way, brother, do you still have any wine on board?" The commander was not an idiot. After understanding it, he moved out of a position with a smiling face to let the sailor sit down.

"This... Yes, there is. The old brothers are greedy for wine. I can see it at a glance, but I'm afraid to take it. At that time, I will let several brothers violate the military law and eat the board. I'm really sorry."

"I'm offend his bird's military law. Damn it, those dogs are still drunk, and we are the only ones here to drink the wind. Brother, just take it. I have been in this sea cucumber for more than 20 years. When those dogs were on duty, they were still drunk, and I didn't see any thief come to our broken place where birds don't shit to make trouble. An old Eight Banner, who was about 50 years old, scolded angrily.

"Sellful brothers have said so. If I don't agree, won't he become a miser? OK, but don't blame your little brother at that time. The sailor nodded and turned his head and shouted twice at the boat moored on the dock. After a short time, the sailor blushed with the Eight Banners soldiers. In the end, the sailor finally fell to the ground without drinking. With a crack, even the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground. The soldiers of the Eight Banners were laughing wildly. Suddenly, they felt dark in front of them, and then they felt that something was covered by their mouths. Then their necks were cold, and there was no sound in their throats, and they could no longer breathe a trace of fresh air.

The 50-year-old Eight Banners widened his eyes. Before his consciousness dissipated, he saw that the sailor who should have been drunk on the ground had quickly got up. He glanced here coldly and shouted in a low voice, "Do it!"

Countless agile shadows crossed his sight and rushed to the sea cucumber wall.

(to be continued)