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Soap requires animal and vegetable oils, and the Lu people brought in a lot of peanuts, and then produced a multigrain wine that was stronger and more fragrant than white wine.

Now there are three kinds of wine in Song Dynasty. The old turbid wine has long been abolished, and now it is made from grain wine, white wine and sweet potato wine from high to low.

The barbarian was jealous.

Except for crystal mirrors, there is no price reduction.

Crystal mirrors were too expensive to sell, so they were reduced by nearly 30%, and a batch of crystal cups were released. glass.

His Majesty Song Xing, the orthodox emperor of the Song Dynasty, is no longer a human being.

Long Live My Emperor is the son of a deity, the reincarnation of a god.

Now if the emperor farts, it will affect all the people in the world.

You have to take good care of your kidneys.

On October 15th, fifty barbecue grills started to barbecue in the harem. Because it was a harem, the eunuchs and maids served as cooks. Fortunately, they have learned for a long time that no matter who is in the harem, everyone can eat it. Except for those who have already been lucky, they can do it to anyone.

Those who have been blessed can take it from the hands of other women who have not been blessed.

Except for the empress dowager, the empress dowager, princes and princesses are all waiting to eat. Anyone can do it and eat it.

The chief chef is, of course, His Majesty the Emperor. In addition to commanding techniques, he also does the cooking himself.

However, there are only a few people in the world who dare to take the things from the emperor's hands with confidence.

There are chicken wings, chicken legs, mutton, mutton kidneys, various spices, and various vegetables.

You have to nourish your kidneys.

Outside the Jinluan Palace, the chef is an imperial chef, and all the civil and military officials, from third-level personnel to above, are here, and there are fifty barbecue grills.

However, the imperial army and the emperor's personal guards were banned by Lu Zhi, who notified the capital's garrison commander Song Yu early and set slogans.

The emperor and the harem, all civil and military officials are having a barbecue. The imperial army, private guards, and Kyoto defense are the last line of defense of the Song Dynasty. Everyone is not allowed to eat or drink tonight. Anyone who violates it will be killed! Although the emperor has decreed that everyone can eat and drink, it is absolutely not possible today. It will be arranged in the future, but today, anyone who violates it will die!

The imperial army, private guards, Kyoto garrison, and the secret hands of the Ministry of National Security. The eyes are like cold stars, staring at every light and dark place.

In the Song Dynasty, brewing of turbid wine was no longer allowed, and it was common to see wine sifted in ancient novels. The wine was almost the same as rice soup. The alcohol content will probably not reach seven or eight degrees even if you are exhausted, and those with better skills will probably be around ten degrees.

Therefore, Hero Wu Song drank eighteen beers and was not a hero at all, but he definitely was a hero when he killed the tiger.

Sweet potato wine is estimated to be around 14 to 50 degrees Celsius.

Liquor, anyone who knows how to make it knows. The head of the wine when it comes out is in the 30s or 40s, but not too much. The average temperature in the back is only twenty-five or six degrees.

However, the alcohol content of grain wine should be below 50 to 60 degrees, but Song Xing did not have professional equipment and could not measure it.

This kind of wine is like a thunderclap compared to this civilized world. After one sip, a wave of hot air penetrates your forehead and sinks to your dantian. Moreover, people who don’t have headaches after being drunk, can afford it, and drink it regularly are not ordinary people.

Taking the horizontal line of the Song Palace as a line, people in the north will feel like they have found a treasure. Just too expensive.

But the Empress Dowager likes sweet potato wine.

Sweet potato wine was already the strongest wine compared to the previous wines in the Song Dynasty. The old man tried a sip of grain wine and coughed for a long time.

As a slave girl, the Empress Dowager was already very satisfied. What she was most proud of in her life was giving birth to a son, and then her son had another son.

It was enough for her to give birth to the most prestigious king in the history of Song Dynasty and to give birth to a god!

The Empress Dowager stroked her back while the Emperor was roasting chicken legs. Needless to say, there were not many people in the world who could confidently accept the chicken legs from Song Xing's hand.

The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager bit into the chicken drumsticks and thought they were so delicious. They were different from the way they had eaten them in the past.

The emperor is different from the previous dynasties. He has one empress dowager and one empress dowager, and they don't have an Aijia one at a time.

Song Xingdao:"Grandma, actually glutinous rice wine tastes better, and that wine tastes even better. It's just that there is not enough glutinous rice in the Song Dynasty, so we don't dare to make glutinous rice wine yet."

The Empress Dowager smiled. Said:"My child, grandma is very satisfied." If he had died when the palace was in chaos, he would have felt very regretful when he saw this scene in the sky, but no more at this moment.

For this grandson, he just conjures up something weirder and more novel. Not surprising either.

The emperor is really no mortal.

For a woman, what could be more proud than giving birth to a god? Although he is an escaped god. So the Queen Mother smiled. He said:"Your Majesty, don't be anxious. Grandma's life is still long. In ten years, the Song Dynasty will have everything."

Song Xing also smiled. Said:"We won't do it for grandma's next birthday. Xing'er brought a bottle of wine. We have been drinking it secretly for many years. Now it is hidden in the treasure chest of the child in Prince Jing's Mansion.

" His eyes lit up, and the emperor brought some fairy wine. Although he didn't know how much a bottle cost, he could take a sip. This life is enough.

Neither of them spoke, only nodded slightly, but their smiles were brighter than spring flowers.

Song Xing's predecessor, Xia Ming, loved to drink. There were several bottles of various wines in the car, and even he, a non-smoker, put a cigarette in his car.

He didn't expect this day to happen. Just for testing.

But when he was reborn as Song Xing, he didn't like drinking. It was probably because he was young, and the manor's turbid wine was disgusting. Later, King Jing ordered him to forbid him from drinking. After all, Jing was just a son.

And Song Xing often wonders about people who go to restaurants to eat. He slapped the table and sifted two kilograms of wine for me so confidently. This thing was just like people feeding pigs in previous lives. What's so arrogant about it? Feed from a serious pig farm is much more pleasing to the eye than wine.

Song Xing didn't drink well either. After drinking two ounces of grains and wine, his face turned red and his eyes blurred.

The drunken orthodox emperor suddenly remembered that the gift had not yet been sent, so he gave the two chocolates in his arms to his grandmother and mother, one for each of them. He whispered:"It's the last two pieces. Take it and eat it. Don't put it away. If you put it in the treasure box, it will be fine for a thousand years. If you take it out and leave it for a month, it will go bad."