Zhuang Zhou, unemployed at home, unexpectedly obtained a time-space gate that could travel to the Tang Dynasty's Zhenguan era, and could also carry items with him. Thus, Zhuang Zhou embarked on...
But today is indeed thanks to these two.
At least, my reputation will gradually spread in the future.
It's also good for the grocery store business.
Dele!
Then open another bottle!
Just as he opened the bottle of red wine, Zhuang Zhou remembered something important.
"By the way, do you know where to find clothes makers in Chang'an?"
Li Chengqian and Cheng Zhimo looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled.
Cheng Zhimo asked:
"Brother Zhuang, are you looking for a clothing store?"
Zhuang Zhou didn't know what a ready-made clothing store was, so he explained:
"Even if Your Majesty gave me five hundred rolls of silk, I would find a tailor's shop and have them all made into clothes."
"Oh, that's a ready-made clothing store! There are so many of them in Chang'an!"
"But I want to find the best one because I want it to be exquisite. Price is not an issue."
"Then let's go to Tang Jinyi Kepu. I often go there to make clothes. The embroidery is first-class."
"Okay! After we finish drinking, please take me there."
This time I drank the red wine very comfortably.
Today, three of us drank four bottles of red wine and spent ten thousand yuan.
But Zhuang Zhou didn't feel bad about spending the money on the wine.
After finishing his meal and getting ready to go out, Cheng Zhimo remembered what his father had asked him to bring with him when he went out today.
"By the way, Brother Zhuang, I heard there's a drink called Coke in the shop. Could you bring me some to take away?"
"Oh, you also like to drink Coke!"
Cheng Zhimo was embarrassed to say that this was for his father.
I could only nod and say:
"I heard that this tastes interesting. I want to try it."
"No problem!"
Coke isn't worth much anyway.
Zhuang Zhou simply took out ten bottles of Coke, put them in a bag, and asked Cheng Zhimo to take it.
"Brother, don't tell me, I also know someone who loves drinking this Coke just like you."
Cheng Zhimo felt something was wrong.
But I still couldn't help asking:
"Oh? Who is it?"
"I don't know his real name, but I always call him Brother Ugly!"
“???”
Cheng Zhimo's face suddenly looked gloomy.
That's my dad, and you call him brother?
Isn't this taking advantage of me?
wrong.
We are sworn brothers now.
My father is your godfather.
That's not right either.
This generation is a bit confusing!