It was the first time Pang Jun to realize something was wrong and quickly winked at the brothers around him.

Only then did the few people bring the wine to him respectfully before the young master's attack.

Seeing this, Song Tianming smiled and said, "This guest official can't drink a lot. Those who have drunk this wine can only have two bottles at most, but they have not been able to walk out while standing."

"The shopkeeper is so amazing in this wine? Then I need to take a closer look!"

Seeing that the other party did not listen to advice, Song Tianming just smiled and ate the food on his own.

The young master carefully poured a cup of each flavor, sucked it little by little, closed his eyes, and looked intoxicated.

"Good wine, it's really good wine!"

Unexpectedly, after eating seven glasses of wine, it was equivalent to a bottle and a half. The young man was already full of redness, but his consciousness still seemed very clear!

Song Tianming thought to himself, this is meeting an alcoholic!

There are few people who have good alcohol tolerance, but it does not mean there is no one.

The one in front of me is obviously one of them.

"Young Master is indeed very good at drinking, but he is not afraid of being too stupid."

"The shopkeeper Mixiu is just a drink of two more drinks than ordinary people, and it's not worth mentioning.

In comparison, the shopkeeper’s drunk flower wine is really a masterpiece, and he is the only one who works hard!”

Song Tianming has heard such words a lot and has long been accustomed to them, so he just echoed a few words.

"But there is something unknown below. Why is there no engraving on this wine bottle?"

Song Tianming said: "Hahaha, it seems that the young master came for this thing?"

The other party did not deny: "The batch of porcelain made by the shopkeeper before was exquisitely crafted, and the poems engraved on it were already well-known to everyone in the capital.

Those who get the porcelain bottle will either sell it at a high price or give it to His Majesty. His Majesty will be very happy when he gets this thing!"

"Your Majesty likes it, that's my honor."

"Not only that, Your Majesty is already interested in calligraphy and painting. After getting the porcelain vase, he copied the poems on it every day, and he couldn't let it go!

Your poems are also circulated in the capital, from the 80-year-old man to the children who learn to speak, they can say a few sentences.

Especially the song "It's a great song"...tsk tsk, it's simply a peerless masterpiece!"

Song Tianming could only say in his heart: Li Bai, Li Bai, I used your poems and even stole your reputation. Don’t be surprised!

"Young Master, please just say something." Song Tianming asked straightforwardly when he heard the preparation of his long speech.

“Then I will say it.

I know that if you have the ability to engrave this porcelain bottle, can you do one of them for me?”

Song Tianming waved his hand: "Young Master, I'm afraid you will be disappointed.

This porcelain is not that easy to make. I have been using a lot of effort to make a few pieces.

And the price is not low.”

The young master seemed to have expected him to say this long ago, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about money, you must not worry, I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Song Tianming looked at him and said, "If the young master must, one thousand taels per piece."

In fact, to put it bluntly, Song Tianming did not intend to sell it to him.

The porcelain bottle is still a rare thing now.

Things are rare and expensive, and only when things are fewer can you sell them at a good price.

So even if he can do it, he will not do it easily.

If you want to do it, you must make high-quality products and sell them at a sky-high price!

In this way, the name of Song family porcelain will be established and will not become a mess.

He had heard that several porcelain bottles were sold at high prices in the capital.

Among them, the bottle of osmanthus wine has been sold in the capital for 3,000 taels of silver!

So this thousand taels are not too expensive.

But for even the rich children, this thousand taels are not a small amount, and they cannot be taken out casually!

Most people may be discouraged when they hear this number.

Unexpectedly, the young master nodded immediately and said, "One word is certain!"

Then, he took out a stack of silver notes from his arms!

Song Tianming's eyes were straightened!

It's really one thousand taels!

He didn't dare to get it. The other party had drunk now, so how could he know if he was talking drunk?

He said seriously: "Young Master, you have figured it out, this is not a small amount of money!

I am not the kind of person who takes advantage of others' danger. If you drink too much, go back and have a nap now. Let's just pretend that this has never happened!"

"Shopkeeper Song, I'm very sober and know what I'm doing. You can accept this money. If you think it's not enough, I can add more!"

"This is not a question of whether or not money is money..." Song Tianming found that it was his turn to be in trouble, so he could only ask: "Young master, please tell me truthfully, why do you have to make this thing?"

"Can't you not say it?"

Song Tianming spread his hands: "If I don't say it, I won't do it anymore, you can take the money back."

The young master stared at Song Tianming for a long time, then pondered for a moment before whispering: "I'll talk about it, the shopkeeper must do it!"

Song Tianming nodded: "No problem."

The young master scanned the surroundings.

Song Tianming waved his hand and sent everyone out.

Pang Jun and others also tactfully carried the table aside and ate.

Song Tianming then said, "Tell me."

The young master pointed at himself: "I'm in the next chapter of Zhou."

"Uh-huh?"

Song Tianming widened his eyes!

The surname Zhou is not a simple surname.

Your Majesty is now named Zhou!

Combined with the style of this young man going out and his generous move, Song Tianming immediately realized that this person's identity must be a royal relative!

"One single name is a reproduction."

"You are... King of Becoming?" Song Tianming forced himself to make his voice louder.

"That's right." The other party nodded and said calmly.

King Cheng Zhou Yan, His Majesty’s seventh son!

Song Tianming guessed his identity, but unexpectedly, the one who came was actually a prince!

"Song Tianming, a sage, see Your Highness Cheng!"

Song Tianming was about to kneel down quickly, but was grabbed by King Cheng.

"No gifts, I came out this time and went on a tour in a condom. No one knows, so I don't want to make a statement."

Song Tianming then sat back and wiped the sweat beads from his head.

"Why didn't Your Highness reveal his identity earlier and have to go around so much?"

King Cheng said slowly: "Because I am taking important matters when I leave the palace this time, and I didn't want to disturb others, but since the gentleman insisted on asking, I have no choice."

"Then, why does Your Highness have to make this porcelain?"

King Cheng shook his head: "It's not me.

It was my father who wanted it, and I was just coming to find my husband on behalf of my father."

"Your Majesty?" Song Tianming was also stunned.

Just a small porcelain bottle, can His Majesty send a prince to find him?

"Please make it clear to Your Highness Cheng Wang!"

King Cheng took a deep breath: "Do you know about Princess Changping?"

"Princess Changping? Is it the princess who married far away from the Western Regions?"

"That's right, this porcelain bottle was given to Aunt Changping by Your Majesty."

In the story of King Cheng, Song Tianming finally understood the whole story.

Fifteen years ago, His Majesty had just ascended the throne and was still young, so the countries in the Western Regions took the opportunity to unite and launched a large-scale war against Dakan.
To be continued...