Chapter 1805

"Feng Zi, come on, I'll wait for your good wine."

Chumo looks at the bottle and is a little impatient.

"Come, come."

Zhang Feng came to the crowd holding the bottle and opened the lid of the bottle. In an instant, a fragrant smell of grain gushed out.

"Come on, pour it on."

Chumo smiled and lifted the wine bowl.

Chang sun Chong and Du Gou also drooled, waiting for the wine in Zhang Feng's hand.

Now that he had taken it out, Zhang Feng was naturally not stingy, and everyone added a full cup.

Seeing that the wine bowl in his hand is full, Chumo can no longer suppress the wine insects in his stomach. He dries half the bowl in one mouthful. He suddenly feels a surge of heat in his throat, and the fragrance of food stimulates every taste bud.

"Ah..."

"Feng Zi, your wine is really good."

Du Gou looked at the wine bowl in his hand and couldn't help admiring it.

"That goes without saying?"

Zhang Feng raised a proud smile at the corners of his mouth, and then glanced at the people: "don't just drink, eat vegetables quickly."

However, he knew that these guys were all alcoholics, and each one was like filling in discontent. If he drank like this, his wine would be gone sooner or later. He had to hurry to invite everyone to eat vegetables. When he was full, he would naturally drink less wine.

"Yes, eat and drink."

Du Gou picked up a plate and put it into the hot pot.

Chang sun Chong was also unwilling to fall behind. He put the dishes he brought back into the hot pot. At this time, the hot pot was boiling happily, and bursts of oil smoke rose into the sky, mixed with the smell of stewed meat and vegetables. The whole room seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and the smell lasted for a long time, constantly impacting the taste buds of the four people.

"When the food is cooked, eat it quickly."

Zhang Feng set up chopsticks and waited for everyone to take a step first.

Seeing this, the other three quickly picked up chopsticks and tossed in the pot.

"Tieniu, how is your textile factory doing now?"

Zhang Feng takes a piece of marinated meat and puts it in a bowl to dry. Then he glances at Chumo, who is preparing to drink.

"Textile mill?"

Chumo put down his wine bowl, smiled, and his face was full of pride: "I didn't tell you. Now the textile factory is amazing. Almost all merchants in Chang'an want to order from our textile factory."

"You can die without bragging."

Zhang Feng puts the marinated meat into his mouth and gives Chumo a white look.

"Hey, don't believe it. Let the bug tell you."

Chumo is a little unconvinced and glances at Chang sun Chong.

Chang sun Chong naturally understood, put down his bowl and looked at Zhang Feng with two nose holes: "Feng Zi, now our textile factory is the largest textile factory in Chang'an. We supply almost all the cloth in Chang'an."

Hearing the speech, Zhang Feng was stunned.

He didn't expect that they could do such a big thing when they handed over the textile factory to these guys.

It seems that I don't have to worry about the silk.

"Hey, brothers, can you help me get some silk?"

Zhang Feng picked up the wine bowl and raised it to the three with a smile on his face.

I can't help it. You can't drink when you ask for help.

"Feng Zi, what do you want silk for?"

Chumo picks up the wine bowl and bumps it. He is confused.

Generally, silk is used to make clothes or handkerchiefs for large families. Moreover, clothes are also made in professional workshops. If they are made by themselves, they will destroy things.

"The research institute has recently made something new."

Zhang Feng took a sip, then put down the wine bowl and looked at the people: "I'm looking for experimental materials and found that many things are inappropriate, so I want to try silk."

"What's that? Give it to our brothers and say."

Du Gou put down the wine bowl and looked curious.

Others also looked at Zhang Feng curiously. They usually stay in the textile factory and are fading out. Now there are new things. How can they not pay attention?

Seeing the curious look on everyone's face, Zhang Feng smiled proudly, deliberately coughed twice, put on an expert look, and glanced at the people: "cough, well, I shouldn't have told you, but I can't help but tell you that you look open-minded for advice."

"All right, say it."

Chumo is a little impatient. This damn guy will make people want to eat.

"A hammer."

Zhang Feng spat. Seeing that the time was almost up, he slowly said, "this thing I studied this time is called hot air balloon. In short, it can take living creatures into the sky by using air flow, fuel and other things."

"Hold the grass?"

Chumo exclaimed. A fierce man sprang up.

He looked at Zhang Feng with a frightened face and his chest fluctuated: "what's so powerful? Can you go to heaven?"

"Yes, Feng Zi, what do you think this is? Is it so cowhide?"

On one side, Chang sun Chong and Du Gou stared, their faces flushed up to their neck, but they didn't know whether it was the effect of alcohol or their own excitement.

Zhang Feng was very satisfied with the three people's reaction. He smiled faintly and waved: "sit down and don't get excited. It's just a small ear."

"What you want to say is true. That's a big deal."