"Drive!"


    The Tubo mission''s motorcade set off quickly along the brick road towards Lanzhou. At the same time, it also looked towards the rear from time to time, for fear of pursuers coming.


    "Where is this?" Lu Dongzan woke up in the carriage and found himself lying on the scolding. He frowned and asked. As soon as he returned to the post station, he could no longer hold on and fainted to the ground, while the Tubo mission set out immediately without hesitation according to his order.


    "Amitabha, benefactor Lu woke up and now he has arrived at Chencang." master farIn answered with a Buddhist name. When Tubo returned this time, the Buddhists followed him and took the opportunity to preach in Tubo.


    "Chen Cang!" Lu Dongzan was relieved to hear that he was far away from Chang''an city.


    "Back to the big phase, you have been sleeping for two days, and master farIn has been rescuing you." Lang Mu replied.


    "Thank you, master farIn!" Lu Dongzan bowed and thanked.


    Master farIn looked merciful and said, "Amitabha! The poor monk has also heard about the encounter of benefactor Lu''s son. During benefactor Lu''s sleep, I have recited the past life Sutra a hundred times. In order to make the son spend more time, benefactor Lu, please don''t be sad again."


    "Master, you have a heart." even if Lu Dongzan was wary of Buddhism, he immediately became very fond of it and thanked again and again.


    Master farIn recited a Buddha''s horn and checked ludongzan''s body. After confirming that it was ok, he left the Tubo mission''s motorcade.


    After master farIn left, the Tubo Deputy envoy quietly entered the carriage and sighed, "please save your sorrow, otherwise you will be poisoned by Mohism."


    A trace of grief flashed in ludongzan''s eyes, and then he said resolutely: "It would be a big mistake for the Mo family to use this to attack the truth. Now the Tang Dynasty has issued a prohibition on alcohol, but it has not said that wine can not be imported from other countries. My Tibetan highland barley wine is the best raw material for wine making. Now I have obtained the secret skill of wine making. I want to use the secret skill of wine making that my son has bought to make Tibet rich and strong. My son will not die in vain. One day, this revenge will be avenged."


    In order to calm down the anger of Datang, Tubo has emptied the Treasury. Now it is time to need money, and Datang''s prohibition of alcohol just gives Tubo an excellent opportunity for recovery. If it is operated properly, it can certainly earn a lot of money from Datang.


    However, ludongzan didn''t know that this opportunity was the bait carefully prepared by the Mohist school. However, under the influence of waigali''s desire, the wise ludongzan finally fascinated his eyes.


    Lu Dongzan got away from his secret brewing skills, but the distilleries in Datang were all popular. In the twinkling of an eye, January had passed, and the alcohol prohibition order came into effect.


    Although in the last month, the price of wine rose again and again, and many wineries made a lot of money, in the long run, they lost too much.


    Everyone is waiting and watching how to solve Qianchou, who is the first famous liquor in the Tang Dynasty, but the news has made many wineries despair.


    Solve thousands of worries! Officially seal the cellar and no longer make wine.


    "What, relieving thousands of worries is nearly 100000 business every year. It''s so easy to end." the village head of Zhangjia village was stunned.


    He had expected Mojia village to plead for an extension of the prohibition or to let it go, but he didn''t expect that even Mojia Zi''s face would be hard to use.


    A villager in Zhangjia sighed: "it is rumored that this prohibition is mainly aimed at Mojia village. Mojia Zi naturally doesn''t want to touch the mildew at this time."


    The village head of Zhangjia village frowned and said, "Mojia village has a big business. Even if it loses its wine making business, it can still make waves. However, Zhangjia village depends on wine making for a living. Now it has issued a prohibition order, and I''m afraid it will drink from the West and the north in the future.


    "That''s right! I heard that Mohists and doctors are very close. The amnesty of this prohibition order is medical alcohol. Even if I want to come to Mohist village, I can still make wine smoothly, and my Zhangjia village can only waste all the skills of my ancestors." the villagers of Zhangjia sighed.


    The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. Now the prohibition of alcohol has not hurt the muscles and bones in Mojia village, but Zhangjia village has come to a dead end.


    "Where is the village head of Zhangjia? Mo Wu came to ask for an audience." suddenly a notice came, which immediately alerted all the villagers of Zhangjia.


    "Mo Wu? Yan Wangduo." the village head of Zhangjia was shocked when he heard the speech. Since Mo hospital opened its belly to treat Tubo messengers, Mo Wu''s reputation has been at its peak. Zhangjiacun is not far from Chang''an city. How can he not have heard of Mo Wu''s reputation.


    "I''m the village head of Zhangjia village. I don''t know what doctor Mo Wu can do for me." the village head of Zhangjia village quickly got up to meet him. The famous doctor Mo Wu came to Zhangjia village, which naturally made Zhangjia village very cautious, not to mention that Mo Wu has another identity, that is, a man of Mohism.


    "Now the imperial court has issued a prohibition order against alcohol, but doctors can''t practice medicine without medical alcohol. Fortunately, his majesty pardoned doctors and allowed them to use alcohol. Mo Wu heard that zhangjiacun wine is always good and cheap. I don''t know whether the village head is willing to accept orders from doctors to produce medical alcohol." Mo Wu didn''t sell off, but directly explained his intention


    "Doctor''s order, medical alcohol?" the village head of Zhangjia village immediately felt happy. Originally, Zhangjia village had run out of water, and the doctor''s medical alcohol order instantly brought Zhangjia village back to life.


    No, even better than in the past, because this is Datang''s only business.


    However, while the village head of Zhangjia village was excited, he had many questions in his heart. He couldn''t help asking, "excuse me, I heard that doctors and Mohists are good friends, and Mr. Mo Wu is both Mohist doctors, and Mohist village itself has a wine cellar. I don''t know why Mr. Mo Wu wants to give orders to Zhangjia village.


    Mo Wu laughed and said, "what''s strange? The medical alcohol of doctors doesn''t require taste, only purity. Naturally, the lower the price, the better. Although there is a wine cellar in Mojia village, its price is too high, and the small wine cellar workshop can''t reach the purity and output of medical alcohol. It''s natural that Zhangjia distillery, which has always been good and cheap, is the most suitable."


    Zhangjia village is famous for brewing turbid wine. With the purification process of Mojia village, although the quality of wine has been greatly improved, the price has not increased. It is the first conscience ration of ordinary people and is quite famous in Chang''an city.


    Village head Zhang''s eyes flashed and said, "so medical alcohol doesn''t need top-grade food to make wine."


    The village head of Zhangjia village keenly grasped the key points in Mo Wu dialect and solemnly asked, if so, the production cost of medical alcohol will be greatly reduced.


    "That''s natural. As long as the medical alcohol produced in zhangjiacun meets the standard, there is no need to worry about the taste and raw materials, and the doctors accept it all according to the order." Mo Wu said without hesitation.


    The village head of zhangjiacun immediately smiled and said, "in that case, the price of medical alcohol can be reduced again. Zhangjiacun will certainly live up to Mr. Mo Wu''s kindness."


    Mo Wu nodded and said, "good advice is against the ear. Good medicine tastes bitter. Mo Wu has a sentence that is not pleasant to hear. Please don''t blame the village head."


    When the village head of Zhangjia village heard the speech, he immediately got up and said solemnly, "Mr. Mo Wu, please speak."


    Mo Wu said seriously: "Mojia village and Zhangjia village are close neighbors. Mowu''s choice of medical alcohol orders in Zhangjia village must be suspected of favoritism in the eyes of outsiders. Coupled with his Majesty''s prohibition order, many wineries must stare at Zhangjia village. In addition, the purity of medical alcohol is too high. Once drinking it, it is easy to have an accident. Please also ask the village head to restrain the villagers from violating the prohibition order, otherwise the doctors can only choose another one Wine cellar. "


    The village head of Zhangjia couldn''t help but feel a chill in his heart and respectfully said to Mo Wu: "don''t worry, Mr. Mo Wu. If the villagers of Zhangjia violate the prohibition order, I don''t have to wait for Mr. Mo Wu''s orders. I''ll clean up the door myself."


    Medical alcohol orders are very important to zhangjiacun and must not be lost. If the alcohol prohibition order is violated, the villagers will go to prison. If they lose these orders, zhangjiacun will really be at its end.


    Mo Wu nodded when he heard the speech. In this era, the village rules are more awesome than the king''s law. Whether Zhangjia village can do it depends on its own luck.