July 1899, the ninth day of the lunar month.

I steamed the wine until midnight. In the end, the lees no longer had any taste. The steamed wine almost lost the unique aroma of the white wine, so I had to mix the wine behind with the ones in front. Although this would lead to a decrease in the quality of the wine, it didn't matter in this era.

When Xu Ping woke up early in the morning, he wanted to go to Baisha Town to deliver wine.

The remaining rancid wine when I bought the restaurant had already been used up. After all, the amount of stewed liquor steamed from the wine lees was limited and it was not enough to sell. I had to steam it with the good wine in the restaurant to replenish it. Xu Zheng felt so distressed that he had toothache.

When Li Zhang heard that Xu Ping was going to the town, he got up from the bed and said, "I haven't seen my aunt for several months. I'll go with you and ask my aunt for peace!"

Xu Zheng always goes to the capital once or twice a month. Zhang Sanniang left Tokyo City, but has never returned until now. Li Zhang didn't see him last time, and he didn't see him for several months.

Xu Ping also intended to show off in front of this half-aged child, so he agreed and asked him to take a tricycle with him and take a wine to the town with a ox cart.

It was hot at this time, and before the sun could emerge, everyone set off.

Xu Ping and Li Zhang were sitting on the tricycle, Gao Daquan and Sun Qilang were driving the driver, and Lu Song was driving the ox cart to pull wine, and five or six shopkeepers were accompanying him.

After finishing his work last night, Xu Ping cashed in on the spot. These shopkeepers could not save money and wanted to go to the town to have some fun. Gao Daquan and Sun Qilang also had this idea, so they rushed to pedal the bike. Only Xu Chang is now in charge of Ying'er, the young wife, and there is no chance to spend money indiscriminately. He was teased by his brothers.

In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the shopkeepers, in addition to the fixed monthly wages, Xu Ping will also reward cash when there are big work, which is similar to the bonuses in his previous life. This is a common practice in this era. In fact, compared to Xu Ping's previous life, many bosses do not even pay overtime pay, which is still a bit humane.

Unfortunately, most of the group of farmers are homeless people, with a habit of refugees and no concept of saving money. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. No matter whether you are born or died tomorrow, the money will be dispersed as you get. Many people work hard all their lives, but they still have nothing, and their later years are miserable. If it is a famine, these people will be the first to be affected. The Song Dynasty court recruited these people into the army to avoid chaos. Year by year, this habit of refugees was extremely rampant in the wing army and the lower class of the Song Dynasty, and had far-reaching influence.

Xu Ping saw it a lot and was worried about their future. Being under the same roof is considered a family, and the obligations borne by the farmer are much more than those borne by the workers to the boss. Later, Xu Ping thought of a way to allow the farmer to store the money in the farm and take it as you use it, so as not to spend money in his own hands. It is quite a bit like the bank in his previous life. You should know that there is no interest in saving money in this era, and generally there is a handling fee. Saving it for free in Xu Ping is considered a benefit. Unfortunately, everyone is used to being lazy.

These shopkeepers beside the car are the most typical. Even if they have a penny on their body, they are uncomfortable all over and they have to spend it clean to be honest. Xu Ping strictly prohibits shopkeepers from gambling, otherwise if they paid money yesterday, someone would lose all today.

Li Zhang sat on the tricycle, very novel. He looked around and couldn't be quiet for a moment.

At the beginning, Xu Ping patiently answered some questions for him, but he got annoyed after a while and asked him to do it himself and ignore him again.

When the sun rose and the red light had just faded, the group entered Baisha Town.

This tricycle has appeared in the town many times, and everyone is familiar with it, and no one comes to watch it. Of course, there are also owners with a few money at home who want to buy one for themselves, but Xu Ping rejected it. This car looks not so eye-catching, and the technical content is still very high, so it is not a matter of money at all.

When they arrived at the door of the wine shop, the supervisor Lu Pan came out and continued.

Xu Ping asked him: "Supervisor Lu, isn't my dad here?"

Lu Pan said: "Go back to Xiaoguanren, the master has been in the restaurant these two days and has not come here."

Xu Ping asked Xu Chang to bring wine with Lu Pan here and took Li Zhang to the restaurant.

There were no guests early in the morning. Liu Xiaoyi and a few servants sat leisurely. When they saw Xu Ping, they hurried up to greet him and walked towards the backyard.

When we arrived at the backyard, Xu Zheng and Zhang Sanniang had breakfast and were drinking tea.

When he got into the house, before Xu Ping could speak, Li Zhang went up first and said, "I have met Uncle Xu, I have seen Aunt Xu for a long time. I missed me so much!"

Zhang Sanniang's eyes lit up: "I haven't been making noise around you in the past few months, and suddenly I feel much colder. Come here and let me see if you have grown taller."

Li Zhang walked forward, and Zhang Sanniang pulled him to look left and right.

Xu Ping stepped forward, saw Li, and said to Xu Zheng: "Dad, the wine I brewed in the farm a few days ago has been brought over today."

Xu Zheng stood up and said in a word: "Okay! OK! I'm so worried these days!"

Zhang Sanniang pulled Li Zhang by her side and said to Xu Ping and his son: "You two just go and do your business, we two are talking here."

Xu Ping and his father came to the wine shop. Several large wine jars had been removed and placed on the counter.

Xu Zheng walked up, opened the wine jar and sniffed it, and said to Xu Ping: "This time the wine is more intense than what I used to sell. Can I sell it for more money?"

Xu Ping hurriedly said, "Dad, don't think so. You can tell if you taste it. This wine just smells good, and is more difficult to eat than steamed from the lees. It can only be sold at a cheaper price."

After hearing this, Xu Zheng was a little unhappy: "Selling cheaply, what else is it?"

Xu Ping whispered: "Dad, don't you think about it. This wine is made of milo from the wasteland, with almost no cost. It's not much higher than water. How much do you want to sell it?"

Xu Zheng looked at his son and was a little suspicious: "I heard from Xu Chang that you used a lot of sorghum to brew wine, and they were all bought by the farmhouse, not Milis."

Xu Ping pulled his father aside and picked up a small jar: "This is the wine made from sorghum. Those are made of milime, and they just taste a little sorghum."

Xu Zheng opened the small jar, sniffed it, and tasted it again, his eyes lit up: "This wine is good, much better than the bad wine I sold a few days ago, and it can be sold at a price!"

He looked at the small hall carefully and asked Xu Ping again: "There is only such a little bit? What can I do!"

Xu Ping said: "There are so many. If all the brews are steamed this time, there will be ten or eight cylinders, all of which are placed in the farm."

Xu Zhengdao: "What are you doing in the shop? Do you want to sell it in the shop?"

Xu Ping sighed: "Dad, you have sold wine for a lifetime, why don't you understand this principle? Good wine should be sold to people who can afford it! Look at the shop now, except for boatman coolies, and soldiers in the imperial guard camp, who are rich? Even if you bring the wine, you can't sell it even if you don't have any difference? This wine is not afraid of being released. The older it is, the more fragrant it is. Will you sell it to people who know the goods when there are more people drinking our sour wine?"

Xu Zheng thought about it and nodded, "What you said makes sense. Unfortunately, this wine shop is full of money, and even good wine cannot be sold. If it is in Tokyo City-"

Speaking of this, he sighed a long time and didn't say anything more.

Xu Ping said: "Dad, there are several types of soju here now, and the taste is different. You can sell them separately in the future and the price will be increased, so that people can come and drink it."

"I naturally understand these things. How can you teach me? I have been selling wine for decades."

Xu Zheng thought for a while and said, "If we sell separately, we have to choose a few different names to distinguish them. Look at the wine sold in restaurants in Beijing, as long as there is a little different, there will be a different name for Huatou. If we want to do this business, we must choose a good name."

Xu Ping smiled and said, "I have already thought of the name. The cheapest type of Milime brew is called a sautum. It means that after taking a bite, it is like swallowing a red-hot knife and dripping it off. The steamed lees from the wine is called roe liquor, which is simple and clear. As for the best one, since it is brewed with sorghum, it is called sorghum wine, you will understand it at first."

After hearing this, Xu Zheng glared at Xu Ping and cursed: "You are still so shallow, you have no knowledge! Fortunately, Xiucai Lin told me a few times, saying that your study has improved these days, and your mother and I have been really happy for a while! Listen to the names of the wine sold in restaurants in Beijing! What are the fragrant spring paste, nectar, jade liquid, and watery light, but there is a vulgar like you?! After hearing this name, they are just sending beggars, who is willing to spend money to drink it?"

Xu Ping didn't expect that the name used in the previous life wine caused such a big reaction from his father, so he had to lower his head, but he was still a little dissatisfied and whispered: "Don't there be lamb wine too?"

"That can be the same? That can be the same?"

Xu Zheng had a great hope of naming his son, but he didn't expect that it would be the result in the end. He was furious and almost beaten with a stick.

Xu Ping thought about the famous wines sold in Tokyo restaurants in his memory, and felt that it was a disadvantage. This was something he forgot. This era advocated glitz and spoke about literary and artistic atmosphere everywhere. The names he said with strong rural spirit were indeed inappropriate. In this way, his customs in his previous life were quite simple.

After thinking for a while, Xu Ping said, "Dad doesn't like these names, so change them. The cheapest one is called Drunk, the better one is called Drunk, and the best one is called Feixian. How about it?"

Xu Zheng thought several times and nodded: "This is still interesting, how can I explain it?"

Xu Ping said: "These wines are strong, and you will feel like you are so ecstatic after drinking them. As for the cheapest one, you like to drink but don't want to pay for them, so you have to be a ghost."

Xu Zheng smiled and said, "The names of the two immortal wines have been obtained, but they just don't sound good."

Xu Ping shook his head: "This is because my father is thinking badly. Those who really like to drink are all wanting to be drunk but not. The person who has the best drinker in history is Liu Ling, so he is called the best drunkard in the world?"

Xu Zheng just shook his head: "The name is here first. When will I meet Lin Xiucai? I will discuss with him. Your talent is limited after all, and I can't think of any good name."
Chapter completed!