"I can't taste wine, but if I drink too much, I will naturally know how to distinguish between good and bad. Wang Ping'an pretended to be a force lightly.

"I remember, don't you don't drink?" asked Xiaoqiang suspiciously.

"I didn't drink before, but recently I've been in a bad mood and I've started drinking. Wang Ping'an explained.

The villager next to "......" muttered in his heart, are you in a good mood or a bad mood?

I just said that I was in a better mood and my mind was clearer, and now I am in a bad mood and I started drinking?

Nima, mentally ill, really can't believe it.

However, after everyone tasted the sorghum wine brought by Xiaoqiang, they were full of praise, and only people with a little drinking experience could taste it, this is old wine.

Even Wang Banli praised: "It is indeed good, clean, rich, mellow, it is a rare good wine." ”

"Haha, how about it? I'll just say that my brewing skills are not weaker than the Ninth Master, right?" Xiaoqiang laughed proudly.

Wang Ping'an suddenly said: "Xiaoqiang, if I remember correctly, you are only nineteen years old this year, right? And this sorghum wine has been cellared for at least ten years, and when you are nine years old, you will be able to make wine?"

Xiao Qiang's face changed several times, and finally gritted his teeth and insisted: "Uh...... This one...... You're mistaken, right? This is obviously a sorghum wine that has only been cellared for two years, and I brewed it myself, so there will be a mistake?"

Wang Ping'an didn't seem to have any scheming, raised his thumb and exclaimed: "It's really amazing, there is such a strong aged fragrance after two years of cellaring, and he is indeed a master of winemaking." By the way, how much does this wine cost a pound?"

"This wine...... If you cellar for two years...... Thirty-one pounds. Xiaoqiang replied weakly.

"How much wine is left, give me three thousand catties first, and I will keep it for my daughter-in-law. Wang Ping'an asked with an earnest face.

"What? You want 3,000 pounds? This ...... Haha, it's almost sold out, and I don't even have a thousand catties left. ”

When Xiao Qiang heard this, he almost squatted in fright, he hadn't seen Wang Ping'an for a while, how did he think he had become cunning.

This wine is thirty-one catties, which is only enough for the cost of new wine, if you let your father know that he has taken the fine old wine he has been cellaring for ten years and sells it at a low price, he must be angry!

"How many do you have? I want as many as I want. "Wang Ping'an entered the village to buy wine, and when he saw cheap and good wine at this time, of course he didn't want to miss it.

"I—I'm only five hundred pounds...... No, no, it's only three hundred pounds. Xiaoqiang was distressed, but for the sake of face, he held on and couldn't be coaxed.

Wang Ping'an pouted: "A winemaker, the good wine he brews, is only 300 catties? When the next batch of sorghum wine of the same quality is brewed, send me a few hundred catties, and I will keep it useful. ”

"......" Xiaoqiang burst into tears, knowing that he didn't pretend to be forced, this deal was not profitable at all.

The villagers sitting next to him were amazed: "Erbao has really made a fortune recently, and he is willing to spend 9,000 yuan to buy wine at one time, which is amazing." ”

"How can I get rich, just make a little money to buy wine, my peaches on a few acres of land can make a fortune, those villagers who contract hundreds of acres of orchards, won't they get rich overnight?" Wang Ping'an said modestly.

"Hey, it seems to make a lot of sense, but who is that, it seems that they just transferred the contracted orchard, right?"

Several villagers, mired in self-doubt, pondered whether growing fruit would make money.

The old principal Wang Banli also said with a smile: "If you still have such good wine, thirty yuan a catty, give me a few dozen catties." ”

"There's really no more...... Other wines, a little worse than this, is it okay?" Xiao Qiang was covered in fat, trembling and almost oily.

"Hehe, forget it. The old headmaster was an open-minded person, and he didn't care, waved his hand, and gave up.

Wang Ping'an took the opportunity to say: "Old principal, since you like it, my wine, give you twenty catties." Drink first, and if you finish drinking, you can go to my peach orchard to drink. ”

"You're giving me twenty pounds, isn't that good...... Well, thank you Erbao, you kid, so generous. ”

"...... "The old principal is really not an ordinary person, so he accepts it?"

"......" Xiaoqiang burst into tears, obviously it was his family's good wine, and he hadn't seen the money yet, so why did he become Wang Ping'an's.

Wang Ping'an didn't let him wait longer, and directly transferred 9,000 yuan to him on WeChat, and explained: "Wait a minute, send me to Taoyuan in the south, don't delay my family to drink at night." It has to be the same wine, and you can't fool me with new wine. ”

"I know, I'm not that kind of person. Seeing the arrival of 9,000 yuan, the sadness on Xiaoqiang's face finally disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Jiefang's daughter-in-law suddenly saw riding an electric tricycle and turning out of the col in the village, with a worried face and a hurried expression.

"His sister-in-law, what are you doing here?" someone from the village greeted her from afar.

"Nothing, go to town to do something. She smiled stiffly, and when she passed by the leper bald spirit shed, she didn't slow down, nor did she greet anyone, she lowered her head and rode over without a sound.

"What's wrong with her, doesn't she look right?" Xiao Qiang muttered curiously.

In order to earn money for his son to build a house, Wang Jiefang went to the mountains to take risks, it is said that the boss in the city offered a high price, let him go to the Valley of the Medicine King, knowing the danger, Wang Jiefang also gritted his teeth and agreed. ”

"Calculate the time, Wang Jiefang has been out for three days, if something happens, the news should also come out. The village has not been peaceful lately, so everyone should be careful and don't risk it for a little money. ”

There are really no secrets in the village, and the things that Wang Jiefang said he wanted to keep secret have long been rumored by the villagers.

For a little money, he took a risk, Wang Ping'an didn't understand the idea of this kind of person.

However, it would be a pity that Wang Jiefang was really in danger.

After all, every autumn, the village is flooded with wild boars, and without capable hunters, the village will be very troublesome.

Wang Ping'an said to everyone, and with the big yellow dog that was spreading joy, he turned around and left, returning to Taoyuan.

The fat man Xiaoqiang, who also looked depressed, took the empty wine jug and returned home, ready to send three hundred catties of old wine to Wang Ping'an.

The others continued to sit next to them, chatting with the old headmaster Wang Banli, after the leper bald man was cremated, he could be buried tomorrow at the earliest. And the remaining dozen or so sheep don't know when they will be able to deal with them.

Wang Ping'an returned to Taoyuan and saw his father holding a knife, drunk and smoking, preparing to kill a sheep.

Lai Wang and Wang Wencai assisted on the side, one hugged the sheep's butt and the other held the sheep's head, fixing the half-grown lamb so that Wang Degui could go under the knife.

"Uncle even killed a cow back then, and killing this lamb is the same as playing...... Don't worry, I'll look for you...... I found the right place to go under the knife, and I was able to solve it with one slash. ”

One minute passed, three minutes passed, five minutes passed......

The big yellow dog looked sleepy and lay on the side and dozed off.

The eagle standing in the cage had sour eyes and did not see blood splattering.

Wang Degui circled around the lamb for more than a dozen turns, but still did not find a suitable place to go under the knife.

"Uncle, if you don't use the knife again, this sheep will be strangled to death by us. Laiwang reminded.

Wang Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and said, "It's better for me to come, you count on my father, he doesn't dare to go under the knife when he faints." He used to be at home, and at most he dared to kill chickens, but how could he have killed cattle and sheep?"

"Nonsense, I've also killed rabbits!" Wang Degui replied unconvinced.