Chapter Seventy-Six: Three Hundred Jars of Wine

At that time, a round of cold sun appeared in the sky, but after all, it was sunshine, shining on the earth and on people's faces, all of which were brilliant.

The people took a look at Xu Qing's house, drank ginger soup, Xu Qing sent a lot of sugar, and the people left happily. Later, a few well-informed small landlords came one after another, as well as people from more remote areas, Xu Qing had nothing to do, they all talked to them, and met and drank. Those people were also like being favored, and at noon, no one came. There is an agreement in the customs, and the white guest does not come to the door at the meal.

At this time, the subordinate who went to drive the door guest to leave came back and said to Xu Qing: "Master, the rest have been driven away, but there is still one who refuses to leave, he did not have a night banquet last night, but was in the room." ”

"Oh? Call him," Xu Qing thought to himself, this person is not as vain as others, could it be that he is really talented. Those who were driven out had already suffered from the cold, and now they have been driven out again by the cold. Isn't it just nine deaths? Thinking of this, Xu Qing felt a little pity, and almost opened his mouth to forgive them and let his subordinates find them back. However, as soon as they remembered their words last night, the anger in their hearts rose again, and they dispelled their previous thoughts.

After a while, a strong young man came, and unlike those scholars, this person seemed to be a martial artist. I saw him take a step forward, clenched his fists and said: "Under the leader of Xia Yang." ”

Xu Qing's heart moved, but his face was still silent, why? It's just because the dark river is still a top secret in front of outsiders.

Seeing that Xu Qing's face was expressionless and puzzled, the martial artist hugged his fists again and gave something away. A black box was handed to Xu Qing and quietly opened, and a half-yellow leaf fell - a potato leaf!

Seeing this leaf, Xu Qing believed most of it, but still asked, "That, why are you here?" Xu Qing quietly crushed the potato leaves, waved his hand again, and let the maids go down.

The martial artist said softly: "Lord, I am a person under the leader of Yang Xin. On the orders of the lord, the leader of Yang Xin brought back the vats of things and stationed them in a valley at this time. The leader of Yang Xin asked me to wait for the lord to come back in Hongshan Town, and I went to inform him when I returned. ”

Xu Qing had several questions in his heart, but he just said: "Where is Yang Xin, if it's not far away, let him come to see me?" ”

If this martial artist asked Xu Qing to see Yang Cheng wherever he opened his mouth, then Xu Qing would have half of his doubts. But now it's just a matter of letting Yang Xin come to see him, and the initiative is in his hands, so it's fine.

The martial artist did not hesitate, and took the order, saying that he could get here in two hours.

At noon, another snack was delivered, Xu Qingcha and dim sum were eaten, and finally remembered the purpose of going to Hongshan Town: to arrange a vacant room for the people behind.

Find Old Man Ni Bai and count the empty rooms in the house one by one. From the outside to the inside, there are 120 outer rooms, 50 pro-rooms, and 50 rooms for the next person. Xu Qing estimated that it was still a little insufficient, so he asked Ni Bai how many people there were in the family and if he could move it.

Old man Ni Bai was surprised, and there were hundreds of people in the family, saying that this was someone who had been moved, and the men and women all slept in the same bed.

Xu Qing couldn't help frowning and asked, "When did you add so many people to your family?" ”

Ni Baiyan replied: "Master, when you left, there was nothing in the barn at home, and in the past few years, it has been full, and there are five people who burn the fire and prevent moisture every day, do you say there are many people?" The main thing is the warehouse, and there are a few abacus and a few gong drivers. ”

The abacus is the scribe and the bookkeeper, and the gong man is the one who goes to the countryside to persuade the farmers, and the farmers in the countryside are not all diligent, and there are also lazy people who need to be reminded to work, and threaten to collect rent and raise taxes.

Xu Qing asked Ni Bai to take him to the warehouse again. There are two warehouses at home, one in this Luonan County Bofu, which has a capacity of 500 stones, and another outside, which has a capacity of 3,000 stones. At home, the main thing is to put some fine grains, and the one outside is to store rough grains.

When he opened the granary at home, Xu Qing felt the harvest season, such as the monkey entering the peach orchard. Ni Bai pointed to the rows of bamboo poles placed horizontally in the east side, and the bacon with just the right color and dried meat hung on the bamboo poles, and then said: "Master, the bacon here is dried after autumn, and last year's one has been thrown into the warehouse outside." ”

I went to a place with a jar, and there were many preserved fish hanging on the jar: "Below here are pickled rice fish, and above are all caught in their own ponds." ”

These fish and meat can reflect the heritage of the family in ancient times. Because there is a lot of gold and silver, it only means that your family is rich, but if there is a lot of food, it means that there are many people in your family. You have to prepare so much food at home, can there be not many people? However, Xu Qing was only relieved, but when he saw Ni Bai pointing to the three hundred altars of immortal brewing, he was really excited.

Old man Ni Bai said: "These three hundred altars of immortal brew were transported from Chang'an more than two years ago and have been hidden here. Since the master had orders in front of us, we didn't throw it away, oh, yes. Master, why does this wine take so long? ”

Xu glanced at Old Man Ni Bai, but he also knew that Old Man Ni Bai's doubts were for a reason. In the Tang Dynasty, the wine was puree wine, which could not be stored for a long time, and it would be pantothenic acid if it was left for a long time. Xu Qing's distilled liquor is different, and everyone in later generations knows that the longer the liquor is kept, the more fragrant it is.

One of the most critical changes is that it is more valuable!

Xu Qing's family has money, but Xu Qing is still in an embarrassing state of starvation and freezing, and his monthly pocket money of thirty yuan has almost been canceled. In this way, there are still three days to check the thirty yuan, and if there is one penny, it must be explained clearly.

So looking at the three hundred jars of wine, Xu Qing was happy, how much does this have to be exchanged?

He asked Ni Bai, what is the market price of this immortal brew now?

Ni Bai smiled and said: "I don't know how many little old men are sold in Chang'an, but in this Luonan, all that is sold from Steward Yang is fifteen taels and one jar." There is no market! ”

"Fifteen and eleven altars! Hongshan Town sells 100 jars in a month, isn't it 1,500 taels of silver? In addition to the road expenses, as well as raw materials and labor, the net income of 1,000 taels is still there, right? Tens of thousands of taels a year, this is only east of Chang'an, plus others, 100,000 taels a year? Xu Qing calculated, glanced at the three hundred jars of wine, and muttered: "These three hundred jars, let alone forty taels of jars, haha...... 10,000 taels......"

Ni Bai couldn't believe it when he heard it, but Xu Qing didn't give him a solution, and said directly: "Ni Bai, these three hundred altars of immortal brewing are the top priority in the house, and they must be strictly guarded!" Strictly guard against it, never let anyone other than me come in, if there is a little mistake, I will let you not protect the night! ”