Shi Jin practiced martial arts hard, and one day, Shi Taigong was infected with a cold, which he thought was a trivial matter.

invited Xu Mingde to come to consult and take medicine, but he didn't expect that after a few days, his condition did not improve, but became more serious.

At this time, Shi Jin panicked, and hurriedly sent someone to invite doctors from near and far at any cost.

I hired a lot of doctors and spent countless silver taels.

Buddha is destined to be a person, and medicine will not die of disease!

Even if Shi Jin did his best in the hospital bed, the medical level of this era was still too backward, and Shi Taigong did not survive and died.

Although 63 years old is a high life expectancy in ancient times, Shi Jin looked at Shi Taigong with his eyes closed, but it was the first time since he was reborn that he cried silently.

I still remember that when Shi Jin was devouring, Shi Taigong persuaded Shi Jin to eat slowly, but he pulled all the food to Shi Jin's pampering and kind appearance.

still remembers that Shi Jin willfully studied martial arts and ignored the right things. It was Shi Taigong's daily efforts to check the account books that made Shi Jiazhuang's various businesses so smooth.

Only when he left, Shi Jin knew that he had been silently supporting him behind his back.

What a bastard himself!

Shi Jin really wanted to slap himself. When you understand that you should cherish your parents, your son wants to support you but you can't wait for your parents!

Shi Jin wiped away his tears, and on the one hand asked Zhuang Ke to prepare white cloth and linen clothes, and on the other hand, he asked people to find a good coffin to hold the funeral, and at the same time invited the monk to repair the good deeds, chase the fasting and the seventh, and recommend the princess;

He also asked the Taoist priest to establish a Jiao festival and live beyond the heavens.

I made more than a dozen altars of good deeds and meritorious fruit dojos, and when I chose an auspicious day, I went out for funeral and burial.

There are three or four hundred historical households in the village, all of whom come to send their filial piety.

He was buried in the ancestral grave on the mountain west of the village.

On the night when Shi Taigong was sent away, the old housekeeper Shi Fu brought a bunch of keys and a few account books to Shi Jin, and said, "Young Zhuang Master, this is the treasury key and account book in the village, you can count it!" ”

Shi Jin looked at those account books with a headache, and said with excuses, "Uncle Fu, you are a trustworthy person." I still want to keep these things with you for the time being. ”

Shi Fu didn't answer, he shook his head and said, "My master has passed away, and I'm getting older, so I'm afraid I won't have a few years to live." Young owner, from now on, you should clean up your temperament and ask about the affairs of the village! This village is the old man's hard work to save, and please cherish the young owner, otherwise the old man will die blindly. ”

Hearing Uncle Fu say that he didn't have a few years to live, Shi Jin raised his head and looked at the wrinkles on Shi Fu's face, Shi Fu was also fifty-seven years old.

Shi Jin nodded and said, "I understand, thank you Uncle Fu." These things are put right here. From today onwards, I will take care of the affairs of the village and will not let you down! ”

Shi Fu was very happy to hear it and said, "That's good, that's good." The young owner has grown up, so the master will also go with peace of mind! ”

Shi Fu turned around and slowly walked out of the middle hall, "The young owner has grown up, and the young owner has finally grown up!" ”

Looking at his back, thinking of Shi Taigong, Shi Jin sighed, lit the wick, opened the account book, and looked at the lantern night.

After taking the time to read the ledger, Shi Jin had a certain understanding of his own industry.

At present, the main income is the income from the sale of illicit salt and restaurants, and other things such as fields are small heads.

Sure enough, if you want to get rich, you must do business.

Although the private salt and the restaurant have a combined income of five or six thousand per month, excluding the cost, the monthly bundle of the family and the expenses of the village protection team, it is about two thousand taels of surplus money per month.

With two thousand taels left every month, it's definitely a wealthy family.

But in order to treat Shi Taigong, in order to make him beautiful when he left, he spent thousands of taels of silver.

Now there are only a thousand taels of silver left in the ledger.

This amount of money is too little, and in the Water Margin, it seems that soon after Shi Taigong's death, Shi Jin will have an intersection with Zhu Wu of Shaohua Mountain, and then he will be forced to fall into the grass.

Whether you have a better plan in the future, you must make money as soon as possible.

I have money in my hand, and I don't panic in my heart.

In order to increase his income, Shi Jin thought of something else.

Sake making!

Now that the autumn harvest has passed, this year's Huayin is rare to have a good wind and rain, and there is a lot of grain harvest, and there is just a surplus of grain to make wine and steam.

On the one hand, he asked the housekeepers in the village to use sorghum as raw materials, barley and peas to make koji, and make sake.

On the other hand, he also instructed Wang Si to take people to buy wine.

In nearly a month, Shi Jin sent people to purchase nearly 1,000 catties of sorghum wine.

The alcohol content of sorghum wine in the Song Dynasty was between 5% and 20%, which was a low-alcohol brewed wine.

Shi Jin bought these wines back because he wanted to purify them through distillation and increase the alcohol content of the wine.

The backyard of Shijiazhuang, in a tiled house.

Shi Jin had already asked someone to build a kitchen stove, and on the kitchen stove was a cauldron, which was a bit like an ancient fire boiler with a lid.

After the stove is filled with firewood, the low-alcohol brewed liquor at the bottom of the cauldron is heated, so that the low-boiling alcohol evaporates first because the boiling points of alcohol and water are different.

The evaporated alcohol vapor rises, passes through the vent of the cauldron, encounters the lid and is cold, and flows down from the wall of the pot into an annular groove in the middle of the pot, and then flows out of the cauldron and into the wine jar along a thin copper pipe at the bottom of the groove.

Soon, with the accumulation of wine jars. The tiled house is filled with the rich aroma of wine.

"What a strong aroma of wine!" Shi Fu twitched his nose and said, "Da Lang, this wine?" ”

"I plan to sell wine and increase the income of the village!" Shi Jin replied.

Shi Fu is an alcoholic, and he likes to have a few drinks when he has nothing to do. My favorite is lamb wine.

Now smelling the rich aroma of wine, Shi Fu's heart is like tickling, and he desperately wants to taste it.

Hearing Shi Jin say that it was for sale, Shi Fu said with a smile, "Since that's the case, how about I taste it!" ”

Seeing Shi Fu take a spoonful from the wine jar with a bamboo spoon, Shi Jin hurriedly persuaded and said: "Uncle Fu, this wine is strong, just taste it!" ”

Shi Fu hurriedly shouted indifferently, "I can't get drunk even for twenty or thirty pounds, what is this wine!" ”

Hearing Shi Fu say this, Shi Jin watched with a smile as Shi Fu drank the wine from the bamboo spoon in one gulp.

As soon as the wine was drunk, a hot heat rushed from his stomach to Shi Fu's head.

His face was huddled together, his eyes squinted, and he was half-speechless.

After a while, Shi Fucai took a long breath, and the first thing he said was to shout, "Good wine!" ”

Shi Fu pouted and said, "Da Lang, what kind of wine is this, it's so strong!" ”

Shi Jin smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, this wine is called burning knives!" ”

Shi Fu shouted, "Good name, this wine has a strong smell, like fire, isn't it just burning knives!" Compared with our Song people, the Khitan and Dangxiang people love this liquor more, but their wine is simply plain water compared to Dalang's! As long as this wine is sold to Daliao and Daxia, I am afraid that they will rush to buy it. ”

Shi Jin asked, "Does Uncle Fu know who is a businessman between these two countries?" ”

Now I asked Shi Fu, the people who can trade between the two countries have the ability to pass through the sky behind them, and they are really not the little stewards of Shijiazhuang who can befriend.

"I know a few traders who walk the border between the two countries all year round, but they are all unworthy guys. I'm afraid I won't be able to do such a big deal! ”

Shi Jin looked at the thirty jars of spirits and scratched his hair.

This burning knife Shi Jin planned to sell it at a price of one pound and one tael.

This price is not low, and it is not affordable for ordinary people to drink at all. It was deliberately sold to those high-ranking nobles and wealthy gentry.

Shi Jin lowered his head and pondered for a while and said, "It seems that we have to open up sales first!" ”

The hottest and most upscale restaurant in Huayin County is its own Fuchun Building.

As long as you put the sake there and sell it, you can definitely open up sales and spread fame at the same time.

But with such passive sales, I don't know how long it will take to make the reputation of burning knives out, which is not what Shi Jin wants.

Shi Jin decided to go to the big city to sell and open up sales.

On this day, Shi Jin took ten Zhuang guests and two cars of newly brewed burning knives to Chang'an, the county of Jingzhao Prefecture.