The ancients' love for wine can be said to have a long history, whether it is the war of the Three Kingdoms or the righteous water margin wine is an indispensable drink.

For some generals who fought on the battlefield, wine is undoubtedly a necessity in life, and even some generals know that drinking is wrong but still have a soft spot for drinking, as far as Zhao Feng knows, Zhang Fei is a wine maniac.

From an economic point of view, in the late Han Dynasty, the market prospect of the liquor industry was still very sufficient, especially at this time, the liquor industry had not yet reached the peak of later generations, especially the highly spirited liquor was absolutely extremely rare at this time, and Zhao Feng naturally put the idea on the distillation technology.

It is not difficult to say that it is difficult to say that it is not simple or simple, this is the same as the incident of the apple smashing Newton, I believe that the person who was hit by the apple will never be the only Newton, but the only one who can put forward the theory of gravitation from being smashed is Newton, and the technology of distilled spirits is extremely simple to put it bluntly, but if no one points out the key, I am afraid it will have to go through a long period of development.

The benefit of rebirth is nothing more than far surpassing the predecessors in terms of knowledge, as the so-called ascending high and looking far, what Zhao Feng can easily do now If other people in the late Han Dynasty come to sit, even if he is as wise as Zhuge can complete it.

It was decided that since Zhao Feng also began to calculate, it is necessary to have a starting capital to do business, and it is almost impossible to make a lot of money without pennis, and the importance of original capital is extremely important at all times.

The Zhao family was considered a well-off family in the late Han Dynasty, and even if they sold some land for treatment a few years ago, they were at least much better than the commoners.

Ten acres of medium farmland are worth 20,000 yuan, ten cattle are worth 80,000 yuan, a house is worth 100,000 yuan, and the warehouse grain is worth 800,000 yuan, and the remaining assets of the entire Zhao family are a total of 100 gold (100 catties of gold), such a number can be said to be more than enough than the above, and the assets of any small family are several times more than this number.

According to the current price, the price of a bucket of rice wine is 30 yuan, and there will be about half a bucket left after a bucket of wine is distilled, and the price is 500 yuan a bucket, and the net profit of each bucket is 220 yuan.

Seven times the profit was enough to make Zhao Feng's assets swell rapidly.

"Zhao San! Zhao San! After finishing the draft, Zhao Feng called the housekeeper to prepare the steaming wine.

As soon as Zhao San heard Zhao Feng calling him outside, he hurried over: "Family master, what are your orders?" ”

"Go, you go and sell half of the grain in the warehouse for rice wine." Zhao Feng was ready to do a big job.

After listening to Zhao Feng's words, Zhao San didn't do it immediately, and after twisting it for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what the use of the head of the family to buy wine?" "It is said that as a domestic servant, you should never question the master's family, but now that the Zhao family is in a critical moment, Zhao San naturally does not allow Zhao Feng to waste the little money he has left.

Zhao Feng didn't mind and said casually: "I want to make wine!" A few days ago, a strange man gave me a secret method of winemaking, and I want to try it. "The things at the end of the Han Dynasty are easy to explain, as soon as there is something unusual, it can be directly pushed to the body of strange people, doesn't Zhang Jiao also claim to have the Taiping thaumaturgy of Nanhua Old Immortal? Zhao Feng didn't think that saying this would arouse any suspicion.

"Master of the house, if you want to make wine, you can directly brew it yourself with grain!" Zhao San felt that he had been unable to keep up with Zhao Feng's train of thought recently.

Zhao Feng didn't think about it so much, as a young man in the twenty-first century, the first thing that came to mind was to buy it with money, and Zhao Feng is the legendary rich second generation, although he didn't do too much special, but his living standard is indeed far beyond normal people, and it is precisely because of the lack of economic pressure for many years, under the influence of various factors, Zhao Feng will make such a joke.

"Well, if that's the case, then you can go to the warehouse to get grain and make wine!" Zhao Feng could only hide his embarrassment in a commanding tone.

In his previous life, Zhao Feng would only taste wine and not make wine, and if the second generation of Daofu in this world couldn't drink, he would be despised.

However, even if Zhao Feng is not proficient in winemaking, he can still distill basic distillation, even if Zhao Sanzhuo's alcohol degree is not enough, he can further purify, and the effect is not much different from direct brewing, which is also the reason why he is full of confidence in winemaking.

"Okay." Zhao San saw that Zhao Feng's tone was resolute, and he knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he had to obey the order

When the ten families of the Zhao family were busy making wine, Zhao Feng was busy calculating how much money he could make, whenever he thought that he could create a lot of wealth with his own hands, his mood would inevitably be excited, different from the previous life, the money he spent in his previous life was not earned by himself, and the feeling of earning money by himself was one word - cool!

Thirty buckets of rice can make ten buckets of rice wine with a height of several meters, one stone of grain can make five buckets of rice wine, and the grain in the warehouse can be used to brew roughly 2,000 stone of grain, so the first batch of high-concentration rice wine that can be brewed is about 20,000 buckets.

A bucket of wine can make a profit of 250 yuan, and the gross profit of 20,000 buckets of wine is 5,000,000 yuan. The price of one stone of grain is about 200 yuan, so it is estimated that the first batch of Zhao's fine wine brewed can earn about 4,600,000 yuan, which is equivalent to 460 gold.

It can be said that Zhao Feng only needs to brew the first batch, and his assets can be multiplied several times, the number looks quite large, in fact, compared with the real family, this is only a fraction.

Like Zhang Fei is just a butcher, with the assets left in his family, he can equip five hundred light horses, even if some of them are sponsored by merchants, but Zhang Fei's family wealth is definitely far greater than the current Zhao Feng.

"We're ordinary people, we're so happy today!" Zhao Feng is not a person who drills the horns of the bull, since he already has a way to make money, why worry about not coming the banknotes?

After seven days, Zhao Feng's liquor business did not surprise him, as an undeveloped market, the digestion of Zhao Feng's high-end liquor was still very fast, and after only seven days, all the inventory of the Zhao family was exhausted, and the wealth of nearly 500 gold made Zhao Feng no longer need to worry about his livelihood.

"Master, you are so godly, how did you do it?" Zhao San looked at the piles of gold in front of him with an incredulous expression.

Zhao Feng was also not modest at all and laughed: "It's good to know, you lord, I am a genius!" Wow, hahaha," Zhao Feng crossed his hands on his waist, quite like a king.

Everyone just moved for a moment and then regained their calm, the stronger the master, the more beneficial it is for those who are slaves, and after figuring out the trick, everyone no longer looked at the gold on the ground, that is, from this moment on, Zhao Feng had his first batch of henchmen.

"Wait a while to exchange all this gold for grain, and then you continue to stay here to make wine, Zhao San, you come with me." Zhao Feng now adds to the demeanor of the head of the family between his gestures.

Zhao Feng took Zhao San to the inner hall, and Zhao Feng, who had been thinking about the Yellow Turban in his heart, actually forgot that Zhao San was still standing on the side.

"Master, are you alright?" Zhao San followed Zhao Feng to the inner hall, and seeing that Zhao Feng didn't speak for a long time, Zhao San couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Huh?" Zhao Feng reacted: "Oh, it's okay. ”

"Steward Zhao, I have an extremely important task to hand over to you here, but I don't know if you can do it?"

"Don't worry, the head of the family, I, Zhao San, swear to complete the task assigned by the head of the family!" Zhao San's categorical rhetoric made Zhao Feng impressed.

In fact, Zhao Feng's idea is very simple, he just wants Zhao San to go out to develop his strength, to say that it is difficult to hear that he is the king of the mountain, and he must not sit still and wait for the Yellow Turban to die, since he has money now, he naturally has to take advantage of the Yellow Turban Rebellion to develop his own power.

In his previous life, Zhao Feng had conducted countless drills for the Three Kingdoms in his heart, and now what he has to do is to hide his strength and increase his power as much as possible.