The concerns of the Song family and Song Sanlang's family, Yang Shouwen is actually very clear.

They do not have mature winemaking technology in their hands, and rely entirely on buying wine from outside for purification and processing. At first glance, this may not seem like a problem. However, different wines must be purified and processed separately, which will inevitably increase costs. At the same time, if it is known to the outside world that they brew it this way, it will definitely cause huge trouble.

Not to mention anything else, as long as Xingyang and even the Heluo area no longer offer wine to them, this Qingping tune will be difficult to sustain.

Bishui Spring is a local specialty of Xingyang, and it also has strong support behind it. They may not say anything, but they certainly won't be supplying the Yang family. At that time, if Yang Shouwen wanted to continue brewing Qingping Tune, he would have to buy it from other places.

As a result, costs are bound to increase.

And this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that the process of making this still is not complicated. If, if someone buys a helper, it will be easy for someone to copy it. At that time, the advantage that Yang Shouwen has will be gone.

In those days, there was no patent protection.

People want to copy your still, and they don't even have to say hello to you.

Yang Shouwen and Song Sanlang's father and son discussed in a low voice while thinking about the solution.

The best thing to do is to create your own cellar where you can make your own wine...... Otherwise, sooner or later it's a problem.

In the past, in Changping, Yang Shouwen considered such a small place, and there was no need to worry too much.

But now, he is in Xingyang, and he has a boss plan in his heart, how can he not act cautiously?

"Actually. Siniang has thought about it. Make your own wine. ”

"Oh?"

"But here's the thing. We are not familiar with life in Xingyang, and we can't find anyone at once, so we didn't take action. ”

"This, indeed, is troublesome."

Yang Shouwen nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "In this way, let go of the helper's affairs first."

Third uncle, you continue to be familiar with this family now, and I will discuss it with my father. Let's see if we can come up with a solution. ”

"If that's the case, it's better to hurry."

Song Sanlang didn't urge Yang Shouwen anymore, because this matter is indeed not something that can be solved in one or two sentences.

After coming out of the winery, Yang Shouwen's mood became a little depressed.

I thought the future was bright, but now it seems that it is really difficult!

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Back home, Yang Shouwen felt that something was wrong.

Yang Chenglie was in his small courtyard, and when he saw him come in, he looked up and down. There was something strange on his face.

"Father, what are you doing here?"

Yang Shouwen thought that his father's comic attribute was about to attack again. I couldn't help but ask.

"Son, you've done a good job."

"What's wrong?"

"Let me ask you, did you fight poetry with people in the Guanshui Pavilion yesterday?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "There is such a thing, when I arrived in Xingyang yesterday, I didn't know how to find you, so I went to Guanshui Pavilion to inquire about the news." I didn't expect ...... Father, what is your expression? ”

Yang Chenglie saw that Yang Shouwen admitted it, but he didn't show any excitement, but looked even more worried.

He grabbed Yang Shouwen's arm and said in a trembling voice: "Son, I know that you want to become famous and find your young lady." But you ...... Do you know that after Pan Hua went back yesterday, he was taken to the ancestral hall and beaten to death. ”

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen was startled and looked at Yang Chenglie in shock.

"No, it won't."

"Won't?" Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly: "When he gains power, he will naturally be indulged by the family. But do you know how big the impact of yesterday's events was? O thief! The Pan family is also a scholarly family, how can they stand this kind of thing?

Moreover, this matter also involved the Sergeant Wu clan.

He Zhizhang will come sooner or later to ask for the guilt, and the Sergeant Wu clan will also come to find trouble for the Pan family. It is not surprising that the Pan family has such a move. He preemptively beat Pan Hua to death, whether it was He Zhizhang or others provoking, they also took the lead. ”

"But, they killed."

Yang Shouwen was still a little dazed, and couldn't help but speak.

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and said: "It's just a literary thief, if he is killed, he will be killed, who can get justice for him?" ”

Yang Shouwen suddenly came to his senses.

This was an era when the power of the clan was far greater than the power of the government.

The so-called people do not sue, and the officials do not hold them accountable. What's more, a wealthy family like the Pan family, even if Pan Hua is killed, the government will not be able to manage money.

That's it......

"Father, Pan Hua is dead, what does it have to do with you and me?"

Yang Chenglie said: "Naturally, it has nothing to do with you and me. You are helping the Zheng family get ahead this time, so even if the Pan family comes to look for your mold, there will be the Zheng family to protect you, I am not worried. But the son...... As I recall, you didn't read. ”

After Yang Chenglie said this, he stared at Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen understood, Yang Chenglie was not worried, his poems were also stolen?

"Father, are you worried that my poems were also stolen?"

Yang Chenglie didn't answer, but his expression was enough to show what he was thinking at the moment.

It is no wonder that Yang Shouwen has been in a state for seventeen years, from soberness to now, it is only half a year. Do you want to say that he can reach the level of poetry in half a year? Yang Chenglie would never believe it. He was afraid that Yang Shouwen's poems were also stolen. If this is the case, even if he helps the Zheng family this time, the Zheng family will not appreciate it in the end.

Yang Shouwen's brain was spinning rapidly.

A moment later, just when Yang Chenglie was about to take it back, he sighed and said quietly: "Father, there is something that the child must tell you." ”

"You won't really be ......"

"Father, you don't have to worry, the child can guarantee that those poems are written by children."

Yang Shouwen is not afraid that someone will come out to confront him, because he can be sure that the few poems he has written so far have not appeared in this era. His poems are indeed stolen, but they are stolen from the hands of the people of the future.

Don't worry about uncle, it comes from the hand of Gao Shi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

And Gao Shi should have been born in Chang'an for four years, that is, around 704 AD. So, "Leave Uncle Alone", safe!

The three willow branch poems made yesterday in Guanshui Pavilion originated from Meng Jiao, Bai Juyi and Li She. These three people are also not born yet, so even if someone wants to find a source, it is unlikely. As for the Qingping tone made by Yang Shouwen and the young lady before, it was from Li Bai's hand. And Li Bai was born in the first year of Chang'an......

Yang Shouwen is very relieved that his poetry will not be seen.

If someone really came to him to find trouble, Yang Shouwen would not care, you must know that he was bedridden on the sickbed for more than ten years in his previous life, but the "Dictionary of Tang Poetry Appreciation" published by Shanghai Lexicographical Publishing House was almost about to be turned over. (To be continued......)

PS: Tired of being a dog, I don't want to move.

There are two more days, continue to grit your teeth and persevere, and you're about to go crazy....../(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

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