If you want to make a fortune, you have to rely on this!

Yang Shouwen held Yang Youniang in one hand, rushed into the courtyard gate quickly, and went straight to the firewood room.

"Sister-in-law Yang, what's wrong with my son?"

Song looked at Yang suspiciously, and had only been in contact with Yang Shouwen for two days after he woke up, but Song generally knew something about Yang Shouwen. She didn't expect that Yang Shouwen would be so excited. After two days of contact, in her impression, Yang Shouwen seemed to have an unusual calmness. No matter how big it is, he won't mess up.

Yang smiled bitterly: "If you go back to the lady, the slave doesn't know why the son is like this."

Yesterday he tinkered with some stuff before he went to the county seat, and I told him about it just now, so I was so excited. ”

"What did he stir up?"

"Wine!"

"Wine?"

Song was surprised and asked, "Is my son addicted to alcohol?" ”

Yang shook his head, "My son is not good at drinking, and when the old lady was alive in the past, he liked the things in this cup." But in my memory, my son didn't drink a drop of alcohol. ”

For the first time, Song didn't pay attention.

But this second and third time, the Yang family called Yang Shouwen 'son', and it was very natural. This also made the Song family realize that the Yang family's status in the Hugu Mountain family was definitely not as ordinary as she imagined. And from Yang Shouwen's attitude towards Yang Youniang just now, it all shows the status of the Yang family's mother and daughter in Yang Shouwen's heart.

Song's eyes rolled, and he immediately had an idea.

"Sister-in-law Yang, let's go and have a look?"

"Okay, let's go check it out."

Yang said, and accompanied Song to the courtyard.

"Erlang, help Yang Jasmine move the things in the car."

When the Song family entered the door, he suddenly gave an order to Yang Rui. Yang Rui originally wanted to go to see the excitement, but as soon as Song said this, he had no excuse. Standing beside the carriage with a bitter face, he looked at the boxes on the carriage and suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

In the firewood room, more than a dozen jars of wine are neatly placed.

A large, at the same time rudimentary still was in the middle of the wood room, the fire below it had been extinguished, but the ashes in the hearth could still be seen. Yang Shouwen put down the young lady, walked to the wine jar and squatted down, carefully uncovering the oil paper covering it. A strong, familiar aroma of wine greeted him, and the smile on his face immediately increased.

That's the smell!

Yang Shouwen let out a long breath and picked up a water scoop from the bucket next to the wine jar.

Scooping a scoop of wine, he put it to his lips and took a sip.

It is indeed a little stronger than before, but in comparison, it has a more pure feeling than the wine in the memory of the previous life.

It is not as strong as the wine of the previous life, but it is a little more pure.

With the winemaking technology of this era, Yang Shouwen feels that it is already good.

"Brother son, is it delicious?"

The young lady squatted beside Yang Shouwen, looking at Yang Shouwen with some expectation.

The little guy was drunk with alcohol yesterday, but when he woke up, he missed the smell of wine. It's just that Yang watched it closely, and she tried to drink secretly several times but failed to do so. Now that Yang Shouwen is back, the young lady seems to have found the backbone again.

She bit her fingers and looked at Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing, handed over the water scoop, and said softly: "Only take a sip." ”

The young lady nodded vigorously, pursed her mouth to make a strong appearance, and after leaning on the side of the water scoop and taking a sip, she immediately made a 'ha' sound. The little face was flushed, she opened her small mouth, spit out small cloves, and kept snorting about wine.

"It doesn't taste good."

The appearance of the young lady made Yang Shouwen laugh.

He poured the wine from the ladle into the jar, and then walked out of the woodroom with the jar in his arms.

The sun shone into the wine jar, and the wine took on an amber color, with a touch of rouge.

"Good wine."

Yang is not good at drinking, but Song knows how to drink.

She smelled the rich aroma of wine, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise it.

"Young lady, go get a bowl."

The young lady agreed, and ran to the kitchen with a pair of small legs, and came back after a while, with an extra wine bowl in her hand.

Yang Shouwen poured a bowl of wine, and the wine was even clearer.

The color of the rouge has also become more intense, and it looks extremely beautiful.

"A-Niang, try it?"

Song glanced at Yang Shouwen and said with a smile: "Is this the wine made by the son?" That's a must-try. ”

She took it and took a sip.

His face changed instantly, and he said loudly: "It's been a long time, it's mellow and fragrant, I'm afraid this is the best wine I've ever drunk." ”

Changping is located in a bitter cold place.

Most of the people who live here have two sips of good drinks, and even women are no exception. Women like Yang who don't like to drink are actually not the majority in Changping. However, there are more women like Song.

Yang Shouwen's eyes also showed joy, and he said softly: "A-Niang, how much gold is this wine worth?" ”

Song thought for a moment and replied, "This wine is different from what I have drunk before, in addition to being more pure, it also adds a bit of strength. I can't say well elsewhere, but in Youzhou, this jar of wine is consistent money, and it will be in short supply...... If it is sold to Chang'an, I am afraid that the price can be increased several times. ”

This wine is only a hundred Wen a jar.

Counting the loss, it killed one hundred and fifty Wen one altar.

It can be sold consistently in Changping alone, and if it is to Jixian or Fanyang, the price will be higher.

As for Chang'an...... Yang Shouwen hasn't thought that far yet. But even so, the profit in it has made him very happy.

But maybe a few more gimmicks?

Yang Shouwen looked at the wine jar, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

After a while, he suddenly said to Yang Rui: "Erlang, I still have the usual money here, go buy me some jars in the city." I want that kind of good wine jar, I don't care how much it is, I can buy it as good as it is, and by the way, I can buy a pair of pen and ink. ”

"What's it for?"

Yang Rui looked dazed.

On the side, Song shook his head slightly, looking extremely disappointed.

Or is it too simple...... Although you are a child of the Yang family, you still have the blood of the Song family in your body, but you are not as good as your brother who has been stupid for seventeen years. Song took out a piece of gold cake from the leather pocket on his waist and beckoned Yang Rui to come over.

"According to your eldest brother's instructions, go to Xiangfuju and ask them to send a hundred of the best white porcelain altars."

"A-Niang, that can be a white porcelain altar, but it costs one hundred and eighty yuan."

"Where did you get so much nonsense, just buy it...... Erlang, you have to follow your eldest brother in the future and study hard. ”

The Song family looked like he hated it, shaking his head and looking helpless.

"It's been a busy afternoon, and I'm hungry."

She turned her head, looked at Yang Shouwen, and said with a smile: "Why don't you eat with this wine for lunch, I don't know what my son thinks?" ”

Song's request, Yang Shouwen naturally would not refuse.

Here, Yang went to prepare lunch, and Yang Jasmine sat alone on the steps of the front yard, holding a laundry mallet in her hand.

Yang Shouwen sat on the porch and watched the young lady tease the dog with Bodhi.

And Song simply cleaned up the room, then came to the front hall and sat down next to Yang Shouwen.

"Son, what are you going to do with this wine?"

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned and looked at Yang suspiciously.

"Don't tell me that you made this wine because you wanted to drink it yourself.

Sister-in-law Yang told me that you are not a good drinker. Then you have put so much effort into it, you must want to sell. ”

This Song is a smart person.

Yang Shouwen hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Don't hide it from my mother, I brew this wine, I really want to sell it, so as to add some income to the family." Daddy is in the yamen, although he has no worries about food and clothing, but the expenses that are sent every day will not be less. I wanted to hand over all the income from this job, and then I would rely on this wine to make a living here.

Since A-Niang asked, could it be that she had any ideas? ”

Song smiled and said softly: "My son's idea is very good, but do you know how to sell this wine well?" ”

"This ......"

Yang Shouwen had no business experience in his previous life, and he was also confused.

Song said: "The wine is good, and people need to know it."

Changping is located in the border wilderness, you are full of calculations, how much wine can you sell in a year? It's cheaper, it's not cost-effective; It's expensive, but I don't know who to sell to. I know that many people look down on businessmen, but they don't know that there are also university questions in these businessmen. Back then, my father was able to earn a big family business from fur, and he had his own means of doing business.

It's a pity that my three brothers ...... I didn't learn how to do business, but I calculated and calculated all day long, and I could only be ruined.

Son, if you can trust A-Niang, you might as well give this wine to A-Niang to make. In this way, you and your father don't have to show up, so as not to affect the future in the future. As for the mother, you can also add another family business to the Yang family. ”