Refusing his cousin Wang Lan's invitation to stay for dinner, Zhang Lan drove back to the old mansion. I went into the kitchen and made a pot of cabbage and tofu stewed vermicelli, made another egg soup, ate two bowls of steamed buns and drank half a bowl of soup before sitting on the sofa and sighing with satisfaction.

"What's going on? Didn't you eat when you came back? Seeing Zhang Lan gobbling up and lying on the sofa after eating, Qin Yongjun asked with a smile while peeling an apple.

"No, Sister Wang Lan warmly invited me to stay for dinner, but it was not far away, so I still drove to my house to eat freely." Zhang Lan said while lying on the sofa squinting her eyes.

The next day, Zhang Lan had just sent off a pilgrim who was worshipping Buddha and asking about things in the Xixin side. Since he got his TCM specialty qualification certificate, now Zhang Lan has begun to give acupuncture occasionally, and the effect of acupuncture is much better, and the number of people looking for him has gradually increased in recent days.

Zhang Lan is going to see if he wants to continue to decorate the house after a while, but the problem is that the residential function on the panel is about to disappear, and he has not had time to use merit to infect many places in the current courtyard.

Sitting on the Taishi chair in the west room, he was thinking about something, when the phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Tian Qingyong calling.

"Hey, Brother Yong."

"Zhang Lan, will you be free here? I'll tell you something. Tian Qingyong's voice sounded very happy, and his voice was very loud.

"If you're free, you can say it, Brother Yong." Zhang Lan got up and walked to the hall and sat on the sofa.

"Have you been soaking in medicinal wine these days? I'm going to soak all the remaining forty or so jars. Now that the factory procedures have basically been completed, I am going to send out some of this batch of medicinal wine during the Spring Festival. Tian Qingyong said his plan.

"Yes, it's okay at any time. This is more than three months before the Chinese New Year. If you start soaking in the next few days, it's just the right time. Hearing that Tian Qingyong was about to soak all the remaining wine in the factory, Zhang Lan hurriedly agreed. Don't be afraid to be tired for a few days, so you don't have to worry about it in the future.

"Okay, you give me the list, and I'll ask someone to prepare the medicinal herbs in the past two days. When the herbs arrived, they began to soak. Tian Qingyong said.

"If more than 40 tanks are all used for precious medicinal materials, the cost will fly to the sky, Brother Yong, have you really decided to soak them all?" Zhang Lan whispered to Tian Qingyong about his concerns.

"Everywhere you can use precious medicinal herbs. Zhang Lan, you help me write a few more recipes from low to high, soak more than a dozen jars of the best, and use the average for the rest. It's best to keep it below 10 million, and you can't get it if you have more. It's not a one-year thing, some people have to have it every year after giving it this year. Tian Qingyong said on the phone.

"Brother Yong, when are you free, let's meet and talk, by the way, you can also arrange a few people, I will be responsible for dispensing the medicine at that time, and your people will be responsible for brewing the wine and pulling it away directly." Tens of millions of things at once, I have no place to store them. "Zhang Lan doesn't want to store tens of millions of medicinal wine at home, that is to invite disaster for herself.

"Okay, I'll go over in the evening, and we'll meet and talk." Tian Qingyong said briskly.

Hanging up the phone, Qin Yongjun quietly sat opposite Zhang Lan. As soon as Zhang Lan looked up and saw Qin Yongjun's flattering smile, she was almost trembling with fright. opened his mouth and said: "Ms. Qin Yongjun, as the mother of my future child, you can have something to say, don't be so scary. “

"I'm smiling at you, what do you call me scary." Qin Yongjun put away his smile and said dissatisfied.

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter?" Zhang Lan didn't argue with her.

It's been so long that Qin Yongjun has almost touched Zhang Lan's character, as long as he doesn't touch Zhang Lan's bottom line, many things are for Zhang Lan, as long as he can do it with his hands, he will generally not refuse to help you.

But Zhang Lan has a premise for the gang, you must not have offended him in any way, or he has a good impression of you. Zhang Lan is particularly interested in the first impression, if the first impression is not good, it will be over, and it will be more difficult for you to do anything with him than others.

With a child in his belly, Qin Yongjun felt that his current status beside Zhang Lan was in addition to his parents. can be regarded as one of the best, as long as he doesn't step on Zhang Lan's bottom line, as long as he asks for a few more words, Zhang Lan will do whatever he can do.

Qin Yongjun looked at Zhang Lan and said with a flattering smile: "Then I just heard you say on the phone that you are going to make medicinal wine for Tian Qingyong in the next few days?" This time, I soaked a lot. ”

"That's right. He was going to soak the dozens of jars left in the distillery. It's good to soak it all at once, so you don't have to worry about the distillery in the future. Otherwise, with so much wine there, I always feel that there is something in my heart. Zhang Lan said casually, then looked at Qin Yongjun and asked.

"You still want to make medicinal wine? Didn't you soak almost 300 pounds last time? We'll soak when those are almost over. ”

Qin Yongjun said in a playful voice: "What about the three hundred catties, I want to ask if there are any different ones this time than last time, and soak them a little more." When I go back to Kyoto during the Chinese New Year, I also want to send medicinal wine. ”

"How many relatives do we need to leave during the Chinese New Year? If you use a five-pound small jar for each family, in addition to your parents' house and our grandfather, where will you send two more jars, and how many homes are you going to send medicine and wine? Zhang Lan calculated and found that the three hundred catties of medicinal wine last time was really not much, and he usually drank it, but at the end of the year, if there were more relatives, he really needed to soak some more.

"I don't know, I don't think I need a few. I don't need to pack it in five catties, I can use one catty, I mainly want my friends to try it. When the time comes, after the child is born, I plan to sell medicinal liquor in Kyoto, do you think it's okay? Qin Yongjun said his plan.

Zhang Lan thought about it and understood Qin Yongjun's plan. Rubbing his forehead, he said: "I have no objection to selling medicinal wine, but if it is in large quantities, my recipe is not much and other people's, and we are restricted in making medicinal wine and medicinal materials ourselves, and some medicinal materials I can't use to make medicinal wine for profit." ”

Hearing Zhang Lan's promise, Qin Yongjun said with a shrewd face: "It's okay, I don't plan to sell more." If you have one or two hundred catties a year, you can have about ten catties a month. The scarcity is expensive, the less things you have, the more money you make, but you can't just give people a lot of bubbles in the future. ”

"The large quantities are different from the ones we drink ourselves, but in the future, I will not be doing this in large quantities for people, at most I will give them the prescription." Zhang Lan had no intention of explaining too much to Qin Yongjun, what he soaked to drink was not the same thing as what he soaked for Tian Qingyong, the biggest difference was that he had transformed the medicinal materials and liquor with merit, and the same recipe wanted to achieve the effect of his brewing medicinal materials had to use medicinal materials in the top wild environment, and the cost difference was too much.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tian Qingyong drove over by himself, Zhang Lan prepared a few dishes, poured two glasses of Shouwu medicinal wine, and chatted with Tian Qingyong while drinking.

Tian Qingyong took a sip of medicinal wine and said with a smile: "Zhang Lan, are you cutting corners, why is your own medicinal wine different from the one you brewed for me?" ”

"Brother Yong, what you said is not right, the wine we use is different, so can it taste the same?" Zhang Lan replied with a smile while picking up vegetables.

(End of chapter)