Jiang Yan held the wine bowl in his hand and hesitated, should he send someone to remind Mr. Ning that if there is wine to drink secretly in the future, don't fake it when you want to give it away.

The value of this jar of wine is not necessarily lower than that of the 10,000 taels of silver.

But if he is reminded, he may not be able to drink the best wine that is unique to the world.

"Dilemma......"

Jiang Yan took a sip of wine, and the strong wine entered his throat, making him feel the blood boiling in his body.

"Report! General Ning, two wounded soldiers were in worsening condition...... Huh? Lord Jiang, why did you come to the garrison? Yu Zhengrong, the garrison guard, bowed with his fists and looked at Ning Feng, who was drunk all over, with a sad face.

Don't look at him as a guard general, he has a thousand soldiers and horses under his hands.

But he was born in a poor family, and it was very difficult for him to support his family just by relying on the imperial court.

He supervised the return of the wounded to Jinling, and there was nothing he could do except to mobilize the garrison to donate some silver taels.

Thanks to General Ning's help over the years, the wounded soldiers would not have no place to live when they came back, but today General Ning has spent so much money and sold so much strength.

Yu Zhengrong was very embarrassed.

Wake up General Ning, and let the other party break the bank.

Don't wake up, do you watch the two wounded soldiers become like walking corpses, fending for themselves?

Jiang Yan was well aware of Yu Zhengrong's difficulties, but in the face of this matter, he did not have more help on weekdays, except for the fact that he was approaching the end of the year, and used the excessive balance of taxes and grains in the government to subsidize some rice and noodles to the veterans.

It's not that he doesn't contribute.

Instead, the imperial court emphasized literature and suppressed martial arts, and most of the wounded soldiers could not return to the battlefield after they retreated from the battlefield.

Those cannibalistic Beijing officials will not plan a way back for these worthless wounded soldiers.

What can he do as soon as he is a prefect?

"General Yu Shou, this official sees that Old General Ning seems to have relapsed from an old injury, and the weather is so bad, since he has slept, let him sleep well."

Jiang Yan poured a sip of strong wine and just wanted to send people away.

There was a terrible scream outside.

Before he could react, Ning Feng, who was already drunk, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Where are the wounded soldiers!" Hurry up and take it to the city for treatment! ”

The military doctor in the garrison can only ensure that people do not die.

If you want to relieve the pain and get a full set of treatment, you have to go to a private clinic in the city to spend a lot of money to recuperate.

Just when everyone thought that Ning Feng was sobering up, there was a "plop", and Ning Feng fell on the table again.

Yu Zhengrong and Jiang Yan looked at each other for a moment, Jiang Yan drank all the spirits in the bowl, stared at Ning Feng's sleeping face with deep eyes, and then sealed the rest of the spirits and handed them over to the guards.

"Jiang Yang, hug it."

"Yes, sir."

"Jianghe, pay for it."

"Yes...... My lord? ”

Although the guard Jiang He was puzzled, he still took out a few silver tickets from his arms.

Jiang Yan took off a token from his waist and stuffed it into Yu Zhengrong's hand: "You carry the wounded soldiers to the city for treatment, and then go to the government to find Chen Zhaomo to borrow the carriage used by the official to travel, as well as the ox cart used by the government treasury to transport grain, so that the wounded soldiers can be transported tomorrow." ”

In addition to the fifty cavalry in the Jinling garrison, the horses used in daily life are counted in a slap, not to mention the ox carts, and the grain and grass are directly distributed by the government.

Therefore, in order to transport grain around the clock, even the ox carts of the Jinling Mansion are made of oilcloth, not to mention the carriages used by the prefect to travel the honor guard.

It's just that these are seconded, if the expenses are out of the government, they still need special approval from the assassin history, if they are private, Yu Zhengrong has not seen any prefect who will spend this money for a few small soldiers.

Especially Jiang Yan, which is a well-known Duanshui prefect who "doesn't do anything wrong and doesn't do much".

"Is there something that this official hasn't explained?" Jiang Yan saw Yu Zhengrong stunned on the spot, and his tone was slightly stunned.

It is rare for him to be generous, if Yu Zhengrong doesn't act again, don't blame him for regretting it.

"Understood! Got it! The next official will do so! ”

Yu Zhengrong only thought that Jiang Yan was drunk and drunk, glanced at the guards who paid for it, and saw that there was no obstruction, took the silver ticket and token, and ran fast as if there was a wolf chasing behind him.

"Look at him, as if I'm going to regret it!"

Jiang Yan laughed angrily at Yu Zhengrong's act like a thief, glanced at the fine wine that had been sealed by himself, and walked out.

"My lord, it's raining outside."

"I know, so I went out to let the wounded soldiers come in to avoid the rain first, and carried General Ning to bed and slept on the table like something."

Jiang Yan threw the curtain and walked out in an unkind tone, not knowing who he was angry with.

Jiang Yang and Jiang He glanced at each other, their expressions were very complicated, a little worried, and a little happy.

So many years.

The master finally stopped drinking and messing around in the twilight!

It's just that the first thing the old man did when he got serious was to choose a money-burning and unflattering problem to deal with.

"Brother Yang, I feel that I won't be able to eat roast duck in the future, and our master is about to live a hard life like General Ning."

"The Jiang family has a thick foundation, so they won't miss your roast duck to eat, so hurry up and carry General Ning to the bed."

As soon as Jiang Yang's voice fell, Jiang Yan went and returned.

"Sir?"

"Shh......h

Jiang Yan put his finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture, walked to the bed, reached out and touched Ning Feng's arms, and took out the silver ticket.

“……”

“……”

When Jiang Yang and Jiang He saw this scene, they were so shocked that they were able to stuff a whole roast duck in their mouths.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan glared at them angrily: "This official is not a thief, but the money you brought is not enough, and those two wounded soldiers need ginseng to hang their lives." ”

Jiang Yang glanced at Jiang He ashamedly, and his mouth was a little bitter.

He had a hunch that not to mention eating roast duck, the big white bun he loved might be replaced with a nest in the future.

But seeing that the old man was in good spirits, and suddenly seemed to be several years younger, Jiang Yang felt that it was not unacceptable to eat wowotou.

When people live, they want to have a clear conscience.

Enjoy it when you should enjoy it, and tighten your belt when you can't.

It's better than feeding your body fattened and having your conscience eaten by a dog.

……

The continuous drizzle that had just entered June did not stop for two days and two nights.

Ning Wuxian stayed on Zhuangzi and was not idle.

Taking advantage of the rain, I inquired with the farmers in the Zhuangzi about the surrounding topography and landforms, as well as which Zhuangzi had skilled hands in planting flowers, and which lady could be entrusted to dig the foot of the wall.

When he didn't go to inquire about the news, he took local materials, went to the paddy fields to touch some fish and shrimp, and made a few hearty dishes.

Let Shen Youchu and Cheng Yi, who stayed at the farm with him and were so bored that they could only play in the mud, eat well and sulk less.

When he goes to bed at night, he doesn't forget to put the specially prepared supper under the eaves in front of the door to reward the girl who guards the door for him at night.

On the third day, when the weather cleared, Ning Wuxian received the letter from his second aunt.

He realized how profitable it was to open a medical clinic.

"The wine was sent by Tuojiang Yan? Then Lord Jiang, who loves wine, should know that the steamed wine in the shop can be refilled indefinitely. ”

Ning Wuxian knew about the existence of distilled liquor in Jiang Yan as early as Jiang Yan, and he didn't find a perfume shop to ask him about the brewing method, so he knew that this Jiang Daren's work as a person was indeed as rumored to be indisputable, and he didn't care about the development of his career.

I don't know if Jiang Yan has a new understanding of distilled liquor this time, and will take the initiative to come to him.

If Jiang Yan was not interested in the secret recipe of distilled spirits, he could only ask Xu to match up and ask for favors.

The Ye family, who has been staring at the secret recipe of perfume, is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the matter of distilled liquor cannot be hidden for too long.

"Piff is not guilty of his guilt, since the recipe for distilling liquor will be handed over to the public sooner or later, it must be allowed to exert some energy."