Chapter 65: One Cup and Two Pots

In the hall, Zhao Xiaoyong was drinking tea while pondering what to name his wine. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Moutai or Wuliangye, forget it, it's better to be low-key. "Why don't you commemorate my name and call it a filial piety wine or something. Forget it, it's a bit ugly. Zhao Xiaoyong said in his heart.

At this time, Ye Mingxuan knew that Zhao Xiaoyong was coming, so he hurried over. Now Ye Mingxuan is much more idle than before, let Liu Jinbao do the affairs of the inn, and he grasps the finances and lets Liu Jinbao manage it.

The winery needs to be watched by himself, and Zhao Xiaoyong cares about the winery very much. There is not much to do here, practice and urge Ye Jingfeng to learn literature. That's right, it's to learn literature, Ye Mingxuan knows that the general environment of the Great Song Dynasty is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and now he has the conditions to let Ye Jingfeng go to a private school to take classes. also wants to train Ye Jingfeng into a civil and military all-rounder like Zhao Xiaoyong.

After Ye Mingxuan arrived in the hall, he said with a smile: "Xiaoyong, I'm in such a hurry to learn swordsmanship." Have you mastered the last set of the Tempest Sword? Don't be greedy, you have to learn a set of fine sets. ”

"How can there be? I'm half a master now, and I understand everything you say, master. I'm here to find Qi Fan, and I'm looking for you by the way. Zhao Xiaoyong smiled back. By the way, Ye Mingxuan shook his head and sat next to Zhao Xiaoyong with a wry smile.

After a while, Qi Fan walked in. Zhao Xiaoyong and Ye Mingxuan stopped talking. Zhao Xiaoyong pointed to a chair beside him and said with a smile: "Qi Fan is here, sit down." ”

After Qi Fan sat down respectfully, he arched his hand and said, "I don't know what the owner is looking for me?"

Zhao Xiaoyong looked at Qi Fan's cautious appearance. Xin said: "Has this child been frightened since he was a child, seeing me a fourteen-year-old child so careful." ”

"Do you remember what I said before, I'm not joking if I want you to leave your name in the wine culture. Zhao Xiaoyong said with a smile.

"I remember, I don't know what the owner does?" Qi Fan said. Zhao Xiaoyong said such arrogant words, Qi Fan naturally will not forget. Qi Fan didn't believe that this little man had any good wine-making methods, and if he made a stupid move, he could only do it. "Hopefully it's not a weird idea. Qi Fan said in his heart.

"How do you usually make sorghum wine?" Zhao Xiaoyong did not answer Qi Fan's question first, but asked rhetorically.

"The method of making sorghum wine is very simple. After fermentation, it is steamed in a heavenly pot to produce a total of three pots of wine, which together are sorghum wine. Qi Fan wondered why Zhao Xiaoyong asked this, but he still replied.

Zhao Xiaoyong nodded when he heard this, the same as he thought. Zhao Xiaoyong said lightly: "In making sorghum wine, separate the three pots of wine, and you can taste it again to know where this sour taste comes from." ”

As soon as Zhao Xiaoyong said this, Qi Fan somewhat grasped what Zhao Xiaoyong meant. He said a little excitedly: "You mean that the miscellaneous taste of sorghum wine comes out only after three pots are mixed together, and there is no miscellaneous smell after separation?"

Zhao Xiaoyong nodded with a smile and said, "You can give it a try tomorrow, and you'll know." Qi Fan lowered his head and began to recall how to make sorghum wine.

In fact, what Zhao Xiaoyong said is the brewing method of the second pot head. The current sorghum wine mixes three pots of wine together, so the wine quality is not pure, the taste is too mixed, and it tastes a little sour. The first and third pots contain a variety of substances with low boiling points, and the taste is mixed, which affects the taste of sorghum wine. Remove these two pots of wine, and what remains is the second pot head, which is also the origin of the name of this wine.

The first pot of wine has a higher concentration and can reach 75 degrees. What Zhao Xiaoyong wanted was to sell it to the Da Liao people and make a lot of money. The third pot is only about 10 degrees, and it will be recycled and distilled next time. And when this wine is brewed, I can make some perfume myself. It's perfect to think about, no, no.

At this time, Qi Fan thought of the huge business opportunity in sorghum wine. If there is no sour taste in the wine, it will be the only one in the country, and the profit will be very terrifying.

At this moment, Qi Fan thought of running away. But Qi Fan thought of Zhao Xiaoyong's desire to find a doctor for his mother, as well as Ye Mingxuan's amazing swordsmanship, and Zhao Xiaoyong's terrifying background, thinking that if he ran away, he would not die and have no place to be buried. Shaking his head, he canceled the unrealistic idea.

Qi Fan now finally knows why he brought the winemakers together for three years. That is Zhao Xiaoyong's background, if other people know this method, they must always try to run out. Qi Fan looked at Zhao Xiaoyong's chatting and laughing appearance, and he was not worried about Qi Fan running away at all, he really served Zhao Xiaoyong.

Qi Fan raised his hand in obedience and said, "I understand, the owner." I'll start brewing tomorrow. And what is the name of our wine?"

"Well, I've thought about it. It's called Jiamaid Bar. Zhao Xiaoyong thought for a while. Jia is the king name of Zhao Xiaoyong's father, and the maid is the name of Zhao Maid, and he will rely on this wine to have a relationship with him in the future. And if you take the second pot head, it is easy for others to guess how this sake is made.

"What about the price?" Ye Mingxuan still retained some of the habits of a businessman, and habitually asked the price. Ye Mingxuan has drunk a lot of good wine, and he also knows how big the market will be if the sorghum wine is removed from the sourness. And the price of sorghum is very low, and the sales of this wine will not be too small.

"That's 10 times the price of sorghum. Zhao Xiaoyong thought about it and gave a price.

"Ten times. Ye Mingxuan said in surprise.

"Not much, it's not too difficult. Someone should be able to try it out in three years. At that time, the price will fall, and we will take advantage of this time to make a profit first. Zhao Xiaoyong explained with a smile.

Ye Mingxuan nodded. Then the three of them discussed the matter of sales, which is easy to say. Throw it into the inn, and the fame will naturally go out.

After chatting about the side business, Zhao Xiaoyong turned to the main business again. Began to learn swordsmanship with Ye Mingxuan. Thanks to Ye Jingfeng, he is still taking classes in the private school, otherwise he would have seen Zhao Xiaoyong start to compete again.

When Zhao Xiaoyong was about to return to Shaolin, Ye Jingfeng came back with a schoolbag. Zhao Xiaoyong took a closer look and found that this kid was carrying a schoolbag and a sword. Pull the bag behind your shoulder, and reach it with your right hand stretched back. When Zhao Xiaoyong saw it, he gave Ye Jingfeng a thumbs up.

Ye Jingfeng saw Zhao Xiaoyong give him a thumbs up and didn't care. Instead, he said happily: "Young master, you should try with me this time." Ye Jingfeng knew Zhao Xiaoyong's terrifying talent, and he was afraid that he would really not be his opponent in a few months, so he wanted to advance this competition.

When Zhao Xiaoyong heard this, he looked at Ye Mingxuan. Ye Mingxuan just smiled and didn't speak. Zhao Xiaoyong smiled and looked at the sky. "Okay, let's play for a while." If the winner is not decided after dark, both sides must stop. ”

When Ye Jingfeng heard this, he nodded happily. Then he said, "Yes, yes." Wait a minute, I've changed this outfit first. "Ye Jingfeng is dressed in Confucian clothes, which is a little wide, and it is not suitable for competition.

Zhao Xiaoyong made a gesture of please, and waited until Ye Jingfeng entered the room. Zhao Xiaoyong said to Ye Mingxuan: "Master, what's wrong with Jing Feng? What kung fu did you learn during the Chinese New Year, and now you are so confident." ”

"I won't say it, it's unfair to Jing Feng to say it, and it's up to you to react when the time comes. Ye Mingxuan said with a smile. Ye Mingxuan thought that it would be good to look at the excitement once in a while.

When Zhao Xiaoyong heard this, he pointed at Ye Mingxuan. It means that Ye Mingxuan is eccentric, and Ye Jingfeng knows that Zhao Xiaoyong has practiced his legs. Ye Mingxuan shook his head, as if to say: Don't ask me, I don't know anything.

After a while, Ye Jingfeng walked out with confidence. It seemed that this time it was necessary to be ashamed, and said in his heart: "I will never be careless this time, do my best, and then win." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong is nothing, and he is still giggling. Silent thought: It doesn't take much attention to a defeated general. However, Zhao Xiaoyong still has to pay attention to the enemy in tactics and never despises every opponent. When he used to read novels, he was the most careless and lost Jingzhou, and Zhao Xiaoyong liked to go all out.

The two stood facing each other, and Ye Mingxuan was the referee, in fact, he stopped the two when the two couldn't hold their hands.

"Don't be careless this time, lest I have to compete with you next time. Zhao Xiaoyong said with a smile, no matter what, it's good to interfere with the mentality of the opposing player first.

Ye Jingfeng didn't speak, and tightened the sword in his hand. With Ye Mingxuan's start, Ye Jingfeng took the lead in attacking Zhao Xiaoyong.