My village can't be like this

Chapter 308 Suck. . .drunk

In the end, everyone didn't drink much. After all, this thing was too strong and most people couldn't drink much.

Although Zhang An could still drink, he was not an alcoholic, so he stopped after drinking a bowl of wine.

Although the wine is gone, the dish cannot be stopped.

A big pot full of chicken, braised over firewood, is crispy and tender, and it's very enjoyable to eat.

"Second Master, please put the marinated meat seasoning in this chicken."

Zhang Anke was very familiar with the taste, having marinated it all afternoon that day.

"Hmm, I put it in a little bit, it tastes pretty good."

"Hmm, this year I used the method you always gave me to marinate hundreds of kilograms of bacon."

"Hey, I was thinking that if there wasn't much, I would marinate it for you. I didn't expect there to be so much."

"My family doesn't have much, but Chen Ze and the others all want some, and it adds up to a lot."

Mr. Huang didn't say anything about this. After all, they only opened this mouth to you because of their deep friendship.

Otherwise, why didn't Chen Ze and the others talk to Mr. Huang? They are now familiar with each other.

After eating until the end, no one could eat anymore, and Zhang An also put down his chopsticks.

"Xiao An, please leave them alone and continue eating."

Second Grandma Huang dipped some vegetables for Zhang An, as well as his favorite coriander.

It is no secret in the village that Zhang An has a big appetite.

When they came home for dinner, Mrs. Huang naturally wanted to ask Zhang An to eat more.

In fact, Zhang An had already eaten, to the point where he could eat or not.

But under the kind eyes of Mrs. Huang, he finished another big bowl.

With this damn appetite, no matter who he goes to now, he is treated like a trash can.

After eating and drinking, Second Grandma Huang put away the pots and pans. Huang Ming watched and stood up to help.

Huang Erye made a pot of tea to relieve the greasiness in his mouth after cooking.

"Anzi, what do you think of expanding my plum forest a little more?"

Although this year's plum harvest was halved due to white rain.

But the price of plums is much higher than before. Generally speaking, Huang Erye's family has made a profit from the plums this year.

Moreover, the sales volume of such large bee-tang plums has been pretty good after being launched on the market due to the marketing of supermarkets.

Everyone who is used to eating crispy green plums, it was the first time that they tasted such sweet and large honey-gum plums, and they fell in love immediately.

Until later, almost all of them were sold out, and many people were still asking.

Therefore, Ding Yi is sure that if this sugar plum comes on the market next year, it will definitely be a hot-selling variety, and the price may be higher by then.

But if we only produce this amount now, I'm afraid we won't be able to sell it for even a day.

So Ding Yi had discussed with Mr. Huang before to see if he could expand production in the next two years.

Regarding this aspect, Mr. Huang did not agree at all.

Instead, he first came to ask Zhang An. In his eyes, Zhang An seemed to be an expert in this field.

"There's nothing wrong with this, but it will take two years, at least three years, before you can see the fruits."

If Mr. Huang wants to expand the plum forest, he must first prepare plum seedlings.

The most direct method is cutting, which is faster than other methods.

"Then start preparations after spring. Two or three years will pass in the blink of an eye."

With Ding Yi's guarantee on sales, Mr. Huang is now very motivated.

After serving Li Zishu for a year and asking Zhang An for tutoring lessons from time to time, he had some experience.

Then Huang Erye asked Zhang An about cutting seedlings.

The old man also knew how to take cuttings, but when it came to large batches of seedlings, he still had to ask clearly.

The old man spoke, and Zhang An knew everything he wanted to say.

"I have two related books there. When the time comes, Da Mingzi will go get them and read them carefully to gain some understanding."

He did not recommend Mr. Huang to read some relevant books because Mr. Huang was illiterate.

But Huang Ming next to him is literate. After all, this guy graduated from junior high school and can read and understand.

"That's it, Daming will bring it over and have a good look at it. If you don't understand, I'll ask you Brother An Zi."

Mr. Huang was very happy. He felt that Zhang Anna’s orchard was so successful because of reading these books.

For Mr. Huang, who has never been to school and has been farming all his life, these books are more precious than treasures.

Now that Zhang An asked Huang Ming to learn from him, he was naturally very happy.

Because when he can no longer do it in the future, all these things he has will be passed on to Huang Ming.

So if Huang Ming can learn it and learn it well, then there will be no need to manage it in the future.

It is impossible to guard the treasure mountain in vain like he did before, but in the end, he wasted so many years.

In the past, Huang Ming was afraid when he heard about reading. After all, what this guy hates most is reading.

Just because I couldn't stand it, I reluctantly finished junior high school and got a diploma.

But now Huang Ming is much more sensible and knows that this is for his own good, so he is determined to study hard as Zhang An said.

After all, you can make money if you learn well. Huang Ming used to hang out on the street for so long.

I don’t understand anything else, but I understand one thing: this society really can’t survive without money.

"By the way, Second Master, do you still have any thoughts about planting some kiwi fruits?"

Huang Erye had this idea last year, but Zhang An persuaded him to take care of Li Zilin first.

This year, the old man’s few acres of plum land are on the right track, and he can plant some kiwis if he wants.

This year, Changqing's kiwi fruit was just launched on the market and everyone liked it, so Ding Yi also asked Uncle Zhang and the others to expand the scale.

This man even wanted Zhang An to plant macaques in the remaining open spaces, but Zhang An was too lazy to do so.

Their family now has more than 100 acres of orchards, and Zhang An feels that they are almost out of control.

It’s okay to grow a few trees for your own consumption, but if you do it on a large scale, it will be too tiring.

Moreover, Fatty Lu and his eldest brother, Lu Cheng, may have gotten the news from Ding Yi and called him to ask.

When picking kiwi fruits this year, he even came here for an on-the-spot inspection.

He feels that the Changqing kiwi fruit is indeed very good, much better than the ones outside, but there are too few planted.

After the old uncle found out, he mobilized in the village and the bosses took care of it. This was a great opportunity for Changqing to develop.

So next year, not only Uncle Zhang An and his family will expand their business.

Many people in the village were greedy for the cakes painted by the old uncle, and they were very excited to see them making money, so they also decided to start an orchard.

But this year so many people are in need of saplings that Zhang An doesn't have any space to raise them.

The old uncle didn't care, and with a wave of his hand, he gave Zhang An the few open spaces on the other side of the river, so that he could do it with peace of mind.

Therefore, if one sheep needs to be herded, and a group of sheep must be herded, then they should be herded together.

"Let's do it. Why don't you do it? I'll clear up a few acres of land."

When Mr. Huang heard this, he thought this was an opportunity to make money. How could he let it go?

Immediately, I discussed with Zhang An about the planting place to see where it was suitable.

This is his advantage, Zhang An will not tell others where the planting is suitable and the yield is good.

"Okay, Second Master, it's time for me to go back."

Before I knew it, I was chatting with Mr. Huang until four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why don't you leave and have dinner at my place."

"No matter, if I don't go back, my mother and Su Ying will come looking for someone."

After being out for a long time, it’s time to go home.

Zhang An wanted to leave, but Mr. Huang didn't force him to stay.

"Okay, but you can take this wine back with you." Huang Erye stuffed the wine jar and handed it to Zhang An.

"Second Master, I have a lot of wine at home, so you can always keep this to drink."

This jar contains more than ten kilograms of wine. Only a small amount has been poured into it, but it is still full.

"I'll let you take it away. You have a lot of friends there. Give them a taste of Second Master's craftsmanship."

The old man didn't care what Zhang An said and just put it in his arms.

"Xiao An, just take it away, so this old guy doesn't have to drink it every day."

In the end, the two elders were too enthusiastic, and Zhang An felt like he couldn't leave the house without taking it.

"Okay, then, Second Master, please wait until I brew it, and then I'll let you drink it to your heart's content."

Zhang An knew how to make wine, and he also learned how to cellar wine.

Although this method of brewing wine is very food-intensive, for Zhang An, it is just a waste of water.

He plans to open a paddy field in the space, and then grow several crops of blood rice, all of which will be used to make wine.

So for Zhang An, food is not a problem at all.

"I also forgot that all your family planted blood rice this year, and the harvest was pretty good. The old man is waiting for you to produce wine."

Zhang An came out of Huang Erye's house with a jar of wine in his arms. The winter snow in the sky had not stopped yet.

But compared with noon, it rained much less.

But here on the ground, in the fields, and on the mountains in the distance, the layer of snow is getting thicker and thicker.

Along the way, I met a few village neighbors who came out. Everyone greeted each other and went back to their homes.

"Hey, you're back. I thought I was going to invite you."

When Su Ying saw Zhang An return home, she started to get angry.

"It's not that, it's not that, I told the second master something, and it got to this point without paying attention."

It is normal for the wife to have opinions after being away from home for a long time.

"How can you be so embarrassed that you went to someone else's house and even took food with you?"

Su Ying looked at the wine jar Zhang An was holding and rolled her eyes at her man.

Then he opened the stopper of the wine jar, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out.

Su Ying was so close that she took a big sip.

"It smells so good." Su Ying felt that the fragrance smelled very good, and then she took a few more breaths.

As a result, after a while, the whole person began to feel dizzy, as if he was about to be drunk.

Zhang An quickly put down the wine jar and helped his wife sit down.

Su Ying doesn't have much of a drinking capacity, she usually gets drunk after just a few drops of wine.

And this jar, Lao Chenjiao, is not weak at all.

Su Ying had inhaled so much of the alluring aroma of wine that she became drunk.

"Xiao An, what's the matter with this wine? Is it so strong?"

Zhang Jianguo, who was on the side, also smelled the aroma of the wine. After drinking it for decades, he concluded that this was no ordinary liquor.

Moreover, the daughter-in-law looked like she was drunk.

He was very surprised that the wine was so powerful that he could get drunk after just two breaths.

"Dad, this wine was brewed by Mr. Huang a long time ago. It has been in the cellar for decades and was just dug out today."

In order to prevent the aroma of wine from escaping, Zhang An quickly put the stopper in his mouth.

Then he told his old man about the wine.

"It turned out to be that wine. I thought he sold it, but I didn't expect that he kept a jar."

It was obvious that Zhang Jianguo knew about this wine, but thinking about it, he thought it was normal.

After all, in that era, a jar of wine could sell for more than 100 yuan, which was simply sky-high.

The village is not big, so everyone knows about such things without publicity.

"What's wrong with Xiaoying? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

At this time, Wang Fang came from the kitchen and found Su Ying asleep leaning on Zhang An.

Thinking that her daughter-in-law was not feeling well, she asked with concern.

"Mom, there's nothing wrong with her. She's just drunk."

Zhang An had a wry smile on his face. He had seen a lot of drunk people, but Su Ying was the first to get drunk just by smelling them.

Although this wine is indeed extraordinary, Su Ying's drinking capacity is also very poor.

"Then why do you want to let her smell it?"

"Mom, I didn't know the smell of this wine was so strong. If I knew it, I wouldn't let her open it."

"Okay, okay, take Xiaoying to the bed and lie down. It's not comfortable just sitting here."

Zhang An nodded and took Su Ying back to the room, thinking that he would never let her touch this wine again.

Su Yingsha was so cute when she fell asleep, with a blush rising on her face and a pinkish look.

Zhang An looked at his heartbeat, lowered his head and took a sip, pulled up the quilt and went downstairs.

Because Su Ying was drunk and had not yet woken up, Wang Fang was not busy cooking.

The family of three sat together and discussed the details of the New Year and some things that needed to be arranged after the New Year.

This year, there are many people in Zhang An's family celebrating the New Year, including Zhang An's father-in-law and Zhang's party.

Counting seven people, it was quite a lot, and it was considered the population of a normal family.

"Hey, you're up. Have you sobered up?"

It wasn't until about seven o'clock that Su Ying woke up after sleeping for almost three hours.

It seems that this wine is indeed very strong. Just smelling it will make you drunk for several hours.

"I didn't drink at all, so I just took a few sips, and then it made me drunk? What kind of wine is this?"

Su Ying still vaguely remembered that she smelled a particularly fragrant smell of wine.

Because I thought it smelled good, I took two more puffs, and then I didn't know anything.

"That wine is extraordinary. Second Master can drink more than a kilogram on weekdays, but he only dares to drink two or three ounces of this."

When Su Ying heard this, she secretly warned herself that good things are always deceptive, so she must be careful in the future.

Seeing Su Ying get up, Wang Fang was about to make dinner.

"Mom, you can just cook and eat first. Why do you have to wait for me to get up?"

"What's the point? I stayed in the house all day doing nothing and didn't feel hungry at all. It doesn't matter if I eat later."

The slack farming season is no better than the busy farming season, and everyone has plenty of time.

Zhang An's family always eats early. Some families usually have to wait until eight or nine o'clock to have dinner.

While eating, Zhang An poured some for Zhang Jianguo and Wang Fang.

As for Su Ying, Zhang An avoided her because she had already been drunk once.

If you let her drink again, she will have a headache tomorrow.

"This wine is really good. I just took a sip and my body started to heat up."

Zhang Jianguo felt that if there were more, he would probably get the upper hand.

"But I remember that I drank it at Mr. Huang's house before, and it wasn't that strong."

"Dad, is it possible that this wine became like this because the second master kept it in the ground for decades?"

There is such a big difference between the same wine before and now.

Logically speaking, when Zhang Jianguo was young, his drinking capacity was definitely not as good as it is now.

There is only one answer, it is that the wine has changed. After all, it is not a joke to be aged for decades.

"It's also possible." Zhang Jianguo was undecided because it was his first time to drink this old Laojiao.

(End of this chapter)