My village can't be like this

Chapter 641: Blood Rice Brew Demonstrates Power
Zhang An figured out that Chen Ze was advertising for him, so he stopped hiding it.

"Of course we do, but the price of our wine is not very affordable."

If someone wanted to give money to his family, Zhang An would naturally not refuse.

So far, apart from some people who occasionally come to play and know the goods, the only people who keep him supplied with the blood rice wine are the Li Weihong brothers.

"Oh? Then may I ask how much it costs?"

Cheng Peng was not surprised to hear Zhang An say that the price was not cheap. Although he had only tasted a few sips just now, he had already tasted the essence. Such good wine would definitely not be cheap, so he took the initiative to ask.

"The price that has been supplied before is 2,500 yuan per jar, and each jar is about five kilograms."

In the past, he sold it at 500 yuan per kilogram, but now Zhang An feels that saying that is too low-class, so he simply sells it by the jar, so that others will sound more high-end and classy.

When others heard the price, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Hiss, this price is indeed not cheap, but for such a fine wine, it's not too much. If there is still some, I would like to buy two jars."

The same went for Cheng Peng. Even though Zhang An had reminded him, he didn't take it seriously. After all, he had seen many fine wines, many of which were expensive.

But after Zhang An opened his mouth, he was still shocked. This kind of wine was definitely the most expensive he had ever seen in his life. But even so, he still decided to buy it.

Because this thing is just like the blind dates in the past, it all depends on chemistry.

Now Cheng Peng feels that the wine is worth the money, so he does not hesitate on the price. Five hundred yuan per kilogram is definitely a sky-high price for other people, but for people like them, it is still acceptable.

"Of course, whenever you want it, just ask Chen Ze to take you to my house to get it."

Zhang An was very happy as he sold two jars at once, weighing a total of ten kilograms and earning five thousand yuan.

With such a sum of money, I would have to sell several thousand kilograms of cherries and peaches when they are ripe in a while to earn this much.

"Then I'm going to buy two jars and bring them back to broaden my old man's horizons. Otherwise, he'll keep saying that what I drink outside is horse urine. Is that okay, Zhang An?"

After Cheng Peng spoke, Jin Wen immediately followed suit. After all, Cheng Peng was a well-known drunkard among them, and since he said so, there would definitely be no difference.

"Of course you can. Although the yield of this wine is very low, it is still enough for a few jars."

Seeing Jin Wen looking at him, Zhang An smiled and nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

"Then I want one too. They all want to bring some to their families, so I can't fall behind."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll have one too."

"me too."

In addition to Cheng Peng and Jin Wen, the others behind him also spoke up.

In such a short period of time, Zhang An sold seven jars of blood rice wine and earned more than 10,000 yuan.

However, Zhang An was only happy but not ecstatic. After all, it was only more than 30 kilograms of wine.

You should know that the Li Weihong brothers bought a lot of wine when they first bought it.

After everyone placed their orders with Zhang An, their attention returned to the mutton on the table.

But compared to when the lamb was just roasted, they paid more attention to the jar of wine that Chen Ze took out.

"Come on, Ah Ze, to congratulate you on becoming a boss soon, have another glass of this wine."

Cheng Peng is indeed a drunkard. After drinking the wine in his glass, he immediately handed the glass to Chen Ze.

"Here, I've filled your glass. But you have to drink slowly this time. It's not that I don't want to drink this wine, but it's mainly because it has a strong aftereffect. If you're not careful, you could be drunk for two or three days."

As soon as Chen Ze saw Cheng Peng's attitude, he knew that this guy came for his wine.

So after filling up the glass, he tried to persuade her earnestly.

"Oh, you don't know how much I can drink. This is just the beginning. Another two kilograms won't be a problem. You're not afraid that I'll drink too much and you can't bear to let me drink."

Hearing this, Cheng Peng thought that Chen Ze was reluctant to let go, so he used provocation with a smile.

"Then just assume that I was reluctant to do so. Don't blame me for not reminding you then."

In fact, what he said was not false. It was not that he was reluctant to drink it. Once before, when he was drinking this wine, he drank too much without paying attention. He was drunk for two days before he recovered.

Since then, he has become much more calm when it comes to drinking.

But as the saying goes, it is difficult to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. Seeing Cheng Peng like this, Chen Ze stopped trying to persuade him.

"That's right, Apeng. What Aze said is right. You should be more careful. Your face is red now."

A beautiful woman in her thirties who was in great shape stepped forward and said, "She was Cheng Peng's wife, Ran Xia."

The others were just like them, coming as couples.

"What, I'm already on my face?"

Cheng Peng asked in disbelief when he heard this. Although he felt his face burning just now, he didn't think he was drunk.

Because he is confident in his alcohol tolerance, as a drunkard, he won't feel anything unless he drinks more than half a catty.

Even though he drank it in one gulp just now, there was only two taels of liquid in the cup, which he didn't even pay attention to.

"Well, if you don't believe it, just look for yourself."

Seeing that her man didn't believe her, Ran Xia took out the makeup mirror she carried with her from her bag.

"It's okay, it's just on my face. I'm not drunk yet. But it's enough to prove that Zhang An's wine is not bad."

Cheng Peng looked at himself in the mirror for a long time and realized that he was indeed drunk, but he didn't take it too seriously because being drunk was different from being drunk.

But after that, he was much more careful when drinking, and he drank slowly instead of gulping it down in one gulp like before.

But Zhang An's wine is not ordinary wine. Although it is not the original brewed wine and has been diluted a lot by him, its power is still there.

So when Cheng Peng was eating and drinking, with half the wine in his glass left, he tilted his head and slid off the bench to the ground.

"Apeng, what's wrong with you?"

The moment Cheng Peng fell to the ground, Ran Xia beside him reacted immediately, quickly squatted on the ground, and said while shaking.

Seeing this, the others also gathered around.

"Sister-in-law Cheng, don't worry, he's just drunk."

Zhang An walked over and took a look before speaking to Ran Xia who was very worried.

He was not surprised at all that Cheng Peng got drunk so quickly, because the blending ratio of the wine he gave to Chen Ze was not too high.

When the others heard what Zhang An said, they couldn't believe it and their eyes almost popped out, including Ran Xia.

"No way?"

Just as Cheng Peng himself said, everyone else knew how much Cheng Peng could drink.

But today, he just drank a few ounces and he passed out? Could it be that there was a knockout drug in the wine?

"He is indeed drunk. Most people can't drink much of my wine. Brother Cheng Peng is considered drunk. In fact, he shouldn't be drunk so quickly based on his alcohol tolerance. But just now, he drank too much, so he is very drunk now."

Seeing that others didn't believe him, Zhang An explained with a wry smile.

I wondered how these people would feel if they knew that when this wine was first brewed, some people could get drunk just by smelling it.

"Huhu~huhu~"

The others didn't believe it at first, but as soon as Zhang An finished speaking, a shout came from the ground. Looking down, they saw that it was Cheng Peng who was unconscious who was shouting.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. Let's carry Cheng Peng back to rest first."

Seeing this, Jin Wen made a suggestion.

The others agreed very readily. With Cheng Peng's previous experience as a lesson, no one mentioned drinking anymore, as they were worried that if they continued drinking, they would make a fool of themselves like Cheng Peng.

At this moment, their faces were as red as monkeys' butts.

Although they didn't drink much, their alcohol tolerance was not as good as Cheng Peng's.

The reason they can still persist until now is that they drink slowly and taste it bit by bit.

Then everyone worked together to carry the drunk Cheng Peng to the Dongli intersection and drove into the village.

They did not stay overnight at Chen Ze's house, mainly because there were too many people and there was not enough space at Chen Ze's house, so when they arrived, they had already found a place to stay in the village.

"Here, Zhang An, take the rest back and feed it to Xiaohu and the others."

When they returned to the yard, Chen Ze had already asked Aunt Li to pack up the remaining mutton and asked Zhang An to take it home to feed the dog.

Because everyone has already eaten most of the food, although there looks to be a lot of mutton on the plate, there is actually not much meat left, mainly because there are a lot of bones.

Once this thing gets cold, it won’t taste good even if you reheat it, so Young Master Chen naturally won’t keep it.

"Yeah, I'll take them back later. By the way, are they here to play, or do they have other things to do?"

Zhang An nodded and then asked.

He could tell from what he had just seen that Chen Ze’s relationship with these people was not very deep.

"You figured it out. In fact, I was the one who called them here this time. The leaders, Cheng Peng and Jin Wen, are from a travel agency. As for the others, they all run hotel goods. I called them here this time mainly to discuss future cooperation."

When asked by Zhang An, Chen Ze did not beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"Then if I sell this wine to them, will it be possible..."

Zhang An nodded when he heard this. It was just as he guessed. But he suddenly thought, these people spent so much money to buy wine from him, whether it would have any impact.

"Don't worry about that. These people's families are not short of money, especially Cheng Peng. You can pay a little attention to him, because his grandfather, his father and himself are all famous drunkards. They will definitely like your wine and will most likely be your repeat customers in the future."

Seeing that Zhang An was worried about this, Chen Ze shook his head nonchalantly and began to explain.

"But today, in order to attract some business for you, I wasted half a jar of good wine. You have to compensate me in the future."

Then Chen Ze talked about buying wine again, and it seemed that he would not agree unless Zhang An compensated him.

"Wait until you finish drinking first. You didn't even tell me when you came. I could just bring a jar over directly."

Zhang An ignored Chen Ze's begging. Even though this guy said so, if he really gave it to him, it would definitely be left to gather dust. It would be better to keep it in the cellar.

"Hehe, I didn't think of it at first. I only remembered it later."

Chen Ze had drunk some just now, and although he was not drunk, he was now slumped back in his chair, yawning weakly.

"Okay, I'll go back now. You should get some rest early."

Seeing that Chen Ze could no longer hold on, Zhang An did not stay any longer. He picked up the roasted lamb that Aunt Li had packed long ago and got up to go home.

Chen Ze said nothing when he heard this, but waved at him as a farewell.

Walking on the road, the cold night wind blew, and the slight smell of alcohol on Zhang An's body was immediately blown away.

When we arrived at the bridge, a few naughty kids in the village were still fanning cardboard under the street light.

"Xiao An said, where are you going?"

Seeing Zhang An coming, everyone shouted out.

"Go to the opposite yard and come back. It's so late, why are you still here? Aren't you afraid that the adults at home will find you?"

Seeing them fanning the cardboards so enthusiastically, Zhang An thought they had been playing here since school.

"No, we just came here after having dinner. We will go back after playing for a while. My mom won't yell at us."

Ermao took the lead and spoke without any fear on his face, and the other children were the same.

"Here, I have some roasted lamb. It's still hot. You can have it."

Seeing that Ermao and his group of naughty kids were quite a lot, Zhang An handed over the remaining mutton in his hand.

Although this mutton was leftover, there was still about seven or eight pounds left after cutting it out. Young Master Chen didn't like it, so he asked Zhang An to bring it back to improve Xiaohu and the others' diet.

But when he saw those naughty kids, Zhang An sent them away directly.

Although the conditions of each family in the village have improved a lot nowadays, mutton is still something that naughty kids can hardly get their hands on.

When the naughty kids heard this, they would never refuse because they could often get all kinds of food from Zhang An.

"Wow, it smells so good and tastes so good."

After opening the mutton, everyone couldn't wait to tear off a piece and put it in their mouths to eat.

"Hey, how can it not be delicious? I baked it myself."

Seeing that they were eating with gusto, Zhang An also tore off a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Of course. Uncle An's barbecue is definitely the best. Even the old man who sells barbecue skewers on the street can't compare to it."

The children said without hesitation, because Zhang An has always been Nan Bowan in their hearts.

"Okay, I'm going home. You guys can eat yourselves. Remember, no fighting over the food. Ermao, you're the oldest, so make sure you share it evenly among everyone."

Seeing that they were eating so happily, Zhang An decided not to stay there any longer.

However, before leaving, he still gave a reminder, because there were too many children here, and if a fight broke out, that was not what he had intended.

"Don't worry, Uncle An, I will definitely divide the portions for everyone."

Upon hearing this, Ermao patted his chest and made a promise, just like a little captain.

(End of this chapter)