My village can't be like this

Chapter 645 Wine Recipe
Both sheep were quite large, so they had to be placed separately in the trunks of two cars.

Fortunately, Cheng Peng and his companions drove here this time, otherwise they would not be able to take them away.

The two sheep were jumping around quite a bit, but their four legs were tied with ropes and they could no longer jump.

"By the way, have you all bought deer antlers?"

After helping to load the truck, Zhang An asked the few people.

"Yes, yes, yes. It's not easy to come across such authentic ones, so we must buy them. However, there are not many deer raised in your village, and it's only been a short time, so there are not many antlers. We each bought a pair, which is a bit of a pity."

Cheng Peng and his friends were very happy that they were able to buy deer antlers yesterday.

Transportation is inconvenient these days. If you really want to buy this thing, if it is not in the place of origin, you can only buy it in places that sell Chinese medicinal materials.

However, although the deer antlers sold in many Chinese medicine shops are real, their quality is very poor.

Because all the good quality ones would have been taken away long ago.

Compared with the northeastern region, the southwestern provinces are not the producing areas of deer antlers, so it is not easy to buy authentic deer antlers.

So when a few people heard yesterday that they could buy deer antlers, it was like they had found a treasure.

After all, this thing can not only be used by yourself, but also can be given as a gift, which is very face-saving when giving it to others.

However, after buying the antlers, some people still felt a little regretful because they felt that there were too few antlers available.

"How about Zhang An, why don't you sell us some of the antlers you have? Your village chief told us yesterday that you have much more antlers here than in your village."

As he spoke, Jin Wen's eyes turned and he set his sights on Zhang An.

"Well, since Brother Jin Wen has said so much, it would be a bit unkind of me to refuse. So, how about I sell you one more pair each?"

Zhang An thought about it and decided that although the antlers harvested from the Dahua herd in his family were not many in the past few years, they could still gather five pairs, so he readily agreed.

He didn't agree yesterday because he wanted to let the villagers sell it first. After all, the villagers needed the money more than he did.

Now that all the stock in the village has been cleared out, he no longer insists.

Then Zhang An went back to the second floor under the pretext of picking up some goods, and took out a few pairs of deer antlers from the space.

After carefully looking at it several times and confirming that it was not the antler produced in the space, he took it downstairs.

Because whether it was deer antlers, musk, or ginseng in their home, they were all managed by Zhang An himself and were always kept in the space.

After all, if it is left outside, no matter how well it is preserved, the medicinal power will gradually evaporate. But if it is placed in a space, there is no need to worry about this problem at all, and there is no need to worry about it being stolen.

"Here, this is our family's deer antlers. Divide them among yourselves."

Zhang placed the deer antlers on the table and asked them to choose for themselves, so as not to offend anyone.

"Hey, Zhang An, the deer antlers in your house look better than the ones we bought from your village chief, and they are actually preserved so well."

As soon as they saw the deer antlers that Zhang An took out, several people stared at them and looked at them for a while, and said in surprise after a while.

"Haha, of course, because these pairs of antlers were produced by our first deer, so they are naturally better than those produced by other deer. You probably don't know that the herd of deer raised in our village doesn't have a first deer yet, so they borrowed my herd of deer."

In fact, the antlers produced in the village are of normal quality, but they are still inferior to those grown on the big flower head.

However, in order to prevent Cheng Peng and his companions from thinking that the villagers were using inferior products to deal with them, Zhang An had to help explain.

"I see. Then Zhang An, next time we come to buy something, we'll come directly to you to buy the antlers of a deer."

Rich people in the city always want to buy the best things.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't agree to this. It's not that easy to get this stuff. Normal deer only produce two crops of antlers a year. As for the deer in our family, in order not to cause too much impact on them, I only harvest one crop of antler a year. That's why you can clearly feel that the antler in my family is better than the others. So even if you want it in the future, I won't be able to give it to you."

Seeing that several people were staring at him again, Zhang An quickly shook his head to refuse.

After all, his original intention was to have Cheng Peng and others go to the village to buy deer antlers and create income for the village, rather than just come to him alone.

"Well, we took it for granted. No wonder deer antlers are so expensive. There is a reason why they are expensive."

After hearing what Zhang An said, the few people realized that this thing was not a common product and they had just misunderstood.

"Zhang An, after we leave, please tell your village chief that we will be responsible for the velvet antlers there from now on. Don't sell them outside. Anyway, after Chen Ze is done, we will come here often."

After buying the deer antlers yesterday, several people were too excited and did not think about it for a while, so they did not reach any follow-up cooperation intentions with Zhang Jianwen.

After listening to what Zhang An said, they finally thought of this and hurriedly told Zhang An.

"Okay, this is easy. I'll just tell my uncle when the time comes."

Zhang An agreed to this very readily. It was not a very important matter.

Zhang Jianwen would probably be very happy if the deer antlers produced in the village could continue to be sold to these people in the future.

Even if they don't want it anymore after it's been agreed upon, it won't have any impact on the village, as they can still sell it to other people.

"Hey, why did you guys finish dividing it?"

Cheng Peng was so busy talking to Zhang An that he realized that the five pairs of antlers that Zhang An had taken out had already been picked by several other people, leaving only one pair of slightly inferior quality waiting for him.

"Hey, we must be more positive about this kind of good thing."

The few of them didn't care at all about the dissatisfaction on Cheng Peng's face. As soon as they heard Zhang An say that these were antlers produced by a deer, they had already started working.

Seeing that his companions didn't care about his protest at all, Cheng Peng finally had no choice but to accept it.

Although the quality is slightly worse than what others got, it is much better than what they bought yesterday.

Then Zhang An took a small scale and started weighing several people.

This small scale was left here by Zhang Yihang for weighing medicine. After all, Zhang An often brought back a ginseng, and later also deer antlers and musk, so he must have one ready.

After the weight was calculated, since it was a whole deer, several people were willing to give a high price for it.

After rounding off, Zhang An got a large sum of money from several people today.

If someone who didn't know saw them, they would think that Cheng Peng and his companions were boys who came specifically to bring money to Zhang An.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I have a recipe for making wine with deer antlers. Since we hit it off right away, I'm giving it to you as a gift."

After receiving the money, Zhang An slapped his forehead, took out a prescription and handed it to several people.

It was all fake that they hit it off right away. Zhang An himself was not ready to get to know them in depth at first. Because they bought blood rice wine from him and went to Zhang Jianwen to buy deer antlers, Zhang An had this idea yesterday.

The reason for giving this recipe as a gift is mainly to increase the stickiness of several people in purchasing blood rice wine or deer antlers in the village in the future.

"Oh? There is such a recipe? I wonder what the effect is."

There are many ways to adapt to deer antlers, and a few people just planned to buy some first and then find a way when they get back. But unexpectedly, when they felt sleepy, someone handed them a pillow.

They had no doubts at all about the wine-making recipe Zhang An gave.

Because they had heard from Chen Ze in the past two days that behind Zhang An was an old Taoist priest of traditional Chinese medicine who had the ability to bring people back to health.

"Hehe, just use the wine you bought from me and brew it according to the recipe. You only need one or two ounces each time. I'm not going to say that you can be invincible, but it is definitely possible to be as brave as a tiger. Moreover, if you keep doing it every day for a period of time, you will get more benefits."

Zhang An turned his head to look at the women still in the car, then lowered his head and whispered.

Ever since several people showed such a strong desire to buy deer antlers yesterday, Zhang An has been observing them carefully.

As expected, it is not difficult to tell from their expressions that these older brothers, who are already in their thirties, are probably not doing enough to take charge of their families.

So he finally chose this recipe, thinking that it would be of great help to them. You know, Ding Yi at the beginning was full of praise for this thing.

“Is the effect really so magical?”

Although Zhang An saw through their problems, they had no reason to hesitate to speak up. Instead, they widened their eyes and asked in a lost voice.

Then he realized that his voice was too loud, so he quickly stopped talking and lowered his head to look at Zhang An.

"Of course, and it will only get worse."

Facing the expectations on several people's faces, Zhang An nodded very confidently.

Actually, he found this recipe from an unknown ancient book. If the wine and deer antlers used were ordinary stuff, then the effect would just be an ordinary tonic recipe.

But later he tried it out and used his own blood rice wine, and the effect increased dramatically.

This is also one of the reasons why he gave the recipe directly to a few people without worrying about it being leaked.

"Brother Zhang An, if this is the effect, then you have really helped me a lot. I cannot thank you enough. If you have any questions in the future, just let me know. Everything depends on my performance."

After Cheng Peng got Zhang An's guarantee, he immediately became very excited and kept patting his chest to make the promise.

The others were in the same mood, as if they were afraid of falling behind.

Because if this thing is really as effective as Zhang An said, even if they are not struggling too much now, it will be very useful.

"But guys, I have to make it clear to you in advance that this stuff has contraindications. Do not take it when you are alone. Also, the daily dosage should not exceed three taels. If you exceed that, you will be bedridden."

Finally, Zhang An solemnly told several people the taboos that should be paid attention to. If he didn't explain it clearly, he was worried that these people would get addicted while using it.

"Hiss, Zhang An, don't worry. We will remember what you said when we use it."

After hearing what Zhang An said, several people took a deep breath and nodded solemnly to assure him.

Although they didn't know whether it was true or not, they felt that there was no need for Zhang An to lie to them.

After the gift-giving ceremony, the few of them felt even closer to Zhang An when they said goodbye.

"Mom, this is the money I just paid for buying deer antlers. Keep it for yourself."

After seeing everyone off, Zhang An went back to the house and gave the money from selling the deer antlers to his mother.

"Are those people coming to buy it again yesterday?"

Wang Fang was already very happy to have received such a large sum of money yesterday, but she didn't expect to receive more today.

"Yes, that's them. Chen Ze brought them from the provincial capital. It is said that they will come here often in the future."

Zhang An smiled and explained to his mother.

When Wang Fang heard that Cheng Peng and his friends would come often in the future, her eyes immediately lit up.

She has always been very welcoming to such people.

. . . .

Zhang Jianjun and the villagers he brought with him had very good wall-building skills. After a few days, the dry walls of Zhang An's new sheep pen were all completed.

"Uncle, why don't we just build the roof directly? It will only cost a little more money."

Now the only thing missing from the sheep pen is the roof. Zhang An really wants to buy more steel bars and cement and just cover it up directly.

Because if you cover the tiles like a big circle, you have to spend time preparing beams, rafters, etc., which require a lot of trees.

Although the family has their own forest and they can just ask the village to go see it, it would be time-consuming and labor-intensive.

"If we build a roof, it will be very hot in this area on hot days, and it will be inconvenient to remove it later. It's better to build a roof with tiles."

After hearing what Zhang An said, Zhang Jianjun thought about it and expressed his opinion.

In the past two years, there are more and more bungalows in the village, but they are all residential buildings, and no one would do this in their enclosures.

On the one hand, it is a waste of money, and on the other hand, the bungalow will be very hot in the summer, and livestock are always afraid of heat.

"Yes, then let's build the tiles. But we don't have to rely on our own trees. I came back from the city a few days ago and saw a place cutting down trees for sale. I can just go there and bring back two truckloads."

Zhang An thought about it and felt that what his second uncle said made sense, so he agreed to build the tiles.

"Why waste this money? We have trees at home, so you don't have to worry about cutting down trees. Now the road has been built to our forest. It's very convenient to pull the trees back with a horse-drawn carriage. It's just that cutting down trees takes some effort, but everyone is not too busy these days. Just hire a few more people and it will be done in two days."

Zhang Jianjun knew that his eldest nephew was always afraid of trouble, so he could tell at a glance that Zhang An wanted to build a house just because he didn't want to cut down trees. So when he heard that Zhang An wanted to spend money to buy trees, he didn't quite agree.

"Uncle, believe me, it doesn't cost much to buy a tree now. The price will double in two years. Let's keep the tree for now."

In fact, Zhang An had no intention of buying trees at all. He said this because he wanted to use it as an excuse to get some from the space.

But he is right. In two years, the price of ordinary wood will increase a lot.

"Then do as you say."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun no longer objected, because what Zhang An said had never been wrong.

(End of this chapter)