Yipin Tang

Chapter 6 Soaked Grain Has Magical Uses
The woman in the room put down the book in her hand and pulled the excited little Lolita lightly patted the somewhat messy hair of the little Lolita and said softly: "Ernan, tomorrow we will go back to our hometown with our mother to seek refuge with relatives, don't give me a hand today." Mother is in trouble."

"Oh." After hearing the woman's words, most of the excitement in the little Lolita's heart went away, and she replied dejectedly.

Seeing that little loli was in a low mood, the woman couldn't bear it, and asked with a smile: "I heard you yelling just now, why are you so happy?"

Little Loli raised her mouth, and said with a mysterious smile: "I saw my brother-in-law just now."

The woman blushed, tapped the little loli on the head, and said angrily: "What nonsense, when did you have a brother-in-law?"

Little Lolita said with a smile on her face: "Really, it's Wang Zixin who is doing Yongxue Poetry. Didn't my sister have an engagement with her? He even regarded me as a sister just now. It's really fun."

The woman was confused when she heard the words, Wang Zixin?Why did he come to the house?

"What is he doing?"

"He said he came to see his fiancée, but he just wanted to see his sister."

The woman's heart was even more confused. Although she had never met, she didn't have a good impression of the well-known dandy in Chang'an City. She originally thought that tomorrow she would go back to her hometown with her mother to marry the prince. I will come to the house.

"Brother-in-law said that he wrote the poem chanting snow, and he also said that he would participate in the Jinguang Lake Poetry Fair. Sister, let's go to the poetry fair too, okay?" Little Lolita took the woman's hand and acted coquettishly.

"Don't talk nonsense, what brother-in-law, we are not married yet." The woman tapped the little Lolita on the head again.

"We're going back to our hometown tomorrow. We won't be able to go to the poetry fair." The woman has been fond of poetry since she was a child, and she is also very interested in the Jinguang Lake Poetry Fair. The opportunity returned to Chang'an City.

The two sisters fell silent, little Lolita didn't say anything about her bet with Wang Xiang, and she didn't tell the girl that Wang Xiang gave her a bottle of very fragrant perfume.

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When Wang Xiang returned to the Hou Mansion, he was still secretly proud of himself, and it was also thanks to the fact that when he was hoarding daily necessities, he did not have a brain to buy them indiscriminately. In addition to the necessary food and daily necessities, he also purchased miscellaneous things such as crystal jewelry and perfume. Quite a lot, I really don’t know how to spend the end of the world at that time.

Thinking of the look of little Lolita's eyes shining when he took out the perfume, Wang Xiang felt refreshed. That was the legendary Wu Meiniang, and he could do it with a bottle of perfume.

"Master, you are back, something happened to the village!"

As soon as Laifu saw Wang Xiang coming back, he ran over panting.

"What's the matter, don't worry, speak slowly."

Seeing Wang Xiang's calm expression, Lai Fu became even more anxious, "Young Master, Steward Wang went to the village to check the granary today, and found that the granary was flooded, and the food in it was spoiled!"

"Isn't it just some food, if it breaks, it will break."

Wang Xiang didn't care, but Lai Fu wanted to cry, "Master, that's not just a little grain, it's a whole two thousand shi of grain!"

Wang Xiang really didn't know exactly how much the two thousand shi grains were. Since Laifu was so anxious, there must have been a lot of them. Although he still didn't care too much about it, seeing that Laifu was anxious, he knew he had no choice but to say, "Take me over there to have a look."

Wang Xiang didn't know how much two thousand shi was until he arrived at the granary in the village. My good fellow, two thousand shi of grain piled up together looked like a small hill. Butler Wang sat on the ground with a dull expression, his clothes were wet with muddy water on the ground. When Wang Xiang came over, he burst into tears: "I'm sorry for the Hou family, I'm sorry for the young master!"

"Butler Wang, what are you doing, get up quickly, the ground is so dirty."

"Because of my negligence, the entire two thousand shi grains were soaked, and I will have no face to see the old Hou Ye after I die."

Steward Wang was unwilling to get up, Wang Xiang shook his head helplessly, and asked Lai Fu beside him, "How much is the price of rice now?"

Lai Fu thought for a while and replied: "A bucket of corn costs four Wen, but better rice might cost six Wen a bucket."

"How many buckets is a stone?"

"A stone is worth ten buckets."

"Calculated on the basis of six coins and one bucket, one stone and ten buckets is sixty coins, and two thousand stones is 12 coins. It sounds like a lot, but it is actually 120 guan, 120 taels of silver."

Steward Wang and Lai Fu were stunned when they heard this, when did the young master become so good at arithmetic?

Wang Xiang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I thought there was so much, but it was only 120 taels after all the messing around. I even spent more than 120 taels to go to Yicui Tower."

What?Steward Wang and Lai Fu were astonished by their young master's arithmetic ability, and they were stunned by Lei's next words.

As soon as Wang Xiang arrived in Datang, he was a little duke. In his memory, the previous princes sold tens of taels to hundreds of taels of silver. In addition, he just took out some fungus and exchanged it for 600 taels of silver. I don't care much about the extra grain of two silver.But they don’t know that the income of ordinary people in Datang is less than one tael a month, and they have to save more than ten years to save 100 taels of silver without eating or drinking.

"Master..."

Wang Xiang interrupted Steward Wang, who was about to speak, and said, "Isn't it just spoiling some grains? Our Hou's Mansion is not short of such grains, not to mention spoiled grains are still useful."

What is the use of the spoiled grain, Wang Steward thought that Wang Xiang was comforting him, and blamed himself: "Young master, this spoiled grain can't be eaten."

"Who said you should eat it? Even if the food is soaked, it can't be eaten, but it can be used to make wine."

"Wine making?" Steward Wang looked at Wang Xiang suspiciously, "Can this spoiled grain be made into wine?"

"Don't you understand?" Wang Xiang said with a little complacency: "Wine making is to soak grain until it ferments."

"Fermentation?"

"Well, fermentation means...soaking. You don't understand it. Later, I will tell you the method of wine making. You go to Zhuangzi to find some hardworking people. From now on, this granary will be converted into a wine making workshop. "

Steward Wang was still at a loss, but Lai Fu's eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to brew the wine you drank last night?"

"Hey, you're clever." Wang Xiang looked at Lai Fu in surprise.

Now that he has decided to set up a winemaking workshop, it will certainly not just brew ordinary wine. The alcohol content of the Tang Dynasty is low, and the color is dark yellow and slightly turbid. Wang Xiang plans to use the distillation method of later generations to brew distilled wine.

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Wang Xiang told Wang Steward how to make wine and gave him 100 taels of silver to ask him to go to Zhuangzi to find someone to renovate the wine making workshop. After all, two thousand shi of grain is not a small amount, and it would take a lot of money to make all of it. After a lot of effort, Steward Wang was very motivated when he saw the opportunity to make up for his mistakes, and hurried to Zhuangzi after receiving the money.

After Wang Steward left, Wang Xiang drew the utensils for distillation on paper and gave them to Laifu to ask him to find several different craftsmen to make the utensils drawn on paper.

"Remember, it must be built separately, so that no one will know what it is."

He doesn't care about the method of brewing, there are many people in Datang who know how to brew, but only he knows the method of distillation.

Although Laifu didn't know what was drawn on the paper, he knew it was very important from Wang Xiang's serious tone, so he carried the drawings carefully along the way.

As soon as Laifu left, Cheng Chuliang came.

"Brother Chu Liang isn't on duty today?"

Cheng Chuliang shook his head and said: "I heard that the granary in your mansion was flooded, so I took a leave of absence to come and take a look. If you need my help, just ask. Our old man said that it is impossible to move from our mansion first." Bring some food."

Seeing Cheng Chuliang's sincere face, Wang Xiang's heart warmed up, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely go to your house to eat when I really can't eat."

In Chang'an City, throwing a piece of steamed bun can hit a Lord Hou. If Cheng Chuliang and Lao Cheng hadn't taken good care of the Linchuanhou Mansion in the past few years after Wang Bing's death, the Linchuanhou Mansion would really not be able to survive today. It is also impossible for Wang Zixin to live a leisurely and carefree life in Chang'an City.Lao Cheng is a very particular person. Wang Bing saved his life, so no matter what, he will protect Wang Zixin well.

Wang Xiang's heart moved suddenly, and he asked, "Brother Chu Liang, are you interested in doing business?"

He intends to count the brewing workshop as Cheng Chuliang's share, firstly, to thank him and Lao Cheng for taking care of the Linchuanhou Mansion all the time, secondly, after the distilled wine comes out, it will inevitably attract others' covetousness, and Chang'an City can handle him There were too many people in Wang Xiang's hands, and it was only with Cheng Chuliang and Lao Cheng behind him that Wang Xiang felt at ease.

Seeing that Wang Xiang didn't care about the flooding of the granary and instead brought up some business, Cheng Chuliang wondered, "What business is it?"

Wang Xiang didn't answer Cheng Chuliang's question, but asked, "How do you feel about the wine you drank yesterday?"

Hearing the wine, Cheng Chuliang immediately regained his energy, smacked his lips and praised: "That's the best wine I've ever had. It's a pity that the merchant from the Western Regions who sells wine is gone. Otherwise, I would have bought hundreds of altars and drank it to my heart's content."

It turned out that when Cheng Chuliang asked about the bottle of Erguotou yesterday, Wang Xiang also said that he bought it from a merchant in the Western Regions.

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "Why buy it? We can't brew it ourselves."

Cheng Chuliang was taken aback for a moment, but then realized that he opened his mouth wide and stared at Wang Xiang in surprise, "You mean you know how to brew that wine?"

"I don't know if brother Chu Liang is interested in the deal I'm talking about now?"

"I'm interested, I'm so interested! Is there anything I need to do!"

Seeing Cheng Chuliang's excited look, Wang Xiang smiled and said, "No hurry, I have asked Steward Wang to find someone to renovate the brewery. We will discuss the specifics in detail at dinner tonight."

Cheng Chuliang swallowed his saliva and asked: "Do you still eat hot pot? Princess Qinghe was still talking about the delicious hot pot when she went back yesterday."

Wang Xiang was speechless at Cheng Chuliang's shamelessness, he insisted on getting Princess Qinghe involved even though he was greedy.

"Okay, let's eat hot pot tonight!"

(End of this chapter)