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Chapter 137 Results

Before Zang Lang went out, Lan Huaer remembered something again, and hurriedly called Zang Lang back, and told him:
"Before you sell the wine to the people in the village, you must tell them clearly. This is the glutinous rice wine steamed by yourself. It tastes sweet, and you can drink it from the lady's house. It's just that the wine tastes good, but it's still strong. Yes. Don’t get drunk if you overeat too much.”

Zang Lang probably thought of the fact that he was drunk yesterday, and his face turned red.

But he still remembered what Lan Huaer told him.She nodded and repeated Lan Hua'er's words, then went outside to sell wine with two kegs of wine.

Zang Lang went to the village to sell wine, and Lan Hua'er moved the rice wine made at home to the cellar in the yard outside.

She didn't want those stored in the stove.It's too hot in that place, and it's not very good for wine.

There are no wine jars or soil seals at home, so we can only put everything in wooden barrels and store them in the cellar, hoping to store them for a long time, at least not to spoil them.

Lan Huaer originally planned to start fermenting the distiller's grains that had been steamed with some water today, and steam them again.But after she finished cleaning, she found that there was already a lot of wine in the house. Unless some were sold, it was estimated that it would be impossible to drink them all in a while.The wine in this song is a bit strong, but the taste is good, and it is not easy to drink it.So this sweet drink went down for a few cups, and one fell down without paying attention.

Especially the people in this village probably haven't had much alcohol of this concentration. Yesterday Zang Lang drank pure unopened glutinous rice wine, so he passed out all of a sudden.

Lan Hua'er didn't expect that such a small amount of glutinous rice could produce so much glutinous rice wine, and she couldn't help being stunned.

This is what told her and Zang Lang to drink until they came to Gaihuagoudan's house. They probably couldn't finish it, and they couldn't let it go at home.

She thought about it, and felt that there was really no other way, so she could only dry and compact the distiller's grains first, and then put them in the cellar in the backyard.

I just hope that after two days, the distiller's grains have not been over-fermented, so they can no longer be steamed.

At home, she was only thinking about Zang Lang selling wine outside, and she always felt that everything was wrong.She was the only one left at home, and she didn't bother to make complicated things, so she just cooked rice porridge mixed with some distiller's grains and dealt with it.

The clothes and quilts were all hanging outside to dry, and she couldn't take them back to mend—she found that the ancient clothes were no better than modern ones, not to mention rough workmanship, and the materials and threads used were not very strong.Someone once said that after watching a martial arts drama, he tried to tear his clothes, but he couldn't tear them apart.But after she traveled back, she found that the clothes were quite easy to tear, so every time she washed the clothes on such a large scale, she had to check the clothes from top to bottom to see if there were any openings.

Of course, if the environment in the home is good, or it is a rich family, the clothes are naturally much better than those in Lan Huaer's house.Like Fang Ningai and Guan Ju, the clothes they are wearing are naturally not so easy to be torn apart.

But how could the Zhao family afford such materials.

She fed the chickens, touched the eggs, and then went to the back to feed the rabbits, and made a nest for the rabbits with ulagrass.When these are done, I feel a little overwhelmed.She walked around the house, and found that there seemed to be nothing to do, so she moved a small bench and sat in front of the yard gate, staring blankly at the direction to the village, holding her hands While flipping over the small ridge in the yard outside, he looked out desperately.

In fact, when Zang Lang was first asked to go out to sell wine, it was just an idea that came to her suddenly, and she didn't intend to say how much money she would use it to earn.In other words, even if Zang Lang didn't sell all the wine after going around like this, she wouldn't feel sad, just a little disappointed.

But even with such thoughts in mind, I still felt very anxious while waiting.

This is like waiting for the results to be announced during the exams. Even if you know that your grades may not be very good, but as long as you have not estimated the results and are quite calm about the results, you can't wait for the results to be announced indifferently.

Lan Hua'er originally thought that Zang Lang would not come home until the evening when it was time to eat, but she didn't expect that she wandered around the house in a trance for a long time. came back with two barrels.

Seeing him walking quickly behind with two wooden buckets in his hands, Lan Hua'er was stunned for a moment, then became happy again, and ran out of the house excitedly to meet Zang Lang. before:
"Are you...all, all sold out?"

Zang Lang smiled brightly, and nodded very vigorously.

Lan Hua'er was stunned for a while, she always felt that this matter seemed to be something she couldn't believe anywhere.She froze for a moment, and asked stupidly:
"You... It's not because the sales are too bad. You can find a place to drink up the wine, right?"

Just after asking this question, Lan Hua'er couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If Zang Lang really drank the two barrels of wine, how could he be able to walk back upright now? People in the village must have to carry him back.

A smile appeared on Lan Hua'er's face again, and she tugged on Zang Lang's sleeve and said:

"Did you make a lot of money? Hey, go home quickly, have a meal, and check how much money you made this time. I didn't expect to sell so well this time."

Only then did Zang Lang fade away the embarrassment on his face, and then nodded vigorously, saying happily in his voice:

"It's selling well. Some people have asked if there are more."

Lan Hua'er was so happy that she dragged Zang Lang into the house, poured a bowl of water for Zang Lang, asked him to sit down, and then began to ask about the wine sales.

In fact, she originally thought that only a small half of the people in the village would be willing to spend money to buy wine.Based on her familiarity with the people in the village, this understanding is actually correct.If it was in the past few years, it is estimated that only a small half of the people in the village could afford to buy wine to celebrate the New Year.

But she forgot that because of the Liao Zhai story, the property of many people in the village increased significantly.Moreover, many people sold a lot of pigs at home because they were greedy for money. During the Chinese New Year, they might eat less meat than in previous years.In this way, they are willing to buy some wine on the contrary, so that they can be happier during the Chinese New Year.

Moreover, her glutinous rice wine is indeed sweet and mellow, and the price is cheap. After trying it, many people are willing to buy some and try it at home.

When Zang Lang worked with Chu Jiangkai, he learned characters and arithmetic.Some people didn't want a full gourd of wine, so they asked if they could just buy a little. Zang Lang thought about it, and agreed.He was originally a person who didn't know how to do business, and he didn't want to deal with people, because he was afraid of frightening them.

But the people in the village have become familiar with him, especially the older ones, and they are no longer afraid of his appearance.And his goods are good, as soon as the lid of the barrel is lifted, the aroma of the wine will waft around.Everyone was happy with the purchase, so they stopped thinking about his image.

Although he sold it sporadically, it can be regarded as making small profits but quick turnover.There were too many buyers, so the wine was sold out at once.

Zang Lang said that the people in the village still like wine mixed with distiller's grains. It is estimated that the northerners have a heavier taste, so they like wine with a more mellow taste.

Many people failed to grab the glutinous rice wine mixed with distiller's grains, so they could only sigh and bought clear glutinous rice wine to go back. Some people asked if there was any glutinous rice wine mixed with distiller's grains. Just take some out at home.

Although he said that he would no longer work with Chu Jiangkai, the quality he had trained before was still there.He has a very flexible mind and a good memory. He wrote down all the people in the village who ordered wine, and agreed to deliver the wine directly to the door tomorrow, and collect the money at that time.

Lan Hua'er felt a little unreal after listening to it.

She thought that selling spicy cabbage was a good business, and she could make money steadily, but she didn't expect that the money would come in faster from wine making.She turned around and held the money bag that Zang Lang had brought back to do the math, Zang Lang went out like this, so he was going to earn back almost two taels of silver.The speed at which the money comes is really fast.

But after she recovered from the light of the copper coins in front of her, she also knew that this money was only earned so few times a year.This time, we sold all the people in the village years ago, and in two days, no one will buy wine.These people buy wine to save it for the Chinese New Year, but during the Chinese New Year, most people are not willing to eat wine at home.

If he wanted to make more money, he could only ask Zang Lang to go to a few nearby villages.

But Lan Hua'er had already thought about it, if the glutinous rice wine was made too much, she could go directly to the mountain and sell the glutinous rice wine to Honghuabai.The big deal is to sell it cheaper, with small profits but quick turnover.

And it is always more convenient to sell directly to a person.

In the evening, Lan Huaer cooked Zang Lang a good meal and poured him two glasses of glutinous rice wine.

But Zang Lang probably remembered the time he was drunk before, so he didn't dare to touch that glass of wine.Lan Hua'er persuaded him twice, saying that he would not get drunk if he only drank such a small amount, so he picked up the cup shyly and drank it slowly.

Lan Hua'er remembered that he just picked up the bowl and poured it directly, and seeing how he was drinking so carefully today, she couldn't help but reflect on whether she scared him too much.

In fact, it’s okay to have a drink, as long as you don’t get drunk.

But seeing Zang Lang like this, Lan Hua'er felt that there was no need to worry about him.It is estimated that in a few days, he himself will forget about it.

(End of this chapter)