Her Promising Business

Zhou jinglang is very dedicated to Xu Jingfeng's one thousand taels of silver recorded, and then raised his face to look at other humanity: "well, who else?"

On Wednesday, Bo coughed, took out some silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Ji Lianzi, "I'll give you three hundred Liang."

"Oh, third uncle, three hundred Liang is quite a lot!" Ji Lianzi took the silver note with a smile. It's fifty-two one, just six.

On Wednesday, uncle chuckled and took a look at his eldest grandson, Zhou Wangdao“ That's the bottom line of our family! "

"I'll give you three hundred Liang, too." Zhang Lang Zhong takes out the silver note from his arms and gives it to Ji Lianzi.

Zhang Yue looked at the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and said: "last time aunt Ji sent wine to my home and talked about the wine making business. I discussed it with my grandfather and father. But our family... Is not so rich. We can't afford much. "

"Well, you can give as much as you can." Ji Lianzi said with a smile, taking the silver note into her arms.

"Less money, less bonus, nothing else." He said one thing on Wednesday.

If all the people at the table stare at him, the old man won't have a good word to say!

Zhang Yue's face was a little embarrassed, but he knew in his heart that uncle Zhou had such a temperament and had nothing to worry about, so he said, "my family can only give fifty Liang..."

Zhang Yue couldn't lift his head when he said "Fifty Liang".

This table of people, afraid of his family out of the least money, right?

"Fifty liang?" It's Wednesday uncle again. He stares at Zhang Yue. His face is just like a bird's excrement to stink Zhang Yue.

"Cough!" Ji Lianzi coughed and interrupted uncle Zhou, saying, "Uncle San, fifty Liang is quite a lot, but I don't have one or two silver at home!"

"Well! Your wine recipe is priceless! " Wednesday uncle was interrupted by Ji Lianzi. He was very upset and looked at Ji Lianzi white.

Zhang Yue was very happy when he heard Ji Lianzi speak for him. Later, he heard Ji Lianzi say that their family couldn't afford a silver or two, which made him feel more comfortable.

However, as soon as he heard that Ji Lianzi's family had come up with a recipe for wine making, which was priceless, Zhang Yue became stiff and then turned into a frosted eggplant, drooping his head.

A table of people once again glared at uncle, heart said you bad old man, how can you not get along with other people Zhang Xiucai?

Ji Lianzi can understand why Uncle Zhou's eyes are more and more unhappy with Zhang Yue, who has robbed his grandson Zhou Wang of his talent!

This is the future of the bad man's big enemy, uncle in the heart and can't pass this ridge!

Zhang Yue is also short in front of his uncle on Wednesday. His grandfather went to see Uncle Zhou and said that Zhang Yue knew about Zhou wangwan's one-year scientific examination.

This matter has always been a knot in his heart, making him less confident when he saw Zhou Wang.

In fact, let Ji Lianzi say that Zhang Yue suffered for himself. Why care so much about how much money he can pay?

Less out, less dividends, that's for sure, but it's better than nothing, right? Let you participate in a foot is already to give you great benefits!

"Well, not to mention Zhang Yue, Qin Mo, how much do you pay?" Ji Lianzi said.

However, he was not willing to let Zhang Yue go. He stretched out his hand to Zhang Yue and said, "Fifty taels of silver? Bring it

Zhang Yue lowered his head and said in a low voice, "the silver is at home. I didn't take it with me."

"When we go back from Chizhou City, let Zhang Yue take the silver. Jinglang, please write it down to Zhang Yue first." Ji Lianzi said.

Zhou jinglang nodded and waved his brush to Zhang Yue to record fifty liang of silver, but he also made a remark about the delivery.

Seeing that Ji Lianzi relieved himself, Zhang Yue was relieved.

Think of him as a scholar. Among those who have no fame at this table, he can't lift his head because he can't get money. He is really depressed.

On Wednesday, uncle curled his lips and turned away with disdain.

Zhou Wangmo watched silently, without saying a word.

When an elder speaks, where does he have the share of a younger one?

However, he was very happy when he saw that Zhang was more and more shriveled.

"We Hun... Er, no, we Jiang Gang are also very poor." Qin Mo with his signboard, a lazy smile said, "and now we Jiang Gang have a little trouble, I'm afraid we can't get too much money for a while, let's give 800 Liang."

With that, Qin Mo took out the silver note from his arms and handed it to Ji Lianzi, but he looked at Xu Jingfeng and said, "brother Xu, I didn't move a cent of the 1000 Liang silver that sister Wei gave me. These 800 Liang are our Jiang Gang's family."

"Ah, brother Qin is so thoughtful! I don't think so! " Xu Jingfeng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Qin Mo is not that kind of person!" Ji Lianzi helps Qin Mo speak and reaches for the number of bank notes Qin Mo handed.

Zhou jinglang bowed his head to record that Qin Mojiang's gang produced 800 liang of silver.

After recording the money from a table, Zhou jinglang counted it, raised his face and said, "it's 2450 taels in all."

"Two thousand four hundred fifty-two..."

All the people at the table began to think, what is this 2450 taels of silver enough to do?

"This 2450 taels of silver is the capital of our wine making business." Ji Lianzi roughly calculated, "to tell you the truth, there are not many."

The table nodded.

All of you have seen the world.

Even if Zhou jinglang didn't go far, he didn't read so many books for nothing. Otherwise, he would not have the ability to talk about people's livelihood with Linzhi county.

More than two thousand taels of silver is a huge sum of money for Zhoujia village.

But if you want to get the money to the town, it's not a lot.

If you get to Tongcheng again, it's not too much, it's not too much.

If you put it in Chizhou City, I'm afraid you can't even rent a shop.

"If you open a wine shop in Tongcheng, the two thousand Liang is enough." On Wednesday, Bob pulled his beard.

A table of people nodded, more than two thousand taels of silver, in Tongcheng rented a shop to sell wine, or more than enough.

"You want to rent a shop now?" Ji Lianzi said with a funny face, "what do you want to rent a shop for?"

"Liquor, of course!" A table of people said one after another.

"Where does the wine come from?" Ji Lianzi asked.

"You make wine!" And they said.

"How much wine can I make every day? How much food is needed? How many jars? How many retorts? How many grapes and how much sugar? How much does it cost to make wine? " Ji Lianzi's series of questions stunned everyone here.

Isn't it? It takes capital and labor to make wine!

You rent a shop for more than two thousand taels of silver. How much wine do you have left?

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

"What can I do?" he said with a sad face? These two thousand taels of silver are all our family's property! "

"Yes, no more." Zhang Lang middle road.