Don’t Mess with Shennong

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Shennong do not make trouble!

In the square inside the village, there was a turbulent flow of people. The villagers who had been hiding at home shivering, heard that there was cheap good wine, and they couldn't sit back one by one. They went out and wanted to buy a little bit of it.

New Year's Eve, encountering the Chiyue incident, causing people to panic and stop drinking, how come the courage to quarrel with the mother-in-law?

Wang Ping'an drove Babos, and when he came to the entrance of the village, he saw such a lively scene, which was more lively than the market in the town.

The area with the most wine jars is the Jiuye family. He is the largest winemaker in the village and the most famous winemaker. The villagers around him are the most.

However, his wine is not cheap because of the good quality and some old wine blending. The high-end route is taken in the village, most of which are tens of a pound.

Wang Xiaoqiang, who always wanted to be the first winemaker in the village, often used Jiuye as an idol.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiaoqiang only brews sorghum wine. He can't make a good mix of Wuliangjiu and the amount of Daqu. He has failed several times.

However, he was not convinced and had been searching online brewing materials and was studying the Wuliang brewing process.

Because of this, Wang Xiaoqiang chose the stall position opposite Jiuye and made it clear that he would work against him.

When Wang Ping'an came over, he saw Wang Xiaoqiang shouting in his throat: "Walking past, don't miss it. The sorghum wine brewed by the first winemaker in Wangjing Village is refreshing and refreshing. The taste is endless. Come and see if you don't buy it. what."

His dad covered his face with shame, and wondered why he had such a honest and loyal person who gave birth to such a son.

"Xiaoqiang, all from the village, who doesn't know who, are you so tired of shouting?" Wang Ping was buzzed by his ears and complained casually.

"Not tired or tired, young man, there is some energy, I can call one day without being tired. By the way, Erbao, do you want to buy wine? My family stores sorghum wine for more than a year, it is cheaper to deal with, and it is 35 A catty is only thirty for you. "

Wang Xiaoqiang's hippie smiled up and gave a cigarette to Wang Ping. When he refused, he put it in his mouth.

This little money Wang Ping'an didn't care, but glanced at the three large wine tanks they laid out, with price tags hanging on them. There were ten yuan per catty, twenty yuan per catty, and thirty yuan per catty. The thirty-five pounds of wine that Wang Xiaoqiang said was missing.

The goods ran around the train, and the flicker was used to it, and there was no truth in his mouth.

"Which kind of sorghum wine is thirty-one pounds?" Wang Ping asked, pointing at the three large wine tanks.

"Ah ... this ... then ... I mislabeled the price. In fact, this should be thirty-five pounds." Wang Xiaoqiang pointed at the thirty tank and smiled awkwardly.

As soon as he had finished speaking, his head slapped.

"Oh, who beat me ..."

"Me, your father!" Wang Xiaoqiang's father yelled angrily, pulled him aside, and smiled politely at Wang Ping'an, "Erbao, don't listen to Xiaoqiang's mixed ball, the village sells wine, the price is all It's transparent. The best wine that I moved out this time was thirty-one pounds. There used to be some old wine that was ruined by the kid. If you want more, I can give you the biggest discount. "

In the past, those old sorghum wines fell into Wang Ping's hands. After being stored in a warehouse with a flow rate of ten times, they had already become real "100-year-old wines" with rich aroma and golden color.

Wang Ping'an was too lazy to think about the price and felt that this kind of sorghum liquor had storage value. He said: "Your family's sorghum liquor is good. I want the best of this kind. How much do I need? Seal it with a ten-jin earthenware jar , Delivered to my orchard. "

"Ah? How much is it? The best kind, my family has more than 20,000 catties, can you really finish it?" Wang Xiaoqiang was so shocked that he forgot about the beating and came over to shout again.

Wang Ping'an said confidently: "Don't say 20,000 jin, 100,000 jin can be finished ... er, I won't brag about it, 100,000 jin estimated that the wine cellar at home can't be put down. I only want this batch of wine with the best quality, Seal it with a jar, and I can pay for it separately. "

"If the original price of sorghum liquor is used, no matter what is not favorable, I can give you free of charge."

"Okay, the deal is done. You can help me pack it. I will go to Jiuye's booth and order a batch of Wuliangjiu." Wang Ping said, waving his hand, and went across.

Wang Xiaoqiang cheered with excitement and said to his father: "Dad, we are rich! Erbao is awesome. We bought all the high-quality sorghum liquor that we have backlogged for a year."

Slap, another slap on his head.

"Fucking fortune! Our cost is not money? It's just a little bit of hard work. After all, our small winemaking workshop is only meager, haha, meager." The smile on the old man's face couldn't hold back anymore. Then, the same excited laughed.

The winemaker at a stall next to them heard a bit of jealousy and shouted: "Lao Wangtou, you have to treat you today. The cost of a pound of high-quality sorghum liquor is not more than ten yuan, and there are only two silly ... Er Erbao will not bargain, how much do you want to pay. God, thirty yuan a catty, you sell 20,000 catties, at least 600,000 yuan into the account, not so fast to grab money. "

Wang Xiaoqiang ’s father was angry, blushing, and seriously refuted: "Fart, you know what a fart! I am an aged high-quality sorghum wine, using special craftsmanship, and light fermentation has been used for half a year The sorghum liquor of ten dollars and one pound can have such high-end quality as me, and I will follow your surname! "

"Oh, anyway, I'm also surnamed Wang, and then I will chant, do you please treat me?"

"Please, you have to please." The old man glanced at Wang Ping'an, not far away. When he saw him busy watching Wuliangjiu, he was relieved and warned the neighbor, "Changfu, don't ruin My way of wealth, if this big business is completed, it will be enough to build a house for your big nephew and marry a wife. "

"Hey, that's about the same." The man just blackmailed a meal, and knew that his own wine was a few blocks away from that of Xiaoqiang's. He couldn't grab business from Wang Ping'an and stopped talking.

However, his inner jealousy did not calm down in a moment.

"Xiaoqiang, you're looking at the stall here. I called to order the earthenware jars. The high-quality sorghum liquor is reserved for Erbao. I can't take out a catty. I have to be honest."

"Well, dad, don't worry, my Xiaoqiang is not the kind of person who doesn't talk about integrity." Wang Xiaoqiang assured him by patting his chest.

With Wang Ping's hearing, no matter how far away, they can hear the conversation between them.

However, with his current family, he didn't care about this small amount of money, and he also wanted to support the winemaking industry in a village so that they wouldn't make more money. How can he expand his business in the future.

More than 20,000 catties of high-quality sorghum wine, but no more than six or seven hundred thousand, placed in a time-accelerated warehouse, it will soon become a real old wine, and then sell a few jars at random, you can return to the original.