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Chapter 147 is more expensive than life

Chapter 147: Gold is more valuable than life

"Langjun, this time it's still sour, what should I do?"

The big bull felt very uncomfortable when he looked at dozens of jars of "good wine" full of sour smell.

He could not understand why the husband had already wasted six or seven loads of food because he had to make wine by himself.

Let the big cow who has been farming for a living feel heartbroken and tears.

Although Li Yu doesn't care, he is different from the big bull. He is a native of ancient people. He has experienced natural disasters and wars.

How many days did the people live by counting rice grains, and the family tightened their belts and only ate some porridge to save their lives?

For the people, food is more precious than life. Now, only three days have passed, and the husband has wasted five or six dans of food.

What's even more uncomfortable is that since it has been wasted, at least you can make some fine wine.

What we made now is sour, and the entire wine-making yard is smelly.

Zeng Gui couldn't hold it anymore. During the famine, the people were hungry and dared to eat Guanyin soil. When many people died, their stomachs were as big as a bucket.

If he continues to waste like this, Zeng Gui will go crazy. In the past few days, he has seen the food disappear bit by bit, and his heart is bleeding...

"Mr. Lang, the villain begs you, why don't we do it anymore. If this continues, I wonder how much food will be ruined?

What a sin!"

Li Yu looked at the two strong men, just for some food, and was so anxious that he burst into tears.

I couldn't help but be moved. Yes, I have traveled over from a thousand years later, and I don't know the importance of food.

But this is the Tang Dynasty, this is ancient times, food is the life and life, and I can't continue like this.

In fact, the most important thing is that a lot of food was wasted and a drop of fine wine was not produced.

There are many sour and failed products. It’s a pity to throw them away. If you drink them, the sour smell will fuck your nose and it’s really hard to swallow. It’s so useless.

"The big bull, Zeng Gui, doesn't have to be so sad, although it has not yet been brewed,

But at least some family has found some tricks, and I believe that they will be able to brew them soon, and the previous fine wines will come out.

Imagine if we succeed, we don’t have to buy it outside. Wouldn’t it save a lot of money?”

When the two of them heard that they could save a lot of money, they began to hesitate again.

That's right, the wine in Chang'an City costs ten thousand yuan in one bucket. After the husband's struggle, it's less than half of it.

If you don't let your husband make trouble, he will inevitably have to buy wine.

I have to pull out money one by one again, which is relatively more distressing than wasting food.

"But Mr. Lang, we have been three days now and we haven't had a clue yet.

I don’t know when I will wait, so why don’t you find a few people who can make wine from the village, so that you can get some soon?”

Zeng Gui was a little loose, but he didn't want to waste it like this anymore, so he boldly made a proposal.

"Yes, why don't you say earlier? Some family has only been interested in making wine these days, but has forgotten about this. It's really worth fighting."

After the initial time, the low-alcohol water wine bought from Chang'an was converted into high-alcohol liquor.

Li Yu calculated carefully, the cost was too high.

Not to mention the people, even big and rich people cannot withstand such high prices.

At most, only those children of high-ranking officials and noble men can enjoy it.

How to reduce costs and finally make people able to make money is the real plan to make money.

After the last success, Li Yu had already expanded and called Daniu. Ah Gui pulled truckloads of grain and started a vigorous brewing project.

Unexpectedly, the sour taste made him disgusted.

How could it fail? Li Yu is not a conceited person.

Recalling one night carefully,

But he still couldn't find the reason. After all, he was not a winemaker in his previous life.

However, he always believed that failure is the mother of success, and as long as he continues to experiment, he will always succeed.

But it has been three days, and trucks of food have been taken after truckload, and all of them have disappeared.

It’s always a long way to succeed, two steps away. Not one step yet!

After discussion between the master and servant, Li Yu decided to brainstorm the power of the masses.

The three of them hurried to the front yard, Li Yu had just sat down,

The manager Li Zhong walked in quickly.

"I have seen you, but I don't know what is important to you?"

"I have known all the people in the mansion about brewing wine recently, and I won't hide it from you anymore.

Haven't achieved any money,

My husband thought about it and that human power is always exhausted, so it is better to gather the strengths of all families to a little bit.

Only in this way can we overcome difficulties.

So I call you to come,

You go to our villages to investigate immediately and find someone who can make wine. If you find someone, there will be many rewards for it.

Our five villages are all refugees placed everywhere. It is estimated that it is not difficult to find ten or eight.

When a family needed a blacksmith and carpenter, they responded with one another. Now that they are in trouble, it is the time to use people, you can do it immediately!"

"Yes, the villain will go now, but the villain is not greedy for money, and the husband does not need to be rewarded. If nothing else, the villain will go now!"

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

Seeing Li Zhong leave with a few servants and servants, Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big bull, it's expensive, let's go to the granary of the Houtou again, pull a few carts over, and when the wine-making craftsman arrives, you can start immediately,

Before Yuanzheng, it must be successfully brewed. Some family can also go to Chang'an City to have a sleep."

The two followers followed him reluctantly, took seven or eight slaves' families to give birth to children, and a group of people went to the granary behind the village.

The great manager of the granary was Ma Benchu, who had been passed down for generations.

Ma Benchu ​​took over the granary from his father and has been in his life for most of his life, from a young and strong man to his seventies.

I am very concerned about daily duty and have to check it three times every day with crutches.

After Zhengyuan, he would free up the position of this great manager and inherit it by his eldest son.

The eldest son has met the head of the family and has just waited for Zhengyuan to take office.

This lifelong errand is now about to step down.

Ma Benchu ​​was very reluctant to leave and spent almost every day in the granary yard, and only went back to bed.

He is not in a good mood in the past few days. The head of the family has come to pull out a truck of food every day. Manager Ma doesn't care about this.

But yesterday I heard from the head of the family that as long as the brewing is successful, all the grain in the granary will be taken to make wine.

As soon as these words came out, the old man was so scared that he fainted.

As soon as I woke up today, I quickly helped my grandson to check if they were all pulled out.

"It's okay, it's okay, the food is there, but I scared me,"

Manager Ma felt at ease when he saw that the granary was full.

The grandson, who was in his twenties next to him, teased, "Taigong is also worried. If the head of the family wants to use it, can Taigong still stop him?

Grandfather, called him in the Tang Dynasty

"Zujun, "gong", "taigong", etc.

Not called grandpa.

"According to Sun's opinion, it only took one month to stay at Yuanzheng, and Taigong no longer took charge of the matter.

Why not let me go, I am Aye (you can also miss you)

If you care about it, you can enjoy peace and happiness at home.

During the Tang Dynasty, my father had multiple names, Aye, and he also had a homophone with his master, and he also had an area called brother.

"Mulan Poem" has evidence
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