As expected, Fu'er called Ning'er, and Mei'er and the two girls were eating snacks in the yard. Zhu'er, who had just returned home, had also joined them.
"Master."
Seeing Lu Fang come in, the four girls all shouted sweetly.
What they wore on their heads were hairpins given to them by Lu Fang.
Lu Fang agreed with a smile, and sat down at the stone table to join the "battle circle". He snatched food from Fu'er, the most gluttonous person, which made Fu'er jealous and angry.
Not long after, the officer from the front sent me information about the wineries in Ningyuan County.
He looked outside and said, "Master, this is what I asked you to give to you."
Lu Fang could see that the government official coveted the four girls.
Although the four girls all have poor family backgrounds, the advantage is that they are all pretty. And these days, most of the government servants and handymen in the county government are from poor backgrounds. They are not even considered officials, and their family backgrounds are usually not much better.
Go. No matter which girl they can marry, for them, it is just a matter of smoke on their ancestral graves.
However, Lu Fang was not so generous as to bring Fu'er and the others together with these government servants.
Since she is a maid in her own family, even if she wants to get married in the future, she must choose a good man.
Without any intention of letting the yamen servant in, Lu Fang grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the stone table, walked to the door, took the information from the yamen servant's hand, and handed the melon seeds to him, saying, "Thank you."
The young yamen officer felt a little flattered and nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, Master."
With the passage of time, Lu Fang's changes have become more and more popular.
There are fewer and fewer people in Ningyuan County mentioning Lu Fang's ridiculous things in the past, let alone the county government office.
Moreover, He Zhengci's incident also made people in these county governments fear Lu Liang and Lu Fang.
In the past, Lu Fang was absurd and uninhibited, and acted wildly. But now, Lu Fang is more like a tiger awakening, showing its fangs and forcing the No. 2 person in the county government out of Ningyuan County. If Lu Fang has nothing to do with this matter, then
No one believes it.
When Master Lu and Mr. He were on good terms in the past, why didn't he see the county magistrate forcing Mr. He to leave?
Watching the government officials leave, Lu Fang took the information and walked directly to the room.
Fu'er was beaming with joy. Finally, no one was trying to compete with her for food.
At this time, Lu Fang, who was walking to the door, suddenly turned around and said, "Fu'er, come in and sharpen the ink for the young master."
"oh."
Fu'er's whole little face suddenly fell down, and she pouted her little mouth reluctantly to agree.
Ning'er, Zhu'er, and Mei'er all covered their mouths and chuckled.
Entering the room, Lu Fang spread the information on the desk.
In fact, there are only four wineries in total in Ningyuan County.
Osmanthus Fang, which is the best in osmanthus brewing, is the business of the Wang family.
The remaining three are Qingpingfang, Pinglefang and Qingxifang.
Pinglefang is the business of the "Li family" who are also members of the Ningyuan wealthy family.
Qingpingfang and Qingxifang are relatively more ordinary.
Among the information Lu Liang sent over was the tax payment status of these four wineries in the past two years.
Guihuafang has Osmanthus Rice Noodles as its signature brand, and under it, Guihua Noodles occupies the rough wine market. Ningyuan County’s leading position in the wine industry shows no sign of being shaken based on the taxes paid in the past two years. The tax revenue for each quarter is not less than one hundred taels.
And it shows a gradual upward trend.
Pinglefang's quarterly tax payment is about thirty taels.
Qingpingfang and Qingxifang are far apart.
Qingpingfang pays only about 10 taels of tax per quarter, which can be said to be pitiful in terms of profits.
The most pitiful thing is Qingxifang, whose tax returns for the past two quarters were actually zero.
This shows that they are now completely unable to make ends meet.
However, the previous taxes are not small, and can barely equal the level of Heping Lefang.
Logically speaking, it should be a good wine shop, how could it suddenly fall into this situation?
If this continues, it will probably be disbanded soon, right?
But Lu Fang's eyes shone with light.
What he needs now is just a place, tools, and workers. It's not a business that makes money.
For a winery that is already profitable, the acquisition price is definitely not low. But for a winery that is in danger like Qingxifang, it is a complete leak!
This is a good opportunity to buy the bottom.
Lu Fang immediately stood up and shouted outside the house: "Zhu'er, accompany the young master to Qingxi Winery."
He wanted to see what the Qingxi Winery was like.
Fu'er, who was polishing ink next to her, looked at her stupidly, "Master, you don't want to write?"
Lu Fang was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the calligraphy skill again. He immediately sat down and exchanged a hundred skill points to add to the calligraphy.
Immediately, insights came to my mind, and throughout my limbs, I felt an itchy urge.
He picked up the pen from the pen holder and dipped ink into the inkstone.
A big wave of his hand.
The word "一" appears on the paper.
Lu Fang nodded lightly and looked at his handwriting. Although it was not completely natural, it was still understandable.
Then he hung up the pen again and walked outside the house.
Fu'er rolled her eyes, "Master, are you making fun of me again? You want me to grind my ink and just write one horizontal line?"
Then he put down the inkstone in his hand and walked out angrily. He sat back at the stone table and ate voraciously.
Lu Fang laughed loudly and took Zhu'er out of the yard.
…
These days, there is a saying that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, which has led to many wineries deliberately choosing to be very deep in the alley.
Lu Fang used to drink fine wines shipped from Tanzhou. Although they were far inferior to those fine wines such as Taiyuan Yuye and Xizhou Qiongjiang, it did not prevent him from paying attention to Ningyuan County's local wines, including Osmanthus Niang.
.Before this, he didn’t even know how many wineries there were in Ningyuan County, let alone remember their names.
Zhu'er doesn't drink alcohol, so he doesn't know much about these wine shops.
After leaving the county government office, Lu Fang took Zhu'er straight to Zuihua Tower, which was less than ten minutes away from the county government office.
This is definitely the place with the most abundant wine and fine wines in Ningyuan County.
By then, Baihua Building was already open.
They also have to do business at noon.
Aunt Xu is arranging the servants inside, while Mr. Turtle is wiping the tables and washing the floor.
Seeing Lu Fang entering the door, he was a little surprised.
This great patron has not been to Zuihua House since he was assassinated last time, and it has been almost ten days since then.
Immediately, a smile appeared on her face covered with rouge and gouache, and she greeted him: "Hey, Mr. Lu, you are here. You haven't been to our Zuihua Building for some time, and you are already thinking about getting old."
When Lu Fang came closer, he whispered again: "Miss Youxi, if you don't think about tea and food these days, I'm afraid she also misses you!"
Lu Fang's heart was really a little disturbed.
However, she also has self-awareness. Chen Youxi's inability to think about food and tea is definitely not because she misses herself.
Even if he wanted to, he just wanted to redeem her life by himself. Or he could blame himself for not being able to redeem her life.
He smiled and said: "Young Master I am not here to drink today, I just want to ask you a question."
Aunt Xu was stunned and said: "What's the matter?"
Lu Fang said: "We have Qingxifang in Ningyuan County, do you know where it is?"
"Qingxifang..."
Aunt Xu looked a little weird, "Mr. Lu, why are you asking about this? How can that rough wine get into your throat? Our Zuihua House recently managed to get two jars of Dengzhou's Zhaoxia wine from Tanzhou. It's the owner's expense."
It took a lot of effort to get it, but I specifically asked me to leave a jar for you!"
"Your boss is interested."
Lu Fang smiled.
But in my heart, I couldn't help but sigh that He Er knew how to be a good person.
Dengzhou is far away from Tanzhou, and Zhaoxia wine is probably rare in Tanzhou. He Erneng got two jars, and specially reserved one jar for himself. He was really thoughtful. Lu Fang knew that this guy was doing it for Chen Youxi.
The matter of redemption, and the apology for the assassination of Zuihualou.
A hundred and ten taels of silver cannot be compared with spending such thought.
Although He Er was ugly, it was really hard for him to feel disgusted with this guy who knew current affairs.
After thinking for a while, he added: "Tell your boss, I can understand his difficulties regarding the young lady. As for the assassin, the truth has now come to light. The He family and his son have left Ningyuan, and I will not blame you anymore."
On the top of Zuihualou."
"Thank you very much, Master Lu. Thank you very much, Master Lu."
Aunt Xu said again and again, her old face full of joy.
Obviously, she already knew about He Zhengci and his son being forced out of Ningyuan.
Then he hurriedly turned around and shouted to the young man: "Go quickly and move out the jar of Zhaoxia wine stored in the master's room."
"Not urgent."
Lu Fang waved his hand and said: "Save the wine for me to drink again in the evening, and let the young lady accompany me. I have something to do at Qingxi Fang now."
Aunt Xu was slightly stunned again, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just shouted to the inside: "Who knows how to get to Qingxifang?"
A boy who was mopping the floor raised his head and whispered: "I know, it's near my house."
Aunt Xu said: "Then you take Mr. Lu over."
The boy silently put down the rag and walked up to Lu Fang. He stood with his head bowed, looking humble.
These days, those who work as servants in places like Zuihua House probably have no way of making a living.
Even if you have some connections, you will choose regular restaurants to avoid being criticized by others.
Of course, the worst offender is Mr. Turtle. He is at the bottom of this world.
"Let's go!"
Lu Fang stopped talking to Aunt Xu, said something to the boy, turned around and went out.
The boy was busy leading the way.
Aunt Xu looked at Lu Fang walking away with confusion in her eyes and muttered, "What is he doing in Qingxifang?"