Early the next morning, Xin You took Xin Xinyi's motorcade on the return journey.
It rained all night, and the sky got a little brighter again.
Most importantly, the roads are even worse.
However, all the Chinese people in the caravan were smiling brightly.
More than a thousand kilograms of wine were sold, and the profit earned was enough to exchange for more than a thousand kilograms of grain.
This food alone is enough to feed everyone in Xinyi for a month.
All this money belongs to the Xinyi public family.
"I didn't expect that selling wine would be so profitable. If all our Du family's grains were turned into wine..."
"Then you have to make wine like Tianqing to earn so much."
Xiao Wu smiled.
He is the happiest of all.
Three stones of grain was enough for him and his unlucky father to survive the winter.
However, Xinyou did not have the luxury of being rich as a countryman.
The reason why I can make so much money is that Tianqing wine is really good.
Secondly, these orders will use up all of Xinyou’s wine inventory.
These wines are not produced in Xinyi in one year, and there are many mature wines accumulated over many years.
In other words, the output of the entire winery for more than two years can feed the people of Xinyi for a month.
This is not what Xin You wants.
Moreover, a large part of the wine should be reserved and given to the villagers as offerings.
Xin You has already "advanced" all these wines.
It is simply not feasible to make money from wine to support the entire town.
After all, the output is too small.
"As long as the public warehouse is full and can help the people of the country become rich and prosperous, I don't believe that the people of the country will still side with the three elders."
Making wine is just one step in Xinyou's plan.
If Xinyi wants to truly become wealthy, and if he wants to enter the temple, he still has a long way to go.
Nowadays, wine only solves an urgent need, and what Xin You really needs has not yet appeared.
…
Entering Huantu again, due to too many vehicles, the road was almost destroyed and blended into the surrounding wasteland.
"This way..." Xin couldn't help but shake his head.
You can see the future of a country from its roads.
During the reign of King Zhou Ding, Duke Shanxiang was envoy to Chu.
When we passed through Chen, we saw that the roads in Chen were not repaired, the buildings were not in good order, the chefs did not provide food, and the officials did not provide buildings. Therefore, we said that Chen was a sign of national subjugation.
In the eighth year of King Ding's reign, King Zhuang of Chu indeed invaded the state of Chen.
Although this is just an example, it reflects the importance of roads to a country.
After all, the roads are not good. The enemy has reached the border and your reinforcements cannot get through for a long time. How can you be undefeated?
"It's all because of that prince's rebellion. Not only did he cause chaos within Wang Jin, but he also took away so many ministers. Now not only the roads, but the entire court is in chaos!" Du Gan couldn't help but complain.
"Hey... who says it's not?" Xiao Wu also said.
Xin shook his head again, did he blame Wang Zichao?
Being born into an imperial family, who wouldn’t want to give it a try?
What's more, if King Zhou Jing hadn't died in a hurry and hadn't paved the way for the princely court, maybe it would be the princely court sitting in the royal city now.
It's a pity that when a king becomes a king, he loses a bandit. If the prince's dynasty is defeated, the fault will naturally be his.
Just like the Xin family, they were defeated by the Yin family in a court battle and were reduced to what they are today.
The oxcart was swaying, and although the road was bumpy, everyone was in a happy mood.
A man named Yin Jiu behind him couldn't help but sing loudly:
"A gentleman's car.
The military chariot is driven,
Four Mu Industry.
How dare you settle down?
Three quickies in January..."
This is a poem from Xiaoya in the Book of Songs. Yin Jiu sang it now, with a unique flavor.
This was the first time Xin You heard someone reciting the Book of Songs, and he couldn't help but become serious.
The Yin family in Xinyi and the defected Yin Gu no longer have any relationship at all. They are just a small clan in decline.
But this ballad was passed down by their ancestors.
"Our Yin family from Xinyi also went to war with the emperor back then. When we fought against the 玁狁, we came back singing this song after the victory!"
After Yin Jiu finished singing, he couldn't help but talk about the past of their clan.
"It sounds like you are the most powerful Yin family. The ancestor of the gentleman actually saved the emperor!" Du Gan has always admired the Xin family very much.
"That's right." Yin Jiu looked up at the sky: "It's a pity that the illustrious Zongzhou is no longer here..."
Chinese people have the pride of their country.
This is Xin You's deepest feeling about the Spring and Autumn Period.
The ancestors of the Chinese people were almost all nobles from the Western Zhou Dynasty, even when the Zhou Dynasty was the Fang Kingdom.
They all have a distinguished history. Even in the small Xinyi, there are legendary families like the Xin family and the Yin family.
The Zhou people's worship of their ancestors is deep in their bones.
This kind of worship gradually turned into their inner pride, and they naturally looked down on the barbarians and those savages.
"Shaohao Zai,
There is Qian Bingyue.
Like fire,
Then don’t let me dare to do anything.”
The ancestor of the Yin family was Shaohao. Speaking of his ancestor, Yin Jiu couldn't help but sing loudly again...
Yin Jiu's voice is loud and clear, like a tenor from the Spring and Autumn Period.
His song can be heard throughout the wilderness.
"Gentleman!"
"A gentleman stays behind...!!"
A voice came from the road next to it.
Xin turned around and saw a dark humanoid creature running towards him.
"It seems to be a person..." Xiao Wu said.
The man rolled over and crawled over, and finally fell in front of Xin You's car.
"Gentleman, can you help me?" the man said, showing his white teeth.
"Who are you? What happened?" Xin asked again.
"I am Yuan He, the charioteer of Lord Sikong Yuan Shouguo. My Lord and I's car got stuck on the road over there and we cannot drive. Sir, can you help me?"
Xin looked at the distance again, and it seemed that a carriage was indeed stuck in the quagmire.
A man was waving his horsewhip vigorously in the car.
"Working together, we should be able to get this carriage out of the quagmire," Hara He said.
"No need."
Xin waved his hand again: "Kong Si, go ahead."
Kong Si nodded and got off the bullock cart.
Yuan He had never seen such a tall man. He was almost half longer than an ordinary person. He had to raise his head very high to see the man's face.
Kong Si walked to the carriage and said to the driver: "Raise the whip!"
The man waved his whip, and the two black horses pushed forward again.
Kong Si was seen with his hands open, one hand resting on top of the chariot and the other on the wheel.
The dustpan-sized hand held onto the carriage tightly. The moment he raised the whip, Kong Si suddenly exerted force, and the muscles on his extra-long arms suddenly swelled and became thicker.
The carriage was lifted up with force!
The driver, Yuan Shouguo, felt his body being lifted upwards, and then the horse began to move forward.
"Uu——"
Yuan Shouguo reined in his horse and got out of the car, and came to Xin You.
"Thank you gentleman, thank you warrior."
Kong Si has returned to the car, his face is like a wood carving, without any fluctuation.
Yuan Shouguo could tell that Xin You was the master of these two people, so he only saluted Xin You.
"It takes a little effort." Xin smiled again.
"I'm sorry, I haven't asked you what a gentleman should be called."
Yuan He Gongshou Tao.
"Ren Xin, again," the young man said, "I have met Master Sikong."
"It turns out he is a doctor from Xinyi. I didn't expect him to be so young." Sikong Yuanshou said: "I once built the Xishui Canal with Mr. Xin, who was not ill."
"Wu Bing is my father. He will not be paid before the end of the year, so I will take over the post of doctor of Xinyi." The young man Xin said again.
"I am the son of an old friend. Thank you again Jun Xin for your help." Yuan Shou said.
Xin felt very fond of this man.
Sikong is not a small official, it is an important city of the Zhou royal family and the outer dynasty.
In other words, the middle-aged man in front of him is the person above the temple! This chapter has been completed!