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Chapter 349

"I've always refused to eat toasts or fine wines. If you don't believe me, give it a try."

"Okay, awesome." The man snorted coldly and waved his fist towards Chen Zhaozhao.

Chen Zhaozhao turned his head to avoid it, raised his hand and pinched his wrist.

"Ah~" The man instantly felt a bone-chilling pain, attacking from his wrist to his whole body, "You, you, you, let it go, let it go, let it go! Hiss~"

The woman was stunned when she saw the man being subdued by Chen Zhaozhao with one move.

Chen Zhaozhao squeezed the man and looked at the woman coldly, "Go back and tell the Fang family that Yu Jinggui is my man and not someone they can covet."

After saying that, she shook off the man and clapped her hands, "Someone offered me a thousand yuan to be with Yu Jinggui. This is true.

If you don't believe it, you can check it out.

Don’t appear in front of me in the future, I don’t have a very good temper.”

After Chen Zhaozhao finished speaking, he walked away.

The woman and the man stared at her back in disbelief. How could a village girl be so powerful?

"Are you okay?" The woman quickly went to check on the man.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When you look at it, you are shocked. You can see that the man's wrist is bruised and swollen.

"It hurts. Take me to the hospital quickly." The man held his wrist and gasped in pain.

Who is this?

This woman is not a village girl, but a mountain spirit, right? Why is she so strong?

The two of them went to the hospital in a panic, and then immediately sent a telegram to the provincial capital, not daring to act rashly for the time being.

Chen Zhaozhao turned the corner and saw Yu Jinggui standing there.

She was stunned, "Why are you here?"

Yu Jinggui looked at her with a smile, "I originally wanted to come back and give you food stamps."

Yu Jinggui is busy tonight, so I won't go back.

Grain will be released at the grain station tomorrow, and the price is cheaper than usual. The two of them had talked about this while walking.

Chen Zhaozhao is going to buy food tomorrow morning, so he has to give her the food stamps today.

Who would have thought that when he came back, he would find her and see her cleaning up people.

"..." Chen Zhaozhao, "Have you seen and heard everything?"

"I just watched the ending and heard the last two sentences you said." Yu Jinggui said with a smile.

Chen Zhaozhao recalled what he had said, and immediately blushed, trying not to be embarrassed.

"It's a member of the Fang family. He said he would give me five hundred yuan and let me leave you. Do I think he is in need of that little money?"

"No." Yu Jinggui replied funny, gave her the food stamps, leaned close to her and lowered his voice and said, "I am your man, and I will always be your man. No one can take it away from me."

Yu Jinggui's voice was already magnetic and pleasant, and this low and soft tone made it even more pleasant to hear, making people feel numb all over.

Chen Zhaozhao felt his heart beating very fast and his whole body was on fire.

Especially the ears, they may be pregnant.

Chen Zhaozhao was so embarrassed that she quickly took the food stamps and said hurriedly: "I know."

Then he left in a hurry.

Yu Jinggui looked at her fleeing figure, shook his head in amusement, and happily rode his bicycle to the post office.

He wanted to send a telegram to his elder brother to talk about recent events.

Both the Fang family and the Song family have been too busy recently, so we must find something for them to do.

When he got home, Chen Zhaozhao told Chen Dawang about selling wine.

Chen Dawang was hesitant at first, but he listened to Chen Zhaozhao and finally agreed.

Early the next morning, Chen Zhaozhao and Chen Dawang went to deliver goods together, and then went to the grain station to buy rice and distiller's yeast.

It just so happens that I don't have to go to work today.

After breakfast, the rice is boiled in preparation for brewing wine.

The next days were quiet.

Time passes day by day in busyness.

It’s time for bayberry to go out of season.

After he stopped making canned bayberries, Chen Zhaozhao switched to selling bottled sour beans.

Although it is not as profitable as canned bayberry, it is much more profitable than selling beans directly.

However, at the beginning, sales of sour beans in this package were not very good.

It wasn't until people bought it back and thought it tasted good that the demand soon exceeded supply.

Fortunately, sour beans can be sold for a longer period, and the final income will definitely be greater than that of canned bayberry.

Moreover, when the peppers matured in the middle, she also made chopped peppers and sold them, which was another high income.

More importantly, people in Huixi County and even Southwest Province love to eat chopped chili. Chopped chili is very popular and is in even greater supply than canned bayberry.

Moreover, chili sauce is a vegetable, and there are many people growing chili peppers in Huixi County. The cooperative has a special chili pepper base, and the output this year is particularly good.

Supply and marketing cooperatives should not charge extra for chili peppers.

Many families in the village have planted peppers, and it is the season when peppers mature in large quantities.

Originally, people dried chili peppers, or made them into chopped chili peppers and pickled chili peppers.

This year, Chen Zhaozhao invited people in the village to make chopped chili peppers, so that the amount she sells can be increased accordingly.

It is worth mentioning that after Li Huarong and others went to the factory to make tofu, she stopped making meatballs and supplied them to state-owned restaurants.

Now that the chili peppers are chopped, part of them is sold directly to Aunt Zhang in bulk.

Aunt Zhang likes chopped peppers better than meatballs. After all, chopped peppers can be used in a wider range of dishes.

Soon, twenty days passed.

Chen Dawang's rice is fermented and begins to cook.

Many families in Lishan Village make their own soju, but everyone's skills are different, so the taste of the wine they make will be different.

The method in the village is to steam the cooked rice in a special steaming barrel after fermentation. The steamed wine is both soju and white wine.

This time Chen Dawang made a hundred kilograms of rice, and the final product was about 25 degrees Celsius. Generally, one kilogram of rice can produce one to one and a half kilograms of wine.

But this time, a pound of wine was produced, and the taste was several notches higher than usual.

Chen Dawang was shocked when he tasted the wine.

Chen Zhaozhao didn't like drinking, but she could taste the quality of the wine. After hearing what Chen Dawang said, she breathed a sigh of relief and tasted it herself.

The wine with the help of Lingquan has a different taste and is quite good.

"Why does it taste so good this time?" Chen Dawang was puzzled.

"Maybe it's because the rice and distiller's yeast are good, and your skills have improved." Chen Zhaozhao said with a smile.

Chen Dawang smiled sheepishly, "If the wine is good, the koji is very important. The koji I bought this time is probably particularly good, but it's a pity that I didn't buy more."

“I’ll just go to the grain station next time and buy this brand of koji.”

"Brand?" Chen Dawang didn't understand, "Aren't they all made by wineries?"

"There are several wineries at the grain station that produce koji."

"So that's it." Chen Dawang nodded clearly, watching the wine flow from the distillation tube into the barrel, and smelling the aroma of wine in the air.

He couldn't help but said: "I'm not even willing to sell this wine."

"Then keep some sealed for a few years, sell the rest, and burn them anyway."

"I'm afraid it won't taste as good next time."

"It's definitely possible, don't worry."

After burning out all the wine and weighing it, we finally got two hundred and eighty-two kilograms of wine.

Chen Dawang kept fifty-two pounds and sold the rest to Aunt Zhang.

Bulk liquor from supply and marketing cooperatives sells for 80 cents per catty, and bottles range from 1 yuan to 1.5 yuan.

Chen Dawang sold this wine in bulk to Aunt Zhang for one dollar and three.

This time I bought rice for eight cents per catty. Even if the cost of labor and firewood are included in the cost, I made a net profit of two hundred and ten yuan.

Chen Dawang made so much money by making wine once, and Chen Dawang felt a little unreal when he looked at the money.

When he took the money from Chen Zhaozhao, his hands were shaking.

In the end, he planned to divide the money equally between him, Zhang Genshan, Chen Ermei and Chen Zhaozhao.

Chen Ermei didn't want it because she had no involvement in the soju matter.

Chen Zhaozhao and Zhang Genshan didn't ask for an equal share of the money either.

When Zhang Genshan was making shochu and fermented rice, he helped wash pots, wash barrels, chop firewood, etc. and put in a lot of effort.

Chen Zhaozhao was less helpful.

In the end, Chen Zhaozhao took twenty yuan, Zhang Genshan took fifty yuan, and Chen Dawang took the rest.

Two days later, Chen Zhaozhao went to ask Aunt Zhang how the wine was received in the market.

Aunt Zhang said it was very good and she wanted to start brewing it immediately. It happened to be fermented for about twenty days and her batch of wine was sold out.

In this way, Chen Zhaozhao went to buy rice to make wine.

The days are getting busier.

Everyone is busy working on their own, although we are tired but very satisfied.

On this day, two people came to the house...


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