An Daoquan and Lin Chong helped Daruch up and pressed his abdomen to make him vomit. Li Yan also tapped two acupuncture points on Daruch's waist to induce vomiting... Unfortunately, it was all in vain.
Song Wen gritted his teeth and asked a curious apprentice at the medical clinic next to him: "Where is the toilet?"
"Go out the small door in the backyard and turn left, and that's the shed."
Song Wen nodded and went out with a sad face. After a while, he came back holding a pottery vase with a rag...
A strange smell came out faintly, and An Daoquan asked in horror: "Brother Wen, what are you doing with the excrement water?"
Song Wen rolled his eyes: "What? Save him! Open his mouth...and drink it from him!"
"The fecal water is poisonous and will make you sick!"
"He will die if he doesn't spit it out. Being sick is nothing! Lin Chong, hurry up... Do you still want to save him?"
Daruch has completely fallen into a deep coma, and his thoughts have become chaotic... The smell of a woman's body seems to be flowing in her arms, and her mother seems to be holding herself and feeding a bowl of warm milk tea into her mouth... " Dadawa, be good, just drink it and you’ll be fine!”
Daruch looked at grandma's blurred face, smiled and took a sip...
The old doctor endured the nausea and looked around, and saw that the originally angry barbarian suddenly sat up, with a distorted face and opened his mouth... "Wow... wow!"
A mouthful of foul-smelling fecal water mixed with strong wine spurted out like a waterfall! It poured all over the old doctor's head and face!
The old doctor felt dizzy and sick to death! He screamed a few times and hit the door frame next to him and passed out...
Song Wenlin rushed to avoid the smelly water that was comparable to a biological weapon. Lin Chong supported the dying Daruchi. Song Wen covered his nose and shouted: "Dao Quan, give him your hangover medicine quickly." !”
An Daoquan ran out of ideas for a moment... "How much should I give him?"
"How much did you bring?"
"A dozen pills..."
"Mix it all with water and give it to him! Well, there is no infusion now... I can only give it a try. If he survives, I will be considered a profit!"
A carriage pulled the still unconscious Daruchi and Li Yan'an to the outside of the city. It was too eye-catching for this barbarian to be left here. Li Yan suggested that he first go to the old Shaojiu house to recuperate. Song Wen naturally agreed.
Lin Chong accompanied Song Wen as he walked slowly to the wine shop. Shopkeeper Meng sincerely sent someone to invite Song Wen to attend the banquet at Gaoyang Zhengdian. Song Wen declined... What is his current status? Will he be discriminated against at that banquet?
After walking through the alley and entering the backyard of the wine shop through the back door, Song Wen found Ping Niang sitting alone at the stone table drinking tea...
"Song Wen, you are back."
Song Wen cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I've seen Mrs. Ping!"
Ping Niang nodded: "Yes, although it is a bit too popular, the name of Spring Sihai Winery has been completely established in Bianliang since today... What are the plans of Little Proprietor Song now?"
Song Wen sat at the table with a smile, while Ping Niang pushed out a small cloth bag... "Here is the gold you won, and the remaining silver converted from bonuses! Brat, you are really brave. !”
Song Wen opened the cloth bag and took a look, revealing the golden gold bar! There were also several silver ingots full of bumps!
Song Wen was in a good mood and secretly thought... If Ping Niang knew that she had bought all the remaining properties of Sihai Winery in a gambling house and won by herself, I'm afraid she would have to mark herself as a crazy gambler again. ?
"Ms. Ping, does our agreement still stand?"
"Are you talking about asking my husband-in-law to change his ways?"
"Yes! You said you would give me twenty taels! Now Mr. Zhao is very interested in the wine shop business. He also said that he would practice martial arts well and then go to the battlefield to compete with the Liao people...
"
Ping Niang curled her lips: "Then you make him swear never to go to Zixuan Tower again and never see that promiscuous woman!"
Song Wen deeply despised this woman who went back on her word. Anyway, he got his two biggest bets... more than two thousand taels from the gambling house, and fifty taels of gold from the enemy Yelu Shange. This woman is not short of it.
twenty taels of money.
He also discussed with Ping Niang about the management of the winery, but there was actually nothing to discuss... Song Wen now has too few people he can trust, and the making of soju utensils also needs to be done secretly. The output of Huo Shaochun will definitely not increase in the near future.
of.
Song Wen and Shopkeeper Meng have an agreement that Huo Shaochun will only be sold in Gaoyang Zhengdian this year! It can be regarded as using Gaoyang Zhengdian to find a parasol for himself, and wait for next year... I guess Song Wen has also arranged a place for shochu,
Then it is sold on a large scale by Sihai Winery.
In the evening, the door of Sihai Winery was closed tightly. A few well-informed businessmen and stewards of powerful families were rejected. The winery was empty... There was only an old servant who looked after the house, the shopkeeper and the owner of the winery.
The Lord is all absent.
Everyone understood immediately, no wonder Shopkeeper Meng of Gaoyang Zhengdian was so confident! It seems that Huo Shaochun of Sihai Winery was really saved by Shopkeeper Meng!
Song Wen and Lin Chong left Bianliang City in a carriage in the evening and came to the old rented house outside the city. The beggars who were running around to spread news and gather information for Song Wen also left the city one after another.
Come to the house.
Song Wen first went to see his first slave, Daruch, and found that this slave was really still alive...but he was unconscious and had a high fever.
An Daoquan said that this guy survived, but there would definitely be sequelae! As for what the sequelae were, it was hard to say. Song Wen hoped that this barbarian would never become a fool... Not only would he be useless, but he would also suffer
Keep him!
A jar of grape wine and meat dishes was brought out from the carriage. Song Wen had always liked this kind of slightly sweet and sour wine since he came to Bianliang, so he bought a lot of it for this celebration party.
There were a lot of steamed fat chickens and geese, as well as roasted meat and lamb legs. Song Wen happily cooked a large pot of braised pork... When the lamp was turned on, there were actually several tables and a half sitting in the yard.
Big doll!
The eight young men who followed Li Yan to make wine, plus the sixteen younger beggars headed by An Chun, each and every one of them happily helped Song Wen and Lin Chong who were busy carrying wine and meat to prepare for the banquet...
Sitting on top was Li Yan with a smile on her face and bright eyes.
Song Wen first filled Li Yan with the best Huo Shaochun, and then he took a bowl of low-alcohol grape wine and said to the lonely teenagers and beggars in the yard: "From today on, our Huo Shao Chun will be brewed here in Tokyo."
Liang has gained a firm footing! We young people with poor backgrounds now have a way to make a living!
Li Erlang and you eight have been working hard for a month to make wine. An Chun and the others have also been busy for the Jiuxian Competition for a long time without rest...Uncle Li Yan is our elders and backbone! This time, we took a big shot, and we have it.
With these savings, from now on... no one will go hungry or cold again. Let's drink this wine and celebrate!"