"Liuzi, put down the knife."
Zhao Ping then spoke and took the initiative to snatch the kitchen knife from Qian Liu's hand.
"It's just a jar of wine, just drink it."
"no."
Qian Liu still retorted, "Yun Man is still a child. He hasn't settled this account. Have you not?"
"A jar is one hundred taels. How much food can I buy?"
"If we continue to lose like this, our family will be destroyed."
"We have agreed that we want to make money, make a lot of money. I can't just watch you lose your fortune."
"Mr. Six, what you said is right."
Wen Hui also echoed: "I didn't know you wanted to buy the villagers' food before, so I let everyone drink."
"Since our money has other uses, we can no longer drink this wine."
Yun Man was more direct and knelt down in front of Zhao Ping with a bang.
He slapped himself and apologized, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't calculate that account."
"I won't drink this wine again if it kills me."
"you sure?"
Zhao Ping asked with a smile.
"Sure."
Yun Man nodded wildly.
Zhao Ping said to Xia Quan again: "Quanzi, you stopped me before and refused to let me collect the sprouted grain from the villagers. You thought I was wasting your money."
"What if I plan to use them to make wine?"
"No, no, not even this."
Xia Quan said bravely: "I told you before that wine making must have..."
"Official document? What do you think this is?"
Zhao Ping handed over the official document in his hand.
Xia Quan glanced at it a few times but didn't understand.
He was just a hunter. Being able to write his own name was already considered a blessing, and he knew very few other characters.
I could only say with a blushing face: "Brother Ping, I, I can't read."
"Wenhui, help him read it."
Zhao Ping ordered Wen Hui.
Wenhui was also very curious, so she took it and read it out loud.
"There is an immortal king in the East China Sea, named Penglai. He can brew immortal wine and bless all people... He is specially allowed to brew wine and produce thousands of jars every year..."
The back is also stamped with the official seal of the county magistrate and Peng Yue's personal private seal, which is double insurance.
"Can we make wine now?"
After reading it, Wen Hui's eyes bulged out.
He said in surprise: "Great, we can make money from acacia wine in the future. One jar is a hundred taels. We still have dozens of jars here, which can be sold for several thousand taels."
"I make wine with Liuzi, and we can make twenty jars of wine every day, which is two thousand taels."
"Sister Mengru, we are getting rich, we are really getting rich!"
Wen Hui hugged Liu Mengru excitedly, as excited as a child.
Xia Quan's face turned redder, and he lowered his head and said, "I didn't know that your husband had other plans for buying sprouted grains. I misunderstood you, and I ask you to punish me."
“He who does not know is not guilty.”
Zhao Ping waved his hand, "What's more, you stopped me because you were worried that I would ruin your family's fortune. You had good intentions."
"That matter is over."
"But remember, you can't disobey my orders in the future, otherwise you will be like Brother Zhixue and go back to your summer village."
"yes."
Xia Quan nodded respectfully.
They could no longer drink wine. Even if they could make their own wine, everyone would feel their teeth tingling after drinking the one hundred taels of acacia wine.
Coupled with Qian Liu and Yun Man's obstruction, they just had to eat.
White rice and broth, everyone can't get enough in their lifetime.
Only Zhao Ping is the same as chewing wax.
After all, the conditions of the Dawei Dynasty were limited. They only had pottery pots, and iron pots were not yet popular.
It is also possible that it has become popular but has not yet spread to Yun'an County.
Anyway, Zhao Ping and his family rely on clay pots for cooking.
Add some coarse salt and lard.
No taste at all.
It seems that if there is a chance in the future, I will have to get an iron pot out. It is best to boil some chicken essence and grind some thirteen incense.
Eating stir-fried vegetables is the right way.
After the meal, Zhao Xiaoxiao clung to Wenhui, and Zhao Ping had no choice but to sleep with Liu Mengru.
But couldn't sleep.
He carries twenty thousand taels of silver on his body. If Xia Quan and the others have evil intentions, they may kill him.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you?"
Sensing Zhao Ping's state, Liu Mengru hugged him and asked softly.
"I am afraid."
Zhao Ping doesn’t mince words.
"afraid of what?"
Liu Mengru said doubtfully: "With Huzi and Quanzi guarding outside, even if a thief comes, they won't be able to enter our house."
"And you also set a trap."
"It's Izumi and the others that I'm afraid of."
Zhao Ping said: "Since ancient times, money has moved people's hearts. We are so rich now, what if they..."
"cut."
Before Zhao Ping could finish speaking, Liu Mengru said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a few hundred taels of silver?"
"The wine in the yard is more than the money hidden in our bedroom. Do they have to treat you for such a small amount of money?"
"Not a few hundred taels, but twenty thousand taels."
Zhao Ping took out the banknote in his arms.
Liu Mengru was dumbfounded on the spot.
When I took the banknotes, my hands were shaking and I even dropped a few.
"Here, here, where did you get so many banknotes?"
Liu Mengru asked stammeringly.
"Selling wine."
Zhao Ping said: "I didn't tell them the truth. Our jar of acacia wine is not one hundred taels, but two thousand taels."
belch!
Liu Mengru fell straight down on the bed and fainted from fright.
"Mengru? Mengru?"
Zhao Ping shouted, pinched the person, and patted Liu Mengru's face.
It took a long time before Liu Mengru woke up leisurely.
Then he jumped out of bed and ran outside.
"Mengru, what are you doing?"
Zhao Ping asked hurriedly.
"I'm going to bring back the acacia wine."
Liu Mengru said: "A jar is worth two thousand taels. There are thirty or forty jars in our yard. That's more than seventy thousand taels of silver."
"The county magistrate doesn't even have that much money."
"It's only safe if you put it next to your pillow. I wouldn't worry if you put it outside."
"They don't know the specific value and don't care about the wine."
Zhao Ping explained: "On the contrary, I have twenty thousand taels of silver notes on my body, and it has been seen by Quanzi and the others, so I am the most unsafe."
When Liu Mengru thought about this, she returned to the bedside.
But he picked up the stick next to him and said sternly: "My husband, you rest first, I will guard you."
"As long as I'm here, I promise not to let anyone else enter this room."
Zhao Ping nodded and sat on the bedside with Liu Mengru.
But after sitting for a while, he felt quite boring.
He said: "Mengru, we don't know if people will come here to snatch the banknotes, so why don't we just sit there and stare?"
"if not?"
Liu Mengru asked, "If someone doesn't take action, we can't beat him up first, right? What if we beat him by mistake?"
"I think we should do something more meaningful."
"What's more meaningful?"
"For example...making a baby."
As he said that, Zhao Ping's hands began to become dishonest.
"you!"
Liu Mengru wanted to scold her, but her body was very honest and she quickly collapsed into Zhao Ping's arms.
After a while, a beautiful sound came from the bed.
It took more than an hour to end.
Then the two of them sat on the edge of the bed and stared at each other.
It was too boring to do nothing, and Zhao Ping started to be dishonest again.
This was repeated over and over again, even four times in one night.
Although the later time is slightly shorter, it is still an hour, and the total length adds up to an astonishing amount.
Even Zhao Ping himself was shocked.
How could it be possible for the original owner to persist for so long with his body?
It seems that I have adjusted myself properly in the follow-up.
I eat ginseng, angelica root, and Ganoderma lucidum to my death, and I also practice Tai Chi every day.
Anyway, no matter where it plays a real role, just continue to arrange it.
Moreover, Zhao Ping didn't feel weak in his legs when he woke up in the morning, but was more energetic and energetic.
Opening the courtyard door, he found that Xia Quan and the others were all there, and all of them had dark circles under their eyes, as if they hadn't had a good rest.
Then he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep at night?"
"Brother Ping, please take care of Brother Quan. If you don't care about him anymore, he will torture us to death."
Qian Liu felt aggrieved.
"What's going on?"
Zhao Ping asked calmly.
Xia Quan explained: "Brother Ping, you have too much money now. I'm worried about being targeted by someone with intentions, so I asked everyone to be more vigilant and hang around your house. If they are free during the day, I will let them rest."
"I'm determined."
Zhao Ping patted his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief.
Not only did Xia Quan not covet his money, but he was also considering his safety.
It is because I judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
But the method needed to be improved, so Zhao Ping said: "Quanzi, there are seven of you now."
"Qian Liu wants to make wine. Excluding this, there are still six of you."
"It can be divided into three shifts. For example, you and Xia Yang will watch the first half of the night, Huzi and Mu Yun will watch the middle half of the night, and Yun Man and Meng Ge will watch the last half of the night. Wouldn't this ensure that everyone has enough rest time?"
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"
Xia Quan patted his head and said.
“You have to learn to use your brain when doing things.”
Zhao Ping joked with a smile.
Xia Quan was extremely embarrassed, so Zhao Ping took the initiative to help him out, "Okay, it's already dawn, and there's not much work to do today, so you should hurry up and rest."
As soon as everyone turned around, they saw a carriage rushing towards them.
Xia Quan pulled Zhao Ping behind him and told everyone: "There are enemies, so be on guard."
"It's not the enemy, but Lin Hualin, the county medical officer."
Zhao Ping's sharp eyes had already seen the flag on the carriage, with the word "Lin" written on it.
The driver was a uniformed government official who could be recognized at a glance.
I just couldn't help but be a little curious, what was this old man doing in Xiping Village so early in the morning? Could it be that he encountered some incurable disease again?
Although Xia Quan and others relaxed their vigilance, they did not throw away the thing in their hands.
Still be ready to take action at any time.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage arrived outside the courtyard gate, and Lin Hua got out of the carriage.
He threw himself directly in front of Zhao Ping, crying and begging: "Miracle Doctor Zhao, help me!"
