The popularization of distillation technology is inevitable. How to stand out in the alcohol industry after popularization requires challenge and exploration.
"I remember that before I left Yangzhou, I told my uncle to know how to innovate so that the fittest can survive." Song Che looked at Shen Fang aside, "Have you innovated?"
Shen Fang scratched his head and just smiled. Obviously he doesn't have Sakura
Song Che sighed lightly, why are they all from the Shen family, and why is there such a big gap between the eldest and the second?
"I will be looking for a new idea for this distilled wine in the past few days. Uncle, you must study it seriously. The world is changing with each passing day and it is changing all the time. I will eventually finish it. "
"Yes, yes...that's what my brother-in-law taught me."
Shen Fang didn't intend to leave. He rubbed his hands and laughed: "Well, brother-in-law, I have something else to ask you."
Song Che closed the account book, walked to the window, and asked calmly: "Is it about Yun Niang?"
"No idea can escape the eyes of my brother-in-law," Shen Fang followed up and sighed: "I searched all over Yangzhou City, but I couldn't find a good cook who could serve on the table. If it weren't for the customers accumulated through distilled liquor, I'm afraid this inn won't be able to stay open anymore. I saw that lady has good skills tonight, so I wanted to keep her here to cook at Fumanlou."
He patted his chest again: "Don't worry, the salary will be no less than that of the chef of the Eight Immortals House!"
Song Che curled his lips, "Brother-in-law wants to recruit talents, why don't you go find her yourself? Why do you want to come to me?"
Shen Fang smiled and said: "When I saw the relationship between you two, it was unusual——"
"Na!"
Song Che pointed at Shen Fang: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. You know my family's status. If the news reaches my father-in-law's ears, I will be put in a pig cage."
But Shen Fang slapped his hand away and winked: "Good brother-in-law, how is it normal for this man to have three wives and four concubines? You have made so much money for your uncle, what's wrong with asking for a concubine? You specialize in Her guest room is next door, isn't it just for convenience? Don't worry, my uncle is still aware of this."
Damn it, business is not doing well. He knows a lot about crooked ways!
Song Che shook his head, but did not answer directly, but asked:
"By the way, does my uncle know that there is a man named 'Wu Mengde' in Yangzhou City, and he runs a pawnshop?"
"It should be no Ying" Shen Fang said bluntly.
Song Che was confused: "Why are you so sure?"
Shen Fang said: "Looking at the entire Yangzhou city, the thirteen pawnshops are owned by the Liu family, and no one with a foreign surname can get involved."
"Is it?"
Song Che pursed his lips.
A hundred years of vicissitudes, ten years have changed the world. Yun Niang and her fiancé have been separated for many years. Maybe he is no longer in Yangzhou, or he may not be in the pawn shop business.
"Anyway, brother-in-law, let's look in the direction. If we can find Wu Mengde, we may have a better chance of keeping her as the chef."
Yun Niang is an inspirational woman. If she can't find her fiancé, she will not stop. If her husband is in Yangzhou City, then she will definitely stay.
"I'll ask someone to inquire."
"Hey, by the way, brother-in-law, help me order five thousand taels of silver, and treat it as a loan. Then send someone to prepare a few dishes and a jug of good wine."
"Damn, my brother is still so polite, no problem!"
Shen Fang exited the guest room.
After a while, the shop assistants knocked on the door and walked in with a plate full of gold ingots and some food and wine. Under the ingots, there was an IOU...
It’s really true that brothers are settling accounts!
Song Che retreated from the mausoleum, closed the door, and said softly:
"come in."
"Whoosh!"
A figure entered the guest room from the window.
When Song Che turned around, Jiang Yun was already holding chopsticks in his left hand and drinking wine in his right hand, one sip after another, but he turned a blind eye to the gold beside him.
"What did you find out?" Song Che sat down at the same table.
Jiang Yun swallowed a mouthful of meat, let out a wine burp, and said first: "This wine from Yangzhou is really powerful." Then he said:
"There is a courtyard on Baihua Street in the east of the city. I haven't come out since I entered it. It must be building a nest there."
"how many people?"
"The wall is very high and you can't see clearly."
"Is there anyone visiting?"
"The gate is closed and there are no dogs."
"Are there any conspicuous buildings nearby?" Song Che asked.
Jiang Yun thought for a while and uttered three words: "Eight Immortals Tower."
"How far away?"
"It's very close. If you walk seventy or eighty steps, you can see it with your eyes."
There should be more than thirty Japanese pirates, and they are lurking in the city. Are they not trying to attack Yangzhou City, but are aiming to assassinate a very important target? Kidnapping? Stealing information? It's possible.
"Unfortunately, I have no power in Yangzhou City, so I have to trouble Brother Jiang to work harder these days -
People can stay at home, but they certainly cannot skip eating. You have to observe them carefully. You can roughly judge the number of people from the amount they eat for three meals a day;
Everyone who enters and exits the courtyard, even if they just meet each other, must be remembered clearly, and special attention must be paid to it, otherwise they will pass the message around. "
"What if they only eat kelp?" Jiang Yun asked.
"Then let's change the idea. Since you can't squat down if you eat from the mouth, then you can pull it out from the bottom. Even if they are constipated, they still have to pee, right? From the 'Yeqing' they pour every night 'The same goes for judging the number of people."
"Dude, I'm still eating..."
The chicken drumsticks that Jiang Yun had chewed were no longer fragrant in an instant.
Song Che smiled and said: "Since they have transported weapons into Yangzhou, I guess it won't be long before they take action. For now, I just hope that Brother Liao can find some useful information in Yangzhou Mansion."
The Japanese pirates tried every means to sneak into Yangzhou City, and they would never target ordinary people.
In ancient times, it was insinuated that "people shoot horses first, and capture thieves first capture the king". In modern times, it is called "decapitation operation", in which special forces are sent out to disguise, sneak in, infiltrate, camp, and assassinate.
A person worthy of being assassinated must be of great importance in Huainan.
"I'm stuffed."
Jiang Yun "smeared the oil from his mouth to the soles of his feet" and planned to leave.
However, Yan Yunting grabbed him, pushed the gold on the table and said with a smile: "I promised you in the ancient temple earlier that I would be paid five thousand taels. Brother Jiang, please accept it."
Jiang Yun compared his whole body from beginning to end, and said: "Look at me, I'm wearing linen clothes, my sleeves are windy, I don't have a money bag on my body, and I'm carrying all this gold as just a burden, forget it."
Song Che took two ingots of gold, handed them to Jiang Yun hand in hand, and said with a smile: "Money is not everything, but you can't do it without money. Having gold on your body makes you feel more at ease."
He covered the other gold and said with a smile: "As for the rest, I will help you save it for your future wife."
Jiang Yun laughed loudly, "I will only drink the strongest wine and love the most beautiful women in my life. Is this money enough?"
"If you want me, brother, even if it is the most beautiful woman, I will get her to be your wife."
"This is yours."
"A gentleman's words."
"Eight horses can't catch up!"
Jiang Yun stepped out of the window, took a few steps, and disappeared into the dark night.
Song Che took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and closed the window to shut out the autumn wind, blocking out the long night.
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