Playful peasant girl made a fortune: uncle begged to take it away

Chapter 148 Wine

"Returning to seniors, this is wine, and there is a vat behind it. Miss Ming told me that it cannot be submerged in water, and the vat is made of earthenware. In order to deliver it safely, we made a shelf to fix it. It looks a bit big. "

"Um, well, put it in that room." Old Murong said, pointing to a small room on the right.

"This, senior, I can't put it in. The tank is relatively big." The man looked at the width of the door of that house and said.

Uh, that's true, I only thought about the empty room, but forgot the fact that I couldn't get in through the door.But good wine can't just be thrown in the yard like this.

The old man Murong looked at several rooms and found that only the hall could fit in, so he directly waved someone to move into the hall.

After all the things were moved, the old man Murong wandered around the two big vats filled with wine, swallowing continuously.

"Old Guzhu, there are so many two big vats here?"

A person walked in from the outside and saw the big vat that occupied almost half of the hall, until he saw his old grain owner walking out from behind, he asked.

"Ah, just right, I'm going to buy some wine vats, I'm going to open a vat, and I was thinking of making some wine like this." The old man Murong said excitedly.

"Uh, you can just open it and drink it. Why do you want to buy a wine tank?" The man asked suspiciously.

"What do you know?" As he said, he slapped the man on the head.

"This is good wine, but no matter how good the wine is, if you don't keep it well, it will be ruined. If you buy a wine tank to separate the wine, you don't have to open it all day, so the smell of the wine will not escape, so hurry up. "
The person who was looking at the big wine tank obsessively turned around and gave the man in front of him a vicious look.

The man was only about 27 or [-] years old, and he looked quite dull. He touched his beaten head, then nodded cheerfully, and then ran out, but he ran back soon.

"Why are you back again, where's the tank?" Old Man Murong asked angrily.

"Hehe, I didn't realize I had no money until I left the house. That, look, old Guzhu...?"

The old man Murong felt very frustrated, why is this kid so old, and still has such a temper, took out the money from his pocket, handed it to the man, gave him a supercilious look, turned around and continued to wander around the wine tank.

Turning around, thinking that the man was not so fast, and remembering that Ming girl said that she brought smoked fish for herself, so she went straight to the kitchen to get a bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and then went to the room where the wine tank could not be put in before. The hut dug out the smoked fish and got a big bowl full.

It was a pleasant feeling to sit in the hall, drink from one's flagon, and then eat a piece of smoked fish.

In fact, the old man Murong's flagon was filled with corn wine. After coming here, he drank it every day, just took a few small sips, and now there is not much left. How good it is now, here are two big tanks, Even a tank can hold up to the refugees here for more than half a month, so now the old man Murong is free to drink.

When the wine jar was bought back, the old man Murong couldn't wait to open the wine jar himself. As soon as he smashed the sealed altar mud, a scent of wine wafted out, and the old man Murong was already hungry to death before drinking.

In fact, this wine has been boiled and stored in the cellar for several months. It has been sealed all the time, so the wine is very fragrant, and it is brewed with mountain spring water.

As soon as the wine was opened, the old man Murong took a spoonful and put it in his mouth to taste it, and then, the old man Murong felt a pain in his heart, can't Ming girl send some wine that is almost there, such a good wine is used to cool down, really Make yourself reluctant, like cutting flesh.

In the end, the old man Murong could only close his eyes, took a bowl and drank it himself, and then threw the spoon to the man who went to buy a vat, asking him to divide the wine into the wine steel he bought.

(End of this chapter)