After coming out of the study, Jiang Jiuer was dizzy and returned home.

"Jiu'er, but what did he do?" Jiang Dahe saw that she was absent-minded, but she looked happy, and couldn't help but look worried. Although her daughter's appearance was not as beautiful, Zhou Zheng was the first-class in Jiuwenzi Village. It turned out that Yao's Yao Kan, the young master of Yao, wanted to accept her as a maid, but because Jiang Jiuer was young and the winery was short of staff at that time, he escaped. Now he was finally attacked by the new Lord Li?

Thinking of this, Jiang Dahe was in a complicated mood. As a hired worker, he naturally thought that the Jiang family and Li Buzhuo were closer, but as a father, he still wanted his daughter who lost her mother since childhood to support her. With the foundation of the Jiang family, it was impossible for Jiang Jiuer to be a concubine of Li Kuishou, and at most he would be a maid for life.

"Sir, in the past, our family's monthly routine was deducted and dividends were distributed from the profits of selling wine." Jiang Jiuer took a deep breath and said.

Jiang Dahe was stunned, and while being overjoyed, he fell down again. Without any merit, Li Buzhuo treated his family with such favorable benefits must have really fallen in love with Jiang Jiuer.

Jiang Jiuer saw that her father was both happy and worried. She suddenly stood up and grabbed her wrist and said seriously: "To be honest, what did he do to you in the study today?"

Jiang Jiuer was stunned. Seeing Jiang Dahe's eyes looking at her, as if she was looking at her clothes if they were messy, her face turned red and she shook her hands away angrily, "What do you think? When the lord explains, Manager Yao has been there all the time!"

"This..." Jiang Dahe knew that he had blamed his daughter wrongly, so he quickly let go and looked embarrassed.

At this time, an uncontrollable joy surged from the bottom of his heart. Although the production of the winery for many years was basically handled by the three of them in the Jiang family, as a hired worker, he would not get a little extra money. Even if he was down-to-earth in his work, he could not be very motivated. He just made wine according to the winemaking recipes he passed down from his family. When he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he relied on intuitive experience and never thought about it.

Knowing that the winery's profits of selling wines every year are millions of yuan, Jiang Dahe complained when he was drunk, but he never dared to expect that when he was sober, he would not expect that tonight Jiang Jiuer would bring news that the new owner would pay him dividends for his profits.

Jiang Jiuer rubbed her wrists and said aggrievedly: "Sir, you have to go to Xinfeng Mansion every six months to understand the wine market. If you encounter good wine, find a way to buy the recipe."

"What about the money?" As an ordinary person, Jiang Dahe's eyes are naturally focused on income.

This means that we will not treat us badly if we make the wine well." Jiang Dahe's eldest son Jiang Bianliu said.

"Look, my brother can see clearly more clearly than you." Jiang Jiuer said, "The adults will come to check the winery tomorrow morning. The wine is very cheap this year. Dad, please think about how to explain to the adults."

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Early the next morning.

The scene in the winery is as good as before. Four large stoves are built in four corners, and copper pipes connect to the huge cooling tank in the center. However, the stove has not been opened today, and the grain is stored in the two hundred large pottery jars on the ground for fermentation.

As soon as Jiang Dahe welcomed Li Buzhuo into the winery, he closed the door tightly. In winter, he must always close the door. This is the winemaking rule inherited by the Jiang family.

Jiang Dahe did not hide the secret recipe for brewing from the Jiang family's ancestors at this time. He reported to Li Buzhuo no matter how big or small, soaked the grain before brewing the autumn dew white, and then steamed the heat, and then fermented, fermented for three days in summer and seven days in winter...

Li Buzhuo nodded from time to time. Although he didn't know how to make wine, his eyes passed by and he took the light, temperature, and the smell of fermenting wine koji into his heart. While listening to Jiang Dahe's words, he began to deduce and ponder it in his heart.

The way of sword is not limited to swords, but is "the determinant behind everything".

Halfway through hearing this, Li Buzhuo walked to the edge of a pottery jar near the boiler in the southwest corner, gently patted the wall of the jar with his hand, and said, "The grain of this jar has been fermented."

Jiang Dahe was slightly stunned and disagreed. Even when he observed the degree of grain fermentation, he had to get close to the mouth of the urn and smelled it. Then he held his ears on the wall of the urn and listened to the sound of the fermentation bubbles of the grain. How could Li Buzhuo judge? Besides, this batch of grain only took five days to ferment, and in theory, it would take another two or three days to ferment.

Jiang Dahe was thinking about how to change how to flatter the past naturally and could give Li Buzhuo the steps, and then he heard the sound of bubbles coming out of the pottery jar.

"It's really fermented. How did sir know?" Jiang Dahe looked surprised.

Li Buzhuo glanced behind him.

"Do you know why winter winemaking is closed?"

"This is a rule passed down from generation to generation." Jiangda River.

"There are naturally reasons behind the rules. If you think about it for a little while, it is not difficult to know that this is because it is too cold in winter, so you have to close the door to block the cold wind outside the house. This is why it only takes three days to ferment in summer, and at least seven days to ferment in winter." Li Buzhuo pointed to the pottery jar in front of him, "This jar of grain is closest to the boiler. A few days ago, a batch of wine was brewed. The stove was too hot, so the jar of grain was fermented earlier than other ones."

Jiang Dahe slapped his head: "This, lord is really a clever idea, why didn't I expect it?"

Li Buzhuo paused and said, "This winter is colder than in previous years, and I guess this is also the reason why there is less alcohol."

Jiang Dahe suddenly realized, but he couldn't help but feel ashamed. Li Buzhuo only improved the treatment of the Jiang family last night. This morning he showed an incompetent and ignorant side in front of Li Buzhuo, and sighed: "A villain is ashamed. After all, it's my fault. If I can study the method of making wine in ancestral depth thoroughly, I won't even be able to understand these."

Li Buzhuo said: "If you have this heart, it proves that I am not wrong."

Jiang Dahe was moved and secretly decided to carefully develop wine in the future to take the management of the winery to a higher level.

"There are thicker sheepskin curtains on these windows on the house to seal them." At this time, Li Buzhuo pointed to his head, and then made a few strokes to the ground, and ordered: "Today you will go find some helpers, use bricks to build kangs from these places, connecting four boilers. When fermenting grains in winter, you will burn charcoal in the four boilers. Once the temperature is enough, you will not be a problem to produce wine. Before the kangs are built in the past few days, move the pottery jar that stores the grain to the boiler that makes fire. Don't be too close, it's enough to get here."

As he said that, Li Buzhuo stood three feet away from the boiler. This was his consideration that when the tung wood that the firewood burned on Jumang Mountain is often used by villagers to burn in the stove, the distance will not be too high.

Jiang Dahe's eyes at Li Buzhuo at this time had changed from fear of the master's family to a hint of admiration. When Li Buzhuo entered the yard, he looked at the sky and drew the earth, and he easily troubled him for a long time.

After flattering, Jiang Dahe hurried to the village to find helpers.
Chapter completed!