At the side of Jumang Mountain, Li Buzhuo looked at the village at the northern foot of the mountain. It was already deep winter, and the fields around the village were covered with a thin layer of white snow.

As he went up the mountain, Li Buzhuo saw that there was no water source around the village. The drinking water in the entire village was dependent on two wells, and the irrigation of the fields was purely based on the weather. According to the operating conditions of the winery in previous years, the best time was that a mu of land harvested nearly 300 kilograms. In the years when God was not favored, only more than 100 kilograms of grain were planted per mu of land.

But looking south from the mountainside, you can see the big lake under the southern foot of Jumang Mountain more than ten miles away.

According to Yao Zhongyu, at first, Jiuwenzi Village was originally located on the southern foot of Jumang Mountain, but it was a place that was full of fishing for many years as soon as it entered the summer, so the entire village moved to the northern foot to avoid waterlogging. It was just that the world was difficult to achieve both worldly affairs. In this way, irrigation of fields was not as convenient as being on the southern foot.

Although Jumang Mountain is not high, there is snow on the top of the mountain all year round. Li Buzhuo only checked the terrain at the mountainside and returned to the village.

When he returned to the village, a wooden kite flew from afar, carrying a letter of three kilograms. When Li Buzhuo opened it and sniffed it, he sniffed it gently and stretched out his hand and took the piece of wilted wintersweet that fell out of the letter.

This girl must have been impatient to use after reading some allusions. Li Buzhuo couldn't help but smile. When he saw the letter, his handwriting was crooked, like a dog crawling. But it was a great improvement for Sanjin, who had just learned to read.

The letter only reported safety, saying that she had arrived in Xinfeng Mansion and settled down.

Li Buzhuo sat at the desk and read the letter. He calculated the days and left Sanjin more than ten days ago. He left the seven-day itinerary on the boat. It seemed that he had sent a letter home as soon as he got off the boat.

After thinking about it, Li Buzhuo picked up his pen and wrote a reply to report his safety. When he wrote the letter, he thought about the irrigation of the village and fields. He felt a move in his heart and added a note at the end of the letter.

After doing all this, Li Buzhuo sent another letter to Guo Pu, writing in his heart that he would transport some black oil to Jiuwenzi Village.

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Three days later.

On the martial arts field in the village, nine protruding wooden arms rotated with three pieces of wooden men, making a sharp sound. Around the wooden men, several sandbags hanging out of thin air swayed back and forth. Huang Nuer entered it, dodging left and right, and his body was as agile as a cat. He almost avoided the sandbag, stepped on the twitching wooden men's arms, jumped up, took off the small celadon bottle above the wooden men's head, and grinned at Ying Shiyi on the side.

"It's yours." Ying Shiyi shook his head helplessly. The small essence pill in the bottle was placed on top of the wooden man's head by Li Buzhuo for the two of them to compete. Ying Shiyi tried first, but was hit by a sandbag and was defeated.

Starting three days ago, Li Buzhuo asked Ying Shiyi to practice bows and spears. When firearms and crossbows are forbidden items, the bow can traumatize people at a hundred steps, which is the best choice for Zhuangzi to be prepared for defense. The second is the spear. No matter whether the field is narrow and cannot be used, the spear is the king of hundreds of soldiers. However, the spear is difficult to achieve quick success, but the spear is easy to use. Ying Shiyi struggled in Xinfeng Mansion, and relied on secret learning and some martial arts styles, but he also made some appearances. His talent was not bad. When he learned, he could train the young and strong people in the village on behalf of Li Buzhuo, so that he could have some defense power.

Halfway through the practice, Huang Nuer, a thief who was cut off from the arm, who lived in Heqian's house, also participated in it. Seeing that he was born with agility, Li Buzhuo taught him a book "Kanli Wandering Body Strategy" that he had read in the library but had not practiced.

When Li Buzhuo taught the two of them to practice, he was also practicing the deduction of the kendo not easy. Although the seeds of kendo have been formed, they must thrive. In addition to the sudden enlightenment, they rely on the effort of water grinding.

At this time, Jiang Jiuer came to the martial arts performance venue.

"Sir, today is the day to drink. My father keeps the first drink and is waiting for the adults to taste it."

Li Buzhuo nodded and left the martial arts venue, and found that many people in the village were surrounded by the village at the gate of Zhuangzi. Yao Zhongyu was taking a few people to stop him, but there were only a few people in the village who were familiar with each other and just watched the fun, but there were not many people who were afraid of Manager Yao.

Yao Zhongyu thought that Li Buzhuo was probably like other Qi Refiners, and he was a quiet person. He lowered his face and was about to scold him, but Li Buzhuo said, "Let them all come in."

Today, Li Buzhuo was about to let the villagers do something, and to improve the winemaking work to establish some prestige, which just made them watch. After all, although he was the owner of the winery, he was neither a spiritual official nor a Gongcao in Hedong County. The position of a clerk was just a civil servant in managing books, and he had no right to order the villagers.

After Li Buzhuo gave the order, a group of villagers surrounded him, and the Yangtze River Stone in Jiuwenzi Village was also among them.

When Li Buzhuo entered the winery, he saw the four-corner boiler steaming, and a large barrel was placed under the cooling tank in the center.

The kang on the ground was already well-built, and once it entered it, it was warmer than in early summer. Jiang Dahe had her clothes open and her face was covered with sweat. Seeing Li Buzhuo, she was overjoyed and said, "It was not as expected by the adults. After burning the earth dragon, the grain fermentation was better than in any winter."

While speaking, he opened the wine tube at the bottom of the cooling tank, and the amber wine gushed out, slightly thickened, pouring into the barrel.

"Is it really useful to dig a few kangs in the house?" Jiang Shi, Chang's face was suspicious. Jiang Dahe has been brewing wine for generations. This new owner of the winery can't beat him, right? Jiang Dahe has flattered her, and she has done a lot of drama.

At this time, the fragrance of wine spreads out loud. Jiuwenzi Village is as its name suggests. Most of the women in the Ju Village are people who love wine. They can't help but praise them. Jiang Shi's eyes lit up: "It smells so good!"

When Li Buzhuo saw everyone's reaction, he knew that the method of heating the winery was effective.

Although there is a saying in the winemaking tradition of Jiangdahe that wine fermentation in summer for three days, in addition to emergency response, it is the month when brewing wine from June to September. It has always been made during the light snow, and grain fermentation during heavy snow. Before the heat rises, fermentation in previous years is not as good as this year.

At this time, Jiang Dahe carefully served half a bowl of white porcelain bowl and handed it to Li Buzhuo.

Li Buzhuo gently shook the porcelain bowl, and saw that the white and sweet wine was as thick as syrup. When it flowed through the wall of the bowl, a uniform layer of wine syrup was hung on the wall of the coarse porcelain bowl.

In previous years, when the wine produced by wineries was sold to restaurants in various places and then resold to wine customers, they often blended some clean water, so the raw pulp produced at this time is the most fragrant.

Li Buzhuo sipped it and said good wine. Then he turned around and said to the villagers, "All villagers come and try it."

"Sir, you are so generous!"

"Thank you sir!"

Everyone cheered and stepped forward to pick up the wine. Yao Zhongyu couldn't hold on to the air. He tasted it and said in surprise: "If this wine is sold, the price will be 20% higher than before."

"Is it 20%? Jiang Dahe, how much grain does it produce a pound of wine now?" Li Buzhuo asked.

"A pound of grain can be made of one pound!" Jiang Dahe said happily.

"At the time, six kilograms of grain produced a pound of wine, but now it only costs four kilograms. This way, the cost is 30% less. To add a higher price of 20%, roughly speaking, the annual profit of the winery can be 50% more." Yao Zhongyu was shocked, but he dug out a few kangs in the winery, and it actually achieved such results.
Chapter completed!