One hundred and sixteenth: control
In the wine shop, the wines that the villagers drank were only a few kilograms, which was a drop in the bucket compared to the more than a thousand kilograms of wine they released this time.
Li Buzhuo calculated in his mind that in previous years, the net profit of selling wine was 5 silver baht per catty, and the cost of labor and grain was 3 silver baht. Now, the profit has indeed increased by about 50%.
Yao Zhongyu calculated the profit and said, "According to the past practice, half of this batch of raw pulp shop will be sold, and the remaining half will be left until the beginning of spring is boiled, and then sealed and stored. However, the longer the wine is stored, the higher the price. I think this time the wine is worse than in previous years. It is better to store more, only 40% and 60% of it. What do you think? "
"Since you are familiar with these business matters, you will be left to you." After Li Buzhuo said that, he left the winery.
In the afternoon, Li Buzhuo finally waited for Sanjin to reply. When he saw the contents of the letter, he felt relieved.
After calling Yao Zhongyu to the study, Li Buzhuo pushed the drawings of the mechanism included in the Sanjin reply letter to Yao Zhongyu and asked, "How long does it take to find someone to make these things?"
Yao Zhongyu took the drawings of the mechanism and saw that the object on the drawing seemed to be a keel water truck. This object is often used to lift water from the river and irrigate the fields, and requires manpower to move it.
At first glance, it is much larger than ordinary keel water trucks. It is not enough to be ten feet tall for ordinary keel water trucks. The "keel water truck" in this picture is ten feet tall, and the distance between the wooden chains is also ten feet wide. The board leaves that were originally wiped up were also changed to bucket-shaped sinks.
"This... although it's a little bigger, the parts on the picture can be made by ordinary carpenters." Yao Zhongyu suppressed his doubts. Not to mention humans, ten cows could make it run.
"How long will it take to rush the system?"
Li Buzhuo put his hands on the handrail and rubbed his fingers on the doll lamp switch. His unquestionable tone made Yao Zhongyu's doubts disappear, and he replied: "It can be completed within half a month. If it costs about three...two gold baht."
"Five gold baht, it will be completed within seven days." Li Buzhuo said.
"This..." Yao Zhongyu hesitated for a moment, remembering the fact that Li Buzhuo easily increased the profits of the winery by 50%, and nodded and said, "I will find other craftsmen to help me, and I will live up to my entrustion."
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Li Buzhuo came to the residence of the village chief in the south of the village and brought a jar of new wine to find Jiang Shi.
"Old Jiang, I have something to ask all the villagers to do."
"Sir, it's okay. As long as it's not a murder or arson, the villagers will naturally support it." Jiang Shi couldn't help drinking more when he was drinking this morning. When he came back, he drank the wine at home. His face turned red but he always felt that it was not the same smell. When he saw the wine in Li Buzhuo's hand illuminating, he shook his eyes and said: "How can the young old man ask for the wine from his adult?"
Li Buzhuo put down the wine jar without saying a word, walked to the window, and pointed to Jumang Mountain not far away.
"I have seen it up the mountain several times these days. There is a dry waterway on the mountain. It must have been caused by the ancient mountain torrents. You only need to move away the rocks and rotten woods in it and clear out a few blocked places. If there are twenty people, it will take only four or five days to complete the construction."
Jiang Shi was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
"Dig a water diversion channel." Li Buzhuo withdrew his gaze and turned his head to say.
Jiang Shijiu sobered up most of the time. The lake at the southern foot was more than ten miles away from the northern foot. Even if there was no Jumang Mountain, the water truck was used to divert water from the flat ground, the human and animal power was consumed too much.
What's more, there is a Jumang Mountain in the middle.
He couldn't help but hesitate: "This is not a difficult task, but where do adults want to drink water? Is it the southern foot of Jumang Mountain? But this little old man is..."
"Yes, it's the southern foot of Jumang Mountain." Li Buzhuo nodded.
"Sir, are you joking?" Jiang Shi felt it was unreasonable.
Li Buzhuo smiled and said, "Of course I won't treat the wages of all the villagers who have worked hard."
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Jiuwenzi Village has a population of fifty-six households and does not occupy a large area. When a dog barks at the entrance of the village, you can vaguely hear the end of the village. So as soon as the new wine comes out, the story of Li Buzhuo's reform of making wine spread throughout the village within a few hours, and his prestige of killing monsters is 10%.
But one day later, the news that Li Buzhuo wanted to dig a canal to attract the water in the lake on the southern foot of Jumang Mountain spread, and even the knowledgeable village chief felt that the new owner of the winery was too erratic, and other villagers began to have gossip.
After all, even if the gods in the storybook walk down from the paper, they will feel bored after watching it for a long time. Li Buzhuo, the leader of Yong'an County, was surprised at the first time, and now they are used to it. After all, they all have two eyes and one mouth. It is true that the Qi Refiner has a greater ability, but it is not impossible to sit here and open his mouth to suck the lake water ten miles away.
But most of the winter has passed, and the grain has been collected. Apart from going into the mountains to cut some firewood, the villagers can only hide at home for the winter.
As soon as the news that Li Buzhuo paid for hiring people came out, most of the young and strong people in the village went there, with nearly thirty people.
Although everyone thought that this job was in vain, although Li Buzhuo's prestige was not as good as the Yao family, who had been powerful for many years back then, it was enough to prevent the villagers from being lazy.
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Three days later, most of the rocks in the depleted waterway were cleared, and several places where the floating soil of shrubs and vines were blocked were also cleared.
There were two inches of thin snow on the hillside. Li Buzhuo stood on the cliff and looked down. He saw the waterway gradually being cleared and the villagers were also refreshed.
Ying Shiyi had already gone to the port of Hedong County to wait. Yao Zhongyu's big dragon bone water truck was in full swing, and everything around the winery was going on in an orderly manner.
Li Buzhuo Yin felt that everything was under control and realized something. This was not Yelang's arrogant. His swordsmanship was to deduce the fixed number of all things, but now the swordsmanship was only the first to be completed. The key to this path lies in "knowing" and "ability". In this village structure, there is no major thing that can be hidden from Li Buzhuo, who is the owner of the winery, and with his ability, it is not difficult to affect the villagers.
In this case, if there are no variables, everything will naturally be under control.
This period of time can recuperate and develop a winery, which will allow him, who has just become a sword master, to nourish his heart.
"Li Wujiu said that my swordsmanship lacks will." Li Buzhuo spread his palms and from this perspective, it just covered the village at the foot of the mountain.
"If you stand on the top of the mountain, the entire foothills will cover. What if you stand on the clouds?" Li Buzhuo looked up and saw that there was no cloud in the sky.
Restrained his mind, Li Buzhuo looked to the south.
Although the lake on the southern foot of Jumang Mountain is ten miles away from the village, there is a deep pool and a dark river between the lake at the south side of Jumang Mountain. Ten feet above the cliff next to the deep pool is a small dead valley. The lowest point to the north of the dead valley is the source of the exhausted waterway that Li Buzhuo asked the villagers to clear.
Although it seems to be hundreds of feet high in the middle of the mountain in the northern foot of the village, the terrain of the southern foot of the southern foot is actually hundreds of feet higher than the northern foot of the northern foot, but the terrain of ten miles stretches the slope extremely smoothly and is difficult to detect.
Chapter completed!