The sound of footsteps came, and within a short while, the small palm-sized window on the door opened, revealing eyes that reflected the green and yellow lights.

"Who is yours?"

The cautious voice passed through the thick door, and the sound was muffled.

Li Buzhuo took out the land deed and looked at the people in the doors and windows.

As usual, Li Buzhuo wanted to accept this winery. The Land and Earth Affairs Association sent a letter to contact Yao first. After replying, he was ready to hand over the matter. Li Buzhuo went there again.

But after the Tiantu Affairs Office's documents, Li Buzhuo did not ask him to contact Yao and came over with the land deed, and was also wary of the fact that if Yao really wanted to make any trouble, he would prepare in advance.

The people in the door glanced at him and although they could not recognize many words, they recognized the words "Hedong County", "the foot of Jumang Mountain", "Jiuwenzi Slope", "Twenty acres of land", and the scarlet red mud seal of the land affairs in the lower left corner of the land deed.

"I am the leader of the new department and come to take over this farm." Li Buzhuo said.

The person in the door hesitated for a moment, said a moment, and disappeared into the small window.

The footsteps are gone.

After a while, a chaotic sound of footsteps approached.

The door creaked open, and eight people came out of the door.

The first middle-aged man wore dark green silk, had a tall figure, a beard, and his skin color was full of pampered white luster.

"I'm in Yao Zhongyu, who is the manager of the winery. How dare you ask about your name?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Buzhuo secretly.

"This is the leader of the new department, Li Buzhuo, Lord Li." He Qian said.

"It turns out to be Lord Li, it's really a mistake to welcome him. I just heard that Lord Kuizhao was going to take over the winery here, and I don't know the documentary deed of the land affairs..."

“It’s all here.”

Li Buzhuo took out the Taoist boy brand with silver-embedded jade and the land deed of the manor.

After taking the scan, the manager knew that the matter was probably true, so he quickly invited Li Buzhuo in.

The other seven people bowed their heads to Li Buzhuo and shouted to the master. They rushed into the house like a swarm, leading Li Buzhuo into the house, leading the horse and moving the luggage.

When you enter the main courtyard of Zhuangzi, there is a main house, next to it is the west management room and the east side.

The main house is the residence of the owner. On weekdays, the Yao clan members came to inspect the winery and lived in the main house.

The yard to the west is where the servile workers live.

There are three rooms in the courtyard to the east.

The winery is located to the north. When the wind blows, the steaming lees smell more intense.

The injured boy in the car was carried into the side room and opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw the person beside the bed, he suddenly stood up like a frightened rat. His broken right wrist was empty and almost fell down and was supported by He Qian.

The boy glanced at his wrist and felt as if he felt pain. He hissed and sucked cold air, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When he saw Li Buzhuo in the room, he couldn't help but think of the lightning-like sword light.

"I have both killed Jackal and Fox Meier. You will follow me in the future and stop stealing."

After hearing He Qian's voice, the boy's face suddenly showed a relief expression. He lowered his head again in a flash.

Li Buzhuo waved his hand and took Sanjin out of the house, saying, "This child is recovering from his injuries in the village. It will take a few days before he can leave. Don't get close to him."

"It's also very pitiful." Sanjin sighed.

Although she felt a chill rising from behind when she thought of the boy's sneak attack method before, when He Qian talked about his life experience, the whimpering sound of a beast in the room came from the room, and she couldn't help but feel soft.

"That's why I helped him heal his injuries." Li Buzhuo turned around and left, "Come and help clean up."

The manager in the winery is called Yao Zhongyu. He is not from the Yao family's bloodline. He was originally a servant given by the Yao family. When he was old, he was also sent here to be a manager.

The other seven people, three women and one man, helping servants, and a winemaker with two apprentices.

Their surname is Jiang.

The village where this winery is located is surrounded by mountains on the east and north sides, which is called Jiuwenzi Village. There are almost no people from other surnames in the village.

Li Buzhuo packed some luggage and walked into the study with a lantern.

The study room in the main room is elegantly decorated. The bottom floor of the bookshelf on the wall is several wooden boxes of different sizes and exquisitely carved, with locks.

Upwards are some miscellaneous notes on landscapes and books with different ghosts and foxes. There are many scriptures, alchemy, and pharmacists on the upper level, but they are chaotic and scattered knowledge.

The chair next to the window was fixed to the ground. Li Buzhuo saw an inconspicuous mechanism on the armrest and moved it.

Bang!

A fire lit up from the lamp held by a young woman on the table.

Li Buzhuo put down the lantern.

The doll lamps shine brightly and stably, making the golden incense burner on the table look a faint red.

Li Buzhuo sat down immediately, and elasticity came from under his body, which was a cushion filled with cotton lint.

On the left hand, there is a doll lamp and a gold incense burner. There is also a silver mirror next to it. The mirror is square and the red sandalwood mirror seat is openworked with magpies treading branches.

There is a shelf for reading books in the middle, and a celadon paperweight.

On the right hand is a black stone inkstone, a pen holder of the boy's relief offering of Ruitu, several scrolls, and a stack of straw paper.

On the right side of the desk is a large porcelain bottle of long-necked red pomelo, placed on the wooden bottle holder.

Li Buzhuo put his hands on the handrail and looked around. The flying swallow holding mud hanging on the wall with mulberry paper mounted on the west side made the wall look less dull and boring.

On the shelf to the east, there is a shrine, and there is still an unused incense in the bamboo tube on the wall.

"It turns out that people who live in this place have some taste."

Li Buzhuo let out a breath, and a feeling of satisfaction arose, and he finally had a house.

Although it is not a house in a prosperous area, it finally has a place to settle down.

Then he laid paper and grinded ink, wrote two letters, one to Jiang Taichuan and the other to Bai Yi.

After two days, I took the time to go to the county town again and found the official post to send these two letters, which were also included in the Qi Jing Dharma.

If Bai Yi and Jiang Taichuan know each other and are willing to help, they will naturally send someone to spread the news.

Then, Li Buzhuo called the winery manager to ask about the business situation of the winery.

The manager bowed and said, "Except for two years of heavy flooding, not only did the grain pellets not only did they have no harvest, but they also suffered losses. In other years, there are profits, so the adults can see it."

As he said that, he handed over the accounts.

Before coming, Li Buzhuo learned from the archives of Tiantuwu that the winery brewed in this winery was Autumn Dew White.

Qiulubai is not a unique product in this winery, but a popular wine species. The wine production rate is about 20%, which means that 100 kilograms of grain can produce 20 kilograms of wine.

Along the way, the valley that Li Buzhuo saw was far more than fifty acres, and more than two hundred acres were said to be.

Just based on fifty acres, the annual grain production ranges from 10,000 to 15,000 kilograms. If you count the wages paid to the assistants and other consumption, you will find that about 6,000 to 8,000 kilograms of grain that can be taken out to make wine.

By this calculation, the winery can produce more than 1,000 kilograms of wine every year.

Qiulubai Li Buzhuo has seen it in a wine shop. If one pound is sold for seven silver baht, then the cost of the wine collection in the restaurant, that is, the profit directly sold by the winery may be about five silver baht per pound.

In this way, the annual profit of this winery is about the hardware.

I knew it in my mind that Li Buzhuo could just scan the accounts and only paid attention to whether the key points were too different from what he expected.
Chapter completed!