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Chapter 55: Monkey Wine


The stir-fried meat in the kitchen and the stewed pig's feet in the fire pit in the hall all exude an attractive aroma of meat.

The children were running happily inside and outside the house, holding big bones in their hands and gnawing on them.

Several earth dogs chased after him, waiting for the children to finish eating and throwing the bones down.

Neighbors, three relatives and four relatives, relatives and friends come one after another.

It is rare for the countrymen to eat meat once, and many people in Wangjiazhuang will hunt for clamps, which is better.

Occasionally, I caught some large prey, and sometimes I found it dead and too late to sell it, so I would eat it myself and call my relatives and neighbors to share it.

Sometimes the skin and meat are sold, and the offal is left behind to share with friends and family.

Therefore, in order to greet his son-in-law and his son-in-law's friends today, Uncle Wang did not sell the wild boar, but simply invited relatives and friends to eat it together.

The aroma on the banquet was mouth-watering, and Uncle Wang beckoned the guests to enter the table one after another.

But no one came empty-handed, and those who were invited to come came with gifts.

Some brought some fruit, some pastries, some honey, and even a pot of monkey wine, all of which were specialties of the mountains.

Killing pig rice, the emphasis is naturally on eating meat, or even drinking wine in a big bowl.

The guests were shocked by Uncle Wang's generosity today, a 300-pound wild boar actually ate it all, if it was sold, it might sell for a lot of money.

However, everyone was more satisfied with today's dishes, whether it was boiled blood tofu, stewed pork ribs, and braised pork and stir-fried pork with winter bamboo shoots, all of which were very delicious.

Some women even exclaimed, "It is estimated that the emperor in Chang'an City eats these every day." ” Zhang Chao has been praised by countless villagers, and when he heard that Zhang Chao has not yet married, many people directly wanted to introduce the girl to Zhang Chao at the table, and some even pushed their daughters out directly, which made Uncle Wang angry.

The seventh girl who was in charge of serving the dishes was even more angry and deliberately spilled a lot of pork rib soup in her hand on the cousin's legs, which made him grin.

The wine at the table was monkey wine.

Monkey sake, also known as monkey sake, is said to be used by monkeys in the mountains to pick a lot of fruit and hide it in a tree hollow when there is no food.

But sometimes, the monkey forgets what he has hidden.

In some cases, the hollows are more sealed, and eventually the forgotten fruit will ferment and then become monkey wine.

But real monkey wine is hard to come by.

The monkey wine they drink today is not the real monkey wine, but the village hunter, the cousin of the Seven Daughters, a herb picker and hunter, who had discovered the real monkey wine before, and later pondered that he also used the fruit to make wine, and it turned out to be true.

After continuous improvement, the taste of fruit wine is now very good, although it is not made from grain, but this fruit wine is also very delicious.

Zhang Chao felt that this fruit wine was better than the rice wine he drank in Chang'an, everyone was very enthusiastic and persuaded to drink more, he felt that this fruit wine was equivalent to juice at most, and he drank a few more glasses unconsciously, and then he felt a little up.

"This wine is delicious, Uncle Wu, if you want, let's partner and make wine together.

You are in charge of brewing, I am in charge of selling and selling, so I will name it Monkey Wine, I can assure you that our Monkey Wine will definitely sell well, and when the time comes, we will send it."

Wang Wubo was a little moved when he heard Zhang Chao's words, but he still shook his head, "Our wine is just brewed and drunk at home, and it can't be put on the table."

It's okay to drink it yourself, but it's not okay to sell it. ” "Why not, this is on me.

The most common rice wine in Chang'an also has to fight for 300 wines, and good wines such as Xinfeng and other famous wines are even more than 10,000 wines.

Our monkey wine is not as good as Xinfeng wine, but it is definitely better than ordinary rice wine, not to mention more, it is absolutely no problem to sell a bucket of wine for 500.

If you are worried, then you can directly sell me for 500 buckets of wine, and I will take it to Chang'an to sell. ” Zhang Chao was a little drunk, but his mind was actually quite sober, and what he said was not gibberish.

In these years, the price of grain is very high, and the price of wine is naturally higher, especially the imperial court also prohibits slaughter, and ordinary people do not allow you to make wine, which creates a situation where supply exceeds demand.

According to the laws of the market, as long as the demand for a certain commodity is greater than the supply, it will definitely make money.

In the same way, Zhang Chao found that although this monkey wine is not a real monkey wine, it is also a fruit wine with excellent taste, and if it is sold in Chang'an, of course it can make money.

The only problem was that the imperial court did not allow ordinary people to make wine, for fear of wasting food.

However, since it is fruit wine, of course there is no need for food, as long as Zhang Chao can go through the path of the government through a few national backers, and get the liquor and sales license, then he will naturally not worry about making money.

Even if Zhang Chao buys it from Wubo at the price of 500 yuan for fighting wine, it is definitely profitable to sell it in Chang'an.

"There aren't that many fruits."

The fifth uncle said a word, but splashed Zhang Chao with cold water.

Wubo brews wine for self-drinking, and the fruits used are all wild fruits picked in the mountains.

If there is no quantity, no matter how good the business is, there will be no profit to be made.

Zhang Chao suddenly woke up, there are not many fruits these years, I want to brew monkey wine, this fruit supply is a big problem, I can't solve this, everything else is in vain.

Fruit is not like food, it can be harvested in large quantities every year.

Although fruits are harvested seasonally, they are rarely planted artificially, and they are not easy to preserve after picking.

Even in later generations, buying fruits online depends on the distance, and people don't sell them when they are far away, because many fruits are easy to break down on the road.

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In this year, 100 miles do not sell salaries, thousands of miles do not sell rice, which means that more than 100 miles, there is no profit from selling firewood, if you sell rice, the distance is more than 1000 miles, it is also unprofitable, and the cost of transportation will exceed the profit.

Du Mu's poem, a red dust concubine smiled, no one knew that it was a lychee, but it was very well written.

If the lychees from Lingnan are to be delivered to Chang'an, they have to be transported by special people and horses, which is more expensive than air transportation in later generations.

Unless you have a large orchard to supply, otherwise, it is really difficult to start a fruit wine business.

A good money-making plan died, which made Zhang Chao very depressed, and he couldn't help but drink two more glasses.

Drinking and drinking, Zhang Chao was broken.

"Gorou, come and help Saburo back to the room to rest, he's drunk."

Ke Wu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and stop fighting with Ke Shan over the plate of braised pork on the table.

Before getting off the table, he specially advised, "Remember to leave me a few pieces" "Don't worry, I'll definitely leave you a few pieces."

Ke Shan smiled treacherously.

"No, I can't help San Lang alone, you come over."

Ke Wuxin can't help Ke Shan, this braised pork is so delicious, take a bite, it's all oil, but it's not that completely greasy.

And San Lang actually said that today's braised pork is not perfect, lacking sugar and soy sauce, as well as a lot of seasonings, otherwise it would be more delicious.

Ke Wu couldn't imagine how delicious that perfect braised pork would be.

He couldn't leave Ke Wuyi behind, otherwise when he came back, this plate of braised pork would definitely be eaten.

Ke Shan glared at Ke Wu, they had been killed side by side on the battlefield several times, although Ke Shan was an archer, not a knife player, but he also had a long tiger's back and a bear's waist, he had seen Ke Wu knock the enemy away with his own eyes more than once, and even once directly threw a pseudo-Zheng cavalry off the horse, and once, he directly knocked several enemy soldiers away with a shoulder collision.

This guy once grabbed the loot, and he carried more than 200 catties of things all over his body, and now he actually told himself that he couldn't help Saburo Saburo Although he was quite tall, he was less than 150 catties.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and finally Ke Shan had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and get off the table.

The two caressed Zhang Chao, who was already drunk, to the room, helped him to the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Then, I couldn't wait to return to the table and go to divide and fight for the plate of braised pork.

The kitchen of the Wang family also has a few tables here.

The table is full of ladies and daughters-in-law, old women, little daughters-in-law, and big girls, and the dishes on the kitchen are slightly less than those outside, but they are also very rich.

Everyone ate these delicious foods together, chatting about the parents' shortcomings, and when the meal is finished, they are also responsible for cleaning up the table and washing the dishes and chopsticks.

"Why does this Saburo have short hair?"

"I heard that he used to be a monk, but now he is just a vulgar monk."

Another woman asked, "I heard that this baby's family is very good."

Aunt Wang said on the side, "The family is good, my father is an officer, and he made great contributions in the last war, and the land awarded is more than 500 acres, and he is a big landlord in Bailu Township." ” "Oh, it's amazing, if a girl marries in the future, it will be a blessing."

"No, more than 500 acres of land."

"What's more, now he is still making steamed buns to sell miles to Chang'an, and I heard from Wulang that the whole village is now helping San Lang make steamed buns, and he will also give two liters of millet for three meals a day.

The Zhang family is not only rich, but also kind. ” "Then why don't you marry your seventh daughter quickly."

"That's it, Qi Niang has enjoyed the happiness of the local master in the past, and I won't forget you."

A group of women said with a smile.

The seventh girl who was sitting on the side of the meal couldn't help but blush, she is also a sixteen-year-old girl now, and most people are married early at this age.

But as for the seven daughters, they haven't found a favorite family, mainly because the Wang family can't give the seven daughters a decent dowry.

In these years, when the Tang people get married, the man not only has to give a gift, but the woman also has to have a dowry.

Moreover, there are generally more dowries, and whether a woman has a dowry or even how much she marries often becomes a reflection of the status of a woman after marrying into her husband's family.

The law stipulates that a woman's dowry belongs to the woman, and that even the husband has no right to use it after marriage, let alone the husband's family.

After marriage, Tang people often live together in large families, and most of the family's property is public property, so a woman's dowry can often make her live a better life in her husband's family.

Uncle Wang died four wives in his early years, and gave birth to nine daughters and a son, so the family background is not solid, especially in these years after experiencing the turmoil at the end of the Sui Dynasty, after the Wang family married six daughters, now they are also married to a poor daughter, and they can't prepare any dowry for the seven daughters, which makes many times that the marriage has not been successful.

In fact, the seven women are not bad, they are quite tall, more than five feet, although they are a little thin and dark, but that is also because of some malnutrition and long-term work outside, my shelf is still good, willow eyebrows, apricot eyes and cherry mouth.

All kinds of household chores, even female workers do textile and sewing.

It's a pity that the Wang family couldn't come up with a rich dowry, so that she was not engaged until she was sixteen years old.

"Seven daughters, do you think San Lang is good, how about aunt help you go and say kiss" An old woman said to Seven Girls with a smile.

The appearance of Zhang Chao suddenly appeared in the seventh girl's mind, as well as the smile he had when he talked to herself, and her heart couldn't help beating hard.

"Seventh girl, say it quickly, do you want your aunt to help you say goodbye?"

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"You're so annoying."

The seven women shyly got up and fled the kitchen, leaving only a room full of women laughing. t1706231537: