Jia Lian returned to his study room humming "Swordsman" all the way back to his study, feeling that his mind had broadened a lot.
Life is meant to be accompanied by troubles all your life, so why bother adding more troubles to yourself?
In my previous life, I was a rat man and had countless troubles. Didn’t I live until death in the end?
Now that I have come to the world of Red Mansions, I can finally stop struggling for food and clothing and have the opportunity to do something in my career. Why shouldn’t I embrace it?
Only by being generous can you accomplish great things.
He calmed down, considered it carefully, and felt that the most important thing was money.
After all, the ancients said that "money can make ghosts go round" and "a hundred thousand dollars can make the gods go round".
To put it bluntly, my wife Wang Xifeng has taken control of my financial power, and my hands are clean. I am just counting on the 500 taels of silver that I "sold my face" to pawn today. How can I make friends with the upper-level officials?
To put it further, given the current scale and expense of the Jia Mansion, as well as the character of everyone in the Jia Mansion who does not want to make progress and only engages in intrigues, it will definitely be difficult to make ends meet in the future. If you can create a family business at this time, it will be
A way to survive.
Having made up his mind, Jia Lian locked himself in his study and concentrated on studying the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, Diet and Diet, Compendium of Materia Medica, and Essentials of Qi Min, one after another, reading and taking notes. After seven or eight days in a row, Jia Lian actually solved his problem with traditional Chinese characters.
After that, he came to "Fushui Shaoguo" with his ideas and discussed with Qu Siping how to improve the taste of liquor.
Qu Siping was squatting in front of the pot, frowning and thinking hard.
He has not been idle these days, trying to use charcoal to absorb the fusel alcohol in the soju, and even used pig skins, but it still cannot reduce the potency of the soju in the mouth.
Jia Lian looked at the large cast iron pot and asked:
"Does this thing work? Do you want to replace it with a new one?"
Qu Siping immediately stood in front of the pot:
"You can't move this, it's what our old man left behind.
Don't look at it because it looks old. Our old man asked a Westerner to make it, and it was made by imitating the distiller used to make rose water.
You see, this steamer bucket and sky pot are specially welded together with the stove. The sky pot is divided into upper and lower layers. The bottom is filled with distiller’s sake and the top is filled with cold water. It is the most useful.”
"What is rose water?"
Jia Lian began to feel that he might have underestimated ancient technology.
Qu Siping looked at Jia Lian in surprise:
"It's flower dew. The method is actually similar to distilling soju, so now some pots can't make it anymore, so they make flower dew instead.
Second Master, this rose water must be imported every year, and it is indispensable for your family to use it. Haven’t you heard of it?”
Jia Lian had no choice but to pretend to continue to look at the cast iron pot:
“It looks okay, but it’s a bit old.”
Who wants to Qu Siping but it’s not over yet:
"I heard that the 'osmanthus clear water' and 'rose clear water' in three-inch high glass bottles were also sent to your house. How could they not be in the hands of the second master? Don't you know?"<
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In his heart, Jia Lian gave Qu Siping, who had extremely low emotional intelligence, a big eye roll, but could only quickly change the subject:
"Since you are unwilling to change the pot and use charcoal and pig skin adsorption, it seems that we still have to think about the brewing raw materials.
What kind of koji are you using now?"
When Qu Siping heard about wine, he immediately became energetic:
"It's just ordinary sorghum Daqu. Grind it, add water, press it into large pieces, and stack it for a month. This is how every pot is cooked, and it's been passed down from our ancestors."
Jia Lian shook his head:
"I read in the book that if barley or peas are added to this Daqu, the alcoholic taste will be less strong."
Qu Siping thought for a while and nodded: "You can try it."
After taking a few steps, he patted his head again:
"I remembered!
We can also try a little song.
It is to replace the sorghum with rice or glutinous rice to make koji, grind it and add water, and then it will not be made into large pieces, but into small balls.
I've heard people from the south talk about it, but I haven't tried it myself."
Jia Lian was overjoyed when he heard this and patted Qu Siping on the shoulder:
"Then what are you waiting for? Give it a try."
Qu Siping also got excited:
"Try! Try!
Also, I thought, we can also try reducing the days of brewing and increasing the days of storing the wine, which can also make the wine more mellow.
However, it is easy for the wine to become sour, and I can’t figure out how to avoid it.”
Jia Lian came to Fushui Shaoguo every day for several days to do research and development.
Seeing that Qu Siping's wife and daughter had been ill, they brought doctors from the city's medical center to see them. Even the doctor and medicine cost nearly twenty taels of silver. Qu Siping's family was extremely grateful to Jia Lian.<
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Later, Jia Lian proposed to improve the cooking pot, and Qu Siping was also caught up in the craze for scientific and technological research at this time, and agreed without thinking.
Even the hops who wanted to beat Jia Lian to death with a big stick also got involved and came up with the idea that it was best to deal with the "tails" separately, so as to reduce the evil smell in the wine.
Seeing that the first pot of new wine would be available in a few days, Jia Lian was so full of expectations that he could not care about other things.
On this day, Jia Lian had just gone out and was going to cook the pot when he met Chen Jingxing and Niu Song. He had not seen Jia Lian for many days, so he had to drag him to have a drink.
It's just that they have already seen Jia Lian's drinking capacity, and they repeatedly stated that they would only drink Jinhua wine this time.
The three of them chatted and laughed together and then came to the nearby Dongfeng Tower.
But I didn’t expect that this two-story restaurant, which is usually bustling with people, would be closed and deserted at this time.
Niu Song was curious, so he stepped forward and took a look at the door. When he met a waiter carrying a baggage out of the house, Niu Song asked:
"What happened to Dongfeng Tower? Why isn't it open for business?"
But the clerk saw Jia Lian at a glance, and didn't bother to answer Niu Song's question. He turned around and rushed into the room and shouted:
"Shopkeeper, Mr. Lian is here! Come out quickly!"
Niu Song pointed at Jia Lian and said with a smile:
"Isn't it because we haven't paid for the drinks last time?"
Shopkeeper Chun almost staggered out of the door and stepped forward to bow to Jia Lian:
"Second Master Lian is a living god! Second Master Lian, help me!"
Chen Jingxing looked at Shopkeeper Chun, who had lost a lot of weight, and smiled:
"Good guy! How much money does Mr. Hu owe Dongfeng Tower? See how anxious Shopkeeper Chun is."
Shopkeeper Chun is really anxious:
"Second Master Lian, help me! Last time, Second Master said, 'It's a small thing to lose money, but a big thing to hurt people.' I didn't take it to heart. It was because I was blind and lard clouded my heart.
In the past ten days, accidents have happened one after another, and money has been lost continuously. It is indeed what the second master said.
First, there was a fire in the kitchen. Although they were rescued in time, the entire kitchen was still destroyed and many household items were burned.
Later, soil fell from the beams one after another, and it fell on the guests, on the table, and in the food and wine glasses. If you were easy to talk to, you would get free food and drinks. If you were not easy to talk to, you would have to pay extra in addition to the free meal.
Two days later, there was something wrong with the fish and shrimps that were delivered, causing the guests to vomit and have diarrhea, and people came to the Yamen. It was necessary to compensate the guests, and to take care of the Yamen, almost losing money.
How can my little Dongfeng Building withstand such a storm? It’s almost impossible to drive it anymore.
The child thought that since Mr. Lian could predict it, he would definitely be able to crack it.
In the first few days, I went to the house to ask for an audience. Everyone at the door said that the second master was not here. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep all night long.
But coincidentally, the second master is here today. Please give me some advice so that the little one can have a way to survive. All the clerks in the store are still counting on the Dongfeng Building to support their families."