The recipe of wine and rice is like human bones, experience is like the flesh under the skin, likes and dislikes are like the soul+.
There are many recipes in this world, but good teachers are hard to find.
It is far from enough to have a formula that only takes advantage of it. Xia Shang only knew the method but rarely practiced it, so it was useless to have the formula.
Qin Huairou had already planned to meet with the old masters who used to follow the Xia family alone today. She hoped to invite them to contribute to the Xia family again.
Knowing his wife's arrangement, Xia Shang postponed today's teaching and decided to personally visit the winemakers who had worked for his family for many years.
After the decline of the Xia family, all the winemakers who worked for the Xia family went home to seek employment, and their lives were not good.
These days, the lowest social status belongs to skilled workers, whether they are brewers, carpenters, blacksmiths, gardeners... No matter how good their craftsmanship is, they receive very little remuneration, and their status is lower than that of those who have signed a contract of prostitution.
Domestic slaves are one step above others.
If they want to make a living, they must either ensure a steady flow of private jobs, or rely on a wealthy family to do some skilled work for a certain family.
Just like the masters who have worked in the Xia family for decades, without the support of the Xia family, their lives have plummeted. Although they have the Xia family formula in their hands, they do not make it privately because the Xia family winery has been nominated for house raids.
, I am afraid that if I still brew Xia family’s wine, I will be punished.
Nowadays, the masters have all their skills but dare not use them to make money. They don’t have much savings, so how can they live a secure life?
This is what Qin Huairou told Xia Shang. After knowing all the details, Xia Shang is very confident in this business. As long as the old Xia family team can be brought together, the new Xia family wine will definitely create a trend.
Uncle Zhong drove Xia Shang to the city of Yangzhou in a carriage. Before leaving home, Qin Huairou gave Xia Shang a booklet, which indicated the current residence of the winemakers who used to live in the Xia family. As long as he visited each house according to the above
It won't take long to get here.
When they arrived at the city gate and got off the carriage, Uncle Zhong tied the horse and consoled Xia Shang cheerfully: "Young master, don't worry. Those masters are very grateful to the Xia family. As long as you come to invite them in person, they will definitely be grateful and live in Xia Shang."
To revive the family tradition."
Xia Shangweinuo shouted, took two steps and then turned back: "Uncle Zhong, if we go into the city together, I have almost forgotten all those masters. If you don't remind them, I'm afraid you will offend them."
Now that he was rich, Uncle Zhong didn't say much. He found an idle man at the gate of the city, gave him a few copper coins to look after the horses, and then entered the city with Xia Shang.
Not far from the city is my sister's residence. I haven't seen her for a long time and I wonder how she is doing.
It was also a coincidence that Xia Shang stood outside his sister's courtyard. Uncle Zhong stepped forward and shouted: "Miss! Miss!"
After calling for a long time, no one answered, but there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the yard, as if someone was breaking something.
"Master...this..."
Uncle Zhong turned around to see what Xia Shang meant.
What could Xia Shang mean? When he realized something was going on, he immediately kicked open the courtyard door.
It had only been about half a month since I left this place last time. Not long after, when I saw my yard again, I found it was even more desolate than last time. There were countless dead branches and leaves on the ground that had not been cleaned, and the flowers and plants that had been planted were all dead.
Only a few old trees are still alive, but their barks have been covered by wind and dust, like strange-shaped yellow mud and stone strips.
Xia Shang chased the court for three or two steps when he heard a man's voice coming from deep inside the courtyard:
"You wretched bitch who is a weed to the mud! Where did you hide all the money? If you don't hand over the money to me, I'll have to smash your skin!"
Looking for the voice, Xia Shang rushed over. He didn't see the man who spoke, but saw Xia Xinyi standing outside the door in disheveled clothes.
There was no response from her, only her wiping tears non-stop.
Being too far away, Xia Shang didn't know what happened. Just as he was about to go up to ask, he suddenly saw a round stool fly out of the room opposite Xia Xinyi and hit Xia Xinyi squarely on the chest, hitting her straight.
He took seven or eight steps back.
Fortunately, the chair was not a solid wood chair, but a soft stool made of woven rattan. Otherwise, it would not have been as simple as taking a few steps back to fall on me like this.
After Xia Xinyi retreated, she bent over in pain. She paused for a few seconds before she finally regained her breath. She raised her head again, but still didn't say a word!
Xia Xinyi can endure it, but Xia Shang cannot!
The previous scene directly ignited Xia Shang's anger, and he was immediately furious.
It doesn’t matter who is in your house!
Xia Shang rushed in three steps at a time. He saw a man in a straight jacket and a square scarf rummaging around in the room. There were not many ornaments in the room, but they were still scattered in the room.
How could this situation feel like home? It was just a run-down house that was about to be demolished.
"Stop it, me!"
Xia Shang shouted loudly and grabbed the collar of the man in the room.
The other party looked back and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the man who grabbed him had no reason to say anything. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and received a fist like granite! The upper and lower teeth of his mouth opened in an instant.
Ladle, I saw blood!
Although Xia Shang doesn't know martial arts, he has a strange Qi in his body that even Lu Xun is afraid of. His punches are not as good as those of martial arts people, but they are much more powerful than those of ordinary street people. And the opponent's clothes should be that of a person.
Scholars, the bones of this body that are impervious to wind and rain are almost falling apart after being beaten by Xia Shang.
The guy in the room felt like the world was spinning. His mouth was numb as if he had eaten two kilograms of peppercorns, and his mouth was full of broken teeth. It felt like dried beans that had been exposed to the sun. He could neither vomit nor swallow, and his whole body was in a state of ecstasy.
It feels like all three souls and seven souls are gone.
After this punch, Xia Shang then kicked the man in the crotch. His soft balls were probably kicked out of shape, and the whole person fell to the ground completely, huddled on the ground like a dehydrated body.
He was swaying like a fish, his mouth was filled with blood and white foam, his eyes were turned white, and he looked shocking.
Xia Xinyi rushed into the room and was so anxious when she saw the scene in front of her: "Don't fight! He is the husband I haven't seen for a long time!"
"This is the guy I beat!"
After that, he kicked the man's butt hard again, and kicked him several meters away.
Still unfazed by this, he pointed at the shrimp like a coward: "You damn soft-footed shrimp, what does it mean to hit a woman? You can hit her as long as you want, but you hit the woman of my Xia family. You don't even know how much you weigh."
Two, I..."
Seeing that the young master was about to get violent and hurt someone again, the guy on the ground had already fallen to the ground and was struggling. Uncle Zhong was afraid that he would be killed, so he quickly stopped the young master.
"Master, stop fighting, someone will die!"
"Brother! Stop hitting him. You have to hit me!"
Xia Xinyi cried mournfully and grabbed Xia Shang's hand, pulling Xia Shang back desperately. The eyebrows on her pale face were already covered in black and blue. She didn't know whether it was because she was beaten or because she was so anxious that she couldn't breathe.
Xia Shang looked depressed. His sister used to be a greedy little woman. She only took advantage of herself. How could she think about others?
But this time she did it for her useless husband...
"Are you out of your mind? Look at what this family has been ruined. Are you still facing him?"
Xia Xinyi glanced at the wailing man in the corner, felt sad, and began to cry: "Who called me his wife? Who called him my husband? Without him, I will never be able to close my eyes until I die!"