novelden Chapter 123 It's not my turn to get rich
Chapter 123 It's not my turn to get rich
"Congratulations, grandma. Congratulations on being safe." Yang Biao congratulated Zhang with a smile. According to modern terms, this child is a honeymoon baby.
"Brother Biao, you should hurry up too." Yang Xiaozhen touched his nephew beside him and told him not to just think about studying, it was also important to have children.
"Oh, okay." As a modern man approaching middle age, he naturally knew what Yang Xiaozhen meant.
"Uncle San, what do you want my brother to hold on to?" Nine-year-old Yang Lin, who was sitting next to Yang Biao, had no idea that he had just completed his mourning period and had already gone to the village school.
"Well, don't interrupt. I'm talking to your brother." Yang Xiaozhen was a little embarrassed. Looking at the women sitting in the room, it was not easy to say this in public.
He just spoke to Yang Biao in a very low voice, but Yang Lin, that little bastard, had such sharp ears that he heard it.
"Oh, I see." Yang Lin lowered his head to eat. He had to eat quickly because he had to go play with his friends after eating.
"Master," seeing Yang Biao enter the kitchen, Ding Yan and Gu Yuan, who were eating inside, hurriedly stood up.
"You guys continue eating. I just came in to pour some hot water." Yang Biao waved his hand and asked them to eat with his family. No matter what, they were unwilling to do so, so he could only find separate plates for them to share the food.
"Do whatever you want." Seeing that he was here, both of them felt uncomfortable standing there. After pouring the hot water, Yang Biao hurried out of the kitchen.
"Mom, I'm going to the village head uncle's house." After dinner, Yang Biao planned to walk to the village head, wondering what he wanted to talk to him about. "Don't wait for me to have dinner, I have something to do today and will be home late."
"Uncle, the village head." Yang Biao shouted at the gate of the courtyard. There were several little granddaughters living in the village head's house. If he really told the village head what he wanted, he could just push the door and go in when he arrived, but that was not possible.
"It's Brother Biao, come in and sit down." The headman had finished his meal and was sitting in the house waiting for him to come. Sitting and waiting in the yard would seem too deliberate.
If Yang Taishi was still alive, the village head would have gone to look for Yang Biao long ago. But Taishi was gone, and even as an elder, he still had to avoid suspicion.
"Uncle village head, Xiaohua said you have something to talk to that kid about?" Sitting in the main room, she saw Yang Meihua also here helping to clean up the dishes. She knew that the girls who were learning embroidery would have lunch at the village head's house at noon, so she was not surprised at all.
"You made beer and sold it last summer. Now that the weather is hot, those who buy beer say that it is cool to drink beer in the hot weather, so you asked us to brew beer in our village." When the weather is hot, fewer people drink liquor, and the corresponding sales of liquor are also low.
"Okay, uncle the head of the village, ask someone to get some barley, and I will teach you how to brew beer now." The sooner the beer is made, the sooner it can be brewed. Yang Biao immediately asked the head of the village to prepare the brewing materials.
"Okay." The village head was very happy and hurriedly called his second son to bring barley over to prepare for brewing beer.
"Soak the barley for two days and two nights to allow it to fully absorb water." Yang Biao put all the barley brought by the head of the village into the water and reminded, "Remember to change the water in the middle, otherwise it will stink."
"Oh, okay, we need to soak it first, right?" The village head went to the well to fetch water to soak the barley.
"You guys go ahead and do your work. I still need to go to the county town to take a look." Yang Biao drove the mule cart that he had originally left at the headman's house to Wenchang County.
"Hey, Yang Biao, long time no see!" Shopkeeper Liu was very happy to see Yang Biao, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.
"Manager Liu, business is booming!" Yang Biao bowed to him. Seeing that there were still some customers drinking in the restaurant at this time, the business was indeed good.
"I heard you made a fortune in the city?" Yang Biao was not nice enough. He didn't even say hello to me when he went to the city. He didn't treat me as a friend at all. When Ning Zhuangtou sent wine, Manager Liu asked why he hadn't seen Yang Biao for so long. Ning Zhuangtou told him that his master had gone to the city.
"Well, there are so many capable people in the city, how can it be my turn to make a fortune? I just want to make a living." Yang Biao laughed. He didn't think it was necessary to tell Manager Liu where he was going.
"Can you supply more of your beer to Huanxi Restaurant?" Manager Liu wanted to resell the extra beer to other restaurants. It was just a matter of reselling and he could make some extra money, so why not?
But Ning Zhuangtou disagreed and said that the matter had to be reported to his master and he had no say in the matter.
"The beer brewed by our villagers is also going to be sold in the county town. It might be cheaper than what you sell. Are you sure you want to supply more?" Yangjia Village specializes in brewing and selling beer, and it is already famous.
"Oh, is that so? Forget it then." Shopkeeper Liu was a little disappointed. He had originally wanted to make some money, but he didn't want to end up losing more than he gained.
Shopkeeper Liu was wondering whether the quality of the wine brewed in Yangjia Village was the same as that of Yangbiao. If it was the same and cheaper, the restaurant would buy the wine sold by the villagers in the future.
Seeing the decadent look on Shopkeeper Liu's face, Yang Biao felt secretly happy. He thought, "You little bastard, you thought I was really a teenager and that you could be fooled so easily."
In the past, I was cheated by Manager Liu on the purchase tax and suffered a loss in silence, but it was just because I was not familiar with the laws of the Shang Dynasty.
Yang Biao then went to inspect the two farms. The two farm heads were very dedicated in taking care of the crops in the fields and were responsible in making wine. He looked around and found no major mistakes, so he gave them some instructions and then drove the mule cart back to Yangjia Village.
In the next few days, I either read books and practiced calligraphy at home, or taught the village headman how to brew beer.
"After the sun-dried malt is roasted at low temperature, rub it by hand to remove the roots and malt, pour the cleaned malt into the stone mortar and crush it." Jian Lizheng tried hard to stop the malt, and hurriedly said, "You don't need to crush it too much, just break it but not crush it, so that the malt can be fully saccharified and filtered."
Yang Biao boiled water to about 70 degrees in a ratio of one to four, then tied a large gauze into a knot and fixed it in the pot. He poured the crushed malt into the pot for saccharification, stirred it for half an hour, and then waited for one incense stick of time. When the saccharification was complete, he filtered out the malt residue.
Then spread the large gauze containing the wheat residue flat on a clean bucket, rinse it with hot water to wash out the residual sugar.
"Don't throw away the wheat bran, you can use it to feed chickens and pigs." This is a good thing, don't throw it away casually.
Put the filtered wort into a pot and bring it to a boil over high heat. Boil it for half an hour, add hops to increase the bitterness. Before removing the pot from the heat, add some more hops and boil it for a while. Then you can put the pot in cold water to cool it down quickly.
Remove the hops, filter out the wort, and mix the yeast. Wash the container to be used for beer with white wine, and pour in the mixed yeast. "Wait for about five to seven days, and then for the second fermentation, add this spoonful of sugar to ten kilograms of beer, stir, seal it, and ferment it again for about seven days before drinking."
"Oh, this beer takes even less time to brew than sorghum liquor." It's not difficult to operate, and the village head went to invite his nephews and grandchildren to come home to learn how to brew beer.
"Yang Biao, I have something to tell you." Yang Zian came over when Yang Biao was sitting on a stone by the stream washing his feet.
"Oh, what's the matter?" He was very surprised. In ancient times, there were many scholars who had not married in their twenties, and they were still very popular in the marriage market.
But Yang Zian, who is still unmarried at the age of 19 in the countryside, which is equivalent to an old bachelor in his thirties who is still unmarried in modern times, would come to me for anything.