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The housekeeper Nash bowed: "In previous years, Mu Shun was responsible for this matter, and this house was also taken care of under the name of Shi Yanei. Master, I once heard that the fruit wine brewed by oneself at home, no matter what the variety, each bottle is priced at 100 cents. Because it is the wine I ate, although it is occasionally given to relatives and friends, and the young master of Shanghai has been in charge of several consecutive magistrates, so no one in the village has ever collected alcohol taxes. If there is no tax, the young master of Hai doesn't care how much the fruit wine is sold. The income above is just to give fruit farmers a good income.

Generally, when the fruits are ripe, the girl from the tenant farmer family picks rotten fruits, crushes them, and makes wine. The wine brewed is 30 kilograms per jar, and the price is 100 cents per jar. Shi's family - Master Shi, Wuwei Jun Shi, every late autumn, the winery will send 300 bins of jar, and each jar is 30 cents per jar. Although Master Shi of Wuwei Jun does not pay, Mr. Hai will set aside the money from the Shi family's account to distribute it to the peasant woman who brews the wine.

Usually, the girls who brew wine earn about ten cents a year... Now that Mr. Hai leaves, we will deliver wine to Master Shi, Wuwei Jun. I am afraid that we will not receive any money from the Shi family. Master, what do you plan to deal with the winery in the future?"

"Oh, how many years has this been going on?"

"Six years, eight years ago, Mr. Hai built this manor, and then spent two years cultivating fruit trees, and teaching these women to make wine and make dried fruits. Every year when the fruits ripen, we would hire a hundred people from Miss Cui's tenants to help.

Mr. Hai gave a lot of money, and the girls who brewed wine were meticulous, and the unique formulas and advanced equipment of Mr. Shanghai... So although this "Shijia Private Wine" is never sold on the market and does not produce much every year, it is also a little famous in all walks of life in Haizhou. If we suddenly interrupt brewing now, although the profits of this wine are not high, the tenant fruit farmers may have to complain.

Ah, in fact, it is not good to maintain it - if this wine is sold to the public, our 20-acre orchard will not sell a single piece of fruit to make wine, and the amount of alcohol produced is not large. After paying the alcohol tax, I am afraid that the winery will not only have no profit, but also have to pay money in it."

Shi Chuan was silent for a moment and asked again: "What's the situation in the village?"

Taking a breath, the housekeeper Nash continued to add: "The center of this Cuizhuang is Cuiyuan where Miss Cui lives. The largest courtyard in the village is her family. There are four stone houses distributed in the east, west, south and north of Cuiyuan. To the south is Fang Yuanwai's Fang Yuan, and a little smaller is Yu Yuan. Yu Yuanwai's land number ranks third in the village; the house where Mr. Hai lives is a small courtyard; there is also a Zhaoyuan behind our courtyard, which ranks fifth in the village.

The center of Cuizhuang is Cuiyuan. Our four stone houses are distributed along the four corners of Cuiyuan. However, these four stone houses are not isolated. There are other small families and tenants of the four major families. Because our family has a small population, the tenants do not find another place to live. They usually live in this yard and help take care of and clean the house.

However, Mr. Hai was also outside, and built several courtyards of tenants on our fields. Now they are used as places where tenants work and temporarily rest, or warehouses - farm tools warehouses.

At the beginning, Mr. Hai planned this village squarely, which was particularly suitable for defense and counterattack. Unfortunately, the wealthy families who moved in later were reluctant to place their houses around Cuiyuan, such as Liu's Liuyuan and Luyuan of Luyuan... There were a total of six households who built the houses on the periphery of our fourth courtyard, but they did not dare to be too far away from us, for fear that if there was something wrong, they were isolated and helpless. Oh, although these six families had tried hard to gather tenants and built their own defense group, they had little land after all... "

Shi Chuan interrupted the old housekeeper: "How many farmland is there in total around the village?"

"There are more than 4,000 acres of arable land, and there are 1,600 acres of 1,600 acres in the name of Miss Cui; in addition, there are one upper households in the village with more than 500 acres of land, two upper households with more than 300 acres, and seven or eight middle households with more than 1,300 acres of land. Cuizhuang has a total of about 200 tenant farmers, about 1,300 people."

"Average 4,000 acres of land, a village with more than 1,000 people, does it seem that it is not sufficient to raise one person on average?"

Nash bowed and replied: "Master, here is close to Haizhou. Every year, there are always a large number of workers going to work in the city. About 30% of the young people in our village are apprenticeships, working, or working in the store.

In addition, there are hundreds of acres of mulberry fields in the village. The weaving workshop produces several pieces of silk every year. In this weaving workshop, Miss Cui is the big head, and Fang Yuanwai of the village is the second shareholder. Young Master Hai is only ranked third among them. Of course, all the other big households in the village are involved in the "Group" (the Song Dynasty saying that the shareholding in the shareholding production workshop)'. The silk produced in the workshop is sold to Japan by Young Master Hai. Therefore, although the per capita land in the village is small, the village is very rich."

Shi Chuan waved: "I understand, well, you just said that our winemaking equipment is very advanced - take me to see it."

Standing in front of the brewing stove, Shi Zhuang had to be amazed at Mr. Hai's creativity - this guy actually tried his best to copy a miniature French brass distillation kettle. This boiler is not large in size, and the diameter of the cylindrical furnace is about two meters, which is slightly higher than a person. However, because half of it is buried underground and the exposed part is only at the person's chest, and the position of the feeding port is the height of the wheelbarrow.

Steaming boilers that are slightly larger than this kind of distilled kettle are the most common in small wineries in France - whether in modern times or in the Song Dynasty. Similar small wineries don't produce much wine every year, but the production is definitely a decision to make private wines. They are generally not on the market for public sale, or are a sign of the wealthy showing their identity - they are happy to make it and use it themselves... You think this thing is good, oh, then listen to my legend. We are not familiar with each other, and you will never see this private wine in your life.

It seems that Mr. Hai doesn't want to make too many private wines. The wine-making distiller he made is one size smaller than the stills of a normal private winery.

According to the story of the butler Nash, after the brass thing was built, the wine made was basically for Mr. Hai to drink it himself except for gift-giving... Mr. Hai had not found a way to cultivate grapes on a large scale, or he was lazy and didn't want to change anything. Otherwise, he should have created a "Zhangyu" of the Song Dynasty on the territory of Zhangjiagang.

Shi Chuan turned around and observed the wine kettle. His eyes were very careful. Of course, this distillation kettle was made more meticulously. Every accessory was polished smoothly. Every edge and corner was full of the design sense of modern industrial. The maker really used all his efforts, as if he poured all his nostalgia into it... Touching the smooth bronze furnace shell, Shi Chuan couldn't help but murmur: "It's my own production and use... Haha, I'm so stingy - can't you forget it?

Did the times really make you miss it so much? So after struggling for ten years, I finally designed me to put it on and make your fixed anchor mark, and I also want to…”

The style of the orchard of Hai Gongzi is also a bit like a modern farmhouse. The garden is divided into four pieces, with more than three acres of fruit trees planted in each piece. The remaining one acre of land is built with villa-shaped farmhouses of different styles, European, Japanese, Indian, modern and simple... Ah, these farmhouses are now used as warehouses for dried fruits, but if the preserved fruits are cleaned up, it will probably be a Song Dynasty holiday house in the orchard.

The four types of fruit trees cultivated in the orchard are: plum, pear, hawthorn, and apricot. They are each cultivated in slices. The wine brewed based on this is based on barley koji and has a fruity wine with an alcohol content of about 30 to 40 degrees. From the current point of view, it is actually a kind of whiskey. Mr. Hai called this wine "lu" according to the custom of the Song Dynasty - the medium-sized wines such as plum, apricot, pear, hawthorn, etc. sent to the officialdom by the Shi family, is very popular among officials because of its unique taste.

When I was leisurely walking through the orchard, I also had the intention to taste the wine handed over by the old housekeeper, and I guessed in my heart: it was obviously fruit wine, but the alcohol concentration was so high. This young master probably did not solve the problem of preservatives, so he had to increase the alcohol concentration in the wine dew... Perhaps, that person was simply missing, missing the past bar nightlife?

He walked around the distiller several times with his hands behind his back, and Shi Chuan asked, "Have you started making wine this year?"

The old butler Nash shook his head: "Every year when the fruits are ripe, Mr. Hai will come here to stay for a few days. Nowadays, apricots and plums have been off the market, and the plows have not yet grown well. Hawthorns are just in season. Although my wife has crushed the rotten fruits and put them in a jar, distilling the material ratio of various materials has always been controlled by Mr. Hai himself... The master came this time, and I think catching and stealing is not our main business. It is better to make a fire and open a hawthorn bar."

"You are right. Things in your own yard are your own business." Shi Chuan casually agreed: "Hello those girls and wives who have brewed wine, and let them go to work..."

"Okay", Nash whispered happily in Indian language: "Life has finally returned to its original track."

With Nash's greeting, after a while, all kinds of fruits stored in the warehouse were immediately moved out. The wives began to wash their feet, jump into the crushed jar, and used their feet to stomp the "rear-ripening" fruits... According to the design of this distiller, it takes about ten days from preparing materials to brewing wine.

The preparations were just ready, and Mushun rushed to the manor with a long string of carriages. Nash rushed over to report to Mushun. Shi Chuan was still spinning around the distillation kettle, and asked absent-mindedly: "Ten days... Oh, have all the guests I brought to be arranged?"

A responsible tenant bowed and replied: "The owner has arranged someone to serve them lunch, and told the yamen runner that the owner would stay for a few days to check the accounts and ask them to have dinner first. The owner would go out to accompany him later... Tonight, are the two arranged to live in the 'Shiyuan'?"

"Shiyuan" sounds so kind.
Chapter completed!