Chapter １９６ (1/2)
Back in the village, Wang Huairen followed Wang Baolai as soon as he got home.
He has been waiting for the rice wine Wang Baolai gave him last time.
”Have you got it?” Just met, Wang Huairen can't wait to ask.
”What are you doing?” Wang Baolai knew that what Wang Huairen was talking about was the rice wine for tonifying yang, but he deliberately pretended not to know.
”Boy, you're acting silly again. Didn't you say your friend made the wine? No more for uncle? ” Wang Huairen is salivating and has a flattering smile.
”It's not that easy. However, I have also produced a kind of wine with better effect. Would you like to have a try? ”
”You did it yourself? Boy, maybe you made it for me last time? ” As soon as he heard the score, Wang Huairen immediately slapped Wang Baolai happily.
”Then I didn't give it to you for nothing?”
”Come on, what do you want?”
Now as long as Wang Huairen can get that thing, he will not care about spending some money.
”I want to make more millet in the village so that more rice wine can be brewed out. Whose millet this year belongs to? You can count with me, I can't make a clear.”
”Isn't that a small thing? I'll go with you myself! I know which piece of land in this village belongs to whose family. I guarantee that one piece is not bad. ” Wang Huairen patted his chest.
Wang Baolai found a small bottle, which contained half a bottle of wine and gave it to Wang Huairen: ”this half bottle will cost thousands of yuan. Don't drink it at one time.”
”So expensive?” Although he had already prepared this kind of wine to cure himself, when Wang Baolai said a thousand yuan and a half bottles, he couldn't help talking.
”Rich people don't think it's expensive. Even 2000 people will buy it.”
”Isn't that what you're going to do?” Wang Huairen's eyes were filled with envy.
”I can't help it. Who wants us to be a rarity. There is a great demand in the market. ”
”Come on, I'll show you the millet fields now.”
There are at least 70 or 80 millet growers in the village, but they are all for making their own millet meals. If they spare some, they will go to the market to exchange some money. But the price is much lower.
They came to Lingdi together. Millet is mostly planted in thin land, because this kind of crop is drought resistant and does not like big fertilizer.
”What's the price of millet now?” Wang Baolai asked.
”About five dollars.” Wang Huairen said.
”Tell them, I'll take ten dollars.”
”Ten dollars? Too much, right? They promise to sell it for six yuan. Why spend more money? ” Wang Huairen is also a string of money, iron cock, the kind of goods.
”It's all from the local people. It's still ten yuan. It's not easy for us to plant some land. Anyway, I won't lose money.”
”Hehe, that's right. This small half bottle of rice wine costs thousands of yuan. It's sure to make a lot of money.”
”However, the millet wine I produce now is still hand-made, and the output is too low. If it is produced by machines in the future, it will be OK.”
”Bora, if the machine needs money, I can guarantee you a loan, just give me a share.” As soon as Wang Huairen saw that the prospect of rice wine market was so good, he immediately moved his heart.
”We'll talk about it then. If the rice market remains unchanged this year, I can afford it myself. ”
Hearing Wang Baolai's tactful refusal, Wang Huairen's face turned red for a while.
”You're afraid of your uncle's light, aren't you?”