Return to the era of passion

However, Director Qian picked out some meat stamps, food stamps, cloth stamps, and cotton stamps as he spoke. These most popular stamps could not be given to Wang Bin.

Wang Bin picked and picked out the ones that were suitable and put them aside.

There was only an empty stove in the space, and there was nothing else. Wang Bin chose the bills for pots and pans, and some seasonings.

Buying seasonings at this time also requires a ticket. There is only one kind of salt water that does not require a ticket. Last time Wang Bin wanted to buy it, but unfortunately the second uncle's house didn't have it.

Although there are tickets for pots and pans, I have them all at home, so there is no reason to take those tickets to avoid suspicion by my uncle and aunt.

This time I just put all these things together so that I can cook in the space in the future.

In addition to these tickets, Wang Bin then took another alarm clock, a pack of cream, soap, towels, toothbrushes and other commonly used tickets.

Qian Changzi grinned as he looked at them, feeling a little sore, but thinking about the delicious radishes and rabbits, he endured it and said nothing more.

In fact, Wang Bin didn't choose too many. After choosing, Director Qian took a look and said, "There are a few rare things here that are worth 5 yuan."

"Okay, everything is fine." Wang Bin didn't know the exact price of these miscellaneous tickets, but it would be good if they could be exchanged. This time, the kitchen has been replenished. In the future, he only needs to buy some consumables.

After excluding these five yuan, what Wang Bin got plus the previous two yuan was a total of 35 yuan.

After promising to deliver the carrots in a few days, Wang Bin walked out of the door.

I came a little early before. Almost all the streets were selling things, and there were not many people buying things.

The sky was clear today, and the sun was shining a little warmly on our bodies. With such good weather, there were more people going to the market than usual.

There are stalls on both sides of the road. Some are spread directly on the roadside with sacks, and some sell goods directly on carts.

The place was already crowded with pedestrians. Occasionally, you could see people pushing bicycles to go to the market, but most of them were on foot. Of course, there were also donkeys pulling carts and mules pulling carts to go to the market. It could be said that there was a lot of people coming and going. , busy with traffic.

Wang Bin rode a tricycle not far away before arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative.

An iron pot costs 3 yuan and 2 cents.

An ordinary white bowl costs ten cents, but I bought ten of these.

An alarm clock, bamboo chopsticks, spatulas, spoons, plates, a large yellow enamel basin for oil, an enamel teapot, towels, toothbrushes, washbasins and a lot of other things cost a total of more than 20 yuan.

After coming out, Wang Bin walked a few steps and saw a stall selling loose wine on the roadside. Wang Bin's eyes lit up.

There is really too much food grown in the space, which can be harvested immediately. It is impossible for me to eat all the food, but I have no safe way to sell it.

If you make some koji to make wine, you can exchange the wine with others for supplies, or you can keep it for yourself.

Pushing the tricycle to the open space behind the stall, Wang Bin came over and asked: "Boss, how do you sell this wine?"

"There are 4 cents, 6 cents, 8 cents, and one per pound. Which one do you want?"

The boss is a middle-aged man. Unlike ordinary people, the boss is not thin, but a little fat.

Thinking about it, the boss definitely took advantage of the brewing time to get some food for himself.

Just like those chefs are not thin, they will take the opportunity to eat secretly.

Wang Bin asked: "What's the difference?"

The boss said: "Although they are both Erguotou, the time when we get the wine is different, the alcohol content is different, and the quality is also different."

"Also, the raw materials used are also different. The four-mao version is red potato wine, the six-mao version is sorghum wine, and the eight-mao and one-yuan version is grain wine."

Red potato wine is actually made from sweet potatoes, while so-called grain wine is blended with a variety of grains.

The most famous one is Wuliangye, which uses five kinds of grains as ingredients, but this is not the only combination method. You can use two kinds of grains, or even seven or eight kinds of grains to make wine.

Wang Bin thought about it, what his second uncle usually drank was sorghum wine with six cents and grain wine with eight cents.

Then he said: "The one with [-] cents and the one with [-] yuan each has a pound each. Get me a jar each with [-] cents and [-] cents. Use your bottle."

"Okay." The boss was a little surprised when he saw Wang Bin buying so much at once. He first took out two salt water bottles used in the hospital, first used a sentence and a funnel to pour a pound of loose wine, and then took out two more bottles from the bottom. With a five kilogram jar of wine, the two of them delivered the wine to the tricycle.

"Eight dollars, fourteen and six cents in total."

Wang Bin calculated in his mind that the bottle cost three cents. This was a public stall, and there was no way to wipe out zeros. Wang Bin paid the money happily, and now he only had six yuan. It was really a waste. .

This is the bulk wine brewed by the production team themselves, and no ticket is required. Only bottled wine produced by large wineries requires a ticket.

I bought so much wine at one time just before New Year's Day and Spring Festival, when I have to visit relatives and honor my second uncle.

These can be drunk in almost a Spring Festival. Wang Bin bought so many by the way because he wanted to learn some knowledge about wine making.

Wang Bin gave the money but did not leave. He took out two cigarettes and handed them over: "What's your name, master?"

The wine seller took the cigarette and said, "No need to pay, my surname is Chen."

"Master Chen, did you make this wine yourself?" As he spoke, Wang Bin took out a match and struck it, then lit it for Master Chen, and then lit his own cigarette.

Nowadays, most people smoke old cigarettes and grow their own tobacco, which basically costs no money. It is good to be able to smoke these economical cigarettes that cost [-] cents per pack.

Wang Bin usually dislikes smoking and rarely smokes. However, when asking for help, cigarettes are indispensable and he can only smoke once in a while.

Master Chen blew out a smoke ring and said, "Yes, but this is the food produced by the production team, and I am paid."

Of course Wang Bin understood that commune members could go to the commune to sell some vegetables, shoes, reed mats, benches, braided wattle fabrics, etc. However, wine was a special commodity and was not allowed to be sold privately.

"Can we exchange food for wine?" Wang Bin asked.

"Yes, but if you bring coarse grains, you can only exchange them for red potato wine and sorghum wine. If you bring fine grains, you can exchange them for the two best grain wines."

The boss had no business for a while, so he sat down and chatted with Wang Bin.

Wang Bin first asked some questions casually, and then said: "Is it difficult to make wine? Can I buy some koji from you and go back to make some wine myself and drink it myself?"

"How do you say this?"

The boss said: "It's difficult for those who don't know it, but it's not difficult for those who know it. Brewing is also a craft. If you don't have the foundation to make wine directly before, you will definitely not be able to do it."

If Wang Bin had a small amount, he would just bring the grain in exchange for wine, but he had more grain, so he couldn't pull several carts of grain in exchange for wine. Others would not be able to have enough to eat. How could you have so much grain?

That's why Wang Bin came up with the idea of ​​learning how to make wine. He has no shortage of food and spiritual spring water, so the wine he brews will definitely be delicious. When he can do business, he will take out the stored wine and sell it. Then he will definitely be able to sell it. Very high price.

By [-], if we sold grain directly, it would be very eye-catching. It would be better to sell wine directly to digest the stored grain.

Wang Bin asked seriously: "Master, will you accept a disciple? I'll learn winemaking from you."