Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

The news that Sun Qingshan became the public manager of the tavern quickly spread throughout the courtyard.

The most envied person in the hospital is Liu Haizhong, who has always wanted to be an official.

"That kid Sun Qingshan has become an official."

Liu Haizhong's jealousy was about to burst through the sky.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong's two sons, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, were terrified when they saw their father like this.

"Mom and Dad, I need to go to the bathroom."

"I'll go as well."

The Liu Guangtian brothers wanted to escape from this troubled area.

It’s a pity that Liu Haizhong didn’t give them a chance.

"Still going to the bathroom?"

"Sun Qingshan became the manager of a tavern at the age of 20, but you two lazy asses only know how to go to the toilet."

"Let's see how I deal with you."

Liu Haizhong looked around, picked up the broom at home, and started beating the two brothers!

"what!"

"Dad, I was wrong. Don't hit me anymore. I was wrong."

.............

The screams of the Liu Guangtian brothers echoed throughout the courtyard.

It was not until midnight that the screams died down.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Sun Qingshan got up early and came to the tavern after having breakfast.

"Hey."

After looking around the tavern and thinking that he would be alone in the future, Sun Qingshan sighed.

But then Sun Qingshan adjusted his mentality.

He also wants to use the spiritual spring water to make wine.

Sun Qingshan soaked all the sorghum rice that Grandpa Wu had bought in spiritual spring water, and then cooked it with the spiritual spring water.

Follow Mr. Wu’s steps one by one, seal it tightly and let it ferment.

By the time Sun Qingshan finished all these, it was already afternoon outside.

At this time, there were already quite a few cart drivers in the alley, pulling their carts and preparing to go home to rest.

Originally, Sun Qingshan was preparing to pack up and go home.

As a result, before the door of the tavern could be closed, the aroma of wine could be smelled.

"Did the wine leak somewhere?"

Sun Qingshan was worried that something might have happened, so he started looking around hurriedly.

Finally I discovered that the fragrance was coming from the jar that had just been sealed today.

"what 's wrong?"

"Could it be possible that the spiritual spring water could also shorten the fermentation time?"

Sun Qingshan felt that this seemed possible, so he immediately opened the jar and found that it had indeed fermented.

So Sun Qingshan decided to just prepare the wine before going back.

The aroma of wine gradually wafted out from the tavern.

At this time, Old Man Wang was pulling a cart, preparing to finish work and go home.

He took a lot of work today and earned fifty cents. Old man Wang planned to go to the supply and marketing cooperative outside the alley to buy some wine and have a nice drink in the evening.

Before he walked out of the alley, Old Man Wang smelled a strong aroma of alcohol.

"Hey, this wine smells so good!"

Old man Wang followed the smell of wine and came to the outside of the tavern.

"This tavern actually has such delicious wine."

Old man Wang bought wine here once four or five years ago and never came here again.

The reason is that the wine is not tasty at all and it makes you drunk.

When Old Man Wang walked into the tavern, Sun Qingshan had already filled the wine.

"Little comrade, have you got any new wine here?"

“It smells so good.”

Old man Wang walked in and found that the person selling wine had changed from an old man to a young comrade.

"No, I brewed it myself."

"Would you like to come and get some drinks, old comrade?"

Sun Qingshan didn't expect that there would be business, so he recommended it with a smile.

"You brewed it?" Old Man Wang looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, "Can I have a taste?"

"sure!"

Sun Qingshan saw the doubt in Old Man Wang's eyes, so he decided to let him taste the wine first.

Bringing a small cup of one or two liang, Sun Qingshan poured half of it and then handed it to the other party.

Old man Wang took the wine with both hands, put his nose close to it to smell it, and then took a small sip.

“It tastes heavier than the wine sold in the supply and marketing cooperative.”

Old man Wang's eyes lit up. This wine is good!

"How much is this wine? Do you need a ticket?"

Old man Wang thought that if it was cheap, he would buy two taels of it and take it back to drink.

"If you have a wine ticket, it's one yuan per pound. If you don't have a wine ticket, it's one yuan and two hundred yuan per pound."

Sun Qingshan thought that the cost of sorghum wine was here, and he could use sweet potatoes to make wine later, which would be cheaper then.

"I have a wine ticket, give me two taels."

Although Old Man Wang thinks it is a bit expensive, the wine tastes good.

He handed over the money and the water bottle.

"it is good."

Sun Qingshan put the money into the drawer and poured two taels of wine for the old man Wang.

"Comrade, will you make some cheap wine in the future?"

Old man Wang looked at Sun Qingshan and said, "The wine tastes good, but it's too expensive."

It's okay to drink occasionally, but if he drinks it for a long time, Old Man Wang won't be able to afford it even if he sells all his belongings.

Sun Qingshan nodded and said, "Yes, I will make cheaper wine later."

"well."

Old man Wang nodded with a smile, then went out and left pulling his cart.

Seeing that no one was coming, Sun Qingshan closed the door.

Just about to turn around and go home.

Then I saw Yan Bugui and a young man, who was carrying a wine jug, running over happily.

"Qingshan, wait a moment, wait a moment."

Yan Bugui waved his hand.

"Uncle, what do you want?"

Sun Qingshan asked.

"Let's buy some wine."

Yan Bugui said with a smile.

"How did Qingshan feel on his first day at work after becoming the manager of the public office?"

Yan Bugui looked at Sun Qingshan jokingly.

"It's the same as always."

Sun Qingshan took a look at the young man brought by Yan Bugui and felt that Yan Bugui was not holding back his fart well.

Most likely he wants to plot something against the other party.

"Qingshan, the teacher wants to buy some wine from you."

"Can you make it cheaper?"

Yan Bugui looked at Sun Qingshan with a smile.

"How much do you want to buy?"

"If you want more, I can give you a cheaper price."

Sun Qingshan asked.

"Fifteen pounds."

"Is it okay if I don't have a drink ticket, comrade?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

“You can, but it will be more expensive.”

Sun Qingshan looked the other person up and down.

"Can we have a look at the wine first?"

"I plan to use it at my own wedding banquet. My future father-in-law also likes to drink."

“So I want to buy something of good quality.”

The young man looked at the tavern and decided not to buy any wine here.

He thought it was impossible to find good wine in such a place, and the reason he didn't turn around and leave was because of his colleague Yan Bugui.

"Row!"

Sun Qingshan opened the lock and walked in with the two of them.

"Qingshan, have you got any new wine in your store?"

As soon as Yan Bugui came in, he smelled a strong aroma of wine.

The young man was even more surprised.

"No, I brewed it myself."

Sun Qingshan brought the young man to the jar of wine, opened it and let him smell it.

"That's fine, comrade. How much is this wine per pound?"

The young man asked Sun Qingshan excitedly.

"One dollar and twenty cents. If you have a drink ticket, it's one dollar."

Sun Qingshan said.

The young man nodded. He felt that considering the quality of the wine, the price was not expensive.

"One dollar and twenty cents is one dollar and twenty cents. Give me fifteen kilograms. I have the ticket for five kilograms."

The young man handed the wine jug, seventeen dollars and the drink ticket in his hand to the other party.

Sun Qingshan collected the money and poured 15 kilograms of wine for the young man.

"Teacher Yan, please bring me to this tavern today."

The young man was grateful to Yan Bugui.

"No trouble, no trouble."

Yan Bugui smiled and waved his hand, feeling very happy when he thought that he had earned five cents by selling his family's wine ticket to the other party.

After getting the wine, the young man left with a smile.

Sun Qingshan then said, "How much money did Uncle San make from others this time?"