Fan Jin opened the lid and poured the wine from behind.

Hu Wenhua was only responsible for collecting money. He suddenly realized that it didn't matter if he didn't come; he and his son could handle it perfectly well.

After all that work, only three to five pounds were left.

Fan He, however, was tidying up the cups and bamboo tubes used for tasting.

"Dahe, do you have any more? Can you sell them somewhere else?" Hu Wenhua asked hurriedly.

He saw that it was selling well here, and besides, there were only three to five pounds left, so there was no need to go elsewhere.

"Uncle, it's not that we're going to sell it elsewhere, it's that we're not selling it anymore," Fan He said with a smile.

Hu Wenhua was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

Before his uncle could ask, Fan He explained in detail, "My mother told us that relying solely on retail sales is too time-consuming and laborious, so we need to find big customers!"

"How do we find them?" Hu Wenhua knew, of course, that big clients were valuable, but how did he find them?

"Uncle, think about it. Your maternal grandfather sold pork. Weren't the wonton stalls, restaurants, and steamed bun shops his regular customers?"

Were the wealthy man's mansion and the official a big guest?

"Of course, we wine sellers go to restaurants and inns," Fan He patiently instructed as he packed his things.

My uncle is going back to Niutou Town soon to make and sell rice wine, so of course I need to learn these skills!

His mother taught him, and then brought his uncle along, probably hoping that his uncle could learn by watching.

Hu Wenhua was filled with deep doubt. Was he not even as good as his little nephew?

Fan Jin remained as gentle and refined as ever, neither hasty nor impatient.

When he was setting up his stall, he would buy wine and collect the cups for tasting; when he was closing up, he would drive his oxcart.

The three of them visited several good restaurants and eateries along the way, and Fan He led Hu Wenhua to discuss these matters.

Hu Wenhua's shock was beyond words.

His nephew quoted the restaurant owner 20 coins per catty, which he could sell at a higher price; but the restaurant owner quoted 18 coins per catty.

He told the shopkeeper that they charged 20 coins per catty outside, and that other restaurants also paid the same price. Even if his boss asked, it would be the same.

After tasting the rice wine, the shopkeeper immediately ordered ten jin (5 kg) and indicated that he would recommend their rice wine to customers!

The quantity will be adjusted based on the amount sold.

Hu Wenhua thought for a long time before suddenly realizing the truth!

The two coins for the pound or so were the kickback for the shopkeeper.

Moreover, all prices are the same outside, so even if his boss talks to other restaurant owners, he's not afraid of being exposed. The manager can take the kickback with peace of mind.

Fan He wanted to say that his mother's teachings were very helpful.

However, my mother instructed me not to say that I taught her everything.

He didn't know why, but his mother told him not to say it, so he didn't!

We negotiated with more than ten shops along the way, and successfully closed eleven deals, ordering a total of ninety catties of rice wine.

There still needs to be some left for retail sales. Fan He stopped, thinking about the amount of rice wine his eldest sister had mentioned that could be produced tomorrow. "Father, Uncle, that's about enough. Let's go home."

Any more and I'm afraid there won't be enough rice wine.

Fan Jin replied with an "okay".

Hu Wenhua was even more excited to return than when he arrived.

Ninety jin have already been sold before tomorrow even arrives!

How excited and happy Mother and my eldest sister Yanqiu will be when they find out!

As the three men turned to walk back in the oxcart, a figure suddenly rushed out of the dark alley and fell to the ground at Hu Wenhua's feet.

"Help me!"