"Don't worry, old man. We will work hard and make Xujia Village famous!"

“Yes, yes!”

…

The old man smiled and nodded, saying, "I believe in you all. You can do it. Okay, everyone, go back and rest quickly! Get your spirits up and start work on time at noon tomorrow. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"clear!"

The crowd dispersed, and the Xu family returned home. Qibao said, "This wine needs to be set aside for two months before it can be opened. Therefore, the wine made each day must be separated and marked with the date to avoid mistakes later."

"Well, your uncle has already ordered the jars for the wine. When the time comes, just mark the date on each jar and put the ones with the same date together." The old man thought for a moment and nodded.

Seeing that his grandfather had already come up with an idea, Qibao had been teaching his family at home how to make wine in the past few days. He also told them some important details. The most important thing was that the fruit used to make wine could not have a drop of water on it.

The next day, the Xu family got up early and after breakfast, they came to the workshop. Many villagers who arrived early were standing at the door.

Old Man Lin and Mrs. Sun also got up early. When the time was almost up, Zhang Chunxi and Li Fugui ran over panting.

Li Fugui said, "I'm sorry, uncle. The road is a bit long, so I'm a little late!"

The old man said, "You are not late. The others are just close by, so they came so early."

Seeing that everyone was there, Old Man Lin took everyone to the orchard to start picking fruit. He also gave each grape-picking worker a pair of scissors, for fear that someone would accidentally tear the vines.

Because of the magical spring water, these grapes not only grew in large numbers, but were also all the same size, with a particularly strong aroma. Even the workers picking the fruit couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The old man said, "Everyone can try it. You must know how your own cooking tastes."

Some people listened to the old man, picked one, peeled it and put it in their mouths.

"Mmm! They're delicious! Much better than the wild grapes from up in the mountains. These grapes are just the right amount of sweet and sour, and they're also very juicy!"

"Yes, the wine made with this kind of fruit will definitely taste great!"

Although everyone liked the taste, they only tried a few and stopped eating.

Qibao was very satisfied. The villagers were not greedy and knew their limits.

After filling up all the bamboo baskets I brought, I returned to the workshop and started washing the fruits. After washing, I went to pick more fruits while they were still wet. When I came back, the fruits I had washed earlier were basically dry.

Next, Zhang and her colleagues began to teach these women how to make fruit wine.

Qibao watched from the side and nodded with satisfaction. They taught very seriously and carefully, and there were no mistakes.

Because most of them were women, in order to avoid suspicion, Old Man Lin handed the warehouse over to Zhang Chunxi and Li Fugui. He couldn't let two grown men squeeze in to work among a bunch of women, as the men in their families would definitely feel uncomfortable.

There are also a few teenagers who are responsible for doing some groceries, and then help pick fruit when they have time.

Because they were novices, they could only brew about four or five jars of each kind of fruit wine that day. However, Qibao was not in a hurry. Quality was the most important thing. Once they were all familiar with it, the subsequent operations would be much faster.

Zhang Chunxi and Li Fugui moved the brewed wine to the warehouse. Since they had never been to school, they could not write at all. Old Man Lin planned to teach them to write the date. Old Man Lin was confident about those few words. He had learned a lot of words during his time at the Xu family. The months and dates were very easy. He could learn them himself. How could two people younger than him not be able to learn them?

After returning to the Xu family, Zhang said, "I'll be checking on him every day these days. I won't feel at ease until I can completely let him go."

Li also said, "Yes, I am worried. If I make a mistake at any step, this jar of wine will be wasted!"

Lin also said: "We are together, but all the household affairs will fall on my mother-in-law!"

Wang smiled and said, "Hey! What's the big deal? I'm not unable to work, so don't worry! It's just cooking and cleaning, right? It's not tiring! The most important thing is the workshop."

Qibao listened to them with a smile on his face. It really was a big family that cared for and understood each other. Qibao just liked such a family.

In the next few days, the three sisters-in-law were instructing the workers in the workshop every day, and they had lunch in the workshop's canteen. The cook was a woman in her forties from the village who was specially hired. She only had to cook one meal a day and didn't need to do anything else. Although their wages were not as much as those wine-making workers, they had an easier job.

Until they were able to let go completely, the three sisters-in-law stopped going to the workshop every day. Old Man Lin became more and more proficient in the work, and even immersed himself in it. Every day was fulfilling. Sun also often went to the workshop to help. She finally felt that she was not just eating for free at the Xu family, and she could also help her granddaughter with some things. She was very happy in her heart and enjoyed being busy every day.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the sun is shining every day. People only need to wear a slightly thicker piece of clothing.

Today, Shopkeeper Tong came to the Xu family. Qibao was a little surprised. The old man invited him to the main room and asked, "I wonder if Shopkeeper Tong came here in person today for something?"

Shopkeeper Tong said, "We're all old acquaintances, so I won't beat around the bush. The truth is, your family used to make potato flour, and our boss wrote to us saying the old man really likes it, so he asked me to come and ask if you can mass-produce it and supply it to our restaurants."

The old man thought for a moment and said, "This was originally made for our family to eat, but we didn't expect that Mr. Su would write to us specially. Let's put it this way. This matter is a bit sudden. Let me discuss it with my family and I will definitely give you a reply as soon as possible."

"Okay, then have your boss come and inform me. I won't stay any longer. It's almost noon, and I have to hurry back."

The master said, "Okay, then, Manager Tong, please go on your way. We won't stay any longer."

After seeing off Shopkeeper Tong, the family sat together and the old man asked, "Qibao, what do you think?"

The old man said, "If we want to supply Zuixianlou, we will definitely need a lot. We don't have time to make potato flour at the moment, but we have to make money. The village is already saturated, and even if we recruit people, we can only recruit people from other villages."

"Yeah, Qibao is right. Is there any other good solution?"

Qibao said, "How about this, the families of the eldest and second aunts are also close by, so why don't we let them do it? This way we don't need to look for people from other villages. Besides, they are familiar with the people in their own village and know them well, so we can feel more at ease."

Zhang and Li were overwhelmed with excitement when they heard this. They asked, "Qibao, is what you said true? Are you willing to hand this business over to our family?"