Jiang Zhongping bowed his head and said in a stuffy voice, "but if you marry Miss Si, we won't even have anyone to start a family in the future."
"We can adopt a son from another family!"
Jiang Zhongping was stunned.
He really didn't think about it.
"Who is willing to give us his son?"
Jiang Linhai took a hard smoke and said, "I've been thinking about this for a long time. Since it's going to be adopted, it's better to adopt the people of the Jiang family. We are all of the same family. We are half a family. We won't raise a white eyed wolf like the third in the future. "
When it comes to the third, he deliberately accentuates his tone, which means gnashing his teeth.
The Jiang family is the surname of Yunshan village. One third of the people in the village are surnamed Jiang. Because there are too many people, Jiang Zhongping doesn't know how to start.
Finally, Jiang Linhai showed him a bright way.
"There are many grandchildren in my eldest brother's family, and his family is not in good condition. We can't support so many children. Let's go to his family and see if we can adopt a son from his family to our family."
Jiang Zhongping had no impression of his uncle. He just remembered that his uncle's family was very poor, so he nodded: "OK, listen to Dad."
In fact, Jiang Zhongping still prefers to leave his daughter at home to recruit a son-in-law than his successor. After all, he is his own daughter and is closer to him than he brought from outside. However, Jiang Sisi would rather die than recruit a son-in-law at home. In addition, his father is exerting pressure again. He has no choice but to compromise.
Therefore, Jiang Sisi stopped recruiting a son-in-law at home, and the Jiang family turned their attention to the adoption.
Jiang Wei didn't know about the mess of the Jiang family, and she didn't want to know.
Recently, she is trying to increase the concentration of alcohol and plans to get an alcohol out for disinfection.
The premise of purifying alcohol is to make wine.
There is no prohibition on wine in southern Chu, and people can also make wine. For example, people with a lot of food in their family will brew one or two jars of wine every year to entertain guests, but if they make wine to sell, they have to go to the county government to register. Only after the liquor making order is obtained can they be eligible for liquor sales. In the future, 40% of the profits will be paid as liquor tax for every kilogram of liquor sold.
The main reason for this is to curb people's excessive brewing.
After all, wine making needs food. There is no hybrid rice or organic fertilizer these days. The harvest in the field depends on the mood of the Lord, so the grain output is very limited. If people use a large amount of grain for wine making, it is likely to lead to soaring grain prices. At that time, poor people can't afford food and can only starve to death, so there will be famine.
The topic is far away.
Besides, when it comes to purifying alcohol, Jiang Weiwei doesn't know many ways to make wine, that is, brewing and distillation.
Most of the brewing wines these days are rice wine and yellow rice wine. The concentration of this wine is relatively low, sweet and not very intoxicating.
Jiang Weiwei wants high concentration spirits, so he can only use distillation.
The Baijiu, which she usually disinfect, is the product after distillation.
Distilled liquor is not popular now, and the way of distillation is almost controlled by the big family. Therefore, the output of Baijiu is low, the price of Baijiu is generally expensive, and few people in the village are willing to spend money on it.
She plans to make her own wine. Part of the wine is reserved for her own use and part is sent to huaiwei Inn for guests.
However, in this way, you have to register with the county government first.
Fortunately, they made friends with the county magistrate and successfully obtained the brewing order.
Jiang Weiwei drew a structural diagram of the distiller on the paper.
She had done some purification experiments in medical school before and knew what the structure of the distiller was.
She gave the drawing to Gu Fei and asked him to find someone to make it.
Then she sent someone to buy some koji from someone who made wine in the village. These koji can help rice ferment better and convert the sugar contained in rice into alcohol.
The fermentation process takes some time, and the distiller is also under construction. Next, Jiang Weiwei temporarily put aside the brewing business and continued to indulge in the work of treating people.
When Zhao got up early this morning, he felt dizzy and itchy.
She couldn't help grabbing and grabbing. People sat on the edge of the bed for a long time and couldn't stand up.
Chen Yugui came to her for food for breakfast as usual. Seeing that she looked very bad, she hurriedly asked, "Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you sick? Let me get you a doctor. "
"I'm not sick. What doctor do you see? And send money to the dead girl in pingbaijiang! " While swearing, Zhao propped himself on the bed and wanted to stand up.
Chen Yugui reached out to help her. As soon as she touched her wrist, Chen Yugui exclaimed.
"Ah, your hands are so hot!"
Zhao couldn't feel her body hot. She scolded angrily, "what's Hu Li? I'm very good! "
She struggled to get up, but her hands and feet could not make her strength.
Now she was a little flustered.
She sat back in bed and said weakly, "my skull hurts. I want to sleep again."
Chen Yugui asked carefully, "that breakfast..."
Zhao didn't want to care about the food at the moment. He untied the key at his waist and threw it in front of Chen Yugui: "go and get the food yourself. Don't take more. I'll check it later. If you find that you take more, I won't kill you."
"Mom, how dare I? Take a break and I'll bring it to your house when I've made breakfast. "
Chen Yugui looked down at Zhao lying down and opened the cabinet with the key. She didn't dare to take more. She only took the same amount of grain as usual, and then locked the cabinet door.
When breakfast was ready, everyone in the family got up, and Zhao still lay in the room.
Chen Yugui walked into the upper room with brown rice porridge and saw Zhao scratching his arm.
When she got closer, she turned pale with fear, her hands trembled violently, and her rice bowl fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
She seemed to be greatly stimulated and didn't speak neatly.
"Mom, your arm... On your arm..."
Zhao was already dizzy at this time, and her brain was not very innocent. When she heard Chen Yugui's cry, she instinctively scolded: "you loser, a good bowl will be lost by you. Wait for me. When I get up, I won't kill you!"
As she spoke, she looked down at her arm.
In order to facilitate scratching, her sleeves had been rolled up by her. At this time, it could be clearly seen that there were large red spots on her arms, which was shocking.
Zhao was immediately frightened.
She just grabbed it casually. Why did she catch so many red pimples?!
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