Wang Yulan's actions made Zhang Mingtu feel that she was making a fuss over nothing for a moment. He didn't think distillation was that difficult.
This is just the knowledge level of junior high and high school students in the previous life. Basically, any junior high and high school student can do it if you explain the principles to him.
But thinking of his future as shown in the Book of Life and Death, he couldn't help but feel that Wang Yulan's actions were very reasonable.
Later, many scientific laws were very simple to explain and seemed very simple.
But in fact, if no one points it out and no one makes changes, it may remain the same for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Winemaking had precedents as early as the Xia Dynasty, but distillation was not truly invented until after the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
This development took thousands of years.
This shows that distillation is still a bit difficult.
If no one understands it, it may take hundreds or even thousands of years for anyone to develop it.
However, Zhang Mingtu does not want to continue to follow the path of strict confidentiality.
He had walked through it last time, and the results hadn't been very good.
This time, he wanted to try something different.
"If we just keep it secret, I'm afraid we won't get rich. Even if we pass it down, it won't be very rich."
"Mom, what do you think about handing this secret recipe over to the Zhang family and the escort agency?"
Wang Yulan was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, nodded and shook her head.
"The family wouldn't be so corrupt as to embezzle these things, but this matter needs to be handled slowly. It's a serious matter, so your father needs to come back so we can discuss it together."
It’s no wonder that Wang Yulan is cautious. Being able to brew fine wine, especially top-notch wine, can make you rich in any era.
Don’t you see that in the future, the pillar of the A-share market is not technology stocks or startup stocks, but Moutai.
Although Wang Yulan didn't think too much about it, she still had some doubts in her heart. The profit in the wine business was too huge.
You can buy a pound of ordinary low-quality rice wine for ten cents, and even worse quality for five cents.
The wine produced by Zhang Mingtu through distillation is clear and transparent with a rich taste.
Even if it is not very famous, it can still be considered a fine wine and can at least be sold for two taels of silver.
If the packaging is exquisite and word of mouth has spread for a period of time, five taels of silver will not be difficult to come by.
It can be purified through ordinary rice wine. One pound of ordinary rice wine can be purified into nearly half a pound, which is an exaggerated profit.
Such a secret recipe is enough to bring about fatal disaster.
Even among the same clan, it is not that safe.
After all, even brothers can fight against each other, let alone family members. In ancient times, there were many cases where families were wiped out.
At this point, we have to be wary of human nature.
At least, put yourself in their shoes and imagine what it would be like if a distant relative of your family handed you a Moutai-level recipe.
Zhang Mingtu was sure that he could not commit murder for money.
But Zhang Mingtu couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't give more profits to himself and less benefits to others.
Therefore, this matter is quite a test of one's heart. Having experienced being murdered for money before, Zhang Mingtu did not dare to take it lightly.
However, in the last round of tests, Zhangjiaweiyuan Escort Agency did not take any direct action to embezzle the secret recipe, but instead provided a lot of protection.
On this point, Zhang Mingtu chose to give the Zhang family more trust.
Of course, being cautious is the only way to survive in the world.
The girl was from the Zhang family. The reason why she didn't steal the secret recipe might be because the restaurant had already grown big and was quite famous at that time.
In addition, the reputation of Zhang Mingtu's unique secret recipe had already spread. If the Zhang family tried to embezzle the secret recipe at that time, it would be a laughing stock.
After all, we are all members of the Zhang family, so we still have to have some dignity towards each other, especially when the cost of being shameless is too high and it is easy to cause people to lose their morale.
"I have an idea. I can give some to the neighbors instead of selling the wine first.
"Just say it's a recipe I got from my grandfather. It's difficult to brew, and I've only gotten a little bit over the years..."
"In this way, when my father comes back, he can borrow the recipe to discuss it with the family, which can be considered as foreshadowing in advance.
"At least everyone in the family who is familiar with us knows that this recipe is ours..."
"What about the subsequent production issues? After all, our production is not small?"
Wang Yulan was unable to get around the idea for a moment, while Zhang Mingtu smiled slightly.
"If the family treats us well, then the formula is improved by the family. If the family treats us unsatisfactorily, then the formula is improved by us..."
"Ah, this?"
Wang Yulan thought for a long time before she finally came to her senses. She couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You have a crazy brain. I don't know what's wrong with you."
"Does that mean you agree?"
"You've thought it through so well, why would you disagree?"
"Then I'll take a jar first!"
Zhang Mingtu bent down and picked up a small jar of distilled liquor. Without waiting for Wang Yulan to say anything, he ran out.
It was already late at this time, with only the afterglow of the setting sun remaining.
Zhang Mingtu identified the path and walked straight to the training ground.
Before I even reached the martial arts arena, I saw a one-armed old man lying on a recliner from a distance.
The old man was still in the same posture as before, lazily lying in the recliner, holding an equally lazy tabby cat in his arms.
The postures and movements of the man and the cat are almost the same, just like a big cat leading a kitten.
Zhang Mingtu walked over quickly, and only when he was almost in front of the old man did the old man open his eyes lazily.
"You're the child of the Jishi family. How come you have time to come here?"
Zhang Mingtu stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "I'm grateful for your guidance, senior. I have no way to repay you, but I've always been thinking about you. So, I made some good wine at home, and I secretly brought some over."
"I don't……"
Without waiting for the old man to refuse, Zhang Mingtu slapped the lid of the jar open.
Slightly shaking the jar, a strong aroma of wine emanated from it. The old man's eyes, which had only been slightly opened, suddenly widened.
What surprised Zhang Mingtu was that the tabby cat in the old man's arms was doing the same action.
Then the next old man and the tabby cat moved their heads forward at the same time, their nostrils vibrating continuously.
Zhang Mingtu was stunned by the coordinated movements.
"Since it was given to me specially, it would be rude of me to refuse."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mingtu felt his right arm lighten, and the jar of wine fell into the old man's hand. He picked it up with one arm, tilted his head back and gulped down a big gulp.
“Good wine!”
After taking a sip of wine, he exhaled the alcohol and exclaimed loudly.
Then, under Zhang Mingtu's astonished gaze, he held up the wine jar in one hand and moved in front of the tabby cat.
The tabby cat was not polite either. It dived into the wine jar and gulped down a big gulp.
After coming out, he also burped loudly like the old man.
“Good wine!”
Zhang Mingtu automatically gave the tabby cat a voice in his mind, and was deeply impressed by the man and cat in front of him.
"As expected of a master!"
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