After the vicious adoptive mother gave up, the scumbag children regretted it

Chapter 272: Alcohol Monopoly

"why?"

Shen Nanzhi poured another glass of wine for the shopkeeper, and he naturally spoke the truth after drinking too much.

The shopkeeper said, "All the wine in our county is sold by the Lin family. Anyone who sells wine must use their wine, otherwise something bad will happen."

"Oh, monopoly, or malicious monopoly? What is the background of this Lin family?"

"This is not a secret in the county, but no one dares to tell outsiders. I like you, so I only told you that the Lin family is the uncle's family of County Magistrate Jiang. Do you understand?"

Shen Nanzhi nodded: "Oh, collusion between officials and businessmen?"

"Hush, don't tell the truth. If people find out, something bad will happen."

"I understand. Don't worry. I won't say anything more. Thank you very much, boss."

The shopkeeper drank too much without realizing it. After all, the alcohol content of the wine was high, and he was used to drinking thick wine, so he couldn't stand the strong liquor.

Shen Nanzhi also drank a few glasses. She could drink a lot of alcohol. She had tried it in the space and she could drink a pound of corn wine without any problem.

When I have nothing to do, I go back to my room to rest, and go to the space to play with the tiger cub and train it to be obedient.

Corn wine is still being brewed. Shen Nanzhi bought many huge wine vats to store countless wines, consuming more than half of the grain in the space. This way, the stored wine is more mellow and tastes better.

Considering the speed of time flow in space, these wines have been stored in the cellar for at least ten years, just waiting for her to open up the sales of the wines, and then they will be transformed into countless white silver and golden gold.

This is not wine, this is money.

Wine lees can be used to raise pigs and is also a very good feed. Now there are thousands of pigs in her space, and they are still breeding.

There are tens of thousands of poultry such as chickens, ducks and geese, which are thrown into the mountains and forests to roam freely. The chicken and duck eggs collected every day cannot be eaten, so they are made into salted duck eggs and preserved eggs, and then sold at the right time.

There are not many cattle and sheep, about thousands of each. There are fewer cows. After all, beef was not allowed to be sold in ancient times. You have to be careful when eating it yourself, and it will be troublesome if you are reported. There are only two hundred of them, which will be left for the village to use as working oxen.

The sheep herd grew very fast and now numbered over 800. Thinking about mutton, Shen Nanzhi started craving for hotpot. So, she would have a hotpot meal when she found Shen Desheng.

There were also a few horses that she had taken in accidentally. Now she found two more foals, looking at her with their big wet eyes, which were very cute.

The space has not been well taken care of and is growing wildly. Shen Nanzhi doesn't have big ambitions and just wants to live a leisurely and comfortable life. She has never thought about dominating the world, so why bother with so much effort?

There was a voice outside. It was Shen Changan and the others who came back. Shen Nanzhi came out and asked, "Any news?"

Everyone shook their heads. "No, we went to teahouses, hotels, gambling houses, brothels, and other places. We spent a lot of money, but no one had ever heard of their names."

Shen Nanzhi touched his chin. This was strange. No one was seen alive or dead. Could it be that they were not in the county town?

That's not right. Someone wrote in a letter before, saying that the sausages were selling very well and the people liked to eat them very much. However, they were excluded by local merchants, bullied by police officers, and exploited by the underworld, so they couldn't sell them well. They had to find good connections to produce them in large quantities.

"You all go and have a rest. Leave this matter to me."

Shen Changan felt a little ashamed: "We are so useless. We can't do anything well. How can we have the nerve to rest?"

Shen Nanzhi said, "You can do better if you have a good rest. Just do your best. If you are bored, get on good terms with the innkeeper and help him set up the kang. Helping others will also make things easier for yourself."

This is good. They are all experts in making kangs, and doing some work is easier than going out to inquire about information.

Shen Nanzhi saw that there was more light in their eyes and their fighting spirit had been restored. She felt a little helpless. After all, they were country people. They were good at work, but they lacked the ability to get things done.

The environment shapes people's character, there is nothing we can do about it. I hope their descendants can be more promising and take a different path.

Shen Nanzhi first went to a garment store and bought the most high-end silk gown. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and good clothes make it easier to do things.

Shen Changan followed her to be a servant because Shen Nanzhi wanted to bring him up. This child is brave and smart, and he will be a good helper in the future.

He also bought two sets of decent clothes for Shen Changan. Both of them looked very different, like a young master and a servant from a wealthy family.

"Go to the teahouse."

Teahouses have always been the place where information circulates most. Shen Changan said, "We've been there too, but we didn't get anything."

"That's because you don't know how to listen. To get information, you have to start with the details and take the initiative. You can't just wait for others to give you what you want, right?"

I’m not God’s biological son, so how could such a good thing happen to me?

There were still a few tables of people in the teahouse, but it seemed a little deserted. The waiters were greeting customers listlessly and looked listless.

This damn snowy day really leaves no way for people to survive.

Shen Nanzhi found a conspicuous place to sit down. The waiter's eyes lit up. This man seemed to be rich, so he quickly came to greet him, "Sir, you look unfamiliar. Are you from out of town? What kind of tea would you like to drink?"

"You have the best tea here. It's hard to find good tea in a remote place. Just drink some and have some snacks. It's so cold in this teahouse. No wonder there are so few people."

The waiter wiped the table and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. It's so cold, no matter how many stoves we burn, it's useless. We've already done our best."

The main problem is that charcoal is expensive, and if you burn too much, you will lose money. The shopkeeper can do nothing about it. If it weren't for the old customers who come frequently, he would have wanted to close the shop.

Shen Nanzhi said impatiently: "Small places are poor. If my father hadn't forced me to go out and travel, and the road was blocked by heavy snow, who would want to stay here? There is no fun at all, it's unlucky!"

The guy didn't dare to offend him and retreated with a wry smile.

The middle-aged man at the next table looked at him for a few times. Shen Nanzhi frowned: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone as handsome as me?"

Shen Changan couldn't help but cough. What Sister Nan Zhi said really deserved a beating. Wasn't she just looking for trouble?

Those who can afford to come to the teahouse are all of status. The middle-aged man said disdainfully: "You young man really don't know etiquette. Let me see what's wrong with you? You are not a grown-up girl, how can you be short of meat?"

Shen Changan thought to himself, she really is a grown-up girl, you must have misjudged her.

Shen Nanzhi put one leg on the stool and said arrogantly: "This young master is more noble than the young lady. Do you know who I am? I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"

The middle-aged man became interested. "In this county, no one can scare me. Even the county magistrate is polite to me. Tell me, what is your origin?"

"The county magistrate is nothing. He has to be polite when he sees me. I don't even think highly of him. Listen carefully, my last name is Yang, and Magistrate Yang is my father."

Shen Changan: “…”

He lowered his head and dared not look at anyone, for fear that his guilty expression would be seen through. Sister Nan Zhi was really bold to say that he was impersonating Young Master Yang!