The next morning, Ma Mingfeng took the excuse of going out to enjoy the surrounding scenery, and brought two servants and an old servant from home, pretending to be a businessman, to the Mao Village, secretly looking for the brewing master.

It has to be said that although this town is not big, it is still quite lively. Goods from all over the country gather here, including those who sell grain, those who sell needles, those who sell rouge and powder, and those who sell local delicacies... There are many, many, but strangely, there are no wine in the local area.

Ma Mingfeng was surprised. He walked into a teahouse and lowered his voice and said that he wanted to buy some wine. However, the owner's face changed drastically and immediately bombarded Ma Mingfeng and others.

Ma Mingfeng was even more surprised. He had never seen such a business. Even if you didn’t say it directly, wouldn’t it be over? How could he be able to blow himself out? Is there any conspiracy here?

Ma Mingfeng knew that even if there was a song, he would not find out the specific news even if he asked around like this. So after some consideration, Ma Mingfeng decided to start with Chunwang.

So Ma Mingfeng glanced at Chunwang and said slowly: "Chunwang, if I remember correctly, you should be a native of Zunyi Mansion, right? Otherwise, why would you be so familiar with this Mao Village?"

Chunwang was shocked when he saw this, but at this time he didn't care about this, and knelt down on the ground and said to Ma Mingfeng: "Old man, the young man is indeed a native of Zunyi Mansion, and the young man is a native of Mao Village. The young man's grandfather is the most famous winemaker in Mao Village. Now he is already seventeen years old. My grandfather used the water from Sifangjing to brew good wine, but was forcibly banned. Sifangjing was also occupied by Mr. Gu. The young man received a letter from his grandfather in the first few days, saying that if he could use Sifangjing to brew good wine in his lifetime, he would die without regrets. The young man felt something. In order to fulfill his grandfather's wish, he tricked the young man to Mao Village. Because the young man knew that if he wanted to leave without regrets, only you can do it in this world... "

"Get up first and take me to see your grandfather. I want to see if he is a real winemaker first?" Ma Mingfeng pointed to a water bag on the horse's back and said, "The water in this water bag was mined from Sifang Well. Although it is only thirty or fifty kilograms at most, it should be enough to brew a small-scale jar of wine."

"Thank you, thank you, I will take you to see my grandfather now." Chunwang was full of joy and kowtowed to Ma Mingfeng again, then got up and took everyone to find his grandfather.

The group walked and stopped and finally arrived at a small courtyard that looked a bit desolate and dilapidated. The weeds in the courtyard were half a person tall, and the roof of the thatched hut was even more dilapidated. Ma Mingfeng felt that whenever a strong wind blew, the roof could be lifted away.

Chunwang felt very sad. After so many years, the father and son, as slaves, have been following their masters, and have not taken care of the elderly in the family at all. Since the second uncle passed away, the elderly were lonely and helpless and lost their most basic livelihood. It was really a miserable old age.

Chunwang choked and called softly in the yard: "Grandpa, Wang'er is here to see you."

Then I heard a trembling voice in the room: "Wang, Wanger, my good grandson, are you back?"

A moment later, an old man trembled open the door of the hut. When he saw the young servant in front of him, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "Wang'er, are you really you? My good grandson, let grandpa take a good look."

Chunwang could no longer bear it, so he hurriedly ran to the front and hugged the old man and started crying.

The two cried for a while, but the old man came to his senses first and asked Chunwang, "What are these?"

Chunwang wiped his tears. He looked at Ma Mingfeng with a look of embarrassment, and then said, "Oh, I forgot to introduce it. Master, this is my grandfather. His big name is Wang Shouye. Because he has a rosacea nose, others call him rosacea king. Grandpa, this is my eldest son. Don't be careful, he is the master, he is the best to me. This is Changsheng, this is Mr. Ma, we are all serving the young master."

When the old man Wang Shouye heard this, he hurriedly bowed to Ma Mingfeng and said, "The little old man has seen the eldest young master."

Ma Mingfeng hurriedly returned the court and said, "Old man, I don't dare to be it. You'll ruin me like this."

Wang Shouye's fellow shook his head and said, "What is the eldest young master saying? The young master has also communicated with Wang'er many times and knows that the eldest young master has always treated Wang'er preferentially. The young master has long been grateful for the eldest young master's kindness and longs for meeting him. Today I am lucky to see the eldest young master, which is really what I wish. By the way, the wind outside is strong, so the eldest young master invites him to the humble house to talk. The old man here is simple, and I hope the eldest young master will not dislike him."

After saying that, Wang Shouye led Ma Mingfeng and others into the hut.

I have to say that the conditions here are really bad, because the roof of the hut is broken, and it is inevitable to leak when it rains, which causes moldy smell everywhere in the house.

Wang Shouye poured some water for Ma Mingfeng tremblingly. The water was bitter and salty, and it seemed that it was a poor quality water source found by the old man from nearby.

Seeing that the elderly's living conditions were too poor, Ma Mingfeng took out twenty taels of silver and asked the elderly to find someone to renovate the house another day, drill a well, clean up the yard, and add some furniture for the remaining money, so that the elderly's living conditions could be slightly improved.

Although Chunwang was going to see his grandfather this time, he also came with a task. He accompanied his grandfather for a while and suddenly said, "Grandpa, the eldest young master came to our house today, one to see you, and the second is also to make wine?"

"Making wine?" When Wang Shouye heard this, his turbid eyes were filled with grief. He immediately interrupted his grandson's words and said coldly: "I can't make wine. The eldest young master may have come to the wrong place. If nothing happens, the young man will go to the field to take a look. By the way, the noble man can't stand the money, and he will give it to the noble man now."

Ma Mingfeng didn't expect that Wang Shouye would just chase people, and even Yinzi didn't want them. He immediately knew that there was a story and then slowly said: "Old man, don't be too busy refusing. I came here today to discuss business with you. If the business is not done, it's not like this, so I won't chase people like this, right?"

Wang Shouye pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Young Master, our family is prosperous because of wine making, and it was defeated because of wine making. When it was prosperous, the young man could earn twenty or thirty taels of silver every year. At that time, the young man thought that after earning more than one hundred taels of silver, he would redeem his grandson. Alas, his uncle was a disabled man. In order to make a living, he castrated himself into the palace, but he didn't expect that because he was too old, he didn't want it in the palace and returned it. In this way, the young man had no descendants around him and passed on his family. But at this moment, the livelihood of wine making was cut off. Not only that, my unscrupulous second son also lost his life because of wine making. My wife was overly sad and fell seriously ill, and the family was defeated. The young man once swore that he would never touch wine making in his life, otherwise I would not die well!"
Chapter completed!