The Three-Life Stone

Qin Yunhuai felt a headache when he saw Hua Xiaoyao's various thoughts. How could he forget that Hua Xiaoyao was now a newbie with zero experience? Why did he still subconsciously think that she should have experience in two lives? She was just starting a new life.

Beads of sweat appeared on the decoration master's forehead. He glanced at Qin Yunhuai and thought that he should do his best to complete this task.

Hua Xiaoyao looked at the teahouse. It originally had a high ceiling on the second floor, which made it visually more spacious. It was completely renovated, with minor adjustments made to the private rooms on the second floor, such as fence design, chess area, small stage, long bar, waterproof table top, storage cabinets, etc.

If it weren't for Qin Yunhuai's charm, the decoration master would never dare to take this order. For three whole hours, they talked about this and that, drew rough paper, and the decoration master also recommended the carpenter and blacksmith next door to Qin Yunhuai. He couldn't do it alone, so he asked some people who needed help to come together.

Hua Xiaoyao comes to check the progress occasionally every day, and spends more time studying winemaking. Although snacks and afternoon tea are more popular than before, most farmers grow other crops and only grow some fruits, or wild fruits, so there are not many to buy. Some farms that specialize in growing fruits serve high-level people, or cooperate in large quantities of goods, which makes Hua Xiaoyao's demand far from being met.

I don't know if God was helping her. A family urgently needed money to sell their farm, which planted fruit trees. If they bought the farm directly, they wouldn't have to find other workers. They could go to the farm every day to observe the fruits, see if there was any room for improvement, and how the employees were. They also went to the shop every day to see how it was decorated. Their lives were so fulfilling that they wished they could split themselves into two.

I've checked with Zhuangzi and they're all honest farmers. The accounts have been verified and there's no big problem with the mistake. I can just let Chuntao follow up later. As for Xiaolou, Dongxue can help follow up. I have to say that the people Lin Mo picked for her are all good.

Every time she started making something, she would take a small sip herself, and after making sure it was ok, she would distribute it to other workers to try, give different opinions, and then take an hour off as a lunch break, and rest for a while after getting a little tipsy.

Once everything was in order, life became a little easier.

With the help of Chuntao and Dongxue, Hua Xiaoyao went to the human traffickers to find some helpers. He picked a maid named Chunmei who looked honest and hardworking to learn accounting from Chuntao. Chuntao's accounting method was inspired by Hua Xiaoyao's equations, which made the calculations much more convenient.

Driven by money, "Wind, Flowers, Autumn Moon and Night" officially opened for business three months later and started a grand opening promotion. In addition to selling some beautifully mixed and low-alcohol drinks, you can also taste West Lake Longjing, Dongting Biluochun and other famous teas. If you come alone, you can come directly to the inner bar for a glass of pure fruit wine or rice wine.

Hua Xiaoyao knew that Lin Mo had the support of this, but she said nothing. She quietly did everything carefully, supervised product quality, and calculated profits.

Since Lin Mo came to power, he followed public opinion and exempted taxes for one year as an adjustment. He also made political changes, no longer discriminating against the military class. Civil and military officials were equally important, and an equal system was initiated, allowing women to appear in public, make a living, and take imperial examinations, which caused a sensation.

It caused a sensation at the time. Women from wealthy families were still in their boudoirs, and they didn't cover up when they occasionally went out. Naturally, poor families didn't pay much attention to it. In the troubled times, there were already people who set up stalls doing sewing and embroidery, or who were self-reliant in factories and shops. A big fat man cannot be eaten in one bite. The burden of emancipating the mind was no longer because women were looked down upon. If someone took the first step, there would be a second step.

The profit of "Wind, Flowers, Autumn and Moonlight Night" gradually increased from dozens of taels to two or three hundred taels a month. Hua Xiaoyao didn't know how much of it was real and how much was water. She just accepted it for the time being and regarded it as buying a favor. It would gradually become famous and surpass the teahouse.

After the reform, Hua Xiaoyao did not choose a public appearance. She put on a veil and mixed simple drinks at the bar. The drinks here were mixed on the spot and handed directly to the customers. Most of them were ordered at the seats, and the waiters would make them and hand them over. Some acquaintances at the bar would order and sit for a while, or some would come to try a drink out of curiosity.

Hua Xiaoyao basically only serves one regular customer.

That man came every day and ordered a glass of wine. Under the candlelight, in the glass cup, the bright and juicy wine flowed down the man's lips one glass after another. His Adam's apple moved smoothly and his eyes were unfocused.

"I didn't expect you were an alcoholic."

Hua Xiaoyao was amazed.

Qin Yunhuai was disdainful of Hua Xiaoyao's ridicule, but it was a pity that he had long ago drunk wine as if it were tea, and he never felt drunk no matter how many cups he drank. If one wants to forget someone, one has to keep him/her in mind all the time.

"generally."

"Master Qin has tasted hundreds of wines, so these are naturally not presentable."

"How many sorrows and joys are there in this awake world?"

"Mr. Qin wants to get drunk, so why not wait a little longer?"

Qin Yunhuai looked at Hua Xiaoyao, and it didn't seem like the other party was exaggerating.

In fact, Hua Xiaoyao was not exaggerating. It was because Qin Yunhuai couldn't stop drinking and wanted to get drunk that she thought of trying the distillation method to make wine. She thought it was unnecessary at that time, but now she thinks it is very necessary. She now wants to take out a bottle of whiskey and feed Qin Yunhuai to drink.

She went to blacksmith shops to customize the distillation containers several times. The containers are simple, easy to use and well sealed. The unit operation process uses the different boiling points of components in a mixed liquid or liquid-solid system to evaporate the low-boiling-point component, which is then condensed to separate the entire component.

Heat the liquid to boiling, turn the liquid into vapor, then cool the vapor and condense it into liquid. As long as one side of the container is heated and the tube passes through a bucket of ice water to cool it down, a simple distillation container is completed. Cut off the head and tail of the distilled wine, and it becomes a bottle of strong liquor. Hua Xiaoyao doesn't believe that Qin Yunhuai won't get drunk after drinking it.

As soon as the distillation container came out, Hua Xiaoyao thought that it might be possible to try hydrosols and essential oils. It was always good to try more. If successful, she would have perfumes and skin care water, and could even do a big business.

Hua Xiaoyao tried twice but gave up. She was more focused and couldn't use two things at once. With only two drops of essential oil, pure dew was still feasible. If she searched most of the flower fields to distill rose essential oil, she wouldn't have enough energy. After rose, there were gardenia, osmanthus, etc. She thought of those and wrote them down in her mind so she could try them later.

Qin Yunhuai came here every day as usual. One day he really noticed something strange. His eyes were a little drunk, but his dizzy head was still clear. He lied to himself that he was drunk.

What Lin Mo saw when he came over was Qin Yunhuai's lazy eyes, the corners of his lips raised, and his charming smile that was three parts intoxicated and three parts cold.