I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Li Hu took the secret book back with a dark face: "This is called calligraphy, what do you know."

"Yes, yes, I'm not well educated. Please translate it for me tomorrow and give it to me later." After getting the secret book, Jiang Yuan's attitude took a 180-degree turn.

Li Hu glanced at Jiang Yuan, wondering whether he should translate a few sentences less from the secret manual to make this guy go crazy.

Not long after the two returned to the county government office, Ma Zhi ran in excitedly.

"Sir! Sir! Caravan! A caravan is passing through Black Cloud Mountain, thirty miles away."

"What's going on now? Where are we?" Jiang Yuan asked impatiently.

Ma Zhi breathed heavily, "We've stopped them. Sir, please leave!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly became energetic. He called Li Hu and Wang Gang, and led a group of people and horses out of Taiping County.

After cheating Captain Wang out of several of his carriages last time, Jiang Yuan finally didn't have to ride the Li Hu brand mount anymore. He could sit comfortably in the carriage and gallop all the way.

Not long after, Jiang Yuan saw a large number of carriages and dozens of tied-up guys in front of him.

"Why did you tie him up?" Jiang Yuan glared at Ma Zhi.

"We are not in the period where we would starve to death if we didn't have food like we did a while ago. Now we are doing serious business and everything must be done in a formal manner!"

Ma Zhi looked at him resentfully, like a bullied young wife.

"Didn't you, my lord, tell me not to let them escape, that's why I resorted to this desperate measure?"

"We can't kidnap anyone, we are not bandits!" Jiang Yuan said speechlessly.

Jiang Yuan stepped down from the carriage and walked in front of the dozens of tied-up merchants. "Excuse me, everyone. I'm Jiang Yuan, the magistrate of Taiping County. This is a complete misunderstanding."

"Officials and civilians have been one family since ancient times. The reason why I tied you up is because there is a group of bandits in the Black Cloud Mountain ahead. It is really for your safety." Jiang Yuan sold Chen Qing out without hesitation with a smile on his face.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was struggling to move his body, as if he wanted to say something.

Jiang Yuan immediately walked over and took out the towel stuffed in his mouth: "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhao Li." The middle-aged man said with a dark face.

"Mr. Zhao, do you have anything to say?" Jiang Yuan asked someone to bring a small stool and looked at Zhao Li with a smile.

Zhao Li swallowed his saliva and looked cautiously at the official title on Jiang Yuan's body: "Are you really the magistrate of Taiping County?"

"It's genuine!" Jiang Yuan adjusted the official hat on his forehead.

Zhao Li's heart was about to drop. He looked at the ropes and said, "Could you please untie us? Since there are bandits ahead, we can just take a detour."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Yuan said this, but he had no intention of taking action. Instead, he waved his hand calmly.

Wang Gang immediately came over with a wine jar and two empty bowls.

Without saying a word, Wang Gang poured out two bowls of wine according to the previous rehearsal in his mind.

This wine was none other than the wild fruits Jiang Yuan had picked from the mountains not long ago. After Jiang Yuan's use of technology and hard work, in just a few days, the wine had a mellow taste that was no less than that of a ten-year-old fine wine.

Jiang Yuan picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and said casually, "Mr. Zhao, you don't know that our Taiping County suffered a great disaster some time ago, and now is the critical juncture of reconstruction."

Zhao Li: "..."

No, buddy, I didn’t ask. Why are you telling me this?

"But don't worry, Mr. Zhao. Even if we in Taiping County are short of money, we will never do such things as highway robbery!" Jiang Yuan changed the subject and placed another bowl of wine in front of Zhao Li.

The rich aroma of wine accompanied by a light fruity scent rushed into Zhao Li's nose, and he couldn't help swallowing a few times.

Even ten-year-old wine may not be able to compare with this taste. This is the standard of what you drink casually. How dare you tell me you are short of money?

Although he thought this in his mind, Zhao Li's tears still flowed from the corners of his mouth.

It smells so good!

The key is that you can only look at it but not drink it, which immediately aroused Zhao Li's alcohol addiction.

"Jiang, County Magistrate Jiang, can you untie me first?" Zhao Li asked in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan pretended to realize something belatedly and slapped his forehead: "Oh, how could I forget the important matter? Look at my memory. Hurry and untie Mr. Zhao!"

Wang Gang quickly untied Zhao Li and handed him a small stool.

Zhao Li sat on the stool, staring at the bowl of wine, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Jiang Yuan pretended not to see it. The harder something is to obtain, the more precious it becomes.

After the two sides chatted for a long time, Zhao Li finally pretended to be thirsty and picked up the wine bowl and took a small sip like Jiang Yuan.

The moment the wine entered his mouth, the strong aroma of wine and fruit exploded in his mouth. It was strong at first, with a sweet aftertaste, flowing down his throat, soft and domineering. This feeling instantly made Zhao Li's eyes widen.

He picked up the wine bowl and looked at it in disbelief. The wine in the bowl was slightly red, and there was some white unknown substance precipitated at the bottom of the bowl.

"Magister Jiang, what kind of wine is this?" Zhao Li couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Yuan picked up the wine bowl nonchalantly, looked at it carefully and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

What's settled at the bottom of the bowl is nothing but potato starch!

The purpose is to make the taste smooth and mellow, but these guys added too much, it didn’t melt at all!

"Oh, nothing, it's our Taiping County's specialty, fine wine." Jiang Yuan said without blushing or beating his heart.

"Nectar, nectar..." Zhao Li savored the taste in his mouth carefully, his face full of intoxication.

"What a good name! It's just like the wine itself, a true nectar!"

Jiang Yuan was not stingy and immediately poured another bowl for Zhao Li: "Since Mr. Zhao likes it, then I will reluctantly give it to Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Li stood up suddenly with a flattered expression on his face.

With this wine and this taste, it would be easy to sell it outside for over a hundred taels of silver per jar.

"How many does County Magistrate Jiang have left? Can I buy a few more jars?" Zhao Li asked in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan immediately waved his hand: "No, no, this jar is my apology for kidnapping you earlier. I have to sell the rest and use the profit to solve the problems in Taiping County."

Zhao Li's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up and stepped forward: "Jiang County Magistrate, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, why not sell it to me? I'm willing to pay fifty taels of silver per jar!"

If you buy it here for fifty taels of silver, you can sell it for hundreds of taels of silver outside. Such a profit is simply a huge profit.

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhao Li in shock.

Wow! Fifty taels!

Do you know how much a jar of wine costs?

The cheapest earthenware purchased from Tai'an County cost three pounds of silver, plus potato starch and wild fruits picked from the mountains by Wang Gang and others.

All the costs added together would cost at most one or two taels of silver!

Now I can make fifty times the profit in one go, this is too much profit!

No wonder so many people in the past were trying so hard to enter the liquor industry.

Jiang Yuan swallowed his saliva. The initial price was already so high, maybe it could be raised by another twenty taels.

Zhao Li was a little nervous at the moment. Not only Jiang Yuan, but also Wang Gang and others behind Jiang Yuan showed shocked looks.

This made Zhao Li feel uneasy.

Is it because the price is too low?

Yes, it is possible. Such good wine can be sold at a maximum price of two hundred taels of silver. Isn’t fifty taels too unscrupulous?

This truly proves the saying that one doesn’t know how rich the other is, and the other doesn’t know how poor the other is.