Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

He asked casually, not expecting anything in return.

Su Qingyun was taken aback.

Because, a notification sound suddenly rang in my mind, Holy crap!

[Ding! Hidden quest triggered: Brewing.]

[Items provided: Complete set of brewery equipment blueprints, traditional brewing techniques.]

[Task duration: Within three months.]

[Task Rewards: 10,000 experience points, 1,000 yuan in cash.]

This is a hidden quest triggered!

Su Qingyun's heart skipped a beat. After quickly receiving the information stream, she was overjoyed.

He put down his glass and looked up.

"Uncle Qin, I can brew wine."

Qin Beiguang paused, his hand holding the wine glass still.

He had only asked casually, but he didn't expect this young man to actually dare to take the bait.

"You really know how?" Qin Beiguang stared straight at him.

Su Qingyun said calmly, "There used to be an old craftsman in the village, and I learned from him."

"The bitter taste in this sorghum liquor is due to improper fermentation temperature and incomplete removal of the head and tail during distillation."

Qin Beiguang's eyes lit up immediately.

What this kid said made perfect sense and hit all the right points!

"Good lad!" Qin Beiguang slapped his thigh. "If you can really brew good wine, that will be a huge help to the farm!"

Su Qingyun then spoke up.

"Uncle Qin, I'll build a brewery as soon as I get back."

"However, we're short of sorghum."

In those days, grain was subject to state purchase and distribution, so where could an individual get a large quantity of sorghum?

Qin Beiguang laughed and got up to walk to his desk.

With a few quick strokes, he wrote down a note.

"That's easy."

"I'll write you a note. Go find Qi Weiguo, the regimental commander of the military reclamation farm."

"Their farm may not have much else, but it has a lot of sorghum. If you trade sorghum for liquor, he'd be more than happy to!"

Su Qingyun took the note with both hands, feeling completely at ease.

We have the technology, the raw materials, and the sales channels.

That meal was incredibly satisfying.

Having just finished eating, Su Qingyun was about to leave.

Li Mei came out of the inner room, clutching a bunch of keys in her hand.

"Qingyun, it's getting dark. How long will it take to walk back?"

She shoved the key into Su Qingyun's hand.

"Your Uncle Qin downstairs doesn't ride his bicycle anymore, you can ride it."

Su Qingyun looked down and saw it was a car key.

"Auntie, this is too expensive, no way."

In those days, a Forever brand 28-inch motorcycle was a rare find; you couldn't just lend it out to anyone.

Li Mei glared at him.

"Don't be so polite with your auntie."

"You'll have to come tutor Chu Yu every day from now on; you can't just run around on foot every day, can you?"

"Take it!"

Su Qingyun couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to accept it.

"Okay, I'll pay you back after I finish the tutoring."

Su Qingyun went downstairs.

As soon as I stepped out of the building, I saw a shiny black Forever brand bicycle parked there.

There was another person squatting nearby, diligently wiping the car rims with a rag.

Hearing footsteps, the man suddenly looked up.

It is precisely because he achieved his goal that he was able to succeed.

"Hey, Brother Qingyun, you're down here!"

Gou Dezhi quickly stood up straight, his face beaming with smiles.

"I noticed the car was a bit dusty, so I just wiped it clean and made it shine."

Su Qingyun knew perfectly well that Gou Dezhi was determined to curry favor with her.

He nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Captain Gou."

"It's no trouble at all! It's no trouble at all! Take care, Brother Qingyun!"

Su Qingyun straddled the bicycle, pushed off with her feet, and the wheels spun rapidly.

The autumn wind rustled the leaves of the poplar trees along the roadside, and Su Qingyun, pedaling his old-fashioned bicycle, felt as clear-headed as the wind itself.

Having a car makes things much more efficient.

Early the next morning.

Su Qingyun didn't return to the village; instead, she rode her bicycle directly to the Xiaheyan Military Reclamation Farm.

Tractors rumbled in the farmyard.

The commander's office door was open.

Qi Weiguo, dressed in old clothes, was standing with his hands on his hips, cursing.

"If this batch of sorghum gets moldy again, I'll skin you alive!"

Su Qingyun walked to the door and knocked on the door frame.

Qi Weiguo turned around, his brows furrowed.

"Who should I look for?"

Su Qingyun went inside, took out Qin Beiguang's note, and handed it over.

"Commander Qi, Factory Director Qin sent me."

Qi Weiguo took the note, glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed.

He looked Su Qingyun up and down.

"Old Qin said you can brew wine?"

Su Qingyun stood ramrod straight, her tone firm.

"meeting."

"As long as there's sorghum, there's plenty of good liquor."

Qi Weiguo was also a straightforward person.

He slammed his hand on the table.

"You've come at the perfect time!"

"Our farm is cold in winter, and the soldiers suffer from bone pain if they don't have a sip of alcohol."

"If your wine is good, I'll take the whole farm!"

"I'll give you a thousand catties of sorghum to take back and try it out. If you brew good liquor, I'll supply the sorghum from now on!"

Su Qingyun felt a weight lifted from her heart.

It's done.

As long as I make an agreement with Team Leader Qi Weiguo, I'll immediately start arranging to build a winery when I get home.

Su Qingyun rode his bicycle, pedaling quickly all the way back to Xiangyang Village.

As soon as I arrived at the village entrance, I heard a loudspeaker announcing a meeting.

The village office courtyard was packed with people.

Commune Chief Qiu acted swiftly, and Xiangyang Village became one of the three pilot villages for the household contract responsibility system in Xiaheyan Town.

The villagers whispered among themselves, some excited, some afraid.

"Grow your own food? What if there's a disaster? Will the government still provide food?"

"This is a risky business!"

Su Xiaowen sat behind the table, smoking a pipe, his brows furrowed.

Good land is highly sought after, while inferior land is unwanted.

Especially that reed pond at the east end of the village, it's huge and overgrown, and whoever tries to lease it will lose money.

Su Qingyun pushed through the crowd and strode to the table.

He pulled a wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket and slammed them on the table.

"Third Grandfather, I'll take over those two hundred acres of land in the reed marshes."

The courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Everyone thought he was a complete idiot and stared at him intently.

Su Xiaowen shook his pipe bowl and almost burned his hand.

"Qingyun, have you gone mad?"

"That awful place is full of puddles and mud; nothing grows there!"

Su Qingyun remained calm.

"I don't grow crops."

"Two hundred yuan a year, for fifty years in total."

"The money is here, let's sign the contract today."

The villagers gasped in shock.

Two hundred a year? Fifty years?

This third son is really not living a good life!

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Su Xiaowen knew he couldn't persuade him otherwise.

He sighed and took out the brigade's official seal.

White paper with black ink, stamped and fingerprinted.

The contract is made in duplicate.

Su Qingyun carefully folded the contract and tucked it close to her body.

This abandoned wasteland will become his trump card for future schemes.

They rely on it for everything: growing grain, raising livestock, and building a winery.

The crowd dispersed.

Only Su Xiaowen and Su Qingyun remained in the room.

Su Xiaowen tapped his pipe.

"Qingyun, if you lose money, don't plant it next year."

"I'll find you another piece of land."

Su Xiaowen still felt it wasn't worth it.

These two hundred yuan are essentially wasted.

"Thank you, Third Grandpa."

Su Qingyun smiled and nodded, then asked:

"Is Accountant Liu feeling any better?"

Liu, the village accountant, suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage a few days ago and was sent to the county hospital.

"Sigh, they were in intensive care for three days."

"His life was saved, but he's been rendered mentally impaired."

Su Xiaowen sighed.

Although Accountant Liu's abilities are average, she is very popular and gets along well with everyone.

From now on, he will only be able to use a wheelchair.

"By the way, Qingyun."

"After you get married, you can become an accountant."

There just happened to be a vacancy in the village.