"Of course, it's true. I never lie to you," Zhang Bin said. He immediately took Su Man to Xiaofang's Home, found Village Chief Cheng Youtian, and gathered the villagers. He then contracted all the fields in the village at a high price. From now on, the villagers would grow grain for him, and all of it would be used to brew liquor.
"Father-in-law, you've brewed liquor before, and you're an expert. I'll need you to manage the winery," Zhang Bin told Cheng Youtian.
"But... the liquor I make is very ordinary, not some exquisite vintage. Will that really be okay?" Cheng Youtian was thrilled, but also worried.
"You silly old man," Mother Cheng glared at Cheng Youtian. "Xiao Bin naturally has his ways to turn it into fine wine. What are you worrying about?"
"That's right! Xiao Bin will use Daoist Magic to change the quality of the liquor," Su Man added excitedly. "So don't worry about a thing. The more you brew, the better."
