204 suggests you know the score.

"You know how to brew wine?" Zhang Xiaoying looked at the young man named Zhao Pingchuan with surprise.

The fool named Zhao Genzi from earlier was Zhao Pingchuan's cousin, but Zhao Pingchuan was hardly close with Zhao Genzi's family, nearly of the fifth degree of mourning; in terms of relation, he was not much different from the other villagers.

Furthermore, since both of Zhao Pingchuan's parents had passed away in the past two years, he had become very quiet and hardly noticeable.

However, whenever someone in the village had a problem, he was always quick to help without a word, and Zhang Xiaoying had a pretty good impression of him.

"Hmm, my mother knew how to brew wine, and she taught me," Zhao Pingchuan nodded and looked at Zhang Xiaoying, before asking again, "Auntie, can a wine recipe be contributed as a share in the partnership?"