3:50 p.m.
Zhao Ming stopped stirring and began to distill the wine.
Wang Peng and other new and old employees immediately stepped forward to help and poured the prepared semi-finished products into the distillation machine for heating and purification.
Because alcohol is volatile, the air is soon filled with the strong aroma of alcohol.
Everyone was full of praise when they smelled the new wine that Zhao Ming had carefully prepared:
"It smells so good. Master Zhao's skills have improved again."
"Yes, I feel that the wine produced this time will be of the highest quality, even better than the batch just produced."
"It's strange, with the same raw materials and the same steps, why the wine made by Master Zhao is so fragrant."
"Nonsense, otherwise why is he a master master and you are just an apprentice? Even if they use the same materials and machines, what they make is better than yours. This is the skill, this is the experience, and this is the soul!"
Zhao Ming has been obsessed with winemaking for many years and is extremely proud of his winemaking skills. Hearing the praises from everyone, although he looked humble, he was actually very happy in his heart.
He glanced at Zhang Dachuan and said calmly:
"Actually, I'm a little rushed today. If I have more time, I can brew better."
However, he had to admit that perhaps because of his high concentration of mental energy today, his winemaking this time was extraordinary, far exceeding the usual real level.
If it were another time and another place, he might not be as perfect as he is today.
In short, Zhao Ming believes that the wine in front of everyone at this moment is one of the most perfect ones he has made in his decades of winemaking career.
It didn't take long for the high-concentration original wine to be distilled.
The aroma of wine that was originally lingering in the air became even more intense now, so intense that it even choked your throat. This was because the alcohol concentration of the original wine was too high.
High-concentration raw wine is extremely spicy and cannot be drunk by ordinary people. It must be blended.
As the saying goes, aged wine, if the original wine can be left for a period of time and then blended, the taste will only be more delicious.
The wines on the market that are labeled with different degrees of alcohol differ in how much water they are mixed with.
There is nothing unusual about the step of adding water. For thousands of years, people have come up with a set of fixed proportions, and the most ordinary winery employees can easily complete it.
But in order to convince Zhang Dachuan that he had lost, Zhao Ming asked Wang Peng and others to get out of the way and did the blending himself - in the past, he had not bothered to do such trivial matters personally.
After skillfully adding water, stirring and shaking, Zhao Ming took out the wine dispenser and poured a small bowl of the mellow and fragrant new wine for everyone present. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile:
"The wine is ready. Let's all have a taste. If you have any shortcomings, feel free to mention them."
This statement was obviously self-effacing, and no one here really took it seriously.
Everyone eagerly picked up the small bowl, drank the new wine in the bowl, and then gave a thumbs up:
“Delicious!”
"A delicious wine, soft in the mouth, yet mellow and long, with endless aftertaste."
"After drinking it, I feel warm all over my body, and it's not spicy at all. It tastes better than the fine Suchun wine we brewed before. The master's skills have indeed improved again!"
The wine produced by Su's Winery is called Suchun Liquor, which is mainly divided into two grades: ordinary and fine.
Ordinary Suchun wine costs thirty-nine yuan a bottle. Compared with other wines on the market, it is nothing special.
The high-quality Su Chun wine is of high quality and has a better taste, much better than the ordinary wine. The price is 69 yuan. Although it is not as good as those high-end wines, it is still much better than the ordinary wine on the market.
Hearing that the new wine was better than the fine Suchun wine, Zhao Ming was so happy that he couldn't help but pour himself a bowl.
After taking a sip of wine, Zhao Ming couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction:
"The brew this time is really good."
He couldn't help but regret again. If he had more time, the taste of this wine should be even better.
However, even if it is only at the current level, it is more than enough to defeat Zhang Dachuan, a poor boy who knows nothing about the world.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ming handed Su Yun a bowl of wine with a hint of pride:
"Director Su Xiao, you should try it too and see how my wine is and whether it is worthy of my position."
Su Yun didn't shirk, took the wine bowl and took a sip.
As the drink entered her mouth, two subtle blushes appeared on Su Yun's face, her eyes lit up, and she praised:
“Good wine!”
"Master Zhao's skills are indeed superb. This wine is really delicious."
Zhao Ming chuckled and was in a good mood.
Immediately, he glanced aside and found that Zhang Dachuan was still busy observing the fermented raw materials, stirring and controlling the temperature there, and he couldn't help but sneer:
"Young man, stop doing useless work, you have already lost."
Judging from the reaction of everyone at the scene, Zhao Ming believed that he had received the highest evaluation and score so far, and there was no way Zhang Dachuan could win.
But Zhang Dachuan seemed not to hear it and was still concentrating on his own business.
After adjusting for about five minutes, Zhang Dachuan straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Okay, it's time to distill."
He turned around and said to Wang Peng and the new employee:
"Please help me distill it. I'm not very good at using that machine."
Naturally, the two of them would not refuse such a trivial matter, not to mention that this is their job.
At the moment, Wang Peng called people and started to use another distillation machine to distill and purify Zhang Dachuan's wine.
While waiting, Su Yun came to Zhang Dachuan with the bowl of Zhao Ming's wine, handed it to him and said:
"Dachuan, try it. This is the wine made by Master Zhao."
Zhao Ming looked at Zhang Dachuan and sneered:
"Young man, after drinking this glass of wine, you will know the gap between us."
"I'm willing to admit defeat. Remember what you said before. Leave on your own initiative. If you come to interfere with my work in the future, don't blame me for giving up my job."
Zhang Dachuan did not answer, but took Su Yun's wine bowl and drank all the wine in the bowl.
As a result, the next moment, his face suddenly changed, his brows were furrowed, and his facial features were twisted into an ugly expression.
"Pfft"
Zhang Dachuan spat out the drink in his mouth, and said loudly and without hesitation:
"What kind of horse urine is this? Why does it taste so bad?"
"No wonder the business of the winery is so bad. If you use this kind of wine and sell it, only a fool will buy it."
"I really don't understand. How dare you lick your face and say that you make good wine like this? It's so shameless."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence. Everyone stared at Zhang Dachuan in disbelief.
The proud look on Zhao Ming's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by the anger after being humiliated.
The already grumpy old man slammed the table, pointed at Zhang Dachuan and roared:
"What are you talking about, brat? Do you know anything about wine? How dare you call my wine a bad wine?"
