Everyone saw Zhang Dachuan and Su Yun's faces full of enjoyment after drinking, and the greedy people in their hearts had long been seduced.
They looked at the wine in Zhang Dachuan's hand eagerly, as if they were hesitant to speak.
Seeing this, how could Zhang Dachuan not know what these people were thinking? After smiling slightly, he motioned to Wang Peng to bring the wine bowl and poured some for everyone:
"Try it and see if my wine tastes better than someone else's horse urine."
Because of the aroma of the wine, everyone no longer thought Zhang Dachuan was arrogant this time. Instead, they eagerly picked up their respective wine bowls and drank them with anticipation.
Then, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, showing expressions of shock.
After all, they are all people who know how to drink. These people can figure out what kind of wine is good and what is bad.
Although everyone had tried their best to imagine the delicious taste of this wine in their minds, after actually tasting it, they still had to admit that their imagination was still superficial.
Wang Peng was the first to speak in admiration:
"I have never had such a delicious wine. This wine is really delicious."
Someone started, and others immediately agreed not to be left behind:
"Yes, it tastes so good. This wine should only be found in heaven. My eyes have really been opened today."
"The Fan family's Zui Tianxia doesn't taste as good at all."
"Compared with this wine, Master Zhao's wine... is indeed inferior."
This whispered comment completely froze Zhao Ming on the spot.
He looked at those people in disbelief, his heart was in a turmoil, and he could not calm down for a long time.
If one or two people criticized his wine, he could still regard it as someone deliberately bribed by Zhang Dachuan. But if everyone present said so, there could only be one explanation - this wine is really delicious.
With a strange mood, Zhao Ming took the initiative to hand out his wine bowl to Zhang Dachuan and motioned for him to pour some for him to taste.
Zhang Dachuan laughed and filled Zhao Ming's wine bowl with wine.
Zhao Ming silently put the wine bowl in front of him, first closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the wine, then slowly put the bowl into his mouth and took a sip.
The next moment, the muscles on Zhao Ming's cheeks trembled, and his body trembled slightly, obviously very excited.
He took a deep breath, forced to calm down his excitement, then opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Dachuan:
"how did you do it?"
At this moment, Zhao Ming's attitude changed 180 degrees. Not only was his tone less aggressive, but there was also a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
He was completely impressed by Zhang Dachuan's wine.
The other party's wine allowed him to see a higher realm of winemaking, and gave him an additional understanding of winemaking on top of his original solid foundation.
He finally understood what "immortal dew and fine wine" meant.
Before Zhang Dachuan could speak, Zhao Ming suddenly slapped himself gently and apologized quickly with an annoyed look on his face:
"I'm sorry, Master Zhang. I was rude. I shouldn't have inquired about your secrets rudely."
All the secrets of brewing and brewing lie in the word "brew". The brewing recipes of each factory are the highest level secrets and will never be shared. It is simply too offensive for me to rashly inquire about the other party's undisclosed secrets. .
The reason why Zhao Ming was like this was because he was too excited.
With his rich experience, he knew better than anyone else that the wine Zhang Dachuan brewed was much better than the wine he had just brewed.
This is only a semi-finished product. If it were brewed from raw materials, the gap between the two would be even greater.
Looking at Zhao Ming who was arrogant at first and respectful at the end, Zhang Dachuan was not proud, but asked with a faint smile:
"Master Zhao, how does my wine compare to yours?"
Zhao Ming did not hesitate and replied sincerely:
"Master Zhang, your wine is too much better than mine. I give up."
"From today on, I, Zhao Ming, welcome Master Zhang to guide our winemaking work at any time. Whatever you say, we will do!"
Zhao Ming was convinced that he had lost.
Zhang Dachuan said with some dissatisfaction:
"I'm asking you what you think of my wine, not because I want you to flatter me."
Zhao Ming understood, smiled awkwardly, and said hurriedly:
"In terms of taste, Master Zhang's wine is already on par with the top liquors on the market. What it lacks is just the corresponding reputation. Even so, if it is sold on the market, according to my estimation, one pound of There’s absolutely no problem selling it for 156, but if you’re brave, you can sell it for 200!”
As soon as these words came out, Wang Peng and others were instantly shocked.
The high-quality Suchun wine only sells for 60, but Zhang Dachuan's semi-finished blended wine actually sells for 156 to 200...a difference of three times!
But what they didn't expect even more was what Zhang Dachuan said next.
Zhang Dachuan rolled his eyes at Zhao Ming with a dissatisfied look on his face and said calmly:
"It only sold for one hundred and fifty, you are looking down too much."
"If I want to sell this wine, I will sell it for 500 per catty. I will go directly to the high-end route. Don't compete with the mid- to low-end market. It's embarrassing."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was completely dumbfounded.
A pound of wine is generally a bottle.
A bottle of wine sells for five hundred yuan. Looking at the entire Bailong City, only the Zui Tianxia of the Fan family dares to sell it at this price.
At this price point, not only does the wine need to taste decent, but most importantly, it also needs to have a certain brand appeal and be of sufficient quality.
The Fan family accounts for at least 70% of the liquor market in Bailong City, almost a monopoly, which is why they can push Zui Tianxia to such a price.
But the Su family obviously does not have this appeal.
Zhang Dachuan's wine is certainly delicious, but if the price is really that high, I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell it.
Everyone looked at the proud Zhang Dachuan and hesitated to speak.
At this moment, Zhao Ming over there suddenly turned pale, groaned, hunched over and squatted on the ground, covering his stomach.
Wang Peng and others were shocked when they saw this. They rushed forward to help Zhao Ming up and asked nervously:
"Master Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Ming raised his head, his face was pale and bloodless, and his voice was hoarse:
"This wine...this wine..."
Some people with hot tempers immediately thought it was a problem with alcohol, and immediately became furious. They turned around and rushed to Zhang Dachuan, angrily yelling:
"Hey, what did you put in the wine? Did you want to harm someone?"
"Damn it, if there's anything wrong with Master Zhao, you won't even be able to walk out of the winery today!"
What's more, he has already run towards the door of the factory building, intending to close the door first and prepare to close the door and beat the dog.
As a result, Zhao Ming shouted:
"You all stop, what are you doing? I'm fine!"
Wang Peng and others were all stunned. They looked at the pale Zhao Ming and asked hesitantly:
"Master Zhao, don't hold on, your face looks so ugly, and you still say you're fine?"
"Don't be afraid, Master Zhao. Even if this person has the support of the new factory director, we will give you an explanation today!"
