After hearing this, Zhang Xing opened the booklet and read it page by page, not daring to slack off at all.
Zhang Xing attended a private school and was literate.
He has also been in charge of Zhangji Liquor Shop for decades and is familiar with various wine-making techniques, so he can probably understand the contents of this booklet.
"It turns out that grain needs to be added like this, eggs need to be put in so much, and distiller's yeast needs to be brewed like this."
But, why do I always feel like something is wrong when I look at it?
I don’t know what’s wrong, but the food ratio looks a little weird.
Can this recipe really make good wine?
He looked at the red-sleeved move again, and it became even more difficult to make a decision.
He couldn't tolerate disbelief, Liu Ji had already put the brewed wine in front of him.
In the face of facts, any doubt seems so pale.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Xing said to Zhang Tao: "You go back first, don't try to scare the snake, let me think about it again."
Hearing this, Zhang Tao was very anxious.
I stole the book and ran away. Can I still leave it behind if I go back now? My boss is not allowed to strip me alive?
"Master Zhang, the Huainan Poetry Festival is coming soon. If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid you won't have time to make wine!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xing frowned even more tightly.
Yes, there is only less than half a month left before the Huainan Poetry Festival appointment between the two families.
If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid that even if the recipe is true, you won't have time to make wine.
But even so, Zhang Xing still didn't let go.
When making wine, if you make the wrong wine, it will ruin countless grains and long-established reputation, and it will undoubtedly be a disaster.
Zhang Tao returned to Liuji Liquor Shop with an anxious mood.
He originally thought that he would be greeted by an angry boss, but he didn't expect that everyone acted as if nothing had happened and was extremely normal.
Oh, it's not quite true to say that nothing happened.
It seemed that Old Li Tou was severely scolded by his employer in public, and even his wages were reduced by half.
After asking around, he found out that Old Li Tou accidentally burned the brewing recipe.
I immediately understood in my heart that this was not burned. It was obviously stolen by me.
Old Li Tou was afraid of taking responsibility, so he had no choice but to make this decision.
After all, if it is burned, it is burned. It is nothing more than printing another copy. Even if the boss is angry, he will not punish him too severely.
But the nature is completely different if it is lost. If it falls into the hands of a competitor, it will undoubtedly be a disaster, and Lao Litou cannot bear it at all.
So as long as you are a smart person, you will know how to choose.
After thinking about it clearly, Zhang Tao was very happy and excited.
Old Li Tou, Old Li Tou, you have really helped me a lot!
In this case, who would have thought that I had stolen the secret recipe?
After the matter is completed, I will definitely recommend you to work at Zhangji, and it will not be in vain for you to take the blame for me.
Zhang Tao completely settled down and devoted himself to the winemaking work.
...
At Liulician, the shrewd mustached boss Li Dan looked at Gu Beichuan in front of him with a very flattering look on his face.
This is a big customer and there is no room for error.
"Okay, there's no need to be so fussy."
"I came here this time to order a batch of glass wine bottles."
"Liu Li...wine bottle?"
"Another batch?"
Li Dan could not understand the young man in front of him more and more.
These days, if the family is in a tight situation, they buy wine in bulk. Even if the family is rich, they still sell by the altar.
Why should something like a wine bottle be made of glass? Not to mention a whole batch!
Seeing Li Dan's hesitant look, Gu Beichuan said in a leisurely manner: "Fifty yuan for a bottle!"
boom!
After hearing this, the hesitation on Li Dan's face disappeared instantly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, revealing a kind smile that no one could fault.
A big customer is a big customer!
Giving money is a pleasure!
Not to mention making wine bottles, even stars, as long as the money is available, I will make them for you.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Beichuan took out three pieces of rice paper with three advertising slogans written on them.
"Heroes are drunk, drunk heroes are heroes!"
"Talents brew, brew talents literary thoughts!"
"Red sleeve move, recruit red sleeves for a beautiful lady!"
The font is wild and uninhibited, yet still sinewy, and it was exactly what he wrote.
"You have to make three different bottles for me, and then print these three sentences on the bottles respectively."
"this..."
Why do you need to engrave it?
"Sixty cents for a bottle."
"No problem! No problem at all! I guarantee that I will do everything right for you and there will be no problems at all." Li Dan showed his signature smile again.
"Hurry up. I want the finished product before the Huainan Poetry Festival."
"No problem, I'll do it for you as soon as possible."
...
Time passed like this, and a few days passed in boredom.
In the past few days, Li Dan sent him a lot of bottles, but he rejected them all.
According to Beichuan's wishes, his three wines focus on the high-quality market, and the service value should be greater than the product value itself.
As a packaging compatibility, the wine bottle is the top priority and must have a corresponding artistic conception.
When a hero is drunk, he has to act like a knight-errant and show his love and hatred with swords and swords.
When a talented person brews, he can create a poem that is full of talent and thoughts, such as a talented person writes and a poem becomes a storm.
The red sleeves move means that when a beautiful lady dances, her red clothes are flying, she will have the charm of captivating the country.
If anyone else dared to go to such trouble, Li Dan would simply give up his job.
But Gu Beichuan was different. This guy... was not sure whether he was stupid or not, but it was true that he had a lot of money.
The price given is twice the market price! Some requirements are also appropriate.
So after screening more than a dozen times, I finally finalized it!
Not only the three bottles, but also the accompanying cups, all have the same artistic conception and the same style.
Uncle Fu felt a little worried when he saw that his young master spent so much money on his wine before he even sold one bottle. After all, the expense provided by the master is limited, and he cannot afford such squandering.
But when he heard that the young master was going to sell a bottle of wine for one tael of silver, he fell silent.
If it were anyone else, he would have to roll up his sleeves and curse.
How is this different from stealing money?
No matter how expensive the wine is on the market, a bottle only costs hundreds of dollars.
But the red-sleeved move already costs one tael of silver, the gifted man earns one tael, five hundred cash, and the drunk hero earns two taels of silver!
Could it be that you are obsessed with money? He is so desperate for money!
But it was my young master who did this...
So...nice job!
If the young lady knew it, she would definitely be able to smile!
On this day, Gu Beichuan appeared at Liuji Liquor Shop again.
When that happened, all the guys stopped what they were doing and looked at him.
Everyone knows that the boss usually doesn't come to the shop on weekdays, but when he comes, it's definitely a big event.
Sure enough, Gu Beichuan took out a few pieces of red paper, with black ink writing on them:
"Heroes are drunk, drunk heroes are heroes!"
"Talents brew, brew talents literary thoughts!"
"Red sleeve move, recruit red sleeves for a beautiful lady!"
"Liuji Liquor Shop invites you to drink wine at the Huainan Poetry Festival!"
It was still his own handwriting.
"The wine is almost done, you can take it slow for a while."
"Select a dozen guys, hold these banners, and shout from the south of the city to the north every day."
"This is hard work, so the salary is a hundred cents a day, and it has to be continued until the Huainan Poetry Festival starts. Who is willing?"
