The system takes me through the world

Chapter 516 Make a name in the brewing industry through the ages

Brother Du laughed, and said: "This old Zhang is playing with the wind. Just hearing that Zhu Biao is going to make wine, he can't wait to go to Fulai Winery to beg for mercy. Don't even think about it. A mere sorghum and bad wine is worthy of blessing." The wine shop made a move?"

In the south of Yanggu County, there is a Fulai Winery. The Fulaichun brewed by this winery is a famous wine in Yanggu County. The one who sells this glacial alcohol.The owner of the distillery is surnamed Li, named Li You, known as Li Daguan.

His family has brewed wine for generations, and it has gone through seven generations. It can be called a time-honored brand. After Li You took over, the business has become more and more prosperous. Make a book office.

At this time, Li You was leisurely playing with the oriole in the cage, which was sent by his daughter from Daming Mansion, and he loved it very much.

And Zhang Xiaolin, a well-known underground boss in the county, was standing behind Li You with a flattering smile and half-bowed waist, showing no trace of impatience on his face.

After a long time, Li You said slowly: "So, Zhu Biao is definitely using sorghum to make wine? Your news is correct?"

When Mr. Li spoke, Zhang Xiaolin hurriedly said: "Mr. Li, don't worry, the little one has made all the inquiries. This Zhu Biao is indeed a country turtle. He has already purchased a large amount of sorghum, built a winery, and bought a shop in the past few days. The younger one also found out that the Zhu family has arranged for people to go to Yanzhou Ciyao to order a set of wine utensils. The younger one thinks that the senior officials will be a little concerned about this news."

"Yeah! I really care." Li You played with the bird in the cage. Perhaps this oriole is very cute. He was in a good mood, and said in his mouth: "Go to the cashier and pay ten taels of silver!"

Zhang Xiaolin was overjoyed, he uttered a series of flattering words for free, and then walked away as if flying away.

Li You continued to walk leisurely in the backyard, and after a while, he said to himself: "A martial artist who fights tigers, unexpectedly uses sorghum to make wine in a whimsical way. Fortunately, I still pay attention to it. Now that I think about it, is it not worrying?"

The news that the hero who fights the tiger uses sorghum to make wine has spread throughout the county. Everyone is discussing it from the county's respected adults to the traffickers and pawns. Everyone is generally not optimistic about Zhu Biao's wine making prospects. Just joking, saying hello, if the wine from Zhujia Winery cannot be sold, it will be bought to make distiller's grains and fed to pigs.

This news naturally reached Wu Song's ears, and Wu Song told Zhu Biao that night, saying: "Brother Zhu, you are young and heroic, but there are rules in the business field, and it is beyond human power. Everyone says that sorghum brewing If you won’t succeed, why do you insist on going your own way?”

Zhu Biao smiled and said: "A little children's talk is nothing! I wish Biao to act in accordance with the sky. How can I not move forward just because some ants see it!"

The end of the year was approaching, the weather was getting colder and colder, and there had been one or two snowfalls, but the entire Yanggu County was paying attention to one thing, that is, the wine shop opened by Zhu Biao, the third son of the Zhu family, was about to serve wine.Everyone is waiting for Zhu Biao's joke.

Even with a professional brewer in charge, it is impossible to make good wine from sorghum!This is the truth in the world, not because you beat a big bug, you can go against the sky!
Someone joked: "Zhu Biao's young man is famous, how can ordinary people restrain him? Only by letting him suffer more setbacks can he become sensible and stop messing around. I am afraid that Zhu Taigong from Zhujiazhuang is thinking like this."

Zhu Biao didn't take it seriously, he kept an eye on the brewery's affairs while training the team. Fortunately, there were a few particularly smart and excellent guys who were able to share some training tasks with him.

Fang Canghai is a veteran wine maker, and after inquiring about Zhu Biao's prestige and deeds, he dare not relax, because everything in the winery is arranged in an orderly manner. Although he is not optimistic about the future of sorghum wine, in his opinion, with Zhu Biao's Huwei, even water can be sold in Yanggu County for a few years.

On this sunrise wine day, the winery was surrounded by guards arranged by Zhu Biao so tightly that even a fly could not fly past it. Under the guidance of Fang Canghai, Zhu Biao himself observed the wine production in the winery.

Although the inside of the wine shop is airy, it is still very hot, and everyone is topless. After a while of busy work, someone shouted: "The wine is out!" and saw a few copper pipes protruding from the steamer. The wine slowly flows out and flows into the wine jar placed below.

The wine is strong and pungent, with no fragrance.Fang Canghai carefully looked at Zhu Biao's expression, seeing that his expression was not moving, he said cautiously: "Boss, this wine is not going to be sold right away, it will only be sold after being sealed for a few days."

Zhu Biao laughed and said: "You guys continue to work, get a new wine jar to catch the wine! Take out the first pot of wine."

Fang Canghai was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Boss, this first pot of wine won't make much, it won't fill a jar."

Zhu Biao remained silent, and glanced at Fang Canghai. Fang Canghai shuddered, and quickly shouted: "Change the wine jar, change the wine jar! Take out these jars of wine."

After a while, wine started to come out from the second pot. Zhu Biao sniffed it, with a joyful smile on his face, and said, "Old Fang, just smell it."

Fang Canghai was startled, and quickly sniffled, he couldn't help being stunned.

Because what the nose smells is not the pungent smell of wine, but a kind of wine aroma, the smell of wine is strong, but it is a bit clear, and the combination is a bit soft.

Everyone in the winery was twitching their noses, smelling the smell in the winery, their faces full of disbelief.

Fang Canghai stayed for a while, picked up a wine bowl, took a bowl of wine from the place where the wine was served, and put it to his mouth to taste carefully.

He just took a sip, but his face was full of disbelief, the bowl in his hand could no longer be held, it fell to the ground with a "snap", and fell to pieces.

Fang Canghai turned a deaf ear to it, and still looked incredible. After a while, tears burst into his face, and he shouted, "So the second pot is good wine, so the second pot is good wine!"

Turning around and looking at Zhu Biao, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "Thank you for your advice, thank you for your advice. This advice from my host will leave a name in the brewing industry through the ages, and the younger ones can follow suit. This life is worth it." !"

Zhu Biao helped him up with a smile, and said: "Old Fang, I have a word with you first, you have to brew wine for me for ten years, and you must not sell the secret of this wine, otherwise, my fist will not recognize you. It’s not like the big worms they raise have never eaten human flesh.”

What he said was not just for Fang Canghai to hear, the guys in the winery, including Fang Canghai's two apprentices, all shook and nodded hurriedly.

To put it bluntly, the brewing process of this wine is very simple, that is, the first pot is not used, but the second pot is used, which is the Erguotou of later generations.

(End of this chapter)