Almighty Manor

"Zhuang owner, do we really want the old owner to resume work now?" In the manor, Liu Jinge asked Zhuang not far.

"Ok?"

"In the interest of the estate, the later the sickness wine is sold, the more people infected with the flu, the better the sales of the diseased wine, and the more profit can be made for the estate." The interests of the manor are first.

That's right.

After all, flu is not a highly pathogenic disease. If you wait two days, you may get ten times the profit.

But Zhuang not far away shook his head and said, "The winery belongs to my dad, and my dad has the final say."

Zhuang not far knows his dad too much, not to mention that he can make money, even if he does not make money, his father will definitely go to make wine.

After all, he is the last nice man in the manor!

"As for making money ..." Zhuang not far fiddled with the lawyer's letter in hand, "We have a better way, don't we?"

"We farmers, earn money diligently, such as digging a pit, planting people, and then burying them, can we produce red, green and green banknotes, don't we?"

Aside, Andan Yue shook his head helplessly. If Gaotian and Shehan heard Zhuang not far away, they would cry and couldn't cry.

They thought they had been pitted by Zhuang Buyuan-of course, they were really pitted by Zhuang Buyuan.

But is it all?

Buried them later, sturdy with your feet, pour some inexplicable liquid, wait for them to sprout, and then harvest the crops!

They should never and should not mess with Zhuang Dad.

After looking at the information in his hand again, An Danyue stood up handsomely and said, "Since the owner has dug up the pits, I'll bury people!"

Can't do farm work, what kind of estate servant!

Moreover, in accordance with the rules of the manor, Zhuang not far from Bacheng received the proceeds from the other party's claim this time. For the remaining 20%, she can take the big head, and then everyone else can touch it.

If you can really claim 2 billion, hehe ...

An Danyue felt that working with the owner was indeed a pleasure!

Let me knock down the gold from your golden mountain little by little!

...

After An Danyue left, Zhuang took the old boom soon, prepared all kinds of raw materials, and went straight to the farmhouse.

After arriving at the farmhouse, Zhuang not far was startled.

I saw the yard full of people, many people looked amazing.

Zhou Lei, the deputy head of Jia Hu who had met before, and several officials in Niushan Town, all laughed side by side.

There were several police cars parked outside the door, and many police officers were carefully guarding.

And these people were all around Zhuang's father, listening to what he was saying.

Seeing his flamboyant look, he must be talking about winemaking.

When Zhuang Da saw Zhuang not far away, his eyes suddenly lighted and he said, "Xiao Yuan, come here and bring the materials!"

"The process of making wine is not clear, I will show it to you! Xiaoyuan, come and help me."

Many middle-aged people glanced over and complimented: "It's true that the father of a tiger has no dogs. This young man is energetic at first sight!"

Zhuang not far away said, that is, I have a handsome face! Handsome is moving!

"Are there guys for me? I'll introduce one to you!"

"Where does the young man work? Or inherit the family business at home?"

"This boy?" Father Zhuang still hated his son. "I'm idle all day, I don't know what I'm busy with. I can't help making wine, but fortunately, I have a small business ..."

However, although it was disgusting, the tone was full of pride.

Most of the people present were middle-aged and elderly people, and they all understood that this kind of talk was derogatory, in fact it was a boastful tone, and they even complimented.

However, gossiping is gossip. Once Mr. Zhuang got the ingredients for winemaking, he suddenly became serious.

He put on a clean white gown, a mask, a hat, gloves, and got busy around the "pub brewer".

A group of middle-aged people are feeling in their hearts, okay, finally they are working.

Where are they actually interested in making wine?

They want to see the production process. Although they let Zhuang dad start work, they are still not assured.

Their family and friends also need alcohol.

Dad Zhuang was in the greenhouse, and everyone was outside the greenhouse, seeing clearly through the transparent plexiglass.

At the time, when the manor chef Feng Bin cooked for Zhuang not far away, he could attract many people to make videos and send friends.

The skill of Zhuang Dad's brewing is already very skilled. Under the addition of the estate's identity card, the efficiency is high, people are stunned, every move, his own rules.

I saw Dad Zhuang moving around the wine maker, with precise movements, no more or less.

The father used Zhuang to make grapes this time. I saw Zhuang started working with both hands and chopped down the skin of the grapes. It was not the same as when Zhuang had eaten it. It was completely different from eating for a long time. I saw Zhuang. Dad's two hands were shaking like a phantom. The grape skin was piled down like a purple waterfall, and the grapes with the outer skin faded. The crystal clear green ball bounced lightly and fell into a nearby basin.

Just scraping the grape skin has made everyone look stunned and almost forgot to breathe.

After half an hour, when a bottle of anti-disease wine was put into the small bottle, the people present exhaled: "I finally understand what the spirit of craftsmanship is, but all kinds of skills have reached the extreme, which is really shocking. People's hearts ... "

"Master of brewing!"

"Master!"

The director of the CDC said: "Now I suddenly understand why Takata's imitations have no effect. Although I don't know how to make wine, I can see that every step of Lao Zhuang just now is very accurate, even if it is an experiment. The experiment in the room is no more than that. There must be any special processing process that can't be analyzed only by the composition. The culture of our ancestors is indeed profound and profound! "

The clapping of applause sounded, and then Zhuang's father reacted, waving with a little embarrassment.

The batch of wine made by Zhuang's father was quickly snapped up by everyone.

Seeing the father of Zhuang started to prepare the materials again seriously, everyone realized that the previous cure wine was all made by the father of Zhuang himself.

These people were just in Zhuang ’s yard, watching Zhuang ’s wine for an afternoon, as if they were enjoying a show, but after all, they were busy with business and finally had to leave.

After leaving one by one, my heart was filled with emotion.

Such a traditional, down-to-earth craftsman, who produced this amazing wine, was framed by people, and almost robbed of the results. Even a well-informed crowd is still in the heart, secretly angry.

How could this happen in Virtual City!

Absolutely not allowed!

No, you have to compensate the honest man.

When Zhuang came back in the afternoon, he saw a lot of signs in the manor.

"Intangible Cultural Heritage Protection Unit."

"Key support units for the virtual city."

"Virtual City Quality Exemption Unit ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Daguo Craftsman."

"The key unit of wine culture inheritance."

"Certificate of ingenuity."

"Certificate of Virtual City Brewery Association."

"The director unit of the Virtual City Enterprise Federation."

Anyone who can give something to the certification has given him a plaque.

Zhuang not far watched as those brands almost covered the gate of the farmhouse, and he couldn't speak.

Look at Zhuang Dad who is still brewing seriously, Zhuang not far shook his head slightly.

Chuang Da doesn't care about interests, but these brands are more than interests?

Maybe this is called Daqiao not working, if Dazhi is stupid.