In the following days, Yuanyuan and Wang Jing did not come to harass Wang Yong again. The school affairs should be kept busy and they were not busy. They even had to solve the problem with the teachers in the cafeteria.

However, the food in the school cafeteria is still quite good, and anyone who has eaten this will nod to agree with it. Wang Yong, who is idle, doesn't know what to do.

The girl Wenwen, who fucked her aunt, followed her aunt Wang Qian, every day, or she would go to the city to buy a lot of money, and within a few days, she filled in the dolls and beautiful clothes for Wenwen.

Of course, Wang Qian didn't spend any of this money. She took it out of the bank card that was taken out of his second brother Wang Yong, and in the name of helping him train his fucking daughter to a real aristocrat.

Wang Yong, who is not aristocratic, doesn't care. He always thinks that he is a small farmer who has no ambitions and is content with his wealth. He is born in the countryside and grew up in the countryside. Although he has been living outside for a few years, he still likes rural life from the bottom of his heart.

There is no loneliness in the city, no indifference in the city, nor noisy in the city, so he just wanted to stay here like this for the rest of his life and never leave again.

Zhang Wei also thinks that the countryside is pretty good, especially in Banshan Village, where he is very willing to stay here for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, his identity makes it impossible for him to realize this wish.

Look, a district government in Beijing and the Ministry of Light Industry held a wine tasting ceremony. It was originally planned to open during the grape ripening season, but it was postponed for some reasons.

The invitation has been sent to the factory long ago, and it is unnecessary to mention Wang Yong's godmother's position in the wine industry. If the organizing committee did not even invite her, then there would probably be few foreign manufacturers who would come to participate.

However, many insiders at home and abroad know that since Ms. Liu married to Banshan Village, she rarely showed up in public again.

But her prestige is more than above before, because she has a husband and godson who is even better than her.

Since the completion of the winery, many old friends have come to visit her and invited her to participate in some industry activities.

Unfortunately, there were only a few successful experiences, especially after Zhang Wei came, Zhang Wei usually attended as her plenipotentiary representative.

Look, she handed all the invitations to Zhang Wei for several major events in the wine industry held this year, and then said: If you want to go, go, and if you don’t want to go, throw them away!

Zhang Wei was just in contact with this industry before, and there was no finished wine in the factory. He thought that he would watch the fun in the past, but he didn't participate.

Two days ago, he went to see his master. When he was chatting with his master, his master talked about several major events in the international wine industry and said he wanted to go and see it, but unfortunately he looked down on it. Only the technical leaders of those three or four major factories in China can have this opportunity.

Zhang Wei said casually, "You've said it earlier!" I didn't go to any of my invitations because the venue had just started construction and had not finished the wine.

Then the old man was scolded fiercely, saying that he was ignorant of his skills. He did not seek progress, did not know how to advance, wasted good opportunities, etc., which made Zhang Wei want to lower his head into his crotch.

This is his teacher. It can be said that his kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Even without Wang Yong's support, he will learn it in a few years without him learning it. He will still find a job for him, and he will get a minimum salary of 6,000 yuan per month.

Although he has been very awesome recently after being enlightened by Wang Yong, he is not strong at all in front of this mentor. He doesn't dare to do so at all, and he hasn't even thought about it.

If others don’t say it, even if the parents at home are the first to be the ones, they have to cut off their relationship with him. It is not an exaggeration to say that the gratitude of these two people in the family is to his master.

If Zhang Wei rushed to the front of his master, the first one slapped him was definitely his father, and then his mother would continue.

Next, I didn’t say anything anymore. The teacher in Beijing also wanted to participate. Zhang Wei was ordered to go with him to open his eyes and see if there were any new technologies or new craftsmanship. Even if he tasted other people’s wine, he would gain a lot of insight.

Early the next morning, Zhang Wei drove Wang Yong's Land Rover downstairs, and he was with Sean, the craftsman of the factory and his private translator.

There is no need to introduce the master. Since Zhang Wei arrived at Banshan Village, he has been troubled by the master. There are many domestic specialties, and he and Sean cannot play with it. This old man who has been in the wine circle for a lifetime can save them a lot of trouble with just one guide.

Moreover, the old man is easy to learn. Not only is he very clear about the old craftsmanship, but he is also very concerned about some new craftsmanship in the world. He often gathers with Sean to chat and talk.

One thing that Zhang Wei, Wang Yong and even Liu Hui did not expect was that under the rumor of this old man, Sean, a famous figure in international wine making, was completely fascinated by Chinese liquor.

Moreover, his Chinese proficiency has also improved by leaps and bounds. Some of the usual communications, gestures and words can at least make people know what it means.

As long as I have some free time, in addition to returning to China to check out, I spend most of my time taking a plane to various famous wine production areas in China and drinking everywhere with my name. Two-thirds of the white wine in Wang Yong's wine cellar are the gains this guy has gained in the past six months.

Some of them were given to him by others, because he did not have a suitable place to store it, so he was taken for granted to temporarily put it in the Wang family's wine cellar.

Most of them were asked to pass it on to Liu Hui and Wang Yong on their behalf. This guy didn't care whether these two would accept it or not, and brought it back all of them.

Every time there was a good wine, Sean would go to Zhang to show off. Sean looked for Zhang, and the two of them would find a small restaurant, order a few dishes, and then start to taste the wine.

However, most of the time, Zhang Wei drove to take the master, then ran to the greenhouse restaurant, or in the factory canteen, he called Dawei over and made a few dishes and ate delicious food and wine together.

Because there are different good wines to drink every time, even Uncle Zhang came to participate several times after he found out. In general wineries, especially those old wineries, which one does not have a few aged cellars!

Any one of these old wines is absolutely good, at least made of pure grains. Unlike many so-called famous wines nowadays, they are famous for their commercial use. In fact, they are blended wines, and there are almost no real raw wines.

Although some wines are also made, they are not good due to the materials. For example, the white wine brewed in rural areas using powder residues (scrats filtered out from sweet potatoes can generally be used to feed livestock). If it is just brewed, it will not be able to drink it at all.

When Wang Yong was in school, a classmate from Linji Province, Northeast China. Through him, he met his fellow villagers in Northeast China, and even a very beautiful Korean girl who had him secretly fall in love with for a long time during college.

At that time, there were many small wineries in the entire county in my hometown, and there were three or four in the town. When I went home for the New Year, Wang Yong brought a pot of ten-liter raw powdered rice wine from a winery and took it back to make a gift to the drunkards.

As a result, those guys who could drink a pound of fun could just pick up one pound. When Wang Yong said that the wine was too high and too spicy, they could mix it with other low-alcohol wine or drink it for a while, they immediately became angry.

"You look down on me, right?"

"What kind of spirits we haven't drunk?"

"I have a lot of wine that is burned, sweet potatoes, stuffed donkeys, and old men's vodka, and I have also drunk a lot of wine at 60 or 70 degrees."

"Oh, I always feel unsatisfied with drinking the wine from you, just like drinking water. You are just right."

Another one was even more direct. He snatched the plastic pot he was carrying, unscrewed the lid, and got a full three taels of wine into his cup. Then he looked at Wang Yong with disdain and fucked without saying a word.

It was too late for Wang Yong to stop him.

That guy, that momentum and heroism. The character of the Northeastern people is truly vividly expressed!

"good!"

"We have to let this guy Wang Yong see the heroic spirit of our Northeastern man!"

The group of applauded before they finished publishing one by one, and the one who had just finished drinking just jumped up with a loud voice. He caught the glass of Sprite in front of Wang Yong and poured it into his mouth.

The shouting sounded out immediately scared everyone. Everyone stared at the guy who was still covering his stomach and squirting his throat all over the room after drinking the glass of Sprite.

Next, when Wang Yong thought he should call 120 and send him to gastric lavage, the kid finally recovered slowly. But after the next meal, he didn't even touch a drop of wine.

Since then, these kids have begun to like the sausage wine from Wang Yong's hometown. According to their theory, only this kind of wine tastes enough and is the wine that men should drink, including the guy who almost went to get a stomachache.

A group of people also swear that when they graduate in the future, they will do this wine business. Not only in the Northeast, but also in the Russians.

Unfortunately, because Wang Yong left school early for an internship, he had fewer and fewer contacts with them. Finally, after they all returned to the Northeast, the contact was gradually broken.

If the powdered slag wine is not blended by the winemaker, it will definitely be difficult to swallow, especially the high-level raw wine.

Moreover, the formaldehyde content of this wine is many times that of ordinary white wine. Although most of the wines on the market meet the national standards, it is better to say that there are fewer things that are harmful to the human body?

Nowadays, because the area of ​​sweet potato planting is greatly reduced, the area of ​​powdered wine is becoming less and less. Drinking people who like to drink strong alcohol and those who like to be greedy for cheap in the countryside are not easy to buy this kind of wine.

It is really troublesome to plant sweet potatoes in the north. They have been busy since the beginning of spring and have been busy until the outside is frozen and ice, and people with a lot of land may not be able to finish their work.

In contrast, the income is not as high as expected. If you work hard in a year, you can get one or two thousand yuan at most per acre of land, and the good year may be even higher.

But compared to working outside, a month's salary of two or three thousand, even three thousand, four thousand, or five or six thousand, who would be willing to serve it with one sweat bead?

Nowadays, except for grapes, the most planted local area is corn. Agrarian land, sowing, fertilizing, and mechanized. There is no need to manage it after planting. It is just a little troublesome to harvest. But it is not easy to plant sweet potatoes.

The key is that it is to liberate people from the ground and have time to work in other places for several months or even a whole year. There is not much land for each household, and the old ladies in the family can do it alone.

It is precisely because of the significant reduction in the area of ​​sweet potato planting, the wine made from sweet potato powder and slags has gradually disappeared from people's sight.

There may be a few small wineries that are still cooking this kind of wine, but there are no one around Mid-mountain village.

In addition, because everyone has money, no one cares about the 80 cents. You can buy better wine by spending a few cents more. Few people are willing to drink the very spicy and inferior powdered rice wine. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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The house will give you a little knowledge: the methanol and miscellaneous oil content of fermented wine (fruit wine, wine) is hundreds of times higher than that of distilled wine (white wine). This is clearly written in the national standard.

This is also why drinking too much wine will make it more uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!