Inside the sake cellar of a simple brewery.

Wu Jun was holding a porcelain bowl in his hand.

The porcelain bowl contains a liquid that is bright yellow and translucent, about the same color as honey.

At the beginning, the hut that Xu Shucai took him to visit was the place where the super rice was distilled after the fermentation process was completed.

Even after all the finished wine has been transferred to the cellar, there is still an intoxicating aroma in the distillation room.

"Mr. Wu, how about a quick taste, this wine will definitely not disappoint you. Xu Shucai urged excitedly beside him.

When he was seven or eight years old, he followed his father and grandfather, and felt that turning grain into wine was extremely magical.

When I was a child, I was exposed to it, and when I grew up, I devoted myself to this industry, and I worked for a lifetime.

Although winemaking did not make Xu Shucai rich, it is also his skill to settle down, and he also has a deep affection for this industry.

Alcohol blending saves time and effort, profits are objective, and gradually becomes the mainstream, pure grain winemaking is becoming more and more declining, and its own winery has been passed down for three generations, and in its own generation, it has not been able to make any distinctive good wine.

In order to support his family, Xu Shucai could only bow to life and use the cheapest materials to brew the worst quality wine in exchange for a meager income.

At this moment, a rural winemaker can make such a good quality wine in his lifetime, which is simply an infinite glory for Xu Shucai.

This is just like those ancient times who rushed to take the exam every year and fell off the list every year, and suddenly one day they were the top students in high school.

At the beginning, Wu Jun told him not to tell anyone about super rice brewing, and to keep a low profile.

The wine is brewed, and the quality is very good, but it can't be used by outsiders, and it can suffocate the wood of the tree.

On the way back by Wu Jun's car at that time, Xu Shucai finally found someone who could share his joy.

Xu Shucai is eager to share this joy.

"Uncle Xu, you have worked hard for a while, then I will try Uncle Xu's craftsmanship. Wu Jun said with a smile, raised his arm slightly, his lips close to the edge of the bowl, and took a small sip of the wine made with super rice.

When the wine entered his throat, the expression on Wu Jun's face became very exciting, and his tears were almost lost.

This wine is so delicious!

The honey fragrance is elegant, the entrance is soft, the mouth is refreshing and backfilled, and the lips and teeth are fragrant after drinking.

After reminiscing for a while, Wu Jun came back to his senses from his joy.

"Good wine!" Wu Jun praised the wine, and gave Xu Shucai a thumbs up, praising him, "Uncle Xu is worthy of being an ancestral craft, and this wine is absolutely amazing." ”

"The main thing is that the raw materials provided by Mr. Wu are good. Xu Shucai laughed innocently, very self-aware and modest.

Wu Jun has drunk a lot of good wine during this time, Moutai, Wuliangye, Jian Nanchun, and the kind of Luzhou Laojiao that costs thousands of yuan a bottle, he has tasted them all.

In all fairness, to be impartial, the liquor brewed by Super Daming can definitely beat all the liquors on the market.

Feitian Moutai has to go a little back in front of the wine brewed by super rice.

This result far exceeded Wu Jun's expectations, and he was very happy.

Originally, he thought that he would be very satisfied if he could make a wine of similar quality as Moutai.

At this time, the wine made from super rice, even the big brother of the national liquor Moutai has fallen down.

Although the quality of super rice is absolutely excellent, the brewing process of a small workshop-style distillery like the Xu family is definitely incomparable with that of a regular large distillery like Moutai.

The same ingredient is a taste that can be stir-fried at home.

The chef of Yeluzi in the small restaurant on the street stir-fried it is a taste.

The chef in the star hotel stir-fried another flavor.

At the beginning, Wu Jun handed over the work of winemaking to Xu Shucai, but he didn't have to choose, he didn't have to choose.

He knows only Xu Shucai, a lone seedling.

In addition, there are two layers of relationship between Xu Fei and Xu Minli, and Wu Jun is also relieved to leave this matter to Xu Shucai.

After all, the quality of super rice is too domineering, and if the super rice brewing is left to someone else, Wu Jun will not be at ease.

At this moment, Xu Shucai, who was driven by Wu Jun to put ducks on the shelves, handed over a satisfactory answer to Wu Jun.

Wu Jun asked Xu Shucai to take a plastic wine jug and put a pot of wine, and the two went out of the wine cellar and entered the room where Xu Shucai rested and slept.

The room is very small, only a dozen square meters, and the layout is very simple, only a sleeping bed and a high-legged bench made of wood.

"Mr. Wu, please sit down, the place is a little simple, don't dislike it. Xu Shucai wiped the surface of the bench with his sleeve and handed it to Wu Jun.

"Uncle Xu, you don't have to be so angry with me, you can also sit. Wu Jun took out a cigarette, handed one to Xu Shucai, and sat on the stool.

The two sat on the bed and the other on a stool, and Wu Jun asked Xu Shucai a few questions about wine.

He has tasted the wine made from super rice, and he is extremely satisfied, and now he is most concerned about the wine yield.

"Mr. Wu, what do you say about this semi-finished rice you provide," Xu Shucai said about the process of brewing, his face was bright, "I have lived for most of my life, and I have never seen such a special rice." ”

"Generally speaking, the grain with the highest wine yield is sweet potatoes, and the wine yield is about 7 percent, that is to say, one pound of sweet potatoes can eventually produce 7 taels of wine. ”

"The average rice, the wine rate is about 4 percent, our rice, the wine rate is simply simple, a pound of rice can produce more than 9 halves, almost no waste. ”

"The wine rate is so high?" Wu Jun looked surprised when he heard Xu Shucai's words.

The quality is so good, and the wine yield is so high, which makes it impossible to let other grains live.

Wu Jun asked again: "What about the alcohol content?

Xu Shucai said: "My distillery does not have a professional instrument for measuring alcohol content, and the alcohol content is about 68 degrees according to the local method. ”

"So high?" Wu Jun tasted the wine just now, and he felt energetic, but he didn't go up yet, and he couldn't drink the specific degree just by drinking it with his mouth.

68 degrees, many puree wines do not have this degree.

"It's not like drinking," Xu Shucai said with an affirmative face, "but it's definitely this degree, the difference between up and down is not 1 degree, and I measured back and forth five times." ”

"Let me think about ......" After getting the alcohol yield and alcohol content, Wu Jun fell into deep thought.

In addition to the external packaging and the reputation of the wine, the quality of the wine, the yield of the wine, and the alcohol content determine the price of a wine.

At this time, the wine came out, and Wu Jun began to have a headache about the price again.

The wine made from super rice is of high quality, and the quality is so good that Wu Jun has a little headache.

How much is the right bottle to sell?

Sold more expensive than Moutai, too high-profile,

It is inconsistent with Wu Jun's concept of making a fortune in a low-key manner.

The quality is there, and the sales are low, and he definitely doesn't want to.

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