Although you don't have to bear or carry, but you can survive a person, you see my old bones, it has been boiled like this, you are such a big wine shop, there must be a lot of things, I can survive for a few years?"

When Wu Yingcheng heard this, his heart was half cold, he had also heard the saying that one pound of good wine costs ten pounds of sweat, but he didn't expect this thing to be so difficult to get, no wonder some masters of big wineries are all national treasure-level figures, and their salaries are higher than those of many executives, this is the crystallization of blood and sweat.

Just as he was about to say something, Wu Yanhong spoke again, "Old toast, you and I are both old, and we can't do things for too long, but brother, you are more blessed than me, and you have a son."

It's not the first time that Xiao Wu has come back to our village, you should also know very well what he is about, don't say anything else, just say that the antique money he gave to these people in our village is thousands, should you also help him on behalf of our Zao Village?"

Wu Sanbao touched his beard, looked at Wu Yingcheng carefully for a while, and thought that he had been fighting with Wu Yanhong, an old ghost, for so many years, and he had never surrendered, this time for the sake of this young man, he actually took the initiative to admit defeat, this person must be a benevolent and righteous lord.

"Then Xiao Wu is not like this, what about my son, he has been learning to make wine with me for five years, if you can afford him, ask him to be a master, but you still have to give me that amount for wages."

But I won't take advantage of you, old man, when my son enters your winery, I will follow him, and give him all the skills I have, and as for the salary or anything, you don't have to give it, just give him a spacious place to live. ”

Wu Yingcheng glanced at Wu Yanhong, full of gratitude, if it weren't for his words, he wouldn't know what to do today, if he has the opportunity in the future, he must repay this old man, looked back at the old toast, and said: "Old toast, why didn't you say earlier that Brother Wu would also make wine?

In this case, I simply ask you father and son, I will pay you according to the salary, and the place where you live will be satisfied, if you are not satisfied, I will repair it for you, as for manpower and material resources, if there is any need, you can mention it.

In a word, when your father and son come to me, you can just take the money to make wine, and don't worry about anything else, I will arrange it for you properly. ”

Wu Sanbao is really old, he is sixty-seven years old this year, and he has long wanted to find a time to pass on his skills to his youngest son Wu Sansheng, but he is suffering from this winemaking too exquisite, and he will collapse if he is not careful.

Now it's the middle of September, the autumn tiger has just left, and the weather is about 20 degrees to 30 seats, which is a good time for the second winemaking, just let his son try it himself, and he will put several key points on the line.

"Xiao Wu, your baby is really a benevolent and righteous lord, if I push the old man again, it will be my fault. The weather is good these days, it is a good time to open a rake, you wait a while, I will go to explain a few words to the family, let's set off to your winery now. ”

"Good. ”

Time is money, Wu Yingcheng listened to Wu Sanbao's words, and didn't dare to delay more, and found two more people to help carry the antiques, and the group rushed towards the mountain like a hurried march.

When he arrived in Daxing Township, Wu Yingcheng directly gave Wang Sufen the list of antiques, then found two more horses, and without a moment's delay, went straight to the winery to find Zhang Dali's second uncle to hand over related matters.

He didn't expect Wu Yingcheng to find a white-bearded old man, and while he was surprised, he was also a little worried about his new winery, out of selfishness and fear, he didn't explain in detail, and after receiving half a month's salary, he took a few people away.

Wu Yingcheng doesn't mind, as the so-called hearing is better than seeing, just to test Wu Sanbao, busy with Song Beiqiu to open a warehouse to produce grain, rake and wine, is it a real master, or in vain, a week later, you can see the difference, if you do, you will stay, if not, there is still time to change people.

Of course, the master chef is the key to a winery, once replaced, many things have to be rearranged, the first is the personnel adjustment, and then there are many problems to be solved such as the food and accommodation arrangements for the two.

The people who can stay now are all people who have been tempted by Zhang Dali and others and can stand the test, no matter how Wu Yingcheng's winery develops in the future, these people will definitely be the backbone, and he doesn't want to offend anyone.

But Wu Sanbao treats winemaking, just like a mother who has just given birth to a baby, cares to the extreme, from the selection of materials to the use of people, they are quite particular.

If you are too young, you can't ask for it, if you are too old, if you like to put on a shelf, if you are too ugly, if you can't ask for it, if it's too beautiful, if you're too old

came and went, more than a dozen workers and masters left in the winery, male and female, half of them were unqualified, Wu Yingcheng went, and before he could speak, his old man stretched out his hand and made a stop posture.

"Xiao Wu, good wine is like a baby, you can't be sloppy, if you want to be popular in the first jar of brewing this autumn, you have to listen to me." ”

Wu Yingcheng really didn't want to listen to him, if he was just a braggart king, he would lose a lot, but he was so full of words before, he couldn't even be satisfied with the first one, and he could only be cheeky and talk to people one by one.

If you are willing to stay and do the rest, you will stay, and if you are not willing to stay, you will be given a whole month's salary, and you can go to find work elsewhere with peace of mind.

was busy until the afternoon, and he had to recruit new workers and masters, so he had to invite Song Beilin out again and mobilize his brothers, whether they were beautiful women or handsome guys, as long as they were young and strong, willing to work and could endure hardships, they all notified me.

Early the next morning, these people came in twos and threes, Wu Sanbao was like a Bole, first look at the appearance, then look at the thickness of the fingers, mental energy, all of them, all of them have passed, and then they began to lecture, and after a week of training and trial, they can finally decide who can stay.

Wu Yingcheng can't control these things anymore, so he can only let Yang Xiaoyue, the accountant, also serve as the secretary, if there is anything that can't be solved by looking for Song Beiqiu in advance, he will send someone to Shuanggou Town to find himself, and after the order is over, he hurried to the county seat.

Although I spent a dollar on a tractor on the road, when I arrived in the county seat, it was already more than ten o'clock, and I had already missed the auspicious time for the fortune teller to open the store.

Fortunately, Wu Yingcheng told Wang Sufen about this yesterday afternoon, and when she saw that he didn't come back at night, she took advantage of the night to find Lao Cai, and came with Wu Peizhong early with a few antiques that were not very valuable.

"If only there was a bicycle. ”

Wu Yingcheng thought that Wang Sufen hadn't rested for a few days, and he was going to run around for himself again, and sighed in his heart, hey, the stall is big, there are too many things, and it is no longer possible to rely on his own legs.

But in this era, bicycles are a rare object, more difficult to buy than cars more than ten years later, not only for tickets, but also for special personnel.

As for Wu Yingcheng, a 10,000-yuan household who is occasionally called a capitalist, he can only think about it, unless someone can give this quota to himself.

Come to think of it, there is really such a person, that is Uncle Wang Kaixuan, he is now the director of the Municipal Transportation Bureau, no matter how you say it, you have to have a bicycle quota.

Of course, this matter still has to be done by Wang Sufen, he is a cheap nephew who can't hit with eight poles, and it is not easy for others to give you face and call uncle, but you can't kick your nose in the face and forget your identity.

Antique shops are no better than restaurants, in order to make a fortune, they have to invite a customer or something when they open a store, especially in this era, this kind of shop is almost quietly done, as if engaging in illegal activities.

Wu Yingcheng opened this store, and he didn't tell anyone that apart from his parents, Wu Yingchun knew a little bit about it, and there were no relatives and friends at the door of the store.

Entering the store, Liu Jianguo was holding a bronze tripod and setting a price for an old man, Wu Peizhong and his apprentice Xiao Li were fiddling with a sword from the Ming Dynasty, and Wang Sufen was writing the name and price of the newly acquired antique.

Seeing that Wu Yingcheng, the boss, was only coming now, the three men didn't say anything, what should be done, Wang Sufen hurriedly put down the work in his hand and took him to the second floor.

According to Wu Yingcheng's meaning, this will be a place for big customers to stay in the future, whether it is decoration or furnishings, it is relatively important to pay attention to it.

It's just that Wu Yingcheng has never had time to care about this matter, it was Wang Sufen who took advantage of the second day of hospitalization to pull Wu Peizhong to design it, and brought him here today, needless to say, just to let him accept it.

"Mom, you're so talented. ”

Looking at the bamboo walls and wooden tables in the house, the coffee table and the sand cups, Wu Yingcheng found that aesthetics are really innate.

Although these things don't seem to cost much, they are all decently decorated, just like Wang Sufen, who has both the generosity of everyone's ladies and the reserve of traditional women in the Dragon Kingdom.

But Wang Sufen's next sentence startled Wu Yingcheng, she grinned and said: "Silly boy, your mother and I are a villager, although I have been reading for a few years, where do I understand this, this is what Xiao Zhang helped to get." ”

Who is Xiao Zhang, Wu Yingcheng doesn't need to ask to know, "Zhang Cuilan, Mom, did you tell her about me opening this store?"

"yes, what's wrong? Look at you, you seem to blame me. ”

Wu Yingcheng really blames Wang Sufen, since Tang Defa, a scumbag, left the country, he has done a deep introspection, and feels that Zhang Cuilan should not be dragged like this.

It's just a matter of feelings, whether it's divided or scattered, if it's too hasty, most of it will backfire, and you can only stay away slowly.