As soon as Old Man Li spoke, the villager representatives were all moved.

At the same time they were thinking.

Or do you want to trust young people once?

A little more than halfway.

They all responded.

"Director Zhang, I'll give you a thousand!"

"Kong Zhishu, I'll give five hundred!"

"I'm out of three thousand!"

……

Zhang Hao and Kong Zhishu saw hope again, and maybe they could really raise start-up capital.

Zhang Hao knew in his heart that a dollar was also thrown out of the land by the villagers.

It can be seen how heavy each dollar is.

I can't let down the villagers.

Zhang Hao: "Let's be quiet first, the captain of each team will be responsible for collecting the money after it comes down, and now I will explain the second question.

The problem of marketing, I don't know how to describe this problem in detail, but please believe me, as long as the bud wine we brew is mellow and authentic, there will definitely be a market!"

The so-called wine fragrance is not afraid of deep alleys!

In fact, Zhang Hao is also ready for the second hand.

He thought that Liu Dong was a person who liked to drink liquor, and if he could come forward and say a few words, it would be equivalent to a celebrity advertisement.

What's more, the government attracts investment and businesses every year, or has some exchanges with the leaders above.

Besides, they all drink liquor, and the liquor for 20 yuan a pound is much more decent than a famous liquor such as Moutai.

At that time, if you can still pull Secretary Zhou to stand up and give a thumbs up, will there still be a lack of sales?

The prerequisite is that the price is high, and the quality of the liquor must be passed.

Zhang Hao looked confident, and the villagers believed him for the time being.

Zhang Hao: "As for the problem of the road, I won't say much, waiting for the winery to get started, and the road will almost start construction.

The early liquor sales of Kong Zhishu's tractor can be fully satisfied!"

Zhang Hao solved the three questions raised by the villagers one by one in the form of language.

When the villagers heard this, it was quite reasonable, and they immediately dispelled their concerns.

After the afternoon meeting, at about three o'clock, the villagers dispersed.

Zhang Hao locked the door of the village committee and took Da Hei to the scene with Secretary Kong.

At the end of the street, there is a winery.

The master of the distillery is surnamed Zhou, called Zhou Shu, a master who is over half a hundred years old.

The liquor of Wanling Township is famous for him.

I heard that last year, we also reached a partnership with a supermarket chain in SD.

There are hundreds of thousands of profits a year.

Zhang Hao and Kong Zhishu came here to visit and study.

In front of the winery, Master Zhou took off his gloves and apron and sat down.

Take a breath!

He took out his cigarette gun and knocked it on the stool.

Shake out the remaining tobacco leaves.

I added new tobacco leaves, took out a lighter, and lit it.

The lighter didn't ignite, Master Zhou shook it, but it didn't catch fire.

I guess it's out of gas.

Kong Zhishu stepped forward quickly, took out a lighter and lit Master Zhou's smoking gun.

Master Zhou took two sips and said, "Thank you!"

"It's a good effort!" said Kong Zhishu with a smile.

"Brother, have you become a cultured person?" said Master Zhou.

When Zhang Hao heard this, he guessed that Kong Zhishu and Master Zhou should be acquaintances.

"Dude, stop kidding me!"

"Hahaha, why do you have time to come to my place today? Want to get two catties of wine to eat?" asked Master Zhou.

"That's a must, and there's an important thing I want to ask you for!"

"If you have a fart, I can't stand your appearance!" Master Zhou said boldly.

"I'm going to build a winery in the village, and I'm going to trouble my brother to take me on a tour and give me some pointers!"

"You're here to steal my business?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, brother, your reputation has long been out of the way!"

Master Zhou put down his cigarette gun and stood up, and said to Zhang Hao, who was standing next to him, "Come on, young man, come in and have a look!"

As soon as I took two steps, I smelled an indescribable smell.

This smell is not the smell of sake, but the smell of something fermented.

Zhang Hao asked suspiciously: "Master Zhou, this smell is not very good!"

"It's good to get used to it, it's the taste of buds in the steamer!"

Zhang Hao walked in and saw that a huge steamer was on a large boiler, steaming. It was exactly what Zhang Hao smelled.

There was a young man burning under the boiler, and the fire was very strong.

Chef Zhou said: "I still use traditional methods to make wine, and now there are machines on the market that sell wine, which looks much simpler.

But the wine still tastes a little bit worse!"

Several people walked up to a wine jar, and a thin pipe dripped water into the jar.

"Come, taste it, the wine that just came out!"

Master Zhou used a grape to beat the wine and came out in two.

Kong Zhishu took a sip.

full of praise and thumbs up: "Cool, it's still this taste, it hasn't changed in 20 years, it's authentic!"

"Would you like to taste it too?" Master Zhou asked Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao just took a sip, and his expression was not good-looking.

For a person who can't drink, he will only find the liquor spicy and heartburning.

"Hahaha, at first glance, it's a little young!" Master Zhou said with a smile.

He has seen a lot of people in wine culture, and as long as he takes a sip, he can tell the amount of alcohol and the age of this person.

It's a bit of a waste to have someone who doesn't know how to drink go for a tasting.

Fortunately, Kong Zhishu can drink it, otherwise no one will try the wine brewed in the village in the future.

The inside of the distillery is very spacious, and there are many fermented buds spread on the ground.

The bract grains turned from golden yellow to a little black, and thermometers were inserted in every other pile.

Master Zhou said: "These used buds are also good things, and they are used to feed the pigs.

Pigs treat it as a delicacy, and pigs that grow up eating dregs are at least three or four hundred catties!"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he was secretly happy.

It just so happens that wild boars are also being raised in the village.

Presumably, wild boars are not immune to this either.

Rational use of waste.

Running a winery can also boost the farming industry in the village.

After Master Zhou took the two of them to visit, he finally summed up a sentence: "Good wine has to be attentive, so that drinkers can feel this heart!"

"Brother, I've learned a lot from you!" said Kong Zhishu.

"Master Zhou, how much does it cost to run a winery as big as yours?" Zhang Hao put forward the biggest practical problem at present.

"I've been building this distillery for many years, and it cost 10,000 or 20,000 at the time, if I rebuild it now, let alone 100,000 guaranteed!" Master Zhou conservatively estimated.

Lakh!

It's still a conservative estimate.

Zhang Hao was a little worried, whether the village could raise 100,000 yuan was a big problem.

Seeing Zhang Hao's concerns, Kong Zhishu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, there is always a way!"

The two said goodbye to Master Zhou.

"If you need any help, I'm about to retire!" Master Zhou said enthusiastically.

"Brother, thank you in advance!"

The two returned to the village committee on a tractor for nearly ten o'clock.

At the invitation of Kong Zhishu, Zhang Hao went to his house to drink a bowl of bud grain porridge.

The face is not good-looking, yellow, and sticky like, but when you drink it in your mouth, it is moderately salty and sweet, which is very good, that is, it quenches your thirst and fills your stomach.