"Pick up the lamp and look at the sword when you are drunk, and dream of blowing the horn and the camp", many people can't be more familiar with this poem.

But do you know what kind of wine made Xin Qiji drunk? It is Shangrao's Songqu rice shochu.

The southeast has always been the land of fish and rice, with good water and rice, and good wine.

Shangrao Distillery, a state-owned distillery on the side of the Xinjiang River, was merged by more than a dozen old distilleries, which is said to have been handed down from the Song Dynasty, but Xu Xuecheng can't figure out the specific time.

However, in the past few years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have allocated so much rice to him in the city to make wine, mostly some sweet potato crushed grains as raw materials, and bulk soju is produced.

Some time ago, the newly promoted Vice Mayor Zhou asked Xu Xuecheng about politics and wanted to find a new way out for the city.

After he went back, he checked the information of the winery, he didn't know if he didn't check, he still didn't know, what should he do with this winery?

Since he couldn't think of it, he simply took advantage of Xu Shaodong's free time and took him to the winery for a field trip.

After getting out of the car, he smelled the aroma of soju from afar, and Xu Xuecheng took two sharp sips with his nose.

"That's it?"

"yes, don't you smell it all?" Zhou Zuoxing said.

There were more than a dozen people standing at the gate of the winery, and when an old factory director was wearing reading glasses, and the hot sun was still wearing an octagonal hat, he saw the car stop and rushed over.

"You're Vice Mayor Zhou, aren't you?" Yes, wearing reading glasses, it is no bad to look at people.

"Yes, I'm Zhou Zuoxing, comrades are fortunate!"

"No hard work, no hard work, as long as the leader can always pay attention, we are satisfied!"

The old director was very excited, this was probably the first time that such a big official had come to inspect this broken winery.

A few old tiled houses, yellow mud and walls, Xu Xuecheng can't bear to look at it directly, this can be regarded as a state-owned brewery?

Vice Mayor Zhou asked the old director to lead the way and entered the winery.

Xu Xuecheng saw the old and young masters at the door at first, thinking that they were all cadres of the winery, but after chatting, he realized that these dozen people were the team of the entire winery!

"No wonder it can't develop," Xu Xuecheng muttered.

"What?" Vice Mayor Zhou asked, Xu Xuecheng didn't answer him, and left by himself, touching here and looking there, he really hadn't seen this kind of local winemaking winery.

Tools are also stoves, wine steaming, wine pots are indispensable, the key is the koji and raw materials, can be called "rice flowers in the fragrance of the harvest year, listen to the sound of frogs" place, Shangrao's rice is naturally excellent, then the rest is koji.

"Master, what kind of song are you using?"

"The little song of the hair in the county, isn't it always used like this in the factory?"

Xu Xuecheng twisted one in his hand, sniffed it, and pinched it with his hand.

In fact, the so-called koji is a small ball made of rice bran mixed with koji mold, and when it grows mycelium, it becomes a small white ball like a silkworm cocoon.

"Didn't you take Song Song?"

"Song Song? What song song," the old master was asked, confused.

Xu Xuecheng thought about it, probably there is no such name now, and he asked a different way, "It's the koji used by the countryside itself,"

"Oh, that, it was still there more than ten years ago, how can I still find it now, oh, yes, Xiao Zhang, come here, won't you do it?"

The old master beckoned to a young man.

"Call me? What's the matter? "A little flat-headed man with a frame for his glasses came running.

The young man had just run over from the steamer, and the lenses were foggy, so he wiped two handfuls with his hand and put them on the bridge of his nose again.

"Do you know how to make Song Song?" Vice Mayor Zhou asked.

Listening to the meaning of Xu Xuecheng's mouth, the way out of this entanglement lies in the "Song Song".

"I~ My family used to make wine, and I can make music, it's just ~ I just don't know if it's the kind you said!"

Xiao Young just heard someone say at the door, this is the mayor of the city, the leader of the factory, the big official, what is this kind of big man looking for himself!

"Don't get excited, say it slowly, you can make music, why don't you use it in the factory?" Xu Xuecheng turned to a big brother and patted the young man on the shoulder and said.

"It's not that I don't make it for the factory, the koji in the factory is all distributed, it's not closed, it's not my business!" The young man was about to cry, thinking that the mayor was going to ask the teacher for guilt.

Zhou Zuoxing also saw that Xu Xuecheng was very interested in this young man with a hooded head and a brain, and comforted him with a smile, "Don't worry, little comrade, no one wants to blame you, we want to ask you for a favor and help us make a batch of koji in the factory." ”

Hearing the mayor say this, Xiao Xiao's legs and feet were no longer trembling, "What's the problem with that, my family used to make wine." ”

"Okay, then you go, when the time comes, use your koji to make wine in the factory, and give you a reward if it's good, by the way, what's your name?" Xu Xuecheng asked.

"My name is Zhang Ronglie,"

Zhang Ronglie? Familiar to me, isn't this the director of the whole grain liquid factory who restored the Song opera process in later generations and replaced the whole grain liquor with pure grains? I have been in trouble for a long time, and I have met the main owner!

Zhou Zuoxing looked at Xu Xuecheng's strange face, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, is there any problem?" ”

"No, the winery can do it, you can talk about how to invest!" Xu Xuecheng said.

Vice Mayor Zhou was very happy, he thought that he would spend a lot of saliva to persuade him, but he didn't expect it to be like this, "That's okay, Director Fu, you can also follow, this is Boss Xu, and he may be a partner of our distillery in the future!" ”

The factory director's surname is Fu, okay, it was not easy to get mixed up with a factory director, but when others shouted, he was still a "deputy factory director".

"Huh?!" Director Fu was a little surprised, he thought it was just a child playing along, but he didn't expect the mayor to call Boss Xu, then it was really the God of Wealth!

Hurriedly followed, led the two to their "factory director's office", which is actually a corner of the big tile house, separated them with a cloth curtain, and made a three-legged lame coffee table to entertain guests.

"I'm going to take 100,000 yuan to invest in the brewery, accounting for 50% of the shares." Xu Xuecheng said.

When the old factory director heard Xu Xuecheng say 100,000, his mouth could be stuffed with eggs, and he couldn't wait to nod immediately, but the mayor was here, and it was not his turn to call the shots.

"100,000? It's too little, and it's not okay to say that fifty percent is not good, at most you will be given thirty percent,"

Zhou Zuoxing has already figured out Xu Xuecheng's temper, if he can invest 100,000, he can earn at least 1 million back, and it is no problem to invest in shares, but fifty percent of them will be controlled, after all, the winery is a state-owned enterprise, although the sparrow is small, the nature is different, he can't put the handle of the number in the hands of others.

"100,000 is too little? You find someone who can invest an additional 100,000 yuan to come out, and if you can't control it, why should I invest money in it, what will you do if you kick me out when the time comes?"

Xu Xuecheng's words are very straightforward, the events of the last dimension gave him alertness, he still can't be too weak, and the truth that people are good and are bullied is common in every era.

Zhou Zuoxing pondered for a while, and whispered to Xu Xuecheng, "I will grant all the land next to this to the winery, and you take 200,000 yuan, and both parties will have half of the equity, right?" ”

In fact, 100,200,000 is no different in Xu Xuecheng's eyes, the key is a matter of attitude, since the other party has given in, he will no longer insist on it, and it would be good to take a step back.

"Okay, but the right to operate the distillery belongs to me, and the accounting has to use my side, of course, the city can send people to check the accounts regularly," the state-owned factory is tired, he can hear a lot in his previous life, and a monopoly as big as petrochemical can lose money every year, and he can't afford to subsidize it.

"Okay, no problem!"

Zhou Zuoxing waved his hand and agreed.

Anyway, there is half of the equity in the city, and he wishes that the management rights belong to Xu Xuecheng, for the management level of these officials in the system, he is a hundred uneasy, with Xu Xuecheng charging in front, he gets half of the income for nothing, what a beautiful thing, he doesn't have the habit of holding all the power in his hands.

It seems to be a child's play, and the equity of a factory has been decided in a few words, but what is called a special zone is a special case, as long as it does not violate the law, the city has given him sufficient rights, and this kind of small factory on the verge of bankruptcy does not need to be discussed at a government meeting at all.