"Freshly made wine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Jiu smiled.

Xiao Teng's nose twitched slightly, and he said, "The wine you made?" Come over and let me try the taste. ”

"Don't you dislike wine?" Xiao Jiu put the barrel down and asked.

For a long time, my father only likes to drink liquor, and once commented that the wine taste is too light and not delicious.

"Son, the taste of your wine seems to be different from other wines." was aroused by alcohol addiction, Xiao Teng commented.

The crystal clear wine water is poured into the porcelain white bowl, colliding with a stronger and mellower wine flavor. When Xiao Jiu had just poured the wine, Xiao Teng's throat rolled his index finger and moved his index finger, picked up the bowl and drank half a bowl of wine with a grunt.

"Good wine! Son, your wine is delicious. After Xiao Teng commented, he drank the remaining half bowl of grunt into his stomach.

"Dad, drink slowly." Xiao Jiu helped pour another bowl and said, "Drinking too much alcohol hurts your body, don't drink it anymore after you finish drinking this bowl." ”

Xiao Teng snorted, picked up the bowl and took a sip, squinting slightly and being a little intoxicated.

"Son, did you really make this wine?"

"When I was making wine the other day, were you just watching?"

"It's such a good wine, it really doesn't look like you made it."

"Dad, you underestimate your own son."

Xiao Teng quickly drank the wine in the bowl, and his eyes were fixed on the glass wine bottle, looking unfinished.

"Son, pour me another glass."

"Dad, alcohol hurts a lot."

"I promise I won't drink this cup today." Xiao Teng almost patted his chest to reassure.

"Okay......" Xiao Jiu helped pour another bowl of wine.

After three bowls of wine, Xiao Teng's cheeks showed a drunken red, although he had not yet reached the point of being drunk, but he talked more than just now.

"Refreshing! It's been a long time since I've tried to drink like this. ”

"Dad, what do you think of this wine compared to liquor?" Xiao Jiu asked.

"Your wine tastes better than liquor." Xiao Teng said: "You can leave these wines in the kitchen, and I will taste them again tomorrow." ”

Xiao Jiu was also very satisfied with his father's approval, but he still had to try the market's reaction.

The county seat is at the nearest intersection of Qianshan Lake, in a hotel called "Zhangji Fishing Village".

People come and go in the hall, and through the window, you can faintly see the turquoise surface of Qianshan Lake.

Near the cash register, Eleven lowered the barrel on his shoulder to the ground.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a cheeky face, looked at the barrel and said, "Boss Xiao, this is the wine you made?" ”

"Yes, Boss Zhang, I want to try the market reaction of this wine." Xiao Jiudao.

Zhangji Fishing Village is a restaurant with certain characteristics in the Qianshan Lake Scenic Area, Xiao Jiu used to fish, he used to bring the catch to the door to sell, and the boss here can be regarded as a little friendship.

"How does Boss Xiao want to test the market's reaction?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"I give this barrel of wine to Boss Zhang, who can sell it at any price, but you have to ask the customer how they feel about this wine and give me feedback." Xiao Jiudao.

"No problem." Boss Zhang smiled on his face and said, "Boss Xiao walks slowly." ”

After sending Xiao Jiu and Shiyi Lang back, Zhang Xianban met a young clerk at the cash register.

"Boss, how do we sell these wines? Do you want to add it to the menu? ”

"No, you don't." Boss Zhang thought for a while and said, "You hang a poster on the poster signboard at the door saying that our hotel has home-brewed wine, and if the guest asks, we will quote again." ”

"How should this wine be priced?" The clerk asked.

"Is the cheapest grape in our store growing into Cabernet?" Boss Zhang said.

"Yes, the price of growing into a Cabernet is 60 yuan a piece." The clerk said.

"Let's just set it at half the price." Boss Zhang said.

"However, this barrel of wine has already been opened, if it is priced like this, will it not be sold?" The clerk asked worriedly, "Boss, should our pricing be lower?" ”

"There's no need, if the pricing is too low, it will impact our normal liquor business." Boss Zhang said.

"I see." The clerk said.

Five o'clock in the evening.

Entering the meal, the flow of people in Zhangji Fishing Village gradually increased. There are many customers who drink alcohol, but few people notice the poster at the door that says that the shop has home-brewed wines for sale.

Half past five.

Two middle-aged men sat at the table by the window, one of them with an ordinary face but a rich nose, who was looking through the menu and ordering.

"Waiter, is the smallest of your red wine here 750ml?" The ordering guest asked, looking at the bar for drinks.

"Yes, sir." The young clerk, who was holding a cookbook in his hand, replied politely on the side.

"750ml of wine is too much, I can't drink it alone, forget it, don't drink it." The customer closed the menu and said with some dissatisfaction: "If only you had some smaller wines in the store." ”

"Sir, we have a new batch of local wines in the store, would you like to try it?" The young clerk smiled and said, "You can order a 250ml cup to taste." ”

"Why isn't it in the drinks section of your menu? How much does it cost? ”

"Only ten dollars, sir."

"Okay, then come and get me a drink." Guests with a big nose can be dispensable.

"Wait a minute." The waiter wrote two or three words on the order book, and said.

Before the main course was served, another young waitress helped the guests with some appetizers and drinks.

In the air, a light wine with a pleasant smell similar to vanilla permeated, and the big-nosed guest sniffed lightly and smiled at his friend: "I didn't expect this Zhangji fishing village to have such a good wine." ”

"It does smell good." The friend on the other side sniffed.

All the while, he didn't drink alcohol and even had some disgust with the smell of wine, but when he smelled the aroma of wine, he didn't feel much repulsion in his heart.

The big-nosed man held a goblet in his hand, and after taking a sip gently, his eyes closed slightly.

A faint sweet fragrance spreads from the tip of the tongue to the entire tongue, and after drinking the wine in the mouth, this sweetness spreads from the throat to the stomach, making people feel warm and warm throughout the body.

Squinting slightly, feeling the pleasant taste of wine between his mouth and tongue, the man with a big nose even shook the goblet gently, looking like he was concentrating on tasting and enjoying it.

"Waiter, bring me two more glasses of home-brewed wine." Nose machismo.

"Sir, are you sure you want two more?" The young waitress who was entertaining just now stepped forward and asked uncertainly.

Didn't this guest just say that he couldn't drink so much?

(To be continued.) )