After a few bowls of wine, Fu Hao's face was full of red, and even his eyebrows were open with a smile.

"Good wine, really good wine!"

If there is wine in this world, he has drunk countless times. Especially those famous wines, whether they are red and white, Chinese and Western, he has tasted them. But the wine that Song Bei gave him grabbed the wine worm in his body at once, making him want to stop it, and he couldn't wait to drink two more bowls.

"Song Bei, is there no one?"

There is no need to ask Fu Hao how he feels, Song Bei can also know that the wine he has made has been successful. However, he still needs to know what is the best ratio for this wine.

"Brother Fu, after drinking these bowls, which bowl do you think is the best?"

Regarding Song Bei's question, Fu Hao carefully reflected on it before answering, "It's all delicious, but if you say it's the best, in my opinion, it's this bowl." ”

Looking at the bowl that Fu Hao was referring to, Song Bei knew that he had blended it with a ratio of one to nine.

Then, Fu Hao discharged the remaining wines in order from good to average according to his feelings.

"Song Bei, do you still have this wine, I'll take a jar with me later."

After drinking the wine brewed by Song Bei, and thinking about the ones he drank before, it was simply drinking water, but the water had some taste, of course Fu Hao didn't want to live that kind of life again.

"Not now." Song Bei was unwilling to mix the liquor in front of Fu Hao, and immediately rejected his request, "If Brother Fu wants to drink it, he can only wait for a few days." Now there is only the original liquid of the wine, and you can drink it all out of it. Let you taste, just determine the proportion of the blend. ”

Hearing Song Bei say that it would be a few more days, Fu Hao showed a look of remorse on his face, "If I knew this was the case, I would have drunk less just now." Now that I've drunk your wine, how can I drink any other wine? How should I spend these days? ”

"No, I don't care, I'm going to take your jar of puree wine."

"Brother Fu is not afraid that he will get drunk again?" Song Bei asked with a smile.

He still has a few jars of this kind of puree, and it's nothing to let Fu Hao bring one. As for how he brought it back and drank it, I believe that with this experience of getting drunk, he will definitely drink it with water.

As for the fact that he did not precipitate after time after mixing with water, and the wine he did not mix with the wine recipe was delicious, Song Bei didn't care. Who told him to wait.

"Brother Fu, what do you think will happen if this wine is sold?"

Fu Hao's industry in Qicheng has a club, and of course he knows something about the operation of alcohol. Besides, as a powerful son of Qi Cheng, he also has some recognition for the quality of high-end wine.

"Are you going to start a winery?" Fu Hao's eyes lit up.

How is Song Bei's wine, he has tasted it with his own mouth, and naturally knows that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best wine he has ever drunk.

But no matter how delicious the wine is, if Song Bei just brews it for self-drinking, it's okay to enjoy it from his Shunyi jar occasionally, but if you take the wine back from him every day, it will be a little shameless.

If Song Bei built a distillery, it would be different. Then he can take the wine home from his winery in full swing. Even if you don't have to spend money to buy it, you can exchange it with Song Bei with the interests of other aspects. Because at that time, the wine of Song North had the nature of a commodity.

"What does Brother Fu think? If I want to make wine to sell, will this idea work? "Song Bei is really asking for advice, in terms of business management, Fu Hao is much more experienced than him.

"No problem, no problem!" Fu Hao was almost about to shout excitedly, "Song Bei, according to my evaluation of your wine, it is even better than Moutai." As long as you can maintain this taste, it will definitely be a hit when you introduce it to the market. You might even develop a liquor empire. ”

"Not really." Song Bei hurriedly waved his hand, "Brother Fu, you also know, I like to be comfortable by nature, I am not the kind of business strongman, I just need to have a few dollars to maintain my life, and the development of the wine empire is still free, it is too tiring." ”

As soon as he heard Song Bei's words, Fu Hao became anxious, "I said Song Bei, you are too ambitious." If you don't have the right opportunity, you can get by, and now that you have the trump card in hand, you should build a career. ”

Hearing Fu Hao's persuasion, Song Bei just shook his head, he knew his own business, such as developing the villagers to plant Yan Beans, and then he recycled them at the price, such a thing could still be done, if he wanted to build a regular company and manage the company, he didn't necessarily do it, and he was not interested in doing it.

Therefore, what he just said about selling wine refers to building a small wine shop and selling a limited edition of high-priced wine, so that he can make a few small bucks, and he doesn't have to be too tired.

"Song Bei, how about I make a suggestion?"

Although he drank a lot of alcohol, Fu Hao's mind was now highly sober. If Song Bei didn't mention selling wine, he might not have thought of it for a while, but now Song Bei mentioned this idea, but it stimulated him and made him have a lot of ideas.

"Why don't we cooperate?"

Fu Hao said his thoughts, "You only need to come up with the recipe and process of brewing, and as for the rest, you leave it to me." By the way, we can also pull Wu Feng again. At that time, you will invest in technology, accounting for 40 percent of the shares, and Wu Feng and I will each have 30 percent. ”

Fu Hao's proposal made Song Bei's eyes light up. If he doesn't want to make money, it's impossible, but his desire for money is not very strong, as long as it is enough, he will not try his best to pursue it.

Now he doesn't need to do anything else, he only needs to invest in the recipe and process of brewing as equity capital, and the rest of the production and operation matters are handed over to Fu Hao and Wu Feng, which is also in line with Song Bei's reluctance to trouble.

As for the shares that Fu Hao said, Song Bei didn't think that he was taking advantage of the forty with only one recipe and process, it was immortal wine, the only one in the world.

Fu Hao didn't know this, and the share distribution he said was out of conscience. Of course, he didn't dare to deliberately take advantage of Song Bei. With just one trip to the capital, he knew that Song Bei was not an ordinary person, and it was an opportunity for him to establish a good relationship with him.

"Brother Fu, what you just said is true?" can make more money without having to work his own, Song Bei thought about Fu Hao's proposal.

"Of course it's true." Fu Hao said, "Moreover, I now think that if we want to build a winery, the wine produced by then will be mainly in the high-end market, and the added value of high-end goods will be high, and the demand may be smaller, but it will be enough to maintain our profits." Moreover, the scale is smaller, and it is easier to manage. ”

In a short period of time, Fu Hao not only determined the direction of the business, but also some business strategies have taken shape, he talked to Song Bei, and talked eloquently, so that Song Bei's idea of establishing a distillery to operate is even more acceptable.

"Okay, Brother Fu's proposal, I agreed."