Li Peng went to harvest the crops, and Wen Yujuan was in charge of the work of making wine in the sorghum winery. Today is the day when blueberry wine is on the market, Zhang Song went to Lingquan Distillery to have a look.

drove the car to the gate of Lingquan Distillery, Zhang Song saw several large trucks driving out of the gate, Zhang Zihao's car was also next to these trucks, it seems that these cars are delivery vehicles.

Maybe because he was in a hurry, Zhang Zihao didn't find Zhang Song, and Zhang Song naturally didn't stop Zhang Zihao, and after Zhang Zihao left with a few trucks, Zhang Song also drove into the courtyard of Lingquan Distillery.

After parking the car, Zhang Song came to Zhang Junyan's office, and when he entered the room, he asked: "I saw Xiao Hao leading a few cars out at the door just now, it seems that today's blueberry wine is selling well!" ”

Zhang Junyan said with a smile: "It must be good, a few days ago, the dealers in the city asked Xiao Hao for the goods, Xiao Hao didn't give them them, let them set the quantity they bought, and send them together today, I think in Songjiang City, one or two thousand bottles should be sold today." ”

"Yes, that's a good amount." Zhang Song nodded, how many bottles of Lingquan wine can be sold a day, in Songjiang is to sell one or two thousand bottles a day, blueberry wine has just been listed, the number of sales on the first day is about to catch up with Lingquan wine, but blueberry wine can be sold more today, and the sales will gradually decline from tomorrow, and after a period of time, it will remain stable, and then begin to grow slowly.

After several months of development, the monthly sales of Lingquan liquor have exceeded 400,000 bottles, including the total sales of the domestic market and the Japanese and Korean markets, of which 300,000 bottles are sold in China and 100,000 bottles are sold in Japan and South Korea. The rate of sales growth is still very fast.

After chatting with Zhang Junyan in the office for a while, Zhang Song left and drove back to the villa.

Zhang Song glanced at it. There were at least one or two hundred people here, and he looked around and found Jiang Ying, who was busy greening, and Jiang Ying also saw Zhang Song and hurriedly walked over.

Jiang Ying said: "Mr. Zhang, you are back." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Song looked at these busy people: "Xiao Jiang, where did these people come from, when I left just now, they didn't come over?" ”

Jiang Ying smiled: "It's all Brother Li who helped to contact him." People from several nearby villages arrived here at nine o'clock. ”

"So that's the case, then Brother Li didn't come." Zhang Song had always used people from Xinxing Village before, and he had never worked with people from other villages.

Jiang Ying said: "Brother Li was still busy collecting the land, so he didn't come over." ”

"Okay, you can find me a basket, and I will work with you." Zhang Song commanded.

"Here you go, Mr. Zhang." Jiang Ying turned around and took a basket from a distance. handed it to Zhang Song.

Zhang Song looked at the basket carefully, it was made of willow branches. Zhang Song had also used this kind of basket at home before, and it was very good to hold something.

Holding the basket, Zhang Song found a fruit tree that no one picked, and began to pick apples, the apples on the tree were big and round, and it seemed that the thousand acres of apples had been harvested again. Thinking of this, Zhang Song felt a little proud in his heart, the four fruits he planted on Wuyu Mountain were all bumper harvests, which seemed to have nothing to do with him on the surface, but in fact. Without his spiritual water, it is obviously impossible for these fruit trees to produce so many fruits.

After a busy day, one-fifth of the apples have been picked, and in three or four days, all the apples can be picked, and when the wine is ready, it is time to make cider.

In the evening, Zhang Song went home after paying today's wages, took a bath in the bedroom, and today Zhang Song also picked apples for a day, and also tired him enough, after taking a bath, Zhang Song came to the restaurant on the first floor to eat.

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After four busy days, he finally finished picking the apples and sent the last car loaded with apples away, Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief, now that the fruits on Wuyu Mountain have been picked, and then you want to see the heavy fruits hanging all over the branches, you need to wait until the next year.

These apple trees also lived up to Zhang Song's expectations, this thousand acres of apple trees produced four million catties of apples, and the average yield per mu exceeded four thousand catties.

Asked Jiang Ying to clean up all the garbage on the mountain, Zhang Song saw that it was still early, he came to the sorghum winery and sent the wine made today to the cellar.

After the workers left, Zhang Song sent more than 500 barrels of wine to Aoki Cave Heaven, and then took out the fermented wine in Aoki Cave Heaven and put it in the wine cellar.

The oak barrels are large in size and take up more space, and now there are three areas in the cellar that are full of wine, and Zhang Song estimates that when the wine is finished, the whole cellar will be full.

If it weren't for the fact that he sent all the cherry wine to the Lingquan Winery a few days ago, and asked Hou Bin to send the recently brewed sorghum wine to the warehouse in the city, this wine cellar would not be able to hold so much wine.

After a few more days, the wine was finished, and Zhang Song began to organize people to make cider by hand, and now that the villagers of Xinxing Village had finished harvesting their crops, the number of people making cider began to increase, reaching 200 people, and Li Peng was still in charge of managing it.

There were more apples than grapes, but it only took more than ten days, and by the end of the month, all the cider was finished.

I started to be busy in August and continued to be busy until the end of October, and I was busy for three whole months, and I finally got everything done.

After sending the money to the workers, after they all left, Zhang Song and Li Peng were left in the courtyard of the sorghum distillery, and Zhang Song took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Li Peng: "Brother Li, this is for you." ”

"What are you doing with this, I can't ask for it." When Li Peng saw the bulging envelope, he knew at a glance that it was full of money.

"Take it, Brother Li, you have helped me a lot in the past few months, and ordinary employees still have a bonus, Brother Li, it will be regarded as the bonus I gave you." Zhang Song grabbed Li Peng and wanted to put the envelope in his pocket.

Li Peng grabbed Zhang Song's hand and struggled: "Brother Zhang, I really can't ask for it, I haven't helped you for nothing during this period of time, don't you also give me a salary." ”

Zhang Song really did not treat Li Peng badly, he hired ordinary villagers to work for 300 a day, Zhang Song gave Li Peng 1,000 a day, and in the past three months, except for a few days at the beginning of this month, Li Peng went home to harvest crops, and usually helped Zhang Song to work, and in the past three months, he also earned nearly 90,000 yuan in wages, and Li Peng was already very satisfied with their family's income for several years, so he said that he didn't want this money for anything.

One wants to give, the other does not collect, Zhang Song and Li Peng are deadlocked, and in the end Zhang Song has no choice, so he collects the money, and Li Peng lets go of Zhang Song.

Zhang Song sighed: "Okay, Brother Li, if you don't want it, pull it down, I'll send you some wine at night, you can't say no this time." ”

Li Peng smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhang, you are serving our army, okay, you come to my house in the evening, let's have a drink, and I will let your sister-in-law cook a few dishes." ”

Zhang Song said: "That's it." (To be continued......)