Chapter 289: The Dying Jin Gui [Three More Requests for Subscription]
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Looking at Hugh. In the background of Jackman's gradual disappearance, Wang Hao couldn't help but gently pat his arm, it felt really good to be a neighbor with an idol.
In order to retain his glorious image, he quickly suppressed his excitement, happily threw a grape into his mouth and continued to inspect the winery.
Hundreds of acres of land are not built, the scorching sun on his head, Wang Hao's face is almost sunburned, he hurried back to the two houses to blow the air conditioner after walking around, let himself cool down.
The design of the house is more unique, perhaps because the previous owner did not like others to enter his territory, so he deliberately made the guest room a single-family villa, independent of the main house.
Some of the appliances are still there, but the personal belongings are gone, the paintings and sculptures on the walls look like modern art, and the huge antlers at the corner of the staircase are exaggerated.
"It seems that we have to ask the housekeeping company to help clean and disinfect the room thoroughly, and I don't know what else to buy." Wang Hao muttered to himself, opening the doors and windows of each room to ventilate and ventilate.
The master bedroom has a dressing room and a special place for shoes, and the bathroom is a huge double bathtub with brown glass floor-to-ceiling windows that can even be pushed open to enjoy the sunset.
The 50-meter-long wine cellar is filled with shelves for wine bottles, and the natural wine cellar maintains a constant temperature and humidity throughout the year, which is the best condition for preserving the old wine. There is also a professional air cooler that produces cold air when the temperature is unstable, and each wine has different temperature requirements.
Usually the wines we see in the supermarket are not well preserved. Most of the wines are not kept in the freezer or under the air conditioner, when the supermarket closes at night. The freezers and air conditioners will also be turned off, allowing the wine to start the sauna directly.
The disparity between day and night can cause the wine to change. That's why many people describe the wine in the mall as fruit vinegar.
However, the cellar was empty and there was no wine in the barrels, but in a week or two you will be able to collect the grapes from the winery and make wine, and it will be back to its original appearance.
The winery needs someone to take care of it, and this is not just to ask Andrew to be a winemaker, he is only suitable for doing research as a winemaker, and the real managers and workers have to hire new people, which is another trouble.
Although Wang Hao is the owner of the winery, it is a pity that he can not stay here all the time. And he doesn't have the acumen of a wine merchant, all he can do is delegate power to people who are really talented and capable of doing things.
While closing the iron door, Wang Hao said to himself: "I want to recruit a general manager, and then recruit a few workers and security guards." ”
Vineyard workers are an overly broad term, as the wages of different levels of vineyard workers are not the same. A junior vineyard worker may earn as little as $12 an hour, an English-speaking manager can earn $24 an hour, and those who can use specialized machinery may earn $40 an hour.
Different jobs have different prices, but these people are able to perform the usual tasks on the vineyard farm, which is to cultivate and fertilize the soil and grow the crops. The most important thing is to be proficient in pruning the vines, picking the grapes and assisting the winemaker in winemaking.
Wang Hao also ate some grapes in the morning, so he planned to go out of the winery to forage for food at the Hunter Valley Garden Restaurant not far away, but he had just closed the door of his winery. He saw an old man and a young man driving slowly on the highway.
"Grandpa, throw your tree away, the doctor said it was hopeless. They are all dead. The teenage boy sat in the passenger seat and said dissatisfiedly, he looked very bad.
And driving next to him was an old man in a Tang costume. His hair was gray, and the wrinkles and age spots on his face were very noticeable. "Impossible, my Jin Gui is obviously still alive, it must be that their skills are not good and they can't save it. I'll eat after I've put things down later, and I won't be hungry. ”
Isn't this the grandfather and grandson I saw at the flower market before? It was so happened that he met him again in the Hunter Valley, Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head, this world is too small.
The child unbuckled his seat belt, then suddenly opened the passenger door, jumped off before the car stopped, and slammed the door shut.
"You have to go back, you go back yourself, I'll go eat. Even the biology professor in Sydney said that your broken tree is not saved, how long are you going to get it! ”
After shouting these words, the child walked away along the road without looking back.
Are all children so hot-tempered these days? Wang Hao couldn't help but think about it, if his future child is like this, then there will be no other child.
The old man who drove slowly was startled, he quickly parked the car on the side of the road, and then leaned out of the window: "Xiao Xuan, don't go, grandpa didn't mean to blame you." ”
Looking at it a little embarrassed the whole time, Wang Hao hesitated for a moment before asking, "Old man, do you need help?" ”
"No, no, we live here, he knows the surroundings very well, and he probably will go home directly later." The old gentleman shook his head with interest, "Young man, why are you here alone?" ”
Wang Hao smiled, pointed to the winery brand that had not been replaced, and said, "I just bought this Fulin Lake Winery, and I will prepare to eat first and then recruit people." What are your plans now? ”
"What else can I do, drag Jin Gui home first."
Wang Hao looked at the golden cinnamon fixed with ropes in the cargo box of the pickup truck, and some branches had already appeared withered leaves or even fallen leaves.
What's more, he felt the aura of corruption from this Jin Gui, and it seemed that his vitality was already quite weak.
Seeing that Wang Hao was looking at Jin Gui intently, the old gentleman also opened the conversation: "A few days ago, when I returned to China to save my relatives, I asked my grandson to help me water this Jin Gui. But who knew that this bastard boy forgot about it, and didn't remember it until I came back, probably because he was afraid that I would find out, and secretly made up a big bucket of water for the old Jin Gui. ”
Jin Gui has five fears, one is afraid of alkaline soil, two is afraid of watering half, three is afraid of drought, four is afraid of stagnant water, five is afraid of high temperature wintering, such a big bucket of water tossed down, the old golden cinnamon is really bad, and wait until the old golden laurel leaves are yellowed before they find out that something is wrong, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you are dumbfounded when you look at it. (To be continued......)