The cement trial production in Xishan is basically successful, and the new wine of Linjiang City Qishi Distillery will be brewed today.

The hottest topic in Linjiang City these days is the Qi's wine, you see the team of gongs and drums on the street, and the huge banners held high:

Qi's new wine is grandly launched on August 15th!

Step on the fragrant spring, punch the heavenly alcohol, so stay tuned!

Drink the most beautiful wine at the lowest price, Qishi, it is worth having!

Thirty-two degrees of valley stream, forty degrees of condensation, the same recipe, the same taste, spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you!

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All kinds of advertising slogans flew all over the sky, and even many lanterns in the streets and alleys were replaced with Qi Shi.

Qi Yuanming has invested a lot of money to promote the wine that is about to go on the market, although Yu Fuji still sells very well every day, but Qi has successfully attracted the attention of Linjiang people.

"That's enough, I kind of understand Fu Xiaoguan's purpose in making this kind of advertisement, which is to make his products deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so that everyone thinks of Yu Fu Ji when they think of drinking." Zhang Peier sat in the teahouse and looked at the procession passing by with banners on the street, and said, "There are still two days to go, and your winery must not go wrong." ”

"Miss Zhang, don't worry, I bought 300,000 catties of grain, countless eggs, created brand new utensils, and added ten famous masters, but I came specifically for this wine."

Qi Yuanming sighed after speaking, and said: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi." I wanted to talk to Fu Xiaoguan when Yu Fu Ji's new wine was launched, but he refused me. As soon as these two of us come out, I think he will talk to me, and you say, do I see him or not? ”

"Why not? Inform me when we meet, and I want to see how embarrassed he will be. ”

Zhang Pei'er looked at Yu Fuji, who was busy diagonally opposite, with a sneer on her face.

Fu Xiaoguan, your Yu Fu Ji is about to go out of business, or ...... Miss Ben bought it?

I heard that this person is tossing some novel things in Xishan again, it doesn't matter, you can toss hard, and when the time comes, this girl will give you a few more hands to draw money from the bottom of the kettle, and you will definitely be angry, but this girl wants to see your angry appearance.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, the haze of the approval a few days ago was swept away at this moment, she was eagerly waiting for the arrival of August 15, she believed that in this grand Mid-Autumn Festival, those big businessmen, those literati and students, the wine they drank when they chanted poems to the moon would be valley streams and condensation.

On this festive day of ten thousand families, Yu Fuji was full of birds at the door, and Fu Xiaoguan was annoyed and angry, hehe, this is really interesting.

Qi Yuanming saw Zhang Pei'er's bright smile and his heart fluttered, this girl has excellent appearance and great business talent, if she marries her, the Qi family will definitely be like a tiger.

Then when the new wine is on the market, ask her what she means.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting happened to be held in the Mid-Levels Academy, and I have made arrangements for the Mid-Levels Academy, Yu Yunqi will compose lyrics in the name of our two wines at the poetry meeting, and in the name of Yu Yunqi, this word will be famous, and the scene will be sung by Fan Duoer, so that the women, children, and children in Linjiang City will remember these two kinds of wine."

"Miss Zhang is bothered."

"It's okay, we are cooperating after all, cooperation has to show sincerity, no, I still have something, you also keep an eye on your winery, remember, there must be no problems, and the ratio must be strictly implemented."

"I know that I've smashed all my belongings into this new wine. You can only succeed, you can never fail! ”

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The fields were covered with golden paddy.

Fu Xiaoguan, Wang Er and others walked on the ridge of the field at sunset, and there were many farmers in the field, and their faces were the most simple joy about to be harvested.

Most of these fields were cultivated by the villagers of Wangjia Village, who still live in Xishan Villa.

The young master said that after the rice was harvested, Wangjia Village would be able to start building new homes, and of course the young master would not lie to them, because on top of the ruins, a lot of bricks and tiles and wood had been piled up.

The new house was designed by the young master himself, and it was actually the structure of a courtyard house, neatly arranged in a place a little farther away from the Hawk Mountain, quite close to the Baishui River.

The young master said that in this way, even if there is another flash flood in the mountain, it will not be able to wash away this place, and when it is time for farming, strengthen the embankment of this Baishui River again, and there will be no problems in this place.

The young master's ability has spread all over the world, and now people know that the mud and sand created by the young master in the West Mountain is called cement - people look at this thing and don't know why, but Feng Xinawa said that this thing is amazing, and when building the house, it is smeared on the green bricks, which is stronger than rice milk, and it is really magical!

People's eyes looking at Fu Xiaoguan are warm, where can I find such a young owner in the world?

Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er sat on the ridge.

"After the rice is harvested, there is not much farming, organize the villagers, the houses in Wangjia Village will be built, and allocate manpower to see how many can be built at the same time. In addition, after the construction of this place, let them participate in the construction of the workshop in Xishan, and pay the workers, the craftsmen are fifty wen a day, and the small workers are twenty wen a day - not high, and the wages of the cement workshop have also increased, which is what everyone earns from their labor and deserves. ”

The honest old farmer nodded lightly.

"You specially put away the ten failed rice plants for me, dry them separately, and store them separately, this Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I have to go back to Linjiang, and you will hand it over to me after I come back."

"Young master, rest assured, the villain guarantees that there will be no less."

Fu Xiaoguan nodded, and said to Wang Er and Wang Qiang: "This is the new seed, when the seedlings are cultivated next year, a separate field will be made, and only this kind of seed will be planted, and this matter will be handed over to your father and son." ”

Wang Qiang asked curiously, "Young Master, will the output of these seeds double next year?" ”

Fu Xiaoguan smiled: "You think too much, how can it be so easy." Next year, we will continue to look for losers, pollinate each other when the new seeds are flowered, and when they mature again next year, the seeds planted the next year will be able to see the effect. ”

"Oh." Wang Qiang patted his chest and said proudly: "I personally serve that field, and I put my home on the edge of the field." ”

"Your Xiaomei, don't blame me."

"She won't, she knows that it's too late for me to be happy for the young master."

Wang Qiang paused, and said a little shyly: "Xiaomei said that it is the kindness of the young master to have today, and after getting married, he will have more babies, and he will plant good crops for the young master from generation to generation." ”

Fu Xiaoguan laughed, "There will be a school in Xishan in the future, your baby, you have to go to school!" ”

Fu Xiaoguan stood up, ignoring the father and son who were shocked at the moment, and suddenly said, "This new seed should have a new name." ”

The young master's thinking always jumped quickly, and he suddenly pulled the father and son out of their excitement.

"Then the young master will take a name."

Fu Xiaoguan was silent for a moment and said, "Then it's called ...... Fu generation! ”