Chapter Ninety-Two: Who Dare to Cook Wine with My Generation
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This year's winter is destined to be very cold, and the early frost covers the clods of soil outside the house, Yang Fan put on a sheepskin coat and comes out with a cup of freshly cooked millet porridge. He stepped into the carriage and specially changed into a little black to pull the carriage today. Although Xiao Hei didn't like to drive a hoop on his body, Yang Fan felt that it was indeed a little difficult to run last night. The fat on his belly, seeing that the distance from the ground was getting closer and closer, couldn't help but make Yang Fan sweat, this guy was eating too crazy. Therefore, Xiao Hei, who was used to being lazy, was also pulled up by Yang Fan and regarded it as a morning exercise.
Zhang Yao waited in the carriage early, watched Yang Fan get into the carriage, and asked, "Sir, where are you going?" ”
"Out of town, Dakang Winery!" This small workshop in Shuntianfu can't meet the needs of so many restaurants in Shuntianfu, so finding a collaborator is obviously inevitable. And this Dakang Winery is the target that Yang Fan is optimistic about. At the end of yesterday's exhibition, Shi Zijun secretly handed over the visit post.
The owner of Dakang Winery waited in front of the manor early. Mengzu accumulated virtue and purchased such a large family business. It's a pity that since then, there have been no children. This huge family business is also a little tired. This wine fair brought him an opportunity. And he, caught.
The carriage drove outside the winery, and a middle-aged man stepped forward to greet him. "The arrival of the lord really makes the contemptible village shine." Yang Fan stepped out of the carriage, bowed his hand in return, and said with a smile: "Master Ge Zhuang is polite." ”
"Inside, please."
Yang Fan followed Ge Nie into the manor. The wine in the manor was full of aroma, and Ge Nie extended Yang Fan to the hall. On the other hand, the subordinates had already prepared morning tea snacks. Yang Fan burped and said, "I knew that Master Ge Zhuang had prepared breakfast, and he came on an empty stomach." ”
"The lord gave Ge someone a chance to make a fortune, and this little snack is nothing." Ge Nie made a move, and the next person brought the tea up. Yang Fan said: "What did Master Ge Zhuang think about yesterday? For cooperation, Yang Fan believes that Ge Nie is more earnest. In Shuntianfu, a place where fish and dragons are mixed, eating people and not spitting out bones, there is no backer, where can I do business for you.
Although the Ming Dynasty except for tea and salt, which require the express approval of the government, other industries are free to develop, but the water inside is very deep. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, although Lao Zhu Ba restricted the vendors, he also protected the interests of the vendors. "In this way, the merchants' taxes have not changed much after nearly three hundred years. The government can't collect taxes indiscriminately, but it can kill you in disguise. Speaking of which, whether you can eat this bowl of rice or not depends on the official master. And it's different with a backer, as the so-called dog beating depends on the owner, to move you, he has to weigh whether he eats neatly or not.
Ge Nie sat down and said, "The lord chooses to be below, so he can afford to look down on me Ge Nie." The lord said it was straightforward. Of course, he hopes that Yang Fan can carry him, so that the road will be much easier.
"I'm going to have a bad word ahead of me. I'm just an empty lord, and there are a lot of first-class and second-grade adults in the capital who don't like me. So if we want to gain a foothold in the capital, it will be equivalent to fighting against them. ”
"Huh?" Gnie was so shocked that his jaw dropped. Ling Hebo's name, he naturally heard of it, and he also knew about the turmoil when he was knighted, but the saint can be overwhelming, presumably Yang Fan. That's why he dared to talk about cooperation. What is this going on, what kind of trouble? He cautiously probed, "Is it a request from the Holy Lord?" ”
"The Holy One is still making difficult choices, so by doing this, we are adding more chips to ourselves. When the scales are in our favor, the Holy One will naturally be on our side. Yang Fan said, "Since Master Ge Zhuang plans to cooperate, let's talk about how to eat this piece of meat." At present, there are so many restaurants in Beijing, I don't know how the owner's business is done. ”
"The wines of our winery are notoriously good. It's just that it's not famous, far less famous than the Luo family's Spring Thunder, so it has always been a small and medium-sized restaurant. "Ge Nie is a responsible person, and he does business with Ding Mao and never adulterated.
"It's not interesting for Ge Zhuang to do business in such a way. You see, you say that the wine in your Zhuangzi is all good wine, but if you say it, who will have the final say? ”
"Naturally, it's the one who drinks it."
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "Wrong! It's the rich who drank your wine to count. Why can Chunlei be sold for ten taels of silver and one jar, but the wine of your Dakang Winery is one tael of silver and three jars? Is there really such a big gap? According to what you say, isn't it ridiculously expensive for the hero's tears to sell for a hundred taels of silver? ”
"One hundred taels!" Ge Nie was so frightened that he was sweating, he didn't know that the ten altars of heroic tears had cost a thousand taels of silver to the Immortal Mansion Building, which was really crazy to the extreme!
Yang Fan looked at Ge Nie's stunned expression and said, "So I hope you sort out a concept." That is, the quality of the wine itself is not all about the wine, but on the person who drinks it. Rich people, people who can go to the Xianju Building, will not care whether your wine is ten taels or one or two jars, on the contrary, yours is a big road goods, there are everywhere, naturally only reduce the status, if your wine, even the most ordinary people can drink, then even if it is so good, it can't be sold at a high price. Have you seen the spring thunder of the Tianqiao Lu, in addition to Xianju Building and Juxianju, are there any other places for sale? Not really. So this wine is sold in a grade. ”
"What does Lord Nayi mean ......"
"The wine produced by Dakang Winery is not allowed to be supplied to low-end restaurants. It only supplies a dozen mid-range restaurants. As for the tears of heroes, they are only allowed to be supplied to a few high-end restaurants in Xianju Building and Juxianju. Seize the mid-to-high-end market, and only then can there be huge profits to repay you. ”
Ge Nie understood seventy-seven eighty-eight, it seemed that there was some truth, in the past, he ran his own winery, that is, he could sell as much as he could, but as a result, the orders of those mid-range restaurants became less and less, but the orders of some small restaurants were endless, but the profits were pitiful. "The lord has a point. I didn't expect the lord to be good at fighting, and he was even better at doing business, and he admired and admired him. ”
"It's a joke. Now that the words are clear, I can be clear. I don't show up too much in front of the camera. With the development of this wine industry, the owner of Ge Zhuang will be the talker in the future. As long as you are bold and do not touch the line of the saint, the others, forgive them and do not dare to mess around. ”
"Yes, yes, the lord is right. We are well-behaved businessmen, we make money, we pay taxes, and the rest is our own. ”
Yang Fan stood up and said with a smile: "Well said! It's really nice to cooperate with Ge Zhuang, from today on, the world of Shuntianfu is you and me! ”
Syllable! The teacup shattered to the ground. Ge Nie was really taken aback by this rebellious remark, and his brows furrowed into eight characters, "Sir, can we not make such a fuss?" ”。 Yang Fan was stunned and said happily: "Wrong, wrong, wrong." From now on, the wine industry of Shuntianfu is our world, who dares to cook wine with my generation?! ”