The next day, Xu Fuchun came to help make wine.

Zhou Zhou, who hadn't been seen for a few months after returning home, was also there.

"Qingzhi, can I start a live broadcast? In the past few months, I have been doing a live broadcast account, and the formal procedures of the wine shop have been down. He scratched his head, "I also set up a company, I want to operate the account first, and when I have fans, I want to open a store online to sell alcohol." ”

Xu Qingzhi waved his hand: "It's up to you." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Zhou said politely.

The hairy boy of the past, I don't know if he has been hurt by others, has grown up a lot, or when he is old, he will mature automatically.

After all, she didn't hate brewing, and she was even naturally interested in these things.

Although the live broadcast screen is aimed at the vineyard, he holds his mobile phone and makes the picture not light, but mainly filmed his mother.

Now the tremolo live broadcast and the Yunqi live broadcast are equally divided, but this is not the fact that he has worked in the cloud live broadcast before, so he subconsciously chooses the platform he is more familiar with.

He remembered that he had drunk his mother's wine since he was a child, and he had an idea in his heart that the business of the winery was feasible.

As soon as the broadcast started, there were two or three viewers in the live broadcast.

Xu Fuchun: "Look, how well these grapes grow, they are all planted by my niece, and the vegetables she grows are also delicious, everyone should cheer more......

There are also 20,000 or 30,000 rice plants a year.

Zhou Zhou turned the camera to other parts of the vineyard and changed the topic: "This grape is a lot ripe, and you can smell the rich fruity aroma when you stand in it, and the taste of wine must be good." ”

Zhou Zhou held his mobile phone and opened his Yunqi live broadcast account.

If one account doesn't work, then make a few more.

The audience in the live broadcast room has also changed from a few to a dozen.

When Xu Fuchun was sick before, he watched live broadcasts at home every day, and he was familiar with these things.

It's just that, this time, he's sober.

People, because they are too short of money, they want to make money more.

Because in the past few months, he has successively posted some videos of rural life, as well as videos of winemaking, which have also attracted thousands of fans.

"Mom, say hello to everyone."

When he came back this time, he just thought about it.

Before leaving Kyoto, her mother called him and told him that there had been more and more tourists in the neighborhood recently, and they wanted to build a sake brewery.

Blindly rubbing the popularity of others, if you use Qingzhi and Fuwang Farm, the popularity obtained in this way will be exposed, and the business will not be long-term. Only by relying on oneself, relying on craftsmanship, relying on quality, this business can be long-term.

"Hello everyone, now I'm going to do a little live broadcast and show you the simple home version of brewing."

Zhou Zhou coughed lightly twice and reminded his mother not to say anything.

Because from beginning to end, he never thought about taking advantage of the popularity of Qingzhi and Fuwang Farm.

There is a fish pond at home, raise some fish, and plant some fruit trees and vegetables.

Xu Fuchun didn't know what he said wrong, but he knew that his son wouldn't let him say it, so he wouldn't say it.

He holds up his phone and the camera focuses on a vineyard.

An honest smiling face, waving his hand, and speaking non-standard Mandarin to the camera: "Friends in the live broadcast room, hello everyone, I am the winemaker of Spring Winery, and I will show you winemaking today." ”

He also learned a lot in the company and knew how to run an account.

His uncle's family had already helped him a lot, but at that time, he was bent on making money to get married and marry Meimei.

Xu Qingzhi helped cut grapes on the side, although winemaking is the main force of the sister-in-law, but she can't really use people as coolies, she will still help if she can do it.

In this desire to be unequal to his own strength, he gradually lost his original intention and became less and less like himself.

Next, the camera focuses on a bunch of ripe grapes.

Sharp-eyed netizens found out.

[How does this feel a bit like the vineyard of Fuwang Farm?] 】

[Don't say it, it's a bit like.] 】