On the outskirts of Dongjiang City, Su's Distillery Dongjiang Branch.

As Porsche drove smoothly into the factory, Jing Xiaojing and his wife, Zhao Ming and others immediately rushed to hear the news.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Zhang! You're here! ”

"If you don't come back, you'll be removed from the winery."

"How can a boss not come to the winery for a few days."

In Jing Xiaojing's slightly ridiculous words, Zhang Dachuan took Su Yun's hand and apologized to everyone embarrassedly:

"Forgive your sins, forgive your sins, we've been busy with a very important thing these days, and we're really sorry for delaying our work."

Seeing this, Jing Xiaojing covered her mouth and said:

"Okay, I'm joking, but Mr. Zhang, you came just in time today, you can take a look at the wine we brewed for the first time, and give your opinion by the way."

Others also said:

"That's right, Mr. Zhang, the wine will be brewed later, you can help check and see if we still need to improve."

Whether it is Jing Xiaojing and other new employees who have never participated in Xianjiu Su Chunjiu, or old employees such as Zhao Ming and Wang Peng, they are all nervous and excited at this time.

Among them, the employees of the original distillery under Jing Xiaojing are especially so.

This time, they brewed Ming liquor completely according to the skills that Zhang Dachuan taught to Zhao Ming and others, and it was not the same as their previous brewing method, so no one dared to guarantee whether it could be brewed successfully.

Soon the group arrived at the brewing plant, and at a glance they saw the huge brewing barrel standing in the center of the building.

The air was filled with the faint smell of wine.

Zhang Dachuan took a deep breath and carefully felt the unique aroma of wine.

Different from the mellow taste of Su Chun wine, the aroma of the wine here has a bit of a clear meaning, inhaling into the lungs, just like inhaling the cold air with morning dew in the morning of early autumn, which makes people feel refreshed and relaxed at the same time.

In contrast, the mellow fragrance of Su Chun wine is more like the gentle floral fragrance of the warm spring season, which makes people indulge in it.

All in all, the good ones have their own merits.

Zhang Dachuan turned his head, looked at Su Yun and Lin Xiaoying, and the three of them said in unison:

"Good wine."

This made Jing Xiaojing and the others breathe a sigh of relief, and Jing Xiaojing patted her chest even more, and said with palpitations:

"I'm really afraid that Mr. Zhang, you will say that this wine tastes wrong, and then let us push it down and start over."

Zhao Ming on the side said cautiously:

"It's too early to rejoice, it's brewing time yet, and who knows what the final result will be."

When Zhang Dachuan heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ming, and found that he was even more nervous than everyone else, so he couldn't help but smile and comfort:

"Master Zhao, don't say such discouraged words, we have succeeded in brewing wine before, and this time it will definitely be no problem, I am still very confident in your skills."

Zhao Ming smiled and nodded.

As a result, an employee on the side joked with a smile:

"Mr. Zhang, Master Zhao, he is worried that the wine is not good, he is worried that he will come home late and have to kneel on the washboard!"

When the others heard this, they all burst out laughing, as if they remembered something.

Obviously, Zhao Ming is afraid of his wife, and it is no secret in the factory.

Zhao Ming was laughed at by everyone, and his face was a little unbearable, but he could only emphasize weakly:

"I'm not afraid of my wife, I'm respect, it's love, you know a fart!"

Zhang Dachuan looked at Zhao Ming in surprise, he never thought that Zhao Ming, who usually started his temper and even dared to quarrel with himself, would have such a side, and he couldn't help laughing, so he said to Zhao Ming:

"Why don't you go back now, there are so many of us here, there must be no problem."

"I'll call you when the results come out."

Who knows, after Zhao Ming heard this, he waved his hand again and again with a wry smile:

"No, no, no, don't call, I'd rather wait here or find out tomorrow than answer the phone in the middle of the night."

Zhang Dachuan became more and more surprised:

"Isn't it, you're really so afraid of your wife?"

Zhao Ming smiled bitterly and explained:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, boss, my wife has been suffering from insomnia since she entered menopause, and this has lasted for several years."

"Because she doesn't sleep well, her temper is getting worse and worse, and the worse her temper is, the worse she is, the worse she sleeps, and a vicious circle has formed."

"Nowadays, she has to go to bed before ten o'clock every night, so that she can barely sleep until three or four, and if she doesn't fall asleep after ten o'clock in the evening, or is woken up, the night is over...... The next day will be particularly manic. ”

"I've woken her up many times because of this kind of thing, and then I often quarrel over it."

"I have no choice but to try to get off work early every day, and then go to bed before 10 o'clock, sometimes I don't dare to get up in the middle of the night, I have to hold it until dawn."

After hearing this, Zhang Dachuan couldn't help but speak:

"Is insomnia so scary?"

Zhao Ming sighed:

"Occasional insomnia is not terrible, but if you have insomnia all the time, it is really scary."

After he said this, in the employee group, several masters immediately nodded in agreement:

"That's right, occasional insomnia is not a problem, and insomnia all the time is called trouble."

"Lao Liu, didn't you also have insomnia before, you tell Mr. Zhang, is this insomnia quite terrible."

As he spoke, several people looked at a middle-aged employee, who was not a few years younger than Zhao Ming, but his hair was already bald, and there was still a little black near his eye sockets.

This is obviously caused by lack of sleep.

Seeing that the topic had shifted to himself, Lao Liu immediately nodded and sighed:

"Don't mention it, you don't know the suffering of insomniac people, others rest and recharge at night, and we are guilty of lying in bed at night."

"I can't fall asleep when I close my eyes, I can't sleep when I open my eyes, I fall asleep easily, I wake up at a little bit of wind and grass, and I don't want to fall asleep again all night when I wake up."

"Sometimes you fall asleep, obviously you feel like you have slept for a lot of time, but when you get up and look at it, you have only slept for half an hour, which is so annoying and annoying."

After he complained, it resonated with more people:

"Yes, I can't sleep for a long time, it's really terrible, not only do I not rest well and be irritable, but it will also affect other people, and after a long time, I don't like anything."

"Well, I've heard of people who commit suicide because they can't sleep because they can't sleep."

"It's caused by mania, and insomnia is one of the causes of mania."

"When people reach the age of menopause, they basically lose sleep."

At this time, Zhao Ming stared at Lao Liu's face and asked:

"It's weird, Lao Liu, I remembered that your dark circles were quite serious, why did you feel a lot lighter recently, and the factory recently counted you as the earliest and the latest to leave every day, this doesn't make sense?"

"Are you cured of your insomnia?"

When the others heard this, they hurriedly observed Lao Liu's eyes, and were very surprised when they found that this was the case.

Someone couldn't help but smile and said:

"You shouldn't have slept in a massage parlor at night?"

"I've heard what kind of leg pillows and chest pillows are popular in massage parlors recently, does that really work?"

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Lao Liu was speechless for a long time.