Chapter 1342 Wine Price

Boss Chang lost 5 kilograms of wine due to a mistake and vowed to do the pricing himself and never ask anyone else again!

Isn’t it just wine? Isn’t it just puree?

He watched helplessly as Master Jiang couldn't wait for a moment and rushed down the mountain on his electric bicycle, sneaking away with a large jug of wine. When he saw Boss Chang, he grinned: "I only want 5 pounds, not more... Look how good this wine is! I'll have to ask someone to send me a jar later..."

"Also, I don't know what price you're going to set. If I give you less, I'm afraid I'll take advantage of my employer. Boss Chang, let me know after you've set the price."

After thinking for a while, he said sadly: "If one pound costs more than 60,000 yuan, then I only need 4 pounds..." When I said this, my expression was heartbroken. If I hadn't known that Master Jiang used to be the boss of his hotel. Chef, Boss Chang really thought he was going to be a bartender!

Sixty thousand per pound? !

Isn’t the price a bit much? He hasn’t even tasted it yet!

But soon, Song Tan had poured him a small cup: "I originally said I would give you a cup during dinner, but they are waiting to ask for it. You are the big boss, so you set the price first."

I said this politely, but when I poured the wine, I was extraordinarily steady, and every sip I said was a sip. Boss Chang took the wine glass and sniffed it deeply. If the aroma wasn't so outstanding, he would have wanted to mutter "stingy" again.

But the aroma was a bit too outstanding. No pure grain wine he had ever tasted had such an aroma!

Then he carefully sipped it into his mouth, and a sweet and cold breath burst out in his mouth instantly, and then it was like a subtle flame creeping over the spring grass, burning all his taste!

The wine flowed down the throat, as if it was carrying a flame, and burned directly into the stomach. However, it did not burn or hurt at all, but felt warm and ironing. The aroma of the wine burst out deeply from the mouth, and Boss Chang swayed. , my head is a little dizzy.

"Isn't it?" Song Tan looked at the wine on hand: "This is getting stronger again."

But soon Boss Chang came to his senses and showed with practical actions that his drunkenness had not become worse, but that he was not very up to date.

After sobering up, Boss Chang sat there in silence, staring at the small wine glass in front of him. For a moment, he wanted to take two more sips...

But people still need to have some face.

So I held it back.

He was mentally calculating how much money he should give, and remained silent for a while. Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw the village secretary Zhu also driving over in a car, also carrying several large plastic wine bottles:

"Song Tan, where is my wine? Give me 20 pounds of wine!"

"Do you need me to send it directly?" Song Tan looked at the time: "Brother Zhang will be here in the afternoon."

"No, no, no, no, no, my grandpa can't drink too much. I'm going to use this to tease him!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu became anxious:

"There are a few others, but you can't just drink them! Give me 20 pounds first, and I'll send some back to them during the holidays!"

Boss Chang said in his heart that you are so filial...

Then I thought about it, it is said that this wine only weighed over 300 kilograms in total. It has been delivered to my family for more than half a year, and now I have lost another twenty or thirty kilograms in the blink of an eye! The Song Tan family still has fifty kilograms left for themselves...

hiss!

Just thinking about this almost made him hang up his oxygen tank! At this moment, he rushed into the room: "Um, um... Boss Song! How many kilograms of wine are left? In this way, no matter how much is left, 50,000 kilograms, I will cover it all!"

Song Tan: "...Although I haven't weighed it yet, it should weigh one hundred, fifty or sixty pounds."

Boss Chang is really an old boy who spends his money! Song Tan felt a little hot holding the money. As farmers, we always feel guilty when we earn this kind of money...

But then I thought about it, what’s the point?

The sorghum is grown by my own spirit energy, and the wine I brew is stored in the cave where I have set up the spirit gathering array. This thing is so good! And one pound of wine can equal almost four pounds! She made 50,000 yuan, but Boss Chang would only make a lot more!

She had really stayed in the village with her parents for a long time, and the spiritual energy was summoned every day, making her almost forget how rare this thing is nowadays.

So I felt calm instantly.

After thinking for a while, he turned to Lu Chuan and asked, "Do you have many friends? I'll leave you 10 pounds to give away."

Lu Chuan thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I'll customize some bottles later, mix them up, and send them out."

So before Boss Chang could say anything, he found that his weight of 1,560 pounds had suddenly lost another 10 pounds...

That’s okay!

At this moment, the finger you click on the calculator is going to break the screen! Just count it as 150 pounds!

Boss Chang quietly settled the account and found that giving it out all at once would put a bit of financial pressure on him.

but!

At this moment, he was full of energy: "No problem! I'll cover it all!"

Song Tan: "...Okay, let's take care of it."

In the room, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu, who was carrying a plastic bucket, was dumbfounded.

She is quite rich. If this money was used to buy 50,000 yuan a pound of wine... If she had known this, she would have bought more if she was so shameless!

At this moment, I had no choice but to turn on my phone: "Grandpa, I can't afford to eat, please give me some money..."

"Dad, blast some gold coins..."

"Mom, shortcomings of pocket money..."

This round of shopping is completed, and next she will grab it from grandpa!

Boss Chang looked at Song Tan impatiently: "Don't wait for the test report and license. How about I give you a deposit first?" Otherwise, he would always feel uneasy. Just now, dozens of kilograms have gone out with just one mouthful. If I delay a little longer, will I only have 100 kilograms left when I come back?

As a businessman, Boss Chang quickly came up with an idea: "I know you don't want to operate without a license... How about this, I'll bring samples back today and issue a report within 24 hours. In addition, you first [send] me three or five kilograms, and I'll take it back for publicity."

He winked: "Don't worry, the three or five kilograms you sent will be added to the total amount at that time, and I will definitely not let you suffer a loss."

Song Tan also smiled: "Okay, did you bring a wine pot? If not, I'll get you one later, take 5 kilograms back first."

Boss Chang looked at the large wine pot of the same style as the Secretary Zhu pointed out by Song Tan, and was silent at the moment.

After a while, he couldn't help asking: "I feel that you are also very proficient in doing business, and you have always been thoughtful about packaging..."

This is not bragging, but I have seen that Song Tan's family never saves money on this aspect when packing and mailing.

"How come you didn't think about how to package these expensive things?"

Song Tan laughed: "If I had spent that much time to package them, why would I need your help to sell them? Besides, I have no one to rely on. If I sell wine by myself, I'm afraid it won't be long before I'll be surrounded by hungry wolves."

Boss Chang is a businessman who knows the difficulty of possessing a treasure. At this moment, he just sighed: "Then..."

He said solemnly: "Thank you for your trust!" (End of this chapter)