Super resource tycoon

Inside the cellar of a simple winery.

Wu Jun was holding a porcelain bowl in his hand.

The porcelain bowl contained a bright yellow liquid with a color similar to honey.

The hut Xu Shucai showed him at first was the place where the super rice was distilled after the fermentation process was completed.

Even if all the finished wines have been transferred to the wine cellar, the intoxicating aroma of wine still remains in that distillery.

"Mr. Wu, quickly taste how it tastes, this wine will definitely not disappoint you." Xu Shucai urged excitedly beside him.

The ancestors of the old Xu family made wine for generations. When he was seven or eight years old, he followed his father and grandfather, feeling the magic of turning food into wine.

When I was young, I was fascinated by my eyes and ears, and when I grew up, I joined the industry again.

Although winemaking failed to make Xu Shucai rich, it was also his skill to settle down, and he also had a deep affection for this industry.

Alcohol blending saves time and effort and has objective profits. It has gradually become the mainstream. Pure grain winemaking has declined. My own winery has been passed down for three generations. In my own generation, it has not been able to produce any special wine.

In order to support his family, Xu Shucai can only bow to life and use the cheapest materials to make the worst quality wine in exchange for a meager income.

At this moment, for Xu Shucai, a rural brewer who can produce such good quality wine in his lifetime is simply an infinite glory.

It's like those poor talents who rushed to the exam year after year in ancient times, and suddenly one day the top pick in high school.

At the time, Wu Jun explained to him that he should not talk to anyone about super rice brewing, and act in a low-key manner.

The wine is brewed, and the quality is particularly good, but it can't be for outsiders, it can suffocate the woods.

At that time, on the way back from Wu Jun's car, Xu Shucai finally found someone who could share his joy.

Xu Shucai is eager to share this joy.

"Uncle Xu has been working hard these days, then I'll try Uncle Xu's craftsmanship." Wu Jun said with a smile, raising his arm slightly, his lips close to the edge of the bowl, and a small sip of the wine made with super rice.

As the wine entered his throat, the expression on Wu Jun's face became very exciting, and his tears almost fell.

This wine is so delicious!

The honey fragrance is elegant, the mouth is soft, the mouth is refreshing and the backfill, the lips and teeth leave fragrance after drinking.

After recollecting for a while, Wu Jun recovered from his joy.

"Good wine!" Wu Jun praised the wine, then gave Xu Shucai a thumbs up, complimenting him, "Uncle Xu is worthy of an ancestral craft, this wine is made, absolutely."

"It's mainly the raw materials provided by Mr. Wu." Xu Shucai chuckled, very self-knowingly humble.

Wu Jun has been drinking good wine during this period. He has tasted Moutai, Wuliangye, Jiannanchun, and the kind of Luzhou Laojiao that cost thousands of dollars a bottle.

In all fairness, it is fair to say that using super Da Ming wine can definitely sling all the liquor on the market.

Feitian Moutai had to look back a bit in front of the wine made with super rice.

This result far exceeded Wu Jun's expectations, which made him happy.

Originally, he thought that he would be very satisfied if he could produce a wine of similar quality to Moutai.

At this moment, even the big brother of the national liquor Moutai, who is made from super rice, has gone down.

Although the quality of super rice is absolutely excellent, the craftsmanship of a small workshop-style winery like Xu's is definitely not comparable to that of a formal winery like Moutai.

Frying the same ingredients at home is a taste.

The wild chef in the small street restaurant is a taste.

The chef in the star hotel has another taste.

When Wu Jun gave Xu Shucai the work of making wine, he had no choice, no choice.

The only one he knew about making wine was Xu Shucai.

In addition, there are two relationships between Xu Fei and Xu Minli, and Wu Jun is also relieved to leave this to Xu Shucai.

After all, the quality of super rice is too overbearing, and Wu Jun would not worry if he left the super rice brewing to someone else.

At this moment, Xu Shucai, who was driven by the ducks by Wu Jun, gave Wu Jun a satisfactory answer.

Wu Jun asked Xu Shucai to take a plastic jug to hold a jug of wine. The two of them left the wine cellar and entered the room where Xu Shucai was resting.

The house is very small, only a dozen square meters, the layout is very simple, only a bed for sleeping, and a high-leg wooden bench.

"Mr. Wu, please sit down. The place is a bit crude, don't dislike it." Xu Shucai wiped the surface of the bench with his sleeve and handed it to Wu Jun.

"Uncle Xu, you don't need to have such a relationship with me, you also sit down." Wu Jun took out a cigarette, handed one to Xu Shucai, and sat on the stool.

One of them sat on the bed and the other on the stool. Wu Jun asked Xu Shucai a few questions about wine.

He has tasted the wine made from super rice and is extremely satisfied. Now he is most concerned about the wine yield.

"Mr. Wu, how do you say this kind of semi-finished rice you provided?" Xu Shucai said of the wine making process, his face glowing, "My old Xu has lived for most of my life, and I have never seen such a special rice."

"Generally speaking, the food with the highest wine yield is sweet potatoes, with a wine yield of about 70%. That is to say, a catty of sweet potatoes will eventually yield 7 taels of wine."

"Ordinary rice, the wine yield rate is about 40%, our rice, the wine yield rate is almost, a catty of rice can yield more than 9% of the wine, there is almost no waste."

"The wine yield is so high?" Wu Jun looked surprised when he heard Xu Shucai's words.

The quality is so good and the rate of wine production is still so high, which prevents other food from living.

Wu Jun asked again: "What about the alcohol level? Has it been tested?"

Xu Shucai said: "My winery does not have a professional instrument for measuring alcohol. After converting it according to the local method, the alcohol content is around 68 degrees."

"Such a high?" Wu Jun just tasted the wine, and felt strong, but it was not up to the top. The specific degree was not enough to drink with his mouth.

68 degrees, many puree wines do not have this degree.

"It doesn't look like drinking," Xu Shucai said affirmatively, "but it's definitely this degree, and it's not a difference of 1 degree. I measured it back and forth five times.

"Let me think about it..." After getting the wine yield and alcohol level, Wu Jun fell into thought.

In addition to the external packaging and reputation of the wine, the quality of the wine, the yield, and the alcohol content determine the price of a wine.

At this moment, the wine was brewed, and Wu Jun started to have a headache again.

The quality of the wine made from super rice is so good that it makes Wu Jun a headache.

How much is a suitable bottle?

It’s more expensive than Moutai, too high-profile,

It is not in line with Wu Jun's idea of ​​making a fortune in a low-key manner.

The quality is there, and the selling is low, he is definitely not willing.