The trial production of cement in Xishan is basically successful, and the new wine of Qi's Winery in Linjiang City will start brewing today.
The hottest topic in Linjiang City these days is Qi's wine. Look at the procession beating drums and gongs on the street, and the huge banners held high:
Qi’s new wine will be launched on August 15th!
Step on the fragrant spring, punch the heavenly spring, so stay tuned!
Drink the best wine at the lowest price, Qishi is worth your possession!
Thirty-two degrees Guxi, forty degrees Ninglu, same recipe, same taste, spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you!
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Various advertising slogans were flying everywhere, and even many lanterns in the streets and alleys were replaced with Qi's.
Qi Yuanming invested a lot of money to promote the wine that was about to be launched. Although Yu Fu Ji still sold well every day, Qi's had successfully attracted the attention of Linjiang people.
"That's enough. I finally understand Fu Xiaoguan's original purpose for this kind of advertising. It was to make his product popular, so that everyone would think of Yu Fu Ji when they thought of drinking." Zhang Pei'er sat in the teahouse, watching the procession holding banners passing by on the street, and said, "There are still two days left. Make sure nothing goes wrong with your winery."
"Don't worry, Miss Zhang. I've purchased 300,000 kilograms of grain, countless eggs, built brand new utensils, and hired ten renowned chefs, all specifically for this wine."
Qi Yuanming sighed and continued, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. When Yu Fu Ji's new wine was first released, I wanted to talk to Fu Xiaoguan, but he refused me. Now that these two wines are released, I think he will come to talk to me. What do you think, should I meet him or not?"
"Why not? Let me know when you meet. I also want to see how miserable he looks."
Zhang Pei'er looked at the busy Yu Fu Ji across the street with a sneer on her face.
Fu Xiaoguan, your Yu Fu Ji is about to go bankrupt, how about... I buy it?
I heard that this guy is working on some new things in Xishan again. No problem, just do your best. Then I will cut off your resources and you will be furious. But I just want to see you get furious.
The more she thought about it, the happier she became. The gloom she had been worrying about the approval documents from a few days ago was now gone. She was eagerly waiting for the arrival of August 15th. She believed that during this grand Mid-Autumn Festival, the wine that the wealthy merchants and scholars drank while reciting poems to the moon would be like Guxi and Ninglu.
On this festive day for all families, Yu Fu Ji's door was deserted, and Fu Xiaoguan was embarrassed and angry. Hehe, this is really funny.
Qi Yuanming's heart was moved when he saw Zhang Pei'er's brilliant smile. This girl was very beautiful and had great talent for business. If he married her, the Qi family would be even more powerful.
Then wait until the new wine is released and ask her what she thinks.
"This Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival happens to be held at Banshan Academy. I've already made arrangements there. Yu Yunqi will write a lyric using the names of our two wines. With Yu Yunqi's fame, the lyric will become famous. Fan Duoer will perform it live for the first time, so that everyone in Linjiang City, young and old, will remember these two wines."
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Zhang."
"That's fine. We're collaborating after all, and cooperation requires sincerity, right? I have things to do, so you should keep a close eye on your winery. Remember, absolutely no problems can occur, and all the ratios must be strictly followed."
"I know. I've invested everything I have in this new wine. I can only succeed, not fail!"
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The fields are covered with heavy golden rice.
Fu Xiaoguan, Wang Er and others were walking on the ridge of the field under the setting sun. There were many farmers in the field, and their faces showed the most simple joy of the upcoming harvest.
Most of these fields are cultivated by the villagers of Wangjia Village, and they still live in the Xishan Villa.
The young master said that after the rice was harvested, Wangjia Village could start building a new home. Of course, the young master would not lie to them, because a lot of bricks and wood had already been piled up on the ruins.
The new house was designed by the young master himself. It is a courtyard structure and is neatly arranged a little further away from Daishan Mountain and quite close to Baishui River.
The young master said that if this is the case, even if there is another flash flood in Daishan, it will not reach this place. During the slack season, if the embankment of Baishui River is reinforced, there will be no problem in this place.
The young master's ability has spread, and now people know that the mud and sand that the young master made with such a big fuss in Xishan is called cement. People look at this thing and don't understand what it means, but Feng Xinawa says that this thing is magical. When building a house, just apply it on the blue bricks and it will be more solid than rice paste. It is really magical!
People looked at Fu Xiaoguan with warm eyes. Where in the world can one find such a young master?
Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er were sitting on the edge of the field.
"After the rice harvest, there won't be much farm work. Organize the villagers. Construction needs to begin on the houses in Wangjia Village. Allocate manpower and see how many houses can be built simultaneously. Also, after this one is finished, have them work on the workshop in Xishan. They'll be paid fifty wen a day for craftsmen and twenty wen a day for laborers. However, I've also increased the wages at the cement workshop. This is what everyone deserves for their hard work."
The honest old farmer nodded slightly.
"Gather the rice grains from those ten barnyard grasses for me, dry them separately, and store them separately. I have to go back to Linjiang as Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Give them to me when I come back."
"Don't worry, Master. I promise not a single one will be missing."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded and said to Wang Er and Wang Qiang, "This is the new seed. Next year when you grow the rice seedlings, set aside a separate field and plant only this seed. I'll leave this task to you two."
Wang Qiang asked curiously, "Master, will the yield of these seeds double next year?"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said, "You're overthinking it. It's not that easy. We'll have to continue looking for seeds next year. When these new seeds bloom, we'll pollinate each other. When they mature next year, we'll be able to see the results from the seeds we plant the year after."
"Oh." Wang Qiang patted his chest and boasted, "I will take care of that farm myself. I will build my home next to it."
"Don't blame me to death, Xiaomei from your family."
"She won't. She knows I'm so happy to do something for the young master."
Wang Qiang paused, then added shyly, "Xiaomei said that everything she has today is thanks to the young master. She hopes that after marriage, she will have more children and cultivate crops for the young master for generations to come."
Fu Xiaoguan laughed heartily, "There will be a school in the west mountain in the back. Your children will have to go to school!"
Fu Xiaoguan stood up, ignoring the shocked father and son, and suddenly said, "This new seed should have a new name."
The young master's thoughts always jumped quickly, and he immediately pulled the father and son out of their excitement.
"Then Master, please give it a name."
Fu Xiaoguan was silent for a moment, then said, "Then let's call him... Fu Yidai!"
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