Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

As soon as Yan Dong heard that there was wine for sale, he immediately began to encourage Wen Xu: "Is there anything that can't be sold in wine, and what you sell here is red wine. If you can sell it in a decent way, it doesn't prove that we in China Can you also produce good red wine? Think about how much a bottle of wine costs in France, and how much we sell for a bottle of wine produced here! We talked about it, you are called glory for the country, and at a small scale, you can also be regarded as serving the country Earn foreign exchange!"

  Wen Xu blinked her eyes and looked at Yan Dong: "It's only how much in total, what should we drink after selling it?"

   "Drink French wine at a different price! Besides, you don't know how many bottles of red wine you can drink this year. Why do you think so much, and these, these!"

As Yan Dong said, he stretched out his hand and ordered two servings of sugar-sweetened wine on the table: "It's all brewed like this! When the time comes, I will keep twenty or thirty bottles for myself. After I become famous, I will give it away to others, don't you think? Save it When it’s time to give it away, what I’m carrying is either an XO or something thirteen or fourteen…”

  Yan Dong immediately began to provoke her three-inch tongue, and began to persuade Wen Xu.

Wen Xu was a bit reluctant to come here, and secondly, he didn't really believe in this black old beauty of Joe. From the bottom of his heart, he thought that this old beauty was not reliable. It can't be done in a short while, if there is a mistake, maybe I may not be able to see my wine on the first-line brand in my whole life.

   And it takes a lot of work. After marketization, this series of things is not as simple as making your own drink. It has to be regulated and supervised, especially the last one, Wen Xin, which is the least favorite.

Wen Xu doesn't know about Joe, but Yan Dong does. He only knows that Joe has good resources, especially in luxury goods. As for his skills, he is a black kid from the BRONX area of ​​New York, and has been messing around until now. Not to mention that the level of this **** is many times higher than his own, and his vision is unique. Seeing that Qiao wants to represent Wen Xu's red wine, he knows that this matter is a bit messy. As for whether it will be successful or not, that's another matter.

   "It's not a bad thing to try! Just think of yourself as looking for entertainment for yourself, which is equivalent to doing carpentry or something. Anyway, there is nothing to lose, right?" Yan Dong persuaded again.

Wen Xu listened to it and thought about it, and felt that he seemed to have nothing to do all year long, so brewing wine was just to entertain himself, if it really didn’t work, just like what Yan Dong said, it would be fine to keep it as a gift when the time came, so he ordered He nodded and said, "I have no problem in principle, but let's talk about the details!"

Joe nodded and said with a smile: "It should be, but first we have to give this wine a good name. After I go back, I will find someone to design a bottle, a label and a complete set of packaging. If you want If you are interested, you might as well try to design it yourself, and I am sure that your design will become an eternal classic in ten years!"

   "What do you guys think, Xu Dong?" Yan Dong said.

  Wen Xu's face immediately collapsed when he heard it: "Why aren't you called Xuehua, Qingdao! You still want to advertise at this time!"

  Joe said: "It's amazing to hear that some of you here don't have Mahu, or you can call it that name."

   Listen to it warmly, no Mahu? This name seems to be the name of beer, and he shook his head immediately: "Forget it, everyone should go back and think about it, who can come up with a good name all of a sudden!"

   "That's right!" Yan Dong nodded: "Then everyone will go back and think about the name, and make a rough decision first."

   "Okay, Yan Dong, you can ask the lawyer to discuss the details. I will be in charge of the brewing, and no one else can interfere. We can discuss the rest of the matter and the issue of the shares," Wen Xu said.

  When Yan Dong heard that he had an opportunity to intervene, he immediately said: "That's natural. You are in charge of the brewing, including the wine factory, and the brand, and we are in charge of other aspects!"

  Joe listened and said: "Basically I have no opinion!"

Joe can be said to have grown up with China's economy. He understands the psychology of Chinese people and knows that doing business in China is sometimes about being a human being. Some things may seem like you are losing money, but in the long run you are making money. Yes, this is also the reason why many Americans often do not do well when they are equal business partners with Chinese people. Americans always like one to be one, and two to be two, and regard interests as things that must be divided and divided. , will not give in at all, but the Chinese are much more reserved, and sometimes the so-called disadvantage is to take advantage.

If another American comes to talk, then the production capacity, how much capital and how much shares he owns will be cleared up, but many Chinese businessmen will think that this is impersonal. How did Joe do it? Well, his method is to focus on the big and let go of the small. The big place stabilizes the ground line, and the small place can pass through it. This not only guarantees his own interests, but also takes care of the psychological feelings of his Chinese partners. This is Joe. This old American black has gained successful experience from China's development.

   When the matter came to this point, the three of them automatically let it go, and started eating the steaming pot, and then talked nonsense.

I have to say that Joe is much more authentic than Aonzo, the Italian pseudo-China expert. This man really has a good understanding of Chinese people and Chinese culture, and even knows that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy together. These things, and When he talked about interesting things about life in China, he also specifically talked about some things about foreigners making a fool of themselves because of language problems in China.

   Yan Dong gnawed on a chicken paw and asked Joe: "I said, old Joe, how many girls did you sleep with when you were studying in China?"

  Joe was stunned for a moment, and then put a piece of fish in his mouth. While eating, he picked up the red wine glass and took a sip of red wine: "Why do you ask this?"

   "Just ask!"

  Wen Xu said with a smile: "It is estimated that there are more girls who want to compare with you!"

Joe shrugged his shoulders: "Gentlemen will not show off this matter. To me, every girl is a good memory, which is suitable for slowly savoring in memory when I am alone, rather than talking about it with my companions." , This is disrespect to the girl!"

   "Look, he is still very enlightened!" Wen Xu smiled and picked up the white wine in the glass, gestured to Qiao, and then they touched each other.

   Yan Dong said: "Don't listen to his nonsense. When this guy was studying abroad, some little girls might jump on a dog that looks like a foreigner, just to go abroad!"

  Joe said with a smile: "There are too many such girls, and they are not unique to China. As long as you have enough money, American girls can make you feel like you are God!"

   "Okay..." Wen Xu was about to bring the topic back to the right path, when he suddenly saw a person approaching the door.

   "Yo, are you drinking?"

Wen Xu raised his head and saw that it was none other than Liyu Bay porcelain burner Shao Sanhuo. Now this nickname has replaced his surname, and Wen Xu couldn't remember what his last name was, so he just called it according to the villagers Habit: "Why did Boss Shao come here today? Sit down and drink two cups?"

  While talking, Wen Xu motioned for Shao Sanhuo to sit in the empty seat next to her.

  Shaosanhuo declined politely: "No, I am here to deliver porcelain to Boss Yan. The set of porcelain he ordered last time has been fired."

  Speaking, Shao Sanhuo pointed to the electric car outside the door, and saw a cardboard box on the pedal above, with some grass stems inside as filler.

   Yan Dong smiled and motioned for Sanhuo to sit down: "You are welcome, there are no outsiders, just the three great gentlemen, eat and brag, if you have nothing to do, sit down and eat!"

  Hearing what Yan Dong said, it was not polite to burn the third fire, so he took off his shoes and sat on the couch.

  As soon as I got on the couch, I put my feet under the table, and immediately felt warm on my feet: "Good guys! You really enjoy this!"

   Yan Dong smiled and nodded warmly: "With this guy around, you can still freeze everyone? Who would rather enjoy Taoism, this one is the number one in the entire Wenjia Village!"

   "The weather is really weird. It's only been a while, and it's raining. It feels like we haven't worn long clothes here, and we'll need sweaters and cotton pants immediately." Burning Sanhuo said after laughing.

Qiao nodded and said in agreement: "Isn't that right? We turned around from Mingzhu to the provincial capital and saw that the fields are still green. It is enough for everyone to add a thick coat in the morning, but once we enter the county The ground immediately felt that the temperature was dropping, and the road of tens of miles seemed to step directly from autumn into winter!"

  Joe's words directly surprised Shao Sanhuo. He was stunned for a few seconds and came back to praise Joe: "Your Chinese is really good!"

   "Where is it!" Joe said politely.

   "How is the porcelain firing?" Wen Xu asked.

  Shao Sanhuo took the chopsticks from Yan Dong's hands and thanked him, then said: "The feng shui here is good, and the success rate of my cooking during this time has been greatly improved compared to before! Now it's almost half to half!"

"By the way, didn't you say that you want to learn how to make porcelain for fun? I have bought a batch of porcelain clay here. If you are interested, I will send you some. You can play with it at home? Anyway, my You have seen things, except that you can’t play with drawing, you can play the rest freely,” said Shao Sanhuo.

  Wen Xu nodded as soon as he heard it: "Then I will thank you first!"

   "Anyway, he's fine, by the way!" Speaking of this, Yan Dong remembered: "Zhao Defang asked me to ask you, how is the little wooden horse?"

   "Hurry up, even if the child is born, it will take a year or two before he can play. If you are anxious, ask him, is the child born?" Wen Xu said.

   Just finished Wen Xu's words, Yan Dong's cell phone rang, Yan Dong picked it up and answered it, and immediately said: "Is it a baby? Girl?"

   After speaking, he glanced at Wen Xu: "Got it, he's right next to me, and he was talking about the little Trojan horse just now!"

   After chatting for a while, Yan Dong said to Wen Xu: "You mouth! Sun An'an gave birth, a little girl, six pounds and seven taels, mother and daughter are safe!"

   "That's a good thing!" Wen Xu said happily.

   "A good thing is a good thing, is your gift ready?"

   "Nonsense, it's up to you to say that? I prepared it a long time ago, and asked someone to find an agarwood and make a longevity lock." Wen Xu said.

   Yan Dong immediately replied: "Damn!"

   "Aren't you ready?"

   "I was prepared, but Xu Yue accidentally dug out the things two days ago, and then gave it to her cousin's child as a full moon gift," Yan Dong said with a sigh.

  Wen Xu said: "Since that's the case, then this lock should be given by the two of us together. Otherwise, the gift will get bigger and bigger. To be honest, I don't think it's a good thing."

   The agarwood that Wen Xu obtained is quite expensive, plus he hired a famous artist to carve it, adding one piece is enough to make one piece with a whole piece of gold.

   Yan Dong heard this and said: "Let's forget it, let's give one away, maybe Sun An'an will use this to make fun of me in the future! I'll think about it again!"

   Hearing that he was not happy, Wen Xu continued to eat his own food.

Four elders gather around here, and there is a steaming pot on the table, which is filled with glowing red oil and fiery dried chilies, when fish or meat are taken out of the pot They were all covered with a bright red color, and when they swallowed, they seemed to carry a ball of fire, all the way from the mouth, along the throat to the stomach, and then turned into a hot stream of warmth. The child felt that the air around him was not so cold anymore.