Chapter 641: Blood Rice Brewing Shows Its Power
Zhang An finally figured out that Chen Ze was advertising for him, so he simply stopped hiding it.
"Of course there is, but the price of my wine is not very close to the people."
If someone wants to give money to him, Zhang An will naturally not refuse.
So far, except for some knowledgeable people who occasionally come over to play with the blood rice brewing in his hands, the only ones maintaining supply are the two brothers Li Weihong.
"Oh? May I ask how much it costs?"
Cheng Peng was not very surprised when he heard Zhang An said that the price was not cheap. Although he had only tasted a few bites just now, he had already tasted it. Tasting the essence, such a good wine will definitely not be cheap, so I took the initiative to ask.
“The price that has been supplied before is 2,500 yuan per jar, around five kilograms per jar.”
In the past, he sold it at five hundred yuan per kilogram, but now Zhang An felt that it was too low-level to describe her work in that way, so she simply sold it according to the forum, so that it would sound more high-end and classy to others.
Others couldn't help but gasped when they heard the price.
"Hey, the price is indeed not cheap, but it is not too much for such a fine wine. If there are still more, I want to buy two jars."
Cheng Peng is the same, even though Zhang An has already reminded him, He didn't take it seriously. After all, he had seen many fine wines, many of which were expensive.
But after Zhang An spoke, he was still surprised. This kind of wine was definitely the most expensive he had ever seen in his life, but even so, he decided to buy it.
Because this thing is just like dating to find a wife in the past, it depends on a good relationship.
Now Cheng Peng feels that this wine is worth it, so he will not hesitate on the price. Five hundred and one catty is definitely a sky-high price for others, but for people like them, it is still acceptable. of.
"Of course. Whenever you want it, just ask Chen Ze to take you to my house to pick it up."
Sold two jars at once, a full ten kilograms, for five thousand yuan Zhang An was very happy with the money coming in.
For such a sum of money, when the cherries and peaches mature later, they will have to sell several thousand kilograms to achieve this harvest.
"Then I want to buy two jars and take them back to my old man to open his eyes, otherwise he will keep saying that what I drink outside is horse urine, okay Zhang An."
As soon as Cheng Peng opened his mouth, Jin Wen immediately followed. After all, Cheng Peng was a well-known drunkard among them. He had said so, so there would definitely be no difference.
"Of course it's possible. Although the yield rate of this wine is very low, a few jars are still enough."
Looking at Jin Wen looking at him, Zhang An smiled and nodded, giving Affirmative answer.
"Then I want one too. They all want to bring it to their families, so I can't fall behind."
"Yes, that's right, I'll have one too."< br>
“Me too.”
In addition to Cheng Peng and Jin Wen, the few people behind also spoke one after another.
In such a short period of time, Zhang An sold seven jars of his blood rice wine, earning more than 10,000 yuan.
But Zhang An was only happy, not ecstatic. After all, it was just more than thirty kilograms of wine.
You must know that the Li Weihong brothers bought a lot of wine for the first time.
After placing orders one by one with Zhang An, his attention returned to the mutton on the table.
It's just that compared to when the sheep was roasted just now, they paid more attention to the jar of wine that Chen Ze brought out.
“Come on, come on, Ze, to congratulate you on becoming the boss soon, let’s have another glass of this wine.”
Cheng Peng is worthy of being a wine geek, pouring out the wine in his glass. After finishing the drink, he immediately handed the cup to Chen Ze.
“Here, it’s full for you, but you have to drink it slowly this time. It’s not that I don’t want to part with this wine, it’s mainly because this thing has a lot of stamina. If you don’t pay attention, you’ll get drunk for two or three times. It's possible every day."
When Chen Ze saw Cheng Peng's attitude, he knew that this guy was here for his wine.
So after filling up a glass, he persuaded me earnestly.
"Oh, you don't know how much I drink. I'm so good now. Two more pounds won't be a problem. Are you afraid that I'll drink too much and won't let you go?"
< br>Hearing this, Cheng Peng thought that Chen Ze was reluctant to part with him, so he used the provoking method with a half-smile.
"Then just think that I am reluctant to let you go. Don't blame me for not reminding you at the time."
In fact, what he said is not false. It is not that he is reluctant to let go. He once said When I drank this wine, I accidentally drank too much. I was drunk for two days before I recovered.
Since then, he has become much calmer when it comes to drinking.
But as the saying goes, good words can't persuade a damn ghost. Seeing Cheng Peng's behavior, Chen Ze stopped trying to persuade him.
"Yes, Apeng, Aze is right, you should be more careful, your face is red now."
One of the people in the crowd was over thirty, but Hearing this, the beautiful and well-maintained woman stepped forward and said, she is Cheng Peng's wife Ran Xia.
The others, like the two of them, all came together as a couple.
“What, I’ve already had it on my face?”
Cheng Peng asked in disbelief when he heard this. Although he felt his face was burning just now, he didn’t think it was because he drank too much .
Because he is confident in his ability to drink. As a drunkard, he will not feel anything if he drinks less than half a catty.
Although he was stuffed with one sip just now, the total amount in the cup was only two taels, which was not in his eyes at all.
“Well, if you don’t believe it, just see for yourself.”
Seeing that her man didn't believe it, Ran Xia took out the makeup mirror she carried with her from her bag.
"It's okay, it's just on my face. I'm not drunk yet, but it's enough to show that Zhang An's wine is not bad."
Cheng Peng looked at the mirror for a long time and knew I did get drunk, but I didn't really take it to heart because getting drunk is two different things.
But then, he paid more attention when drinking. He drank slowly and no longer drank like before.
But Zhang An's wine is not an ordinary wine. Although it is not brewed puree, it has been diluted a lot by his blending, but the power is still there.
So while Cheng Peng was eating and drinking, when the wine in his glass was half full, he tilted his head and fell from the bench to the ground.
"Apeng, what's wrong with you?"
The moment Cheng Peng fell to the ground, Ran Xia beside him reacted, squatted on the ground, and said shakingly.
Seeing this, other people also gathered around.
"Sister-in-law of the Cheng family, don't worry, he is just drunk."
Zhang An walked over and took a look before speaking to Ran Xia who was very worried.
He was not surprised at all that Cheng Peng got drunk so quickly, because the blending ratio of the wine he gave Chen Ze was not too large.
When the others heard Zhang An's words, they couldn't believe it and their eyes almost popped out, including Ran Xia.
“No way?”
As Cheng Peng himself said, everyone else knew Cheng Peng’s usual drinking capacity.
But you only drank a few taels today and you fell drunk immediately? Could it be that the wine was laced with Mongolian sweat medicine?
"I am indeed drunk. Most people can't drink much. Brother Cheng Peng can do it. In fact, according to his drinking capacity, he will not drink so fast, but He drank too much just now, so he was very drunk now."
Seeing that others didn't believe it, Zhang An explained with a wry smile.
I wish these people knew how it would feel if someone could get drunk just by smelling this wine when it was first brewed.
"Huhu~huhu~"
Others didn't believe it at first, but as soon as Zhang An finished speaking, there was already a shout from the ground. Looking down, it was the unconscious Cheng Peng who started shouting.
"Okay, let's just drink here today. Let's take Cheng Peng back to rest first."
Seeing this, Jin Wen suggested.
The others readily agreed. With Cheng Peng’s lessons learned, they no longer mentioned drinking. They were worried that if they continued to drink, they would make a fool of themselves like Cheng Peng.
At this time, each of their faces were as red as monkey butts.
Although they didn't drink much, their drinking capacity was not as good as Cheng Peng's.
To this day they are still persisting because they drink slowly and taste it bit by bit.
Then everyone carried Cheng Peng, who was completely drunk, to the intersection of Dongli Road and drove him into the village in a car.
They did not stay overnight at Chen Ze's house, mainly because there were too many people and Chen Ze didn't have enough space, so when they came, they had already found a place to stay in the village.
"Here, Zhang An, take the rest back to Xiaohu and the others."
Back in the yard, Chen Ze had already called Aunt Li to pack up the remaining mutton and let Zhang An Take it home and feed it to the dog.
Because everyone has already eaten, although there seems to be a lot of mutton on this square plate, there is actually not much meat left, mainly because there are more bones.
After this thing cools down, it won’t taste that good even if it is reheated. Naturally, Mr. Chen will not keep it.
"Yeah, I'll just take them back later. Are they here to play, or do they have other things?"
Zhang An nodded, and then asked.
He could tell from just now that Chen Ze's relationship with these people was not too deep.
"You saw it. In fact, it was me who called them over this time. The leaders, Cheng Peng and Jin Wen, work in travel agencies. As for the others, they all deal in hotel supplies. , I called them over this time, mainly to talk about future cooperation."
When asked by Zhang An, Chen Ze stopped beating around the bush and said directly.
"Then if I sell this wine to them, will it..."
Zhang An nodded when he heard this. It was just as he guessed, but he suddenly thought about whether these people spending so much money to buy wine from him would have any impact.
“Don’t worry about this. These people’s families are all rich, especially that Cheng Peng. You can pay more attention to it, because his old man, his father and him are three people. They are all famous wine drinkers, and they are addicted to alcohol. They will definitely like your wine, and they will most likely be your repeat customers in the future."
Seeing Zhang An worried about this, Chen Zehao. He shook his head nonchalantly and explained.
"But today, in order to bring you some business, I wasted half of my bottle of good wine. You have to compensate me for it in the future."
Then Chen Ze talked about buying wine. It seems that Zhang An will not agree to this matter unless he compensates him.
"Wait until you finish drinking first. If you don't tell me when you come, why don't I just bring a jar over here."
Zhang An also ignored Chen Ze's begging was for nothing, no matter what this guy said, but if you really want to get it for him, it will definitely be left to eat dust. It is better to keep it in the cellar.
"Hey, I didn't think about it at first. I only remembered it later."
Chen Ze also drank some just now. Although he was not drunk, he was not drunk at this moment. He also slumped against the back of the chair and yawned weakly.
"Okay, I'll go back then, you go to bed early."
Seeing that Chen Ze could no longer hold on any longer, Zhang An stopped staying any longer, picked up the roast lamb that Aunt Li had packed a long time ago, and got up to go home.
Chen Ze didn't say anything after hearing this, and waved his hand towards him as a farewell.
While walking on the road, the cold night wind blew, and the little smell of alcohol on Zhang An was immediately blown away.
When we arrived at Qiaotou, a few naughty children in the village were still fanning cardboard boxes under the street lights.
"Xiao An said, where are you coming from?"
Seeing Zhang An coming, everyone shouted.
"Go back to the yard opposite. It's so late. Why are you still here? Aren't you afraid that the adults at home will find you?"
Looking at the people fanning the cardboard fans so enthusiastically, Zhang An thought They have been playing here since school.
"No, we have already had dinner and just came here. We will go back after playing for a while. I won't let my mother yell."
Er Mao also took the lead and said, with a little look on his face There is no fear at all, and the same goes for other children.
"Here, I have some roast mutton here. It's still hot. You can take it and eat it."
Seeing that there were quite a few of Ermao and the others, Zhang An handed over the remaining mutton in his hand.
Although the mutton was leftover, there was still seven or eight kilograms left in it. Young Master Chen didn’t like it, so he asked Zhang An to bring it back to Xiaohu and the others to improve their food.
But when he saw the naughty children, Zhang An sent them directly.
Although the conditions of various households in the village are much better now, mutton is still something that is difficult for the naughty children to come into contact with.
When the naughty children heard this, they would not refuse at all, because they often got all kinds of food from Zhang An.
“Wow, it’s so fragrant and delicious.”
After opening the mutton, everyone couldn’t wait to tear a piece into their mouths and eat it.
"Hey, isn't it delicious? I baked it myself."
Seeing that they were eating with gusto, Zhang An also tore a piece and put it in his mouth.
"Of course, the barbecue cooked by Uncle An is definitely the most delicious. The old man who specializes in selling skewers on the street can't compare."
The children said without hesitation, because Zhang An was there They always have Nambovan in their hearts.
"Okay, I'm going home. You can eat it by yourselves. Remember, no fighting is allowed. Ermao, you are the oldest, so you must share it evenly with everyone."
Looking at how delicious they were eating, Zhang An did not continue squatting here.
However, before leaving, he still gave a warning, because there are too many children here, and if there is a fight, this is not his original intention.
"Don't worry, Uncle An, I will definitely give it to everyone."
Hearing this, Er Mao patted his chest and promised, just like a squad leader.
(End of this chapter)