Chapter 133: : Go and get an accountant ...

Hold a plastic barrel of wine and see it in less than three minutes.
The whole courtyard is filled with a smell of wine, condensed and not scattered.
The wine barrel returned to Li Mingzhe's hands, he shook, and said helplessly: "You guys, hold on, how can you drink them all up? How can you leave me some!"
"No way, it's delicious."
"Mr. Lao Zhuang's wine is so delicious, how can it be made! I want to learn too!"
"Go and go, this is the secret recipe, can you just ask?" Vice President Chen quickly stopped them.
"Don't worry, don't worry, and, if you see the bucket over there, just take it." Zhuang Dadao said.
He likes to see others drink their own wines, and he looks happy, which is happier than making money.
"No, no, I can't drink anymore. This kind of wine is sold on the market, at least a thousand bottles!" Vice President Chen quickly stopped everyone and said, "Mr. Laozhuang, how do you sell this wine? I want to buy it."
卖 "Sell? This is just a test product. It's just for fun. I haven't planned to sell it yet." Dad Zhuang said, "Just hold it if you like."
"This is really not possible, really not!" Vice President Chen shook his head again and again, "You can get tens of thousands of wines in the restaurant, too expensive, too expensive!"
The old Chen Lao Li next to him was stunned.
They also tasted the wine of Xinzhuang's dad. Of course, they do n’t know wine, they just feel delicious, very very delicious, but the price is ...
They have never drank thousands of bottles of wine in their lives!
Who knows if it is sweet or bitter?
"Why do you help Mr. Lao Zhuang set a price?" Li Mingzhe said to Vice President Chen, "It just so happens that Mr. Lao Zhuang will list this wine and give it a reference."
"No, no." Vice President Chen shook his head. "I can't come."
"Let's talk." Zhuang also wanted to hear the opinions of experts.
"I have tried all kinds of wines, and none of them has Mr. Lao Zhuang. This wine is so delicious." Vice President Chen said, "But for wine, look at the place of origin, look at the winery, look at the vintage, look at the packaging. Looking at marketing, we have none of these. The initial pricing should not be too high, but considering that the output is not high and the goods are scarce, I think ... divided into batches according to the batch, the lowest is 3,000 bottles, and the high-end is 10,000. It will be fine at 15,000 bottles. "
what?
Everyone's chin was about to fall off.
"However, this kind of pricing must be filled, promoted, and sold to connoisseurs ..." Vice President Chen smiled bitterly, and now this large plastic bucket is not acceptable.
"I'm actually going to make white wine. The wine is just for fun, I really didn't want to sell it." Chuang Da was also shocked.
"From the perspective of management, wine is the most profitable, because the premium is very high ..." Vice President Chen, "Of course, the cycle is also very long, and the investment is also large."
Most wineries, the wine produced is only a few dollars, dozens of dollars a bottle of ex-factory price. (PS: A few hundred bottles are usually sold in restaurants, the ex-factory price is about a few euros.)
少 Too few high-end wines are produced.
"I don't know much about these, I'd better make white wine." Zhuang Dad said, "It's worth making so many people like my wine."
That emotion everyone listened to.
What an earthy person! Why is it different from the chairman who pretends to be addicted?
I said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.
Here, Zhuang's dad was bottling alive, and Zhuang not only wobbled far away. He planned to see how his father was busy.
He walked into the yard and saw a large crowd of people, startling him.
"Dong ..." The crowd just wanted to say hello, and Zhuang not far away waved to stop them from saying hello.
"I am your ordinary colleague!"
I don't know why, I always feel a little shame to be called chairman in front of my parents.
"Xiao Yuan, you came just right, help me bottle your colleagues!" Zhuang Dad quickly instructed Zhuang to work far away.
"Oh ..." Zhuang not far Fid Bian just put on gloves, suddenly felt wrong, and said, "Dad, what are you doing now! Bottling them?"
He just pointed out, "Isn't there a wine barrel? Give them the bottles, labels, and barrels, and let them go and share them."
"How can this be done?" Chuang Da was stunned.
怎么 "Why not?" Zhuang not far away. "The company has a laboratory in it, and the conditions are OK. This five-liter barrel is 500 bottles, two and a half barrels. Alas, no more."
"This is the best, this is the best!" Li Mingzhe patted his head and quickly said, "This is how I make money!"
After I came in, I was shocked by Zhuang's wine, but I didn't think of this method. "Mr. Zhuang, the guys in our laboratory, work well and quickly!"
"Well, go back!" Zhuang not far waved and sent.
Who knows that everyone will not leave.
"We want to buy wine! Buy more!" Everyone said.
Did you hear? It is priced more than 10,000 a bottle of wine, how can you get an internal price now, and it will be so beautiful after a while to give it away!
What are you saying, you ca n’t afford more than ten thousand bottles, is there any cheaper?
Vice President Chen was particularly enthusiastic about the operation of the winery, so he pulled the father of Zhuang and set the price on the spot.
Tomato wine is also super delicious, but after all, this wine has no fame and no pricing system. Everyone is a friend. You don't need too much for a bottle of one hundred dollars.
what? And citrus wine? Is it the fruit of that ugly, smelly fence?
Alas, it was delicious.
You said that this is a medicinal material that can relieve liver and relieve pain, break qi and disperse stagnation, digestion and stagnation, expectorant and expectorant? It must be more expensive, and the internal price must be 200 bottles.
Do you have rice wine? This rice wine is awesome!
The barley wine can't be put on the countertop, but it can't stand well and it can't be lowered at 80 bottles.
And it can only be a 300 ml vial!
Xinzhuang was not far from looking at these various wines of Zhuang Dad. They were shocked. He could make wine in the manor. Basically, he played all over again. It seems that Zhuang Dad had a great time!
Brewery father is an old hand, but if he is in business, he is still a recruit and exchanged contact information with Vice President Chen, saying that he should ask each other a lot.
"This old Chen, when it comes to wine, more than anything." Li Mingzhe shook his head and sighed.
Zhuang not far moved in his heart. It was very pleasant to see Dad Zhuang and Vice President Chen get along ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After two full hours, I had an appointment with Dad Zhuang and come back tomorrow. hospital.
For those who love wine, this farmhouse of Zhuang Da is simply a treasure house.
After the crowd left, Lao Chen opened his mouth and said, "How much did this wave sell just now? I have to count it!"
"Don't worry about it, it's 300,000 ..." Lao Li shook his head. "Lao Zhuang, I've had so much wine from you, and I haven't seen your wine sell so well, is it a person from the virtual city, no Have had good wine ... "
"What?" Dad Zhuang was startled. "Three hundred thousand? Isn't it two or thirty thousand? A bottle of medicinal wine is 100, and a bottle of 1,000 is 10,000 ..."
"Lao Zhuang, you still have the money to get an accountant!" Lao Li vowed.
Xinzhuang laughed not far from covering her mouth.
In the point of not knowing how much he is, the father and the son are in the same vein.
A group of old brothers are happy, and suddenly heard a shout from outside: "Boss, is the boss here?"
Jonathan is back again, with some of his colleagues.
"Boss, I want to buy some more sick liquor."
好 "Okay, how much do you want?"
"How many more do you have? I'll pack them all!" Jona waved arrogantly.
Qiao Na bought a hundred bottles and left, not because she didn't want to buy more, but her father Zhuang refused to sell more.
Lao Li reminded him to prevent others from reselling!
The hundred bottles were sold to her by Jona, who said she was a doctor.
After a while, a tourist bus stopped and many tourists got out of the car to buy sick liquor. Just now the old man was full of energy: "Boss brother, I'm here again! Let's talk!
In the blink of an eye, Zhuang's brewery was on fire.