Song Tan's Notes

Boss Chang lost 5 kilograms of wine due to a mistake, and he vowed to set the price himself and never ask others again!

It's just wine! It's just puree!

He watched Master Jiang, who couldn't wait any longer, rush down the mountain on his electric bike, stealthily carrying a large pot of wine and leaving. When he saw Boss Chang, he grinned and said, "I only want 5 jin, no more... Look how good this wine is! I'll have to ask them to send me a jar later..."

"Also, I don't know what price you're going to set. If I give you too little, I'm afraid you're taking advantage of the boss. Boss Chang, please let me know when you've decided."

After thinking for a while, he said sadly: "If one kilogram costs more than 6 yuan, then I will only buy 4 kilograms..." When he said this, his expression was heartbroken. If Boss Chang hadn't known that Master Jiang used to be the chef of his hotel, he would have really thought that he was here to be a wine stooge!

Sixty thousand per pound?!

Isn’t this price a bit too much… He hasn’t even tasted it yet!

But soon, Song Tan poured him a small cup: "Originally, I said I would give you a cup during the meal, but they are waiting for it. You are the big boss, so you set the price first."

He said this politely, but he was very steady when pouring the wine, and he really took a sip. Boss Chang took a deep sniff of the wine glass. If it weren't for the outstanding aroma, he would have muttered "stingy".

  But the aroma was a bit too outstanding. None of the pure grain wines he had tasted had such a fragrance!

Then he took a sip carefully, and a sweet, cold breath instantly burst out in his mouth, and then it was like a tiny flame crawling and burning the spring grass, burning all his taste buds!

The wine flowed down his throat, carrying a flame all the way, and burned directly into his stomach, but it did not cause any burning or pain. Instead, it felt warm and soothing. The aroma of the wine burst out deeply from his mouth. Boss Chang's body swayed, and his head felt a little dizzy.

"No way?" Song Tan looked at the wine in his hand: "This is getting stronger again."

But Boss Chang soon sobered up and showed with his actions that he was not drunk, but just not very competitive.

After waking up, Boss Chang sat there in a daze, staring at the small wine glass in front of him. For a moment, he wanted to take a couple more sips...

But people still need to have some dignity.

So I held it in.

  He was thinking about how much money to give, and didn't say anything for a while. Who knew that when he turned around, he saw the village secretary Zhu also drove over, also carrying a few large plastic wine jugs:

"Song Tan, where's my wine? Give me 20 kilograms!"

"Do you need me to send it directly?" Song Tan checked the time: "Brother Zhang will be here this afternoon."

  "No, no, no, please don't. My grandpa can't drink too much. I'm using this to control him!" Secretary Xiao Zhu became anxious.

"There are a few others, but they can't drink them casually! Give me 20 kilograms first, and I'll send some back to them during the holidays!"

Boss Chang thought to himself that you are really filial...

Then I thought, it is said that the total amount of wine produced is only more than 300 kilograms, and the family has been sending it back and forth for more than half a year. Now, in the blink of an eye, another to kilograms have been removed! The Song Tan family still has to keep kilograms for themselves...

  hiss!

Just thinking about this, he almost hung up his oxygen tank! At this moment, he rushed into the room: "Hey, Boss Song! How many pounds of wine are left? So, no matter how much is left, 5 per pound, I'll take care of it all!"

Song Tan: "...Although I haven't weighed it yet, it should be around 150 to 160 kilograms."

Boss Chang is really a spendthrift! Song Tan felt that the money was a bit hot. As an honest farmer, I always feel uneasy when I earn this kind of money...

But then I thought, what's the point of being empty?

  The sorghum was grown with her own spiritual energy, and the wine was stored in a cave where she had set up a spiritual gathering array. This thing is good! And one catty of wine can be exchanged for almost four catties! She made 50,000 yuan, and Boss Chang will only make a lot of money!

She had stayed in the village for too long with her parents, and had been able to summon the spiritual energy at will every day, so she almost forgot how rare this thing was nowadays.

So he immediately calmed down. After thinking for a while, he turned around and asked Lu Chuan: "Do you have many friends? I'll leave 10 kilograms for you to give away."

Lu Chuan thought about it and nodded: "Okay, I'll order some bottles later and send them out after mixing them."

So before Boss Chang could say anything, he found that his weight of 10- kg had suddenly dropped by another catties...

It's worth it!

At this moment, the fingers that click on the calculator are about to poke the screen! Just calculate it as 150 pounds!

Boss Chang silently calculated the account and found that the financial pressure was still a bit great if he gave it all away at once.

  but!

At this moment, he was full of vigor and vitality: "No problem! I'll take care of it all!"

Song Tan: "...Okay, pack it."

In the room, Secretary Zhu, who was carrying a plastic bucket, was dumbfounded.

She is quite rich. If she had used this money to buy wine that costs 5 yuan per pound... If she had known this would happen, she would have shamelessly bought more!

At this moment, I had no choice but to open my phone: "Grandpa, I can't afford to eat, please give me some money..."

"Dad, give me some gold coins..."

"Mom, I'm short of pocket money..."

This wave of shopping is complete, and now she has the final say over grandpa’s place!

Boss Chang couldn't wait to look at Song Tan and said, "Don't wait for the test report and license. How about I give you a deposit first?" Otherwise, he would always feel uneasy. He just opened his mouth and sold dozens of kilograms. If he delays for a while, will there be only 100 kilograms left next time?

As expected of a businessman, Boss Chang quickly offered an idea: "I know you don't want to operate without a license... How about this, I'll bring back samples today and produce a report within 24 hours. Also, you can give me three or five kilograms first, and I'll take it back for promotion."

He winked and said, "Don't worry, the three or five kilograms you sent will be added to the total amount. I will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

Song Tan also smiled: "Okay, did you bring a wine jug? If not, I'll get you one later. Take 5 kilograms back first."

Boss Chang looked at the large wine jug that was the same type as the one that Secretary Xiao Zhu pointed out by Song Tan, and remained silent.

After a while, he couldn't help asking, "I feel like you're pretty good at business, and you're always thoughtful about packaging..."

This is not bragging, but I have seen that Song Tan's family never saves money on packing and mailing.

"How come there's no thought at all about packaging these expensive things?"

Song Tan laughed: "If I had taken the trouble to package it well, why would I need your help to sell it? Besides, I have no one to rely on. If I sell the wine myself, I'm afraid it won't be long before I'll be surrounded by hungry wolves."

Boss Chang is a businessman who understands the difficulty of possessing a treasure. At this moment, he could only sigh and say, "Then..."

He said solemnly: "Thank you for your trust!" (End of this chapter)