Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 62 Qu Wenping

Jiang Mingshun looked at Zheng Zhongren silently.

Zheng Zhongren sat up with his back straight, and the smile that had always been on his face faded slightly: "Shopkeeper Zhao is joking, your character is naturally trustworthy."

"Because the eldest young master is a cool and kind person, he would rather sell the village than fire the old man who is still working in the winery."

"The eldest young master's character is valuable and worthy of respect."

"In addition," he added, "we also believe that for Qujia, a new wine-making method is definitely more important than a Zhuangzi's."

"I have been a man for many years," he raised his eyebrows confidently, "I still have this bit of vision and confidence."

Another thing he didn't mention was that although the current Qu family was full of holes, including monsters and monsters, Shopkeeper Zhao was different.

He is a servant brought by Mrs. Qu from her natal family, and he is only loyal to Young Master Qu.

Now that there is such an opportunity, Zheng Zhongren is very sure that shopkeeper Zhao will never miss it.

This is what gave him the confidence to bring people directly to his door.

Shopkeeper Zhao finally showed a smile on his face. This smile was more sincere than the previous formulaic expression.

"In that case," he said, "then let me see if your chips are worthy of your trust."

Jiang Mingshun breathed a sigh of relief and went to the mule cart himself to get the wine barrel.

He put the wine barrel on the table. The barrel was not big, and it didn't look rude at all.

The moment the lid was lifted, a trace of alcohol odor wafted out.

"Please, Shopkeeper Zhao." Jiang Mingshun gave way and motioned for Shopkeeper Zhao to come forward.

Shopkeeper Zhao was already waiting aside. He held a cup in his hand and skilfully brushed aside the foam, preparing to pour a glass of wine to taste.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Jinyu quickly stopped him, "Dad, come and help Shopkeeper Zhao fight."

Although she doesn’t know much about wine, she also knows that foam is the soul of beer.

Although she doesn't think there is any difference in taste between beer without foam and beer with foam, but since it needs to be special, she must pay attention to everything.

Compared with other wines, isn’t the dense foam the most important feature?
Jiang Mingshun skillfully poured shopkeeper Zhao a large glass of wine in the way Jiang Jinyu taught him.

Shopkeeper Zhao was stiff for a moment after taking it. He had never seen such wine before.

Looking down from the mouth of the cup, he saw that the cup was full of snow-white foam, which really made him unable to take a drink.

"Uncle shopkeeper," Jiang Jinyu gestured to shopkeeper Zhao, "you can just drink it."

Although shopkeeper Zhao was still a little embarrassed, he still raised the cup in his hand as Jiang Jinyu said.

The moment he approached the tip of his nose, the rich aroma of malt mixed with the smell of wine immediately dominated his sense of smell.

Shopkeeper Zhao couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart. When the wine was in his mouth, he first felt that the foam was delicate and refreshing, and then he was attracted by the mellow and soft body of the wine.

This is a completely different wine.

Shopkeeper Zhao put down his wine glass, savoring the remaining taste in his mouth and comparing it with other wines.

"Not bad." He said solemnly.

Jiang Mingshun's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Jinyu glanced at the few people calmly, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw his father clearly relaxed.

Looking at the expressions on Zheng Zhongren and Shopkeeper Zhao's expressions, Jiang Mingshun actually looked a bit dazed.

Sure enough, not everyone can do business.

Shopkeeper Zhao also knew that this transaction was different from usual. Even if it was just an ordinary banker, he was not careless at all.

"This wine is good," he said slowly, "but it's not so good that I have to drink it."

"But the price you want is quite reasonable."

"I would like to introduce him to my eldest young master."

Jiang Mingshun's originally relaxed nerves became tense again due to what Shopkeeper Zhao said.His mood kept changing with every word Shopkeeper Zhao said, which was really torturous.

Now that he heard that he could go see Master Qu, he didn't react for a while. It wasn't until he entered the gate of Qu's house and was led to the reception room to sit down that he suddenly came to his senses.

Jiang Mingshun took a deep breath, knowing that success or failure depended on this one move.

Soon a young man in his twenties opened the door and came in.

"Young Master." Shopkeeper Zhao quickly bowed and saluted.

Jiang Mingshun also walked with Zheng Zhongren and bowed to show respect.

The young man, Qu Wenping, the eldest master of Qu, nodded towards shopkeeper Zhao.

Then he returned the greeting to Zheng Zhongren and Jiang Mingshun, saying, "Good morning, both of you."

He asked people to sit down in a gentle manner, and then served hot tea again.

Master Qu obviously had no intention of procrastinating.

After everyone sat down, he took the initiative and said, "I have heard about you."

"Of course I trust the people that shopkeeper Zhao brought, but I just wonder where the wine is?"

Qu Wenping spoke sincerely and had no airs about him, which made Jiang Mingshun feel much more at ease.

Jiang Jinyu looked on with a cold eye and saw that the eldest young man of the Qu family had a clear and upright look, and he seemed to be quite polite. He looked more like a scholar than a businessman.

He didn't care about showing his impatience in front of these "country people", but he was much better than those arrogant and pretentious people.

He should be a reliable collaborator. Jiang Jinyu made a pretty good judgment in his mind for Young Master Qu.

"Young Master," since there was hope for cooperation, she no longer held back and proactively said, "I wonder if your house has a glass cup?"

Qu Wenping was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what this little girl meant.

Seeing his confusion, Jiang Jinyu explained: "It's used to hold wine."

Although he didn't know why he had to use a glass cup instead of an ordinary wine glass, Qu Wenping still called the boy next to him: "Go and get a glass cup from the museum shelf in my study."

Jiang Jinyu then remembered that most of the glazed utensils nowadays are still decorations.

She touched her nose guiltily and affirmed Master Qu's character again.

He didn't even think of her as a troublemaker and kicked her out. She really is a person with a good personality!
The waiter quickly came over carefully carrying the glass cup on a tray.

Everyone looked at it with a look of amazement.

Jiang Jinyu almost laughed out loud, "Okay, tall glass!"

She suppressed the corners of her mouth that unconsciously raised and reminded her father to pour the wine.

Jiang Mingshun walked to the table and hesitated to make a move.

The cup looked expensive and fragile at first glance. He was really afraid that it would break if his hand slipped.

The whole family can't afford to pay for it if he sells it!

Jiang Jinyu saw that her father had not moved for a while, so she simply rolled up her sleeves and took action herself.

She controlled the pouring of a glass of beer with a golden ratio of [-]:[-] body to foam.

The sun shines through the glass, making the slightly yellowish wine shine with a golden shimmer.

Snow-white foam piled above, like snow falling on a golden lake.

Jiang Jinyu showed a satisfied smile and handed the cup to Qu Wenping: "Try it."

It has to be said that the glass does add a lot of value to the beer. Jiang Jinyu secretly feels that this wine has instantly changed from a cheap ordinary wine to a luxury product.

Packaging is also part of the product, don’t lie to me!

(End of this chapter)