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  Chapter 233 These treasures cannot be destroyed

   Zhang Ganzi was taken to the commune health center by Liu Qingshan, where he was given a tetanus shot, a few more stitches, and finally the dumb grandpa’s trauma medicine was applied, and then he was sent home.

  According to this guy, there are too many old sows on the pig farm, and all the male wild boars have been recruited.

   This guy is really heartless. When he came back in the jeep, he still had the heart to hum about Zhu Bajie carrying his wife.

  Singing and singing for a while, he cursed again: "Damn, take our place as Gao Laozhuang, right? I don't want to recruit a son-in-law."

  Liu Qingshan's heart moved when he heard this: After another seven or eight years, everyone will get tired of eating fatty meat, so they will start thinking about eating wild pork, and the price of wild pork will also rise.

   If you start the layout now, you will definitely be one step ahead.

  This wild boar meat is guarding the mountain, and it can basically be eaten twice a year.

   To be honest, real wild pork is really not very tasty.

  The main reason is that wild boars are naturally bred, unrestrained and love freedom, so pork smells a lot.

   Unlike artificial breeding, except for sows and breeding pigs, the rest of the fattening pigs will be humanely destroyed, so they are all fattened in vain.

  If wild boars are bred with domestic sows, and the second and third generations bred, the meat quality will be much better.

  Being free, Liu Qingshan revealed this plan to Zhang Ganzi.

   "What the hell, if you eat and drink, you have to give it to the sows, you've become a **** uncle." Zhang Ganzi was a little puzzled.

  However, Liu Qingshan analyzed the market with him, especially when he heard that wild pork can make money, and it may also be exported to earn foreign exchange, Zhang Ganzi immediately became energetic:

   "Then I'll think about it carefully and try to turn enemies into friends with it. I don't believe it anymore. It's delicious and delicious, and there are dozens of white, fat, and beautiful old sows. Doesn't it take the bait?"

   While he was talking, he laughed again and again, habitually wandering off: "It's just that this wild boar is a little smaller, probably just an adult, and his eyes are too greedy, so he can't go up."

   "Qingshan, you are a young man, you don't know what it's like. Before your uncle married a wife, you had a deep understanding..."

  What are you talking about? If it weren’t for the injury on Zhang Ganzi’s leg, Liu Qingshan would have kicked him out of the car.

  After returning home, the banquet was already over, so Liu Qingshan pulled some food to deliver to Zhang Ganzi, and the wine was skipped.

  As soon as I came out of Zhang Ganzi's house, I heard the big horn in the village, and started to knock on it again.

   "It's definitely going to be another good thing!"

  Some villagers ran directly to the village headquarters, and then heard the voice of the old party secretary from the loudspeaker: "Qingshan, Qingshan will answer the phone immediately!"

  It turned out to be this matter, the villagers stopped in disappointment, and Liu Qingshan ran to the village head in a hurry.

  The phone was put down a long time ago, and he said he would call back later, so Liu Qingshan chatted with the branch secretary's grandfather, talking about building a house, and told him about his plan.

  The old houses in Jiapigou are mainly preserved.

   "This homestead is a nuisance."

  The old branch secretary was a little puzzled, how good is a brick house, and some people will like to live in a mud house in the future, isn’t that a disease?

  As for rural homesteads, the management is relatively loose now. Basically, the brigade has the final say, and it’s all done by reporting to the commune’s land office.

  But in principle, a family can only have one homestead.

   "Hey, can we divide the households?"

  Liu Qingshan has long thought of a solution. If the children in the family get married, they have to separate households, so wouldn’t they have to re-approve the homestead?

  The old branch secretary also nodded: "Okay, everyone will build a house like this in the future."

  He doesn't believe in anything else now, he just believes in Liu Qingshan. Qingshan's words must be right.

   While talking, the phone rang, and Liu Qingshan quickly picked it up.

  A familiar voice came out of the receiver: "Crooked, is it Liu Assaulter? I'm looking for Liu Assaulter."

   Are you kidding me?

  Liu Qingshan said into the microphone: "Assaulter Liu is not here. I heard that he has brought people to the county winery. He wants to raid the wine cellar of the winery and burn all the high-grade liquor!"

  Haha, over the phone, the laughter of Li, the director of the winery, came out:

   "Qingshan, congratulations, I will take time to come to the county tomorrow. We people want to celebrate your success and congratulate you on becoming the new Long March assaulter."

  Liu Qingshan also heyed twice: "Uncle Li, I'm afraid your wine is not very tasty, right?"

  The old branch secretary on the side also yelled: "There is no good wine for wine, and there is no good banquet for banquets. If you want to drink, come to Jiapigou with a wine can, and then you will be sincere."

   After making a few jokes, Liu Qingshan agreed to come down. I contacted him during the Chinese New Year. I haven't seen each other for several months. We should sit down and chat together. The relationship gets closer as we move around.

  The next morning, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep to the county seat, and as usual, first brought some food and drink to the second sister.

  Liu Yinfeng has already started the final sprint for the college entrance examination, and there are still two weeks to go, so she didn't even go home when she moved to a new house.

  Come out from Principal Xu’s house, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep into the winery yard, and the elder Li greeted him cheerfully when he heard the movement:

   "Come, come, Brother Qingshan, first visit the winery and give me some advice."

   "Don't, you should call me Qingshan. If you call me brother, you're a junior. I get goosebumps when I hear it."

  Liu Qingshan chattered, the eldest brother Li is in his forties, at least a generation away from him.

  Big Brother Li patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "We never treated you as a child, so let's just treat you as an old friend."

  Since this is the case, Liu Qingshan is of course happy, but he is still joking: "They say that there is nothing to do to be courteous, and it is either **** or robbery. Brother Li, what do you mean?"

  Hearing this, Big Lao Li's distilled nose became redder and brighter: "Brother, I'm an honest man, how can I cheat you? It's those boys who have evil intentions and are thinking about the dollars in your hand."

   "Then don't worry about it. We want to open a wild vegetable factory in our village. Maybe we have to import equipment. Whether this money is enough is still up for debate."

  When Liu Qingshan came, he basically guessed it. Now that foreign exchange is tight, companies need to import advanced equipment if they want to develop. Unexpectedly, even his little money is taken into account.

   The two of them entered the workshop while chatting and laughing. The workers were shirtless and were loading the fermented raw materials in the cellar into small carts, and then pushed them to another workshop to steam the wine.

   "Brother, I heard that there is no shochu in the south now, just blend it directly. Do you think it is okay for our winery to hire a few such masters?"

  Big Lao Li invited Liu Qingshan to come, of course he asked for something.

  Liu Qingshan frowned when he heard that. He thought of the future experience of the Bishui County winery: a few years later, the winery was contracted by private parties and began to produce blended liquor. Throughout the year, there was no smoke from the winery.

  The cellars in front of me that have been used for decades have all been destroyed.

  The longer the cellar is used, the richer the various probiotics in it can form a special wine aroma. If the cellar is destroyed, the foundation of the winery will be completely destroyed.

   Just like the current Bishui Daqu, many people miss it later. It is this kind of liquor produced in a small county, and you can’t buy a bottle for thousands of dollars.

  It is easy to destroy, but it is difficult to restore it.

  The same goes for wineries, and many other things.

   "Brother, Brother Qingshan..."

  Big Old Li kept calling, and then woke up Liu Qingshan who was in deep thought. He pointed to the cellar in front of him:

   "Brother, these treasures must not be destroyed at any time!"

  Seeing the seriousness of what he said, Big Old Li nodded vigorously:

   "Don't worry, brother, as long as I work as the director of the winery for a day, I will guard this cellar."

  Liu Qingshan is noncommittal. No one can stop the tide of reform in a few years. The privatization of wineries is inevitable.

   Big deal, when the time comes, contract the winery down.

   After a few years, if he still doesn't have that strength, he will be in vain.

  Walk through several workshops, and finally came to the wine cellar, Liu Qingshan looked at the big golden glass jars, looking around, there might be tens of thousands of them, and he could not help but exclaim:

   "Brother, how much tiger bone medicinal wine have you processed?"

   "Hey, not much, only a few hundred tons." Big Old Li also felt a little embarrassed.

  Since last year's Canton Fair achieved good results, the higher-ups helped to raise a lot of medicinal materials, but he and the factory leader got mad and used all of them.

   All of a sudden, their winery was overwhelmed.

  Medicinal wine is not like ordinary liquor, and the consumption is relatively small. With so much medicinal wine backlog, the wages of employees cannot be paid.

   Seeing that they can’t eat, the workers go to the factory manager’s house to block the door every day, worrying about the big old Li, and his distiller’s nose is about to bloom.

  The main reason for inviting Liu Qingshan over this time is for this matter.

   After figuring out what was going on, Liu Qingshan also scratched his head: "Brother, after the Canton Fair, are there any foreign orders?"

  Old Li shook his head vigorously: "If there is an order, can I be so worried?"

   Not only he and the other leaders of the winery, but even the county and even the higher authorities miscalculated the situation.

  At first, I thought that medicinal wine would be an instant hit, and the supply was in short supply, but it turned out to be a big mistake, which led to the current situation.

  In fact, because of the competition between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, many countries in the world do not want to recognize Chinese herbal medicine at all, so there is resistance to this medicinal wine.

   Unless people who really benefit from drinking will continue to buy, the vast majority of people will not have the desire to buy.

  In this era, things like this kind of blind horse riding are not uncommon.

   It cannot be completely blamed on enterprises and decision makers, but mainly due to poor information and ignorance of the market.

   Just like these medicinal wines, there are hundreds of tons. Even if this year's Canton Fair can sell a batch, it is probably a drop in the bucket.

  Then there is only one solution left, Liu Qingshan pondered for a while, and soon came to a calculation:

   "Brother Li, let's advertise."

   "Is it the advertisements like those on TV?" Director Li has a TV at home, and the family can watch the few advertisements on the TV with great interest.

  People in this era really do not reject watching TV commercials.

   "Yes, advertise directly on CCTV!"

  Liu Qingshan nodded, he remembered that it was already in the 1990s that liquor was advertised on CCTV.

   What impressed me most was the sentence: Confucian house wine makes people homesick.

  The tiger bone wine produced by the Bishui County winery is really effective, just like his grandfather Liu Shikui and Grandpa Wang insisted on a small cup every day, and in the past few months, his body has become stronger and stronger.

  Big Lao Li couldn’t help being a little excited when he heard it. He usually watches TV every day, and feels that the things on TV seem to be far away from him.

  Could it be that our medicinal wine can also be shown on TV, can other TV stations agree?

   After being excited for a long time, the eldest brother Li remembered an important thing: "Brother Qingshan, if we advertise this, they will have to ask us for money, right?"

   Seeing Liu Qingshan nodding, he immediately turned into a bitter face, and spread his hands together: "Our winery has no money, so there is only wine left. Why don't we ask him first, can we get credit?"

  (end of this chapter)