Chapter 795 Counterfeit Dazhuang Wine

Like most of his peers in the state, Zhuang Buyuan was born in a small city and worked outside the home after graduating from college.

While he was working hard outside, people of the same age in this small city had already gotten married and had children, and lived a life with cars, houses and children.

In other words, Zhuang Buyuan successfully changed his destiny by passing the college entrance examination. He changed from a cash worker in a small city to a refugee, single, and low-end person in a big city.

If it weren't for the existence of the manor, God knows how long Zhuang Buyuan would have to continue to work hard to have a family and a house of his own.

In a place like Xu City, it may never exist.

If you're lucky, before the Huanshan Tunnel opens in a few years, you can pool your family's efforts to buy a house by Jiahu, and catch up with Jiahu's rapid rise in housing prices, you might be able to make a small fortune.

However, Dad Zhuang must have been deceived by Jiahu's Leek Cutting and lost all his money. He was depressed all day long and felt sorry for his son. Without Dad Zhuang's financial support, Zhuang Buyuan might not even be able to pay the down payment, so he might have to miss out. This wave of development opportunities.

Then I kept renting a house, waiting for the day when I could catch an express train, or escape from Xucheng, and return to my hometown or other second- and third-tier cities...

From the prosperous Xucheng to the quiet small county town, it seemed as if he had traveled through different worlds. Even a person like Zhuang Buyuan, who often traveled back and forth, felt a little uncomfortable.

Father Zhuang was even more emotional than Zhuang Buyuan. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

Since going to Xucheng, Dad Zhuang has been busy all day long. During this period, he went to Fusang and Lanxi Prefecture, but he never came back to his hometown.

He originally thought that there was no chance of realizing his dream, but in just half a year, he had almost made up for all his previous regrets. Now that he had really returned home in glory, he suddenly felt like he was in a dream. .

Perhaps this is the case throughout life.

The two people slowed down and drove slowly through the streets of the small town.

This small town is called Wucheng, named after the coal mines underground. However, the mineral reserves are not large, so it is not considered a resource-rich county. Its development in recent years has been slow, and it is just an ordinary small county town.

However, taking advantage of the development opportunities in recent years, the urban construction of the small town has become much better than before.

Zhuang Buyuan hasn't been back for a year, and everything he looks at feels new.

Zhuang's home not far away is on the west side of the small town, which is the family home of "Dazhuang Winery Co., Ltd." which has declared bankruptcy. In Wucheng, it is often referred to as: "Dazhuang Winery".

Once upon a time, Dazhuang Winery was a good unit that everyone envied, and it also had its glorious days.

However, as times have changed and time has passed, the winery's equipment has aged, its technology has fallen behind, its personnel have become redundant, and its assets have been lost. This has ultimately led to a massive wave of layoffs, leaving a mess that no one can pick up.

Dad Zhuang's grandfather also experienced ups and downs several times due to the times, and finally died in depression.

The fate of this brewery is actually just a microcosm of many companies of that year.

Father Zhuang's feelings towards this winery are actually very complicated. On the one hand, this winery was my grandfather’s hard work, but on the other hand, it was also because this winery made my grandfather die in depression.

It's love or hate, a mixture of love and hate.

Dad Zhuang brought together many of his good friends back then to go out and make a fortune together, but he was never too keen on this winery. All he wanted to do was redeem his grandfather's ancestral home and restore the old outlook.

Zhuang Buyuan could feel Zhuang's father's struggle and pain, so he remained silent.

Driving westward along the main road in Wucheng, both Zhuang Buyuan and Zhuang's dad suddenly felt a sense of being close to home.

The speed suddenly became even slower again.

Several cars behind him beeped twice, and then they all overtook the car and drove to the front.

At this moment, Zhuang’s father heard a noisy voice in front of him: “Big wine and small wine are on sale, buy two and get one free. Buy two bottles of big wine and get one free of small wine. This is the last sale at the end of the year. Give it as a gift to your relatives and friends, nourish your body, get rid of illness if you are sick, and strengthen your body if you are not sick. This opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back again!"

Dad Zhuang turned around and saw a supermarket nearby. There were a large number of boxes outside the door, and many people were queuing up to buy.

Zhuang's father was stunned, looked at each other and said, "Hey, how come someone is doing a promotion?"

This is impossible.

Zhuangpa's wine is in absolute short supply and there is never any need for promotion.

The wines of Zhuangji Winery have four product lines.

In addition to disease-relieving wine, there are monkey wine, Dazhuang wine and Xiaozhuang wine.

Houer wine is a limited collection, and the real mass production is Dazhuang wine and Xiaozhuang wine.

Dazhuang wine is rice wine, and small village wine is white wine. They all have their own grading systems.

This system was created by Zhuang Dad and Big Beard together.

Like Dad Zhuang, Big Beard likes to make wine and drink alcohol, but very moderately.

When a new batch of wine is brewed, Zhuang Dad and Big Beard will taste it. They will drink a small glass, up to three glasses in a row. This is the top wine. Zhuang Dad will stamp three on this batch of wine. The small "Zhuang" character will also be directly reflected on the packaging when packaging.

As for the wine of poor quality, you will not want to drink it after one taste. This is the worst "single winery".

After establishing this system, it can be used for subsequent classifications.

In addition to single wineries, there are actually "half wineries", which are considered secondary wine tastings.

Zhuangpa's winemaking technology is very stable. Most of the wines produced by "Banzhuang" are actually the by-products of developing various new wines and cultivating new strains. This batch of wine is not under the eyes of the system and Zhuangpa, but it is very popular with the outside world because There are often completely new flavors.

The wines produced by Chuangpa are at the three-village level and are of the collection level. Most of the wines sold in volume are single-village level, but the quantity is not large.

After all, it is a high-end winery with semi-artisanal winemaking, limited output, and originally not targeting the consumer market.

And recently, most of Zhuangpa's wines have been bought as "munitions". Various large orders have been placed one after another. Those with money buy three wineries, and those without money pay single wineries. The supply is almost always in short supply.

Under such circumstances, supermarkets in small towns may not even have purchase channels, so how can they carry out promotions?

"Come on, son, go and have a look."

Dad Zhuang parked on the side of the road and walked to the front of the queue, where he saw two bottles.

The appearance of the bottle is very similar to that of Dad Zhuang's Dazhuang wine. They are simple retro porcelain bottles with a simple word "Zhuang" on them.

But when he got the bottle, Dad Zhuang knew that this was definitely not his wine.

Zhuangba’s wine bottles, both bottles and labels, are all customized from the best manufacturers.

As for this bottle of wine, it was rough and uneven in thickness, and the sticky part of the label actually became warped.

"Hey? What are you doing? What are you touching? Go in line at the back!" The promotion staff was very unhappy and pointed at Dad Zhuang.

"This is not Dazhuang wine." Dad Zhuang shook his head and said, "How can you sell fakes to deceive people?"

"What did you say?" The staff member's eyes immediately stood up, "Which of your eyes saw that this was fake?"