"Uncle has returned to his hometown in Qingdao." The handsome guy glanced at Wang Li and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is Director Wang."

Lao Masahidun pulled Wang Li and introduced: "He is a big customer."

"Hello, my name is Wang Li."

Wang Li said hello very politely.

"Hello Brother Wang, just call me Xiao Ao." The handsome guy smiled and made people feel as if he was soaked in spring.

"Ao? This is really a rare surname." Wang Li grabbed his head.

Wang Li continued, "Lao Mao said that the wine here is good, so I will take me to take a look."

Wang Li didn't even have the nerve to say that he was here to buy wine.

This small workshop is not much bigger than the farmhouse in my own home. What good things can be made? Even if you can make wine, it will be a product without any other. Let’s take a look first.

"It's easy to say."

Xiao Ao smiled and said to Wang Li: "Boss Mahjong, Director Wang, here..."

Following Xiao Ao, Wang Li walked forward all the way, bypassed a wall to a dilapidated production workshop.

This workshop should be a product of the last century, and the small factory is probably the one that went bankrupt in the 1990s. Everything is very old, and in layman's terms, it is dilapidated.

The latest one should be the brand new large iron cans set up in the workshop.

There were several unsealed beer boxes piled up in the corner of the iron can.

"this……"

Wang Li frowned.

Although he didn't know what Lao Mao said was good at, Wang Li felt even more and more unsure when he saw this production equipment.

"Xiao Ao, how many people are in your winery?" Wang Li asked carefully.

"both……"

Xiao Ao said: "It's just me and my uncle. My uncle returned to Qingdao yesterday, and now I'm the only one left."

"both……"

Wang Li was shocked.

There are six people in his broken barbecue courtyard, and there are only two people in his winery... There are more leather bag companies than them.

"It doesn't take too many people to do wine, it mainly depends on technology." Xiao Ao seemed to see what Wang Li was thinking, and smiled and pulled out a convenient bag from the side, then unscrewed the wine can and took a bag and handed it to Wang Li.

"Ah... how do you drink this?"

After taking the wine bag, a refreshing fragrance was refreshing. Wang Li was a little at a loss when he looked at the wine in his hand.

"Use this!"

Xiao Ao took out a straw and inserted it into the pocket.

Lao Mao said on the side: "Come on, Director Wang, try it."

"this……"

To be honest, the wine smells good, but Wang Li does not have the desire to taste it. What if something happens to the Sanwu product himself?

However, looking at the two of them looking forward to their expectations, Wang Li was in a difficult situation.

Then I thought, I am now a half-immortal body, and I am not ill after eating it.

Thinking of this, Wang Li grabbed the straw and took a sip.

At the mouth of the beer, a fragrance slid down Wang Li's throat and into his stomach. The wine is soft and smooth, sweet and refreshing. It has the aroma of wine, but it is more like a drink suitable for both young and old.

After a bite, the whole body felt a hint of coolness.

It was the hot summer day, and Wang Li was as if he was in the sea, and the heat on his body was immediately dispelled.

“Huh?”

At the same time, Wang Li's eyes lit up, and he looked in surprise as his hand and his eyes were filled with incredible words.

"How is it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"How much more wine is left? I'll ask for it all."

Wang Li, who was still worried about the wine just now, didn't even ask about the price and just wanted to take it away.

Even if there are three-no products, I don’t sell them, and I drink them by myself... I don’t believe that the gods, the four great kings of Erlang Shen, can drink them to death.

"You can still hold more than a dozen boxes." Xiao Ao said with a smile.

"Ah? Are there only a dozen boxes?"

Wang Li was a little disappointed.

Beer is a drink like tea at the Jiangbei barbecue stall. More than a dozen boxes are enough for seven or eight people to drink, which is too few.

"There's no way...the small factory."

Xiao Ao said helplessly: "We only produce more than 30 boxes this day... more than a dozen boxes are already half the output."

"this……"

Wang Li looked at the several large jars in the workshop and expressed his understanding.

This small workshop is too small.

There are only four workshops in total, three of which are abandoned. Only this workshop has an extremely simple set of equipment, and it is the limit to only producing a few hundred kilograms a day.

"Does of boxes a day, your store can't supply it." Wang Li said to Lao Mao with a little disappointment.

"Hehe, who said no, I usually drink this kind of good thing myself." Lao Subaru smiled.

"Don't have any inventory?" Wang Li asked again.

If Lao Mahara drinks it himself, it will only cost a day, and he should have reserves.

"No……"

Xiao Ao glanced at the equipment again and said, "There is no sealing machine, the bar has a short shelf life."

"Why……"

Wang Li sighed: "Your winery is really interesting. Why don't you even have a sealer? It's a waste."

It's a waste of such good wine to be wasted.

"No money..." Xiao Ao said sadly: "My uncle spent all his money on his family. The small business can make a little profit, thanks to Boss Subaru's care, he can barely get through."

"All of them are old friends, why are you saying this?" Lao Subaru waved his hand.

It’s hard to tell that although Lao Mao is good at calculating, he is still a bit humane.

"Make a little money and get a sealing machine..." Wang Li said: "Otherwise, you can make a lot of money if you have low production and don't have inventory."

"Why……"

Xiao Ao sighed and said nothing.

Lao Mao whispered to Wang Li: "Don't mention it. His uncle's youngest son was fighting many years ago and is still living in intensive care. He earned some money to the hospital, so how can he get the money to use equipment?"

"Ah...this..."

Wang Li's expression stagnated: "Is it so pitiful?"

In Wang Li's eyes, those bosses who opened factories had more or less original capital, otherwise they would not have dared to spend such a large family business. I never expected that there would be such a miserable factory manager.

"Who said no?"

Lao Mao said: "In the past, his uncle was one of the richest households, but now it is really hard to describe it."

“…”

When a gentleman saw that he could not bear to see him die, Wang Li felt very uncomfortable when he heard Lao Mao say this.

It is not only because of the tragic experience of the winery owner, but more because of the regret of such a small business.

If it weren't for this matter, this small winery would have become bigger and stronger long ago, and it would not have been known here, just like a small workshop without any knowledge.

"Fill all the remaining wine for me first." Wang Li transferred the money and paid, and then said to Lao Mao: "Drive the car in."

"Okay."

Xiao Ao responded happily, put the beer in the jar into special black plastic bottles, then skillfully sealed the box and brought it into the car.

Before leaving, Xiao Ao also instructed Wang Li: "Brother Wang, use cold water to ice it better. It has a short shelf life. It is best to buy it today, otherwise it will taste bad in a few days."

"Hey, I get it."

Wang Li nodded. This young man is quite good, steady and good at doing things. When Wang Li was as old as him, he was still a gangster on the street.

Finally, Wang Li suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, how much does it cost to include packaging for your beer equipment?"

"this……"

Xiao Ao was stunned for a moment and said, "It's about one million."
Chapter completed!