On the banks of Jiahu Lake, Zhuangji Winery.

Zhuang's father brewed another large bucket of wine. Looking at the red and fragrant wine, Zhuang's father nodded with satisfaction. With this large wine brewer, the brewing speed was many times faster.

Moreover, the manager Zhuang Buyuan recommended him to was also good, and he also hired a few good workers. He didn't talk much and worked diligently. In addition, he recently launched a set of packaging equipment, so the winery was much more efficient.

But the market demand is like a bottomless pit. The amount of wine brewed with disease curing is sold immediately.

In addition to orders from all over the country, there are also endless buyers outside the winery gate. They are just the main force of buying, and have changed from locals in Xucheng to people from surrounding areas. They drove hundreds or thousands of kilometers to Jiahu for purchases. According to them, the flu has just begun to spread there, and the hospital has entered a small batch of disease-relieving wine, but the supply is completely in short supply. Some suppliers have hoarded some goods and sold them at high prices, which is already crazy.

After hearing this, Zhuang Dad was extremely helpless. As long as there was profit, there would naturally be scalpers. Zhuang Dad had doubled the amount of wine brewing and could not fill the market.

After almost getting tired, Zhuang Dad turned the amount of wine brewing every day into a quantitative measure, and he would not force himself unless it was a special situation.

After all, making wine by one person is a drop in the bucket.

Today is the last jar of wine today. Zhuang Dad poured out the wine and handed it to the workers to pack it. He walked out with his hands behind his back.

Outside the door, there was a busy scene.

The people queuing in line have become a long queue, with four police officers standing next to them, and four traffic police officers in the distance helping to guide traffic.

In the crowd, vehicles, small vendors, in a trance, Zhuang Dad seemed to have seen the grand occasion of "going to the market" when he was young.

Zhuang’s winery has become Jiahu’s key project and guarantee target. Even Zhou Lei runs to Zhuang’s father three times a day, and he doesn’t feel at ease without taking a look.

In the past, people in the whole province only knew Xucheng and several developed areas of Xucheng, but few people knew Jiahu.

But since Zhuang’s father appeared, Jia Hu’s popularity has begun to spread to major media, and Jia Hu even considered letting Zhuang’s father be the image ambassador of Jia Hu.

But Zhuang's father was still as simple as ever. He came outside the door and helped sell wine. While selling it, he also chatted with people who came to buy wine.

"You came from Congchuan. Oh, it's very close to my hometown. It takes seven or eight hours to come here to buy wine. I see you are only in your early twenties and are so capable at a young age. Not like my stupid son, who is idle all day long and does nothing..."

"You came from Hongxiang. It's a good place and is awesome. I always want to see it. Unfortunately, I have a stupid son at home. I can't take care of myself and I can't leave."

"Oh, you came from Puxian. We are fellow villagers. Did the little girl come alone? Working in Xucheng? Oh, it's not easy for a little girl to gain a foothold alone. Unlike my stupid son, I can't even make it in Xucheng. By the way, when I go out, I need help, come to find Uncle Lao Zhuang. Don't be polite, they are all fellow villagers. Although my stupid son is a little stupid, he looks okay..."

So, everyone who came to buy wine knew that Uncle Lao Zhuang had a stupid son at home!

After helping for a while, Zhuang's father went to the winery and took a few bottles of water and distributed it to the police officers Li Wuxing who maintained order next to him, saying, "Come on, drink some water and have a rest. Every time I see you working so seriously, so responsible, and so young and energetic, I can't help but think of my stupid son. If you ask him to do something, you will be so angry that you will be so angry..."

Li Wuxing just kept laughing and had been with Zhuang's father for many days. Zhuang's father scolded his son's tricks. He was really fresh and fresh. If he didn't complain about his stupid son every day, he would definitely feel uncomfortable all over.

Now everyone knows that Zhuang Dad has three good things, making wine and selling wine and complaining.

And the person who complained about was no one else, the stupid son of his family.

Li Wuxing was on duty here all day, but he saw Zhuang not far away for a few times. He was always curious and wanted to see with his own eyes who the stupid son of Uncle Zhuang's family was.

"When will you get off work and come to Uncle Lao Zhuang to sit here? I will call my stupid son here. You teach him the class and let him learn from excellent young people, how to be a person and how to do things..."

Zhuang's father ran to the traffic police again, sent them a few bottles of water, chatted for a few words, turned back to the manor with his hands behind his back, and saw that the manor was sitting not far away in a dog-pulled carriage, quietly crawling out of the trail behind the farmhouse, trying to sneak away while the person was not paying attention.

"Hi! You guys, what are you doing!"

"Dad..." Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help but sigh, and honestly asked Dapiao to stop the car and said, "I'll go to the class reunion..."

"You are idle again, eating and drinking, and you don't know how to do some serious business." Zhuang's father scolded Zhuang not far away, looked at the big ladle sitting in front of the carriage and the tall crabs who were taking care of the dogs, and they were so angry that they couldn't make a strong way. "You are idle, you have to occupy two good people every time you follow you... Forget it, you are just right, I'm so nervous and can't walk away. You have one idle, go and deliver the goods to me!"

"Delivery?" Zhuang Buyuan pointed at his nose with an incredible look on his face: You asked me, the owner of the big manor, to deliver goods? Even Jia Yelian was so scared that he was no longer as lustful when he saw me.

"Yes, you know these two people. Director Hu and Coach Chu of Niushan Town have ordered a batch of goods for their factory and school, and you can deliver them to me on the way." Zhuang's father handed the two boxes to Zhuang not far away, "Advantage is better, run errands by yourself, don't instruct others to work all day! By the way, go to the class reunion and bring some good wine..."

As he said that, Zhuang’s father brought a lot of wine to the farm not far away, ran to the front, rubbed the heads of several second-hand men, and then patted the carriage: "Go, stupid son!"

Zhuang Buyuan was speechless. Where did I become stupid? I would be so angry all day long!

The dog ran out like a carriage, which immediately attracted the attention of the traffic police next to him. When he saw that the carriage was running wildly, and the one who pulled the carriage was still a group of fierce dogs. A traffic policeman hurried forward to stop him. Before he could speak, a traffic policeman next to him spoke first: "Be careful on the road, don't be too fast." Then he pulled him hard.

"What's wrong? Is that dog pulling a carriage and not stopping it? It's about to be peak. And the dog looks fierce..."

"If I read it correctly, this is the stupid son of Uncle Zhuang..." The traffic police next to him increased his quota with his hands, "You are planning to punish him? And that's a carriage. How do you issue a ticket? Give Uncle Zhuang some face, turn a blind eye, pretend not to see it..."

As he said that, the traffic police lowered his voice and said in the channel: "Attention at all intersections, the stupid son of Uncle Zhuang's family appeared, and he was sitting in a dog carriage..."

"receive……"

So, the stupid son of Uncle Zhuang's family just took a dog carriage, walked across the market, and delivered the goods...
Chapter completed!