Zhang Ganzi was taken to the commune health center by Liu Qingshan, and received a tetanus injection, and a few more stitches. Finally, he applied the mute grandfather's trauma medicine and was sent home.

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

This guy is really heartless. When he came back in a jeep, he was still thinking about humming Zhu Bajie carrying his wife.

After singing for a while, he cursed again: "Damn, treat us as Gao Laozhuang, right? I won't recruit a son-in-law."

Liu Qingshan felt a little moved when he heard this: After seven or eight years, everyone was tired of eating fatty meat, so they began to think about eating wild boar meat, and the price of wild boar meat also rose.

If you start planning from now on, you will definitely be the first step.

This wild boar meat is basically eaten twice a year when guarding the mountains.

To be honest, the real wild boar meat is really not delicious.

The main reason is that wild boars are born with natural breeding, and are unruly and free, so the pork is more fishy.

Unlike artificial breeding, except for sows and breeding pigs, the remaining fattening pigs are all humanely destroyed, so they are all raised to be fat and fat.

If wild boars and domestic sows are bred, the second and third generations will have a lot of meat quality.

I was idle, so Liu Qingshan revealed his plan to Zhang Ganzi.

"What's the matter? You have to provide food and drink and you have to provide it with the sow. This is a damn old man." Zhang Ganzi couldn't figure it out.

However, Liu Qingshan analyzed the market with him, especially when he heard that wild boar meat could make money and could also export to earn foreign exchange, Zhang Ganzi immediately became energetic:

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

As he said that, he laughed again and habitually went astray: "It's just that this wild boar is a little smaller. I guess he's just grown up and is jealous and can't get up."

"Qingshan, you little boy Huangzi, don't know the feeling. Before you got married, you have a deep understanding of it..."

What are you talking about? If it weren't for the injury to Zhang Ganzi's leg, Liu Qingshan would have wanted to kick him out of the car.

After returning home, the banquet had already ended. Liu Qingshan ordered some food to deliver it to Zhang Ganzi, but the wine was spared.

As soon as I came out of Zhang Ganzi's house, I heard the loudspeaker of the village headquarters and started knocking on it again.

"It's definitely going to send something good again!"

Some villagers ran to the village headquarters directly, and then heard the old branch secretary's voice coming from the loudspeaker: "Qingshan, Qingshan will come to answer the phone immediately!"

It turned out that this was the case. The villagers stopped in disappointment, while Liu Qingshan ran to the village headquarters.

The phone number had already been dropped, saying that he would call him again later, so Liu Qingshan chatted with the branch secretary grandfather, and talked about building a house, and then talked about his plans.

The main old houses such as Jiapigou have been preserved.

“This homestead is a troublesome.”

The old branch secretary was a little confused. How good is brick and tile houses? In the future, people like to live in mud and thatched houses. Wouldn’t they be sick?

The management of rural homesteads is relatively loose now, and it is basically the brigade who has the final say and just report it to the commune land office.

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

"Hehe, can you separate households?"

Liu Qingshan had already figured out a way. The family's children had to be separated from each other to get married, so wouldn't they have to re-apply the homestead?

The old branch secretary also nodded: "Okay, whoever builds a house in the future will be so clean."

He doesn't believe anything else now, he just believes in Liu Qingshan and Qingshan's words, which is definitely correct.

As he was talking, the phone rang and Liu Qingshan quickly answered it.

A familiar voice came from the receiver: "Will it be Liu's assaulter? I'll look for Liu's assaulter."

Just kidding, right?

Liu Qingshan said to the microphone: "Liu Assaulter is not here. I heard that he has taken people to the county winery and wants to attack the winery's cellar and burn all the high-alcohol liquor!"

Haha, on the other side of the phone, the laughter of the winery's director Lao Li came from:

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

Liu Qingshan also yelled: "Uncle Li, you are afraid that your wine is not very delicious, right?"

The old branch secretary next to him also shouted: "There is no good wine, and there is no good banquet. If you want to drink, you can bring the wine jar to our siege ditch. That is why you have sincerity."

After saying a few jokes, Liu Qingshan agreed and contacted him during the Chinese New Year. He hadn't seen each other for several months, so he should have sat together and chatted. The closer the relationship gets.

The next morning, Liu Qingshan drove a jeep to the county town and gave his second sister some food and drink as usual.

Liu Yinfeng has already started the final sprint for the college entrance examination, and there are still two weeks left, so she has not even moved her home to a new home.

After leaving Principal Xu's house, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep into the winery yard. When Lao Li heard the news, he had already greeted him happily:

"Come on, Brother Aoyama, first visit the winery and give me some advice."

"Don't, you'd better call me Qingshan. Call me brother, that's a bad person. I got goosebumps when I heard it."

Liu Qingshan was talking nonsense. Old Li was over forty years old, and he was at least one generation away from him.

The eldest elder Li patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "We have never regarded you as a child, just treat it as a friend of age."

Since that's the case, Liu Qingshan is of course happy, but he still jokes: "Everyone says that he is dedicated to nothing, either a traitor or a thief. Brother Li, what do you mean?"

When he heard this, Big Old Li's nose became redder and brighter: "Brother, I am an honest man, what can I do to cheat you? It's just those kids who are hiding evil intentions and worrying about the US dollar in your hands."

"Then don't worry about it. Our village wants to open a wild vegetable factory, and maybe we have to import equipment. Is this money enough and it's still a little while."

When Liu Qingshan came, he basically guessed that foreign exchange is now in short supply, and if the company wants to develop, it needs to import advanced equipment. I didn’t expect that even his little money would be missed.

The two of them were joking and entering the workshop. The workers were shirtless and loading the fermented raw materials in the cellar into small cars, and then pushing them to another workshop to steam wine.

"Brother, I heard that there is no soy sauce in the south now, so I just blended it. Do you think our winery can hire a few such masters?"

The eldest brother Li invited Liu Qingshan to come, of course he had something to ask for.

Liu Qingshan frowned when he heard this, and he remembered the future experience of the Bishui County winery: a few years later, the winery was privately contracted and began to produce mixed liquor. The winery never smoked throughout the year.

And all the cellars that had been used for decades in front of me were destroyed.

The longer the cellar is used, the more various probiotics it is, the more special wine fragrance can be formed. If the cellar is destroyed, the foundation of the winery will be completely destroyed.

Just like the current Bishui Daqu, many people missed it later. Even this kind of liquor produced in a small county town can’t buy a bottle of it for a few thousand yuan.

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

This is true for wineries, and there are many things, and so are the same.

"Brother, Brother Qingshan..."

The old man Li called out repeatedly, and then awakened Liu Qingshan who was thinking, and pointed to the cellar in front of him:

"Brother, these treasures cannot be destroyed at any time!"

Seeing that he was serious, Old Li nodded vigorously:

"Brother, don't worry, as long as I am the director of the winery for one day, I will guard the cellar."

Liu Qingshan did not argue that the reform tide a few years later could not be stopped, and the privatization of wineries was inevitable.

At worst, just contract the winery when the time comes.

A few years later, if he doesn't have the strength, it will be useless.

After walking through several workshops, he finally came to the wine cellar. Liu Qingshan looked at the large golden glass jars. Looking around, he was afraid that there were tens of thousands of them, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

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

"Hehe, not much, only a few hundred tons." Old Li also had a little embarrassed face.

Since the Canton Fair achieved great results last year, the superiors have helped raise a lot of medicinal materials, but he and the factory leaders have used them all.

This made their winery breathless.

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

Seeing that the employee couldn't have enough food, he went to the factory manager's house to block the door every day, making Big Old Li worry, and his rosacea was almost blooming.

This time I invited Liu Qingshan to come here mainly for this.

After understanding the whole story, Liu Qingshan also scratched his head: "Brother, after the Canton Fair, are there any foreign orders?"

The old man Li shook his head hard: "If there is an order, can I be so worried?"

Not only him and other leaders of the winery, but even the county and even the top, they miscalculated the situation.

I originally thought that the medicinal wine party was launched and the supply was in short supply, but the result was a big mistake, which caused the current situation.

In fact, due to the competitive relationship between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, many countries around the world do not want to recognize Chinese herbal medicine at all, so they also have conflicts with this medicinal wine.

Unless the person who truly benefits after drinking it will continue to buy, most people will not have the desire to buy.

In this era, there are many things like blindly getting on the horse.

It is not entirely blamed by companies and decision makers, mainly because of poor information and lack of understanding of the market.

Just like these medicinal wines, 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 way left. Liu Qingshan thought about it for a while and soon became aware of it:
To be continued...