Zhou Zhou, who had not been seen for several months after returning home, was also there.
"Qingzhi, can I open a live broadcast? I have been working on a live broadcast account in the past few months, and I have completed the formal procedures of the winery." He scratched his head, "I also set up a company specifically and want to run it first.
I want to open an online store to sell wine when I have fans."
Xu Qingzhi waved his hand: "It's up to you."
"Thank you." Zhou Zhou said politely.
I don’t know whether the young boy in the past was hurt by others and grew up a lot, or he matured automatically as he got older.
Xu Qingzhi was helping to cut the grapes. Although winemaking was my sister's main job, she couldn't just treat people as hard labor. She would still help when she could.
After all, she doesn't hate brewing, she is even naturally interested in these things.
Zhou Zhou held up his mobile phone and opened his Yunqi Live account.
Now Douyin Live and Yunqi Live are equally divided, but this was not the case since he had worked at Yunqi Live before, so he subconsciously chose the platform he was more familiar with.
Because in the past few months, he has successively posted some rural life videos and wine-making videos, which also attracted thousands of fans.
As soon as the broadcast started, there were two or three viewers in the live broadcast.
He held up his mobile phone and pointed the lens at a vineyard.
"Hello everyone, now I will broadcast live for a short while to show you how to make a simple home version of wine making."
Although the live broadcast screen was aimed at the vineyard, he held his phone so that Qingzhi was not captured in the screen, but his mother was mainly captured.
"Mom, say hello to everyone."
When Xu Fuchun was sick in the past, he would watch videos and live broadcasts at home every day, and he was quite familiar with these things.
With an honest smile, he waved his hands and spoke non-standard Mandarin to the camera: "Hello everyone in the live broadcast room, I am the winemaker of Spring Winery, and what I am going to show you today is wine making."
Then, the camera focused on a bunch of ripe grapes.
Xu Fuchun: "Look, these grapes grow well. They are all grown by my niece. The vegetables she grows are also delicious. Everyone should support them..."
Zhou Zhou coughed lightly twice to remind his mother to stop talking.
Because from the beginning to the end, he never thought about taking advantage of the popularity of Qingzhi and Fuwang Farm.
His uncle's family had already helped him a lot, but at that time, he was only thinking about making money and getting married to Meimei.
People, because they are so short of money, they want to make more money.
In this desire that was not equal to his own strength, he gradually lost his original intention and became less and less like himself.
When he came back this time, he just thought about it.
Before leaving Kyoto, her mother called him and told him that there were more and more tourists nearby recently and she wanted to open a winery.
He remembered that he had been drinking wine made by his mother since he was a child, and he had an idea in his mind that the winery business was feasible.
I have a fish pond at home, raise some fish, and plant some fruit trees and vegetables.
Growing rice can earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a year.
He also learned a lot in the company and knew how to operate an account.
If one account is not enough, then create several more.
Only, this time, he was very sober.
If you just blindly ride on other people's popularity, if you use Qingzhi and Fuwang Farm to gain exposure, your business will not last long. Only by relying on yourself, your craftsmanship, and your quality can your business be long-term.
Xu Fuchun didn't know what he said wrong, but he knew that his son wouldn't let him say it, so he stopped saying it.
Zhou Zhou turned the camera to other parts of the vineyard and changed the subject: "These grapes are very ripe. You can smell the rich fruity aroma when you stand inside. The wine must taste good."
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room also increased from a few to a dozen.
Sharp-eyed netizens discovered it.
[Why does this feel a bit like the vineyard of Fuwang Farm?]