Hearing his cousin's question, he was stunned for a moment. If the whole village's land was contracted, the profit would be at least ten times more than what it is now... However, he always felt that something was wrong. The step was too big and it would easily lead to trouble.
First, manage a small farm in a safe manner, and then consider other things after you are familiar with this path.
Of course, he also has other ideas hidden in his mind. Instead of contracting, he can use a cooperative method to let the people in the town work for him. The cooperative will recycle the vegetables grown at a reasonable price and sell them to vegetable trading companies at high prices.
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However, these are all thoughts hidden in his heart. His career has just started and he has not yet had the energy to build a large stall to avoid any unexpected changes, which will in turn cut off the opportunity to develop.
At this time, Li Qingyun received a call from his sister, saying that there was an old customer in the restaurant who insisted on buying more ten-year-old Wuliangshao and asked him if he still had it because there was not much old wine in the store.
Li Qingyun asked the man how much he wanted. After all, he didn't want to sell the old wine. Just to attract some high-end customers, he made an exception and limited supply. A table of dishes only provided one bottle of ten-year-old Wuliangshao, and the price was set high.
, 588 yuan per bottle, not cheaper than low-end Wuliangye.
Li Qinghe thought that with such a high price, no one would care. After all, the five-year-old Wuliang Shao was only priced at 188 yuan. What idiot would spend so much money to buy a pound of unknown home-brew local wine?
But the thing is so strange. After a group of elderly people who came to travel ordered this kind of wine, they actually liked this special fragrance. After drinking it, they insisted on taking some back. When they came the day before yesterday, Li Qinghe said that the store was out of stock.
, and the younger brother was not at home, so he asked them to wait.
This was also an excuse. Unexpectedly, they came again today, ordered more dishes, and asked for the same ten-year-old bottle. After eating and drinking, they made another request to buy a large amount of ten-year-old bottles.
At this time, Li Qinghe could not refuse, so he had to call Li Qingyun and ask for his opinion.
"The old customer said that they drove two cars here and could load as much as they could. They said it wouldn't be a problem to load one or two hundred kilograms." Li Qinghe replied.
"Not that much... I can sell him a hundred catties at most. I'll move a jar out of the underground wine cellar right away. It's a big deal." Li Qingyun said, pointing down the mountain to his cousin, meaning:
I have something to do, so I'll go back first.
Li Qingmu asked him to do whatever he had to do. With him watching over here, nothing would happen.
Li Qingyun nodded and quickly returned to the basement of his villa. There were dozens of large wine jars. In fact, most of them contained new wine. The real good wine was hidden in a small space.
The reason why these aged Wuliangshao can be sold at high prices is mainly because they absorb the aura of a small space and form a unique taste and aroma, which makes wine lovers have endless aftertaste and can't stop. As long as you have money, you are willing to pay as much as you want.
Collection part.
Li Qingyun doesn't plan to sell too much, nor does he plan to offer too high a price. He just wants to let some top customers remember that Lijiazhai has this kind of good wine. If you want to drink this kind of wine, you have to come to Lijiazhai, and regular customers can take it away.
For some good old wines, only one bottle is provided to each table for ordinary customers, so it is impossible to secretly take them out.
This is a common hunger marketing method in big cities outside. As long as the product is unique and of high quality, there will be a group of loyal fans waiting hard. Waiting hard just to get something they love.
Li Qingyun carried the large wine jar of one hundred kilograms easily and put it in the trunk of the pickup truck. After thinking about it, he took out ten empty jars with a capacity of ten kilograms from the small space to make it easier for guests to carry.
Ten pounds sounds like a lot, but it's actually 5L. It's very inconspicuous when it's put in a jar.
When I drove out of the iron gate, I saw Gao Qiang, a middle-aged wealthy businessman carrying large and small bags of gifts and a beautiful young woman, who was about to ring the doorbell on the large iron gate. The doorbell was the same as the doorbell on the villa gate.
They are similar and can be used by business friends for convenience.
Li Qingyun braked, stopped next to Gao Qiang, pressed the glass and shouted: "Mr. Gao, what are you doing? You have only taken the medicine for six days, and you are in a hurry to give me a gift? Did I explain it to you before taking the medicine?
Okay, don't rush to test the gun, don't just build a dam for you, and you burst out of a gap, you really ruined the foundation, I won't fix it for you."
Gao Qiang's face turned red and he said in a squeaky voice: "No, no, I really didn't do that. I just fired a few shots inadvertently, but they never misfired. Otherwise, how would I know if it was useful or not..."
"You are hurting yourself, I can't control you..." After Li Qingyun said that, he stepped on the accelerator and left Gao Qiang alone, with no intention of accepting his gift.
"Hey, little miracle doctor, don't be angry, I really haven't broken the rules..." Gao Qiang chased after him for a few steps, but found that he couldn't catch up, but he had already seen where Li Qingyun's car was turning, and he looked at the dazed person behind him.
The beautiful woman shouted, "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and chase me! The little miracle doctor is amazing. What he said is absolutely correct! He only used six doses of medicine. Even my little blue pills don't work."
My body actually turned into a stick in the morning! I haven’t had this reaction for so many years, I even forgot.”
"Okay, Mr. Gao, please slow down, I'm wearing high heels... But this little miracle doctor is really cruel. He didn't even give Mr. Gao any face, nor did he listen to Mr. Gao's explanation. Last night, Mr. Gao went in.
I actually endured it and didn't do it, but it made her so miserable! I thought Mr. Gao didn't love her anymore. It turns out it's all the fault of this little miracle doctor..." This woman slurred and ran up, swaying her breasts and swaying her buttocks.
She's also a stunner in bed.
Li Qingyun really didn't want to deal with Gao Qiang. After the six doses of medicine, he was eager to play with women as soon as he had some effect. Even if there was a good medicine, it couldn't cure this kind of person's disease. No wonder grandpa didn't want to diagnose and treat similar diseases. One reason is that it is simple;
Some people have no limits and they don't want to get involved.
I parked the car at the entrance of Qingheju and took a look inside. My sister heard the sound of the car and had already walked out of the counter. It was past the lunch rush and there were not many tables of customers in the store. The temporary waiter we hired was a girl from the village.
He was sitting on the stool next to the counter and dozing off.
Li Qinghe won't criticize the people in the village too harshly. This is also a management problem. As long as they can get along, she can take a nap wherever she wants when no one is around.
"Fuwa, have you brought the wine? Okay, okay, just the regular customers at this table want wine." Li Qinghe poked his head at the door and pointed to a table sitting in the hall. All tables were filled with old people.
Li Qingyun chuckled secretly. It turned out that he was really an "old" customer, and he was indeed old enough.
"Young man, have you brought some good old wine? Move it here quickly and let me taste it to see if it is a real ten-year-old wine. We have agreed in advance that if it is not old, I will not buy it." A hairdresser said
The gray old man, quite elegant, said with a smile.
"Haha, old man, don't worry. Since I have decided to sell you wine, I can't fake it. Our farmhouse project in Lijiazhai has just started. If you buy fake goods from me, I will be spitted to death by the villagers.
Ah." Li Qingyun said, taking out a ceramic container for wine from behind the counter, patting open the sealing mud on the large wine jar, lifting the silk cloth, and a strong aroma of aged wine suddenly spread throughout Qinghe Residence.
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"Hmm... good wine!" The old men and women at this table immediately praised in unison. Their status is not low. I have drunk a lot of good wine in my life, but when I smelled the wine stored in Li Qingyun's space, I was still amazed.
"There is no need to taste it. Just by the aroma, I can confirm by closing my eyes that this is a good wine that is more than ten years old. Lao Ma, the authentic Wuliangye you brought can be poured out. Except for the aroma, I haven't drunk it yet.
A real taste of wine.”
"Haha, don't say that to Lao Ma. He has lost face and will definitely scold his son-in-law when he gets back. This is the wine his son-in-law gave him during the Dragon Boat Festival."
Everyone was joking for a while. When Li Qingyun brought a bowl of golden wine to them, some old drunkards suddenly started drooling. They kept calling Li Qingyun to fill it up for them.
Li Qingyun is not a stingy person. He also sees the identity and influence of these old men and women. As long as they want to drink, he will pour them a drink. There are two young people on the table, they should be the drivers. There are no wine glasses in front of them.
My qualifications for interjecting are just to laugh along with me, my mouth is so anxious that I dare not say that I want to try it.
It was definitely the good old wine they wanted. The old man and the old lady paid very neatly. The price of the wine was 588 yuan per catty. One hundred catties is 58,888 yuan. With the table of wine and food, six
Wanduo, give them a round number, and a total of 60,000 yuan in cash was piled on the counter, while the two drivers had already packed the wine into small wine jars and moved it into the trunk of the car they were driving.
Fortunately, they are two business tour vehicles with a lot of space, so they can be loaded in. It seems that these old people have been prepared. Not only have they prepared cash, but they have also prepared enough space.
When Li Qingyun sent them to the car, he also saw some dried mushrooms and wild vegetables in the trunk. It seemed that the villagers setting up stalls on the roadside also made a lot of profits.
When Li Qingyun returned to the hotel, Li Qinghe and the waiter were looking at the pile of money in a daze. The girl who should be called Uncle Li Qingyun by seniority was saying in a low voice: "...a jar of wine can be exchanged for such a large amount of money? What about Uncle Qinghu?
Isn't it rich? I have been to their house, and the yard is full of wine... Oh my god, just like that, Uncle Qinghu said that their family was poor, what a big liar! No wonder the ancestors of Chuntai regarded wine as a treasure, it turned out to be a treasure
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"Little girl Pianzi, what do you know? The wine your Uncle Qinghu sells is new wine, which is not worth much. But good wine stored for more than ten years will increase in value several times. Of course, you have to meet a wine lover.
High-roller, this is how you can sell it at a good price." Li Qingyun said, picked up the money on the table, thought about it, and threw it to his sister.
"This ten thousand yuan is for you, which is considered as the money for food and drinks. These old men and ladies are also good at bargaining, so they asked me to give them zero and wipe out all the money for food and drinks. I will give some of the remaining fifty thousand yuan to Grandpa Wu.
, after all, these wines were obtained from him, and I got huge profits, so I will give them some of the points." In fact, this is to explain the origin of the old wine, because in order to make money, the fifth grandfather passed the old wine stored at home through his hands.
, resold it, Li Qingyun said that he kept some, which can be explained.
"Go, why do you look down on your sister? My sister brought vegetables from you, but you never mentioned the money. What I'm selling now is your wine, how can I share your money? Don't let me, make my sister angry again!"
Li Qingyun ran out of Qinghe Residence without looking back, and his voice came from far away: "Your little brother, I am a rich man now. If I give you the money, you can take it and give it to those who come and go. If you leave, I won't give it away."