Han Songlin continued to drink water, and also considered Jia Yuanshan's intentions for coming. At first, he thought they had come to collect a debt, but now it seems that is not the case; so, why did they come?
Did they really come to support Fule Wine Industry's continued expansion?
Can it expand?
After the wine is produced, there is really no need to worry about selling it.
If it doesn't sell this year, then let it sit for ten years!
Is it really difficult to store wine?
Not really.
A wine tank can just be left there, and apart from having to water the tank during the summer, there is really no need to worry about it at other times.
And in the south, is water in short supply?
With the Le River nearby, Fule Wine really doesn't lack water.
Therefore, the cost of watering is very low.
In fact, after resolving the problem of debt, Han Songlin said he wanted to make some cellar wine.
The mountain next to Fule Winery is quite suitable for building a wine cellar.
On this hillside, apart from the surface, which has a thickness of one or two metres of soil, the bottom is a pure, single rock hillside.
The quarrying industry is quite developed on this side of the Lechi.
Basically, every village had a quarry, and in the past, almost all the foundations of houses were built with stone.
Even the ditches on both sides of the road and the roadbed were built with stone.
To be honest, stone structures do look better in terms of decorative effect and give a sense of age.
Faced with the sudden silence, Liu Xiaomei was a little at a loss: 'Well, boss, it's almost noon, shall I go and ask the canteen to cook something?'
Can they cook stir-fries?
They can.
When Jia Yuanshan and the others came, did they come at mealtime?
Anyway, back then there were no regulations, so they basically came at mealtime to do inspections.
If they came after ten o'clock, they would finish by lunchtime. At this time, you can't say, 'You don't even care about mealtimes!'
Han Songlin had an idea in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face: 'Tell Brother San to get ready.'
Liu Xiaomei smiled and prepared to leave, and Cheng Jiajia followed and said, "President Liu, I'll go with you for a walk!'
Liu Xiaomei's expression froze for a moment, and then she laughed, "Sure!'
In the office, only Han Songlin and Jia Yuanshan were left.
'Brother Jia, tell me, what is it all about today?'
Jia Yuanshan twisted his plump body a little. This single sofa felt a little small for him.
'Brother Han, I won't hide anything from you. You've heard of Yuanle Distillery, right?'
'Of course! It's one of the only two distilleries in our county.'
Han Songlin didn't know that Yuanle Distillery was there.
But since it was still around in the future, it meant that it was still doing well.
'The county is interested in selling the distillery!'
Jia Yuanshan said something about the news. As for where he got the news from?
Han Songlin didn't want to ask. Nowadays, banks in China are not purely commercial.
The county government can, to a certain extent, direct the banks to make loans and so on.
Unlike Heleshui Winery, Yuanle Winery is a state-owned enterprise!
The standard son of the county!
Before, it was decided to develop the white wine economy, and Yuanle Winery also obtained a large amount of capital loans.
Han Songlin put down his teacup without saying anything; his mind was filled with information about Yuanle Distillery, but he could think of very little.
In the past, Han Songlin really rarely paid attention to these things.
'County, you don't want me to take over, do you?' Han Songlin said jokingly.
Jia Yuanshan looked at Han Songlin and raised an eyebrow: 'What do you say, are you interested?'
The county also wants to get rid of the burden.
The money invested in Yuanle Distillery is quite a lot, and a lot of wine has been produced.
But it just won't sell!
Right now, Yuanle Distillery alone already has a stock of 4,000 tons of raw wine.
Seeing that Han Songlin is not saying anything, Jia Yuanshan doesn't care: 'Yuanle Distillery is much larger than your distillery in terms of area, with 1,200 cellars and an annual output of over 10,000 tons of raw wine.'
An annual output of over 10,000 tons of raw wine?
Han Songlin was really shocked!
'No, wait, you said that Yuanle Distillery produces 10,000 tons of raw wine annually? This is impossible!' Han Songlin didn't believe Jia Yuanshan's words 100%.
In this world, you shouldn't believe 100% of what anyone says, including your parents.
Because once something comes out of someone's mouth, it will inevitably be subjective, and everyone understands subjectivity.
Once it's there, it will deviate from some facts.
'Its production capacity is 10,000 tons!'
Han Songlin was speechless. He had to be clear about what he was saying, and it had taken him by surprise.
'I need to think about this!'
Jia Yuanshan naturally understood that it was impossible to make a decision right away about such a big matter.
But it didn't matter, did it!
Jia Yuanshan believed that Han Songlin would eventually take over; for the simple reason that the current production capacity of Fule Winery was insufficient.
At noon, they had a simple meal together in the office building.
Because the canteen was so simple, a room on the first floor of the office building was specially set aside as a dining room.
There was a large round table inside, with stools, specially for entertaining leaders when they came down for inspections and the like.
At the table, Jia Yuanshan talked about a lot of things that were going on in the county and city that ordinary people didn't know about.
'Hey, speaking of which, do you know Chen Yinghua?'
Han Songlin paused in his eating and asked casually, 'Who?'
'Someone from your village!'
Wait, from my village?
'Chen Yinghua is probably going to come to Yuechi to become the boss of the county government.'
At this time, Han Songlin did remember something.
When he was a child, Han Songlin had heard Chen Yingping mention something while drinking with Han Songqing.
He said that his brother, the mayor of Yanghe, came to Lechi to attend a party or something.
Then Chen Yingping was also there watching the fun, talking to his brother, and before they could finish a few sentences, his brother was called away by his secretary.
When Chen Yingping said this, he looked very indignant, saying that his brother, now an official, didn't recognise people.
Could it be that Chen Yinghua is the brother Chen Yingping is talking about?
Well, Han Songlin had absolutely no recollection of him.
'You can never tell what goes on in the officialdom!' Han Songlin had never heard the adults talk about this, so it must not have happened.
Otherwise, they would definitely have talked about it; don't think that rural people don't care about these things, Han Songlin had heard them talk about these things.
Well, at that time, it was because the county magistrate was a woman.
In the afternoon, Han Songlin returned home from the winery. During dinner, Han Songlin asked Zhang Suyun, seemingly casually, 'Mom, do you remember Chen Yinghua?'
'Chen Yinghua, how could I forget! He was an official in the city.'
Han Songlin instantly understood that this was indeed the person.
Liu Yuyan looked at Han Songlin with some surprise, wondering why he had suddenly mentioned this person.
When she first got married, Liu Yuyan had also met Chen Yinghua once, and she didn't feel that there was anything special about him.