After spending a long time, Zhang Lang finally convinced his father that the gilded and gilded lacquerware on the packaging box were not the same.

But my father just disagreed with accepting this batch of orders.

In his words, the factory is too busy with orders now, so there is no time to tinker with anything else.

Only the father dared not give him face in the entire Heishui County, and Zhang Lang had no choice but to do anything about it.

I had to call Sun Jiahui over and say what I asked, "Can the county packaging factory produce such packaging boxes? It's okay not to use wooden boxes, but they must be of grade!"

"No problem! We have introduced the most advanced Edberg four-color printer and the world's most advanced lamination machine. The county packaging factory can be said to be the most advanced packaging factory in China, and it can fully meet your requirements!"

The county packaging factory is also considered Zhang Lang's industry, and it is a joint venture between him and Heishui County. Sun Jiahui is responsible for this.

So Zhang Lang had to ask her about these things.

After receiving Sun Jiahui's affirmative reply, Zhang Lang called Zhao Dequan over again, "You go to the county packaging factory to customize the outer packaging box and carton boxes!"

"Or use black?"

"Yes, let the packaging factory make the pattern first! Make a few more patterns, and let's study it later!"

"Yes! I'll go to the county to discuss with the packaging factory!"

Zhao Dequan nodded and agreed, turning around to perform the task assigned by Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang scolded Wang Weimin yesterday, which had spread in Taoyuan Town. No one dared to touch his bad temper at this time.

Shortly after Zhao Dequan left, Sun Jiahui came to Zhang Lang's office again.

"Boss, Mr. Xianghuo Ye called. The bidding for the agricultural demonstration park has ended. He has selected ten design drawings and is arranging a special person to send them over. Please make a decision to determine the final winning unit."

"Um!"

Zhang Lang nodded and signaled that he knew.

The design work of the agricultural demonstration park project was lagging behind for several months, mainly because the tender announcement was issued too late before the New Year, and the northeast was covered with heavy snow, so the design unit was unable to conduct landform surveys.

Naturally, it is impossible to design.

After asking Zhang Lang for instructions, Ye Xiaoxian postponed the bidding deadline to May Day this year.

In order to give the design unit time to leak out the survey terrain.

"You ask Hans to send a project team to the country!" Zhang Lang thought for a while and called Sun Jiahui who was about to go out and explained.

"yes!"

Sun Jiahui agreed skillfully and turned around and left Zhang Lang's office.

After handling official duties, Zhang Lang left the office and began to inspect the village as usual.

This is his habit. He has to walk around the village every day as long as he is at home.

Although he could understand the changes in the village through his spiritual observation, he was still used to turning around himself.

It is definitely not a feeling to see with your eyes and with your spiritual sense.

Another thing is that when he inspected the village, he was also showing his existence to the villagers.

After a walk in each village, Zhang Lang still ran to the ground under the big locust tree, played chess with the elderly in the village, chatted and fucked.

"Wolf cub, when can you drink the monkey wine you brew?" The old man from the Yang family asked as soon as he saw Zhang Lang.

These old people have long been thinking about the monkey wine brewed by Zhang Lang.

The little monkey wine that Zhang Lang gave them during the Chinese New Year was not enough for them to drink for a few meals.

It turned out that they were still keeping it to drink slowly, a half tael a day, and they could make do with the next time they had a drink.

But since Zhang Lang started brewing Monkey wine by himself, these old people unconsciously increased their daily amount, from the first half tael to two or three taels.

Not long after the Dragon Boat Festival, these old people finished drinking.

After drinking, they began to think about the monkey wine that Zhang Lang brewed by himself.

"Tomorrow! I will open a bucket tomorrow and take a look..."

"Don't be tomorrow! You can play chess anytime, so let's go now!" The old man of the Guan family pushed the chess piece, stood up, pulled Zhang Lang and left.

Zhang Lang shook his head helplessly and let Mr. Guan drag him to the cave.

The monkey wine brewed by Zhang Lang is stored in a cave west of the village.

Not only is the cave hidden in Monkey Wine, but the raw pulp purchased by Zhang Lang from the brewery is also hidden in this cave.

At the beginning, Zhang Lang forced the brewery to forcefully take out, except for the wine head and tailoring.

At the end of the dispute, Zhang Lang paid for half of the raw wine from the winery, which calmed the villagers down.

Over the past five years, the winery's production capacity has not expanded, and Zhang Lang's wine collection has also continued to expand.

He doesn't count how much wine is there at the moment!

Anyway, half of the wine produced by the winery is transported directly to this cave for storage.

Then Tong Yumin settled the accounts with Zhang Lang according to the data provided by the winery.

It is estimated that there are at least several million kilograms of wine.

These wines have been enough for Zhang Lang to drink for hundreds of years.

Zhang Lang decided to go to takeout wine this time. One of the earliest wine caves has been hidden for five years and can be launched.

Another one is to deal with the wine produced in the earliest two years.

Compared with the wine produced in the past two years, although it is also pure grain wine, the grain used is ordinary grain bought from the grain warehouse.

All the grains used in the next three years were produced by Xilong Villa themselves. Under the action of the Bagua Spirit Gathering Array, these grains contain meager spiritual energy. The wine made with such grains can barely be regarded as spiritual wine.

Compared with these spiritual wines, the wines from the previous two years are not worth hiding.

That's why Zhang Lang decided to take it out and make a move to the market.

Zhang Lang was dragged to the cave by Mr. Guan. Zhang Lang asked the old men to wait outside. He opened the big iron door and went in to carry a bucket of monkey wine.

"Here you! Here you are!" The old man from the Dong family ran over with a stack of thick porcelain bowls.

Zhang Lang shook his head helplessly. He was really a group of old children who couldn't save things.

Zhang Lang found a wine valve, inserted it into the wooden barrel, tightened it, and began to put wine out.

The light yellow wine flowed out of the valve, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly filled the air with a faint but fresh and long aroma of fruit.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

A sound of swallowing sounded beside Zhang Lang.

"I'll do it... I'll try it first!" Mr. Guan snatched the wine bowl from Zhang Lang's hand and poured it into his stomach with a mouthful of mouth.

"I'll try it too! I brought the bowl!" The old man from the Dong family shouted.

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! There are all! There are all! There are this big bucket!"

"I'll do it first!"

"I'll come first! This is the wine brewed by my grandson!"

The old men began to fight.

"Quiet! Everyone line up! Come one by one! Everyone has it!" Zhang Lang shouted.

The old man was in a mess and didn't listen to his tricks at all.

When Zhang Lang looked, he carried the wine barrel on his shoulder, turned his head and left.

Throw down a sentence, "When will you line up and when will you start tasting Monkey Wine!"

He carried the wine barrel to the bottom of the big locust tree, put the barrel on the high platform, and closed his eyes and ignored the old men.
Chapter completed!