Chapter 334 Secret Recipe

Alfonso has long since lost sight of the bleakness he had when he first met him. Now he looks very energetic, and his face is also very rosy. It is the first time Zhen Fan feels that he is so tall and burly . He knocked on the door, and then came in under the signal of Sampson, and shook hands with Zhen Fan, acting like an old gentleman.

"Tell me about this year's harvest!" Sampson lay comfortably on the boss's chair, leaned back, and then pointed to Zhen Fan, indicating that he wanted Zhen Fan to report.

"That's it, Mr. Zhen, the harvest of our vineyard!" Alfonso Jennings took a breath, then controlled his emotions, and introduced Zhen Fan in a very steady voice, "Our harvest is unexpectedly good, and...these are the best quality grapes I have ever seen. The harvest rate It’s very tall and the flavors are great for winemaking. I reckon we’re going to have the best wine we’ve made this year in the forty years I’ve been making wine.”

Zhen Fan nodded. This guy talked for a long time, but it was just some empty words, no real content, no specific data, and he could only imagine with his brain. This is what Alfonso lacks. John Harris is much worse, but Zhen Fan doesn't need him to be a statistical expert, he just needs his brewing experience.

"Very good, so can you tell me about your wine making method? You have been making wine for the Chrisland family for so many years. I think it is necessary for us to discuss the wine making process, okay?" Zhen As he said, he pointed to the sofa beside him and motioned Jennings to sit down.

When it comes to wine making, this guy's eyes really light up. Obviously, he is very proud of his craft. He is very familiar with the winemaking process of the Chrisland family.

"Let's go to the private room next door to talk!" Zhen Fan pointed to an inner room in the office, facing Alfonso Kara Jennings laughed. "I think we may have a lot to discuss!"

"Okay, please go ahead!" Sampson shrugged his shoulders at Zhen Fan. In his opinion, the process of brewing wine is kept secret, which is nothing to be suspicious of. On the contrary, it is a good thing for him.

Sampson went to the window and drew the curtains. Then he looked at the vineyards far away, a vast expanse beyond his horizon, and suddenly he felt so comfortable that he had never felt before. A kind of ambition to do a big business soon welled up in my heart, and all of this seemed unbelievable before.

If it wasn't for meeting Zhen, if it wasn't for his sincerity that moved him. Then he might be an unremarkable agent wine dealer running around in the streets of New York. But now it is different. own exclusive h． c. d, is now the most expensive luxury brand in the alcoholic beverages in the United States. h． c. d has successfully entered the upper class of the United States, and many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have achieved h. c. d be proud. Even the wine for the White House banquet will designate h. c. d, this is a great honor, if it is not forbidden to use the White House to advertise, he would have started to publicize it.

Many agent wine merchants are eyeing his exclusive right.

But Sampson never let go, because he knew h. c. The yield of d is not high. If you distribute to other people, your own profits will be greatly reduced. But now it is different. Brewing at scale is finally possible.

When Sampson released the news, there were already a large number of liquor agents flocking to them, and they all wanted to obtain h. c. The agency right of the new wine produced by d company. Of course, they did not blindly ask for an agent, but pushed the cooperation to the wine tasting party after the new wine came out.

After a while, Sampson withdrew his thoughts from his grand ideals. At this time, Zhen Fan and Alfonso Jennings hasn't come out yet, obviously, they have a lot to discuss. So he made himself a cup of coffee and looked around the office.

Yes, there is still a need for a good assistant to take care of all this.

The door of the inner room opened, and Zhen Fan and Alfonso Jennings came out, and Zhen Fan was smiling. It was obvious that the conversation was very pleasant, and Zhen Fan still held some handwritten things in his hand, densely packed full of pages. And old Mr. Jennings' face was flushed, as if he had drunk a large glass of strong wine, and he felt a little smoked.

"It seems...things are going well!" Sampson hurried up to meet him and smiled at Zhen Fan.

"Of course, just look at Alfonso!" Zhen Fan pointed to Alfonso. Jennings, then turned his head and said to him, "Mr. Jennings, you know that the two of us knew about this, but...for the sake of insurance, you must sign a confidentiality agreement with us, and...our This recipe for brewing wine must be locked in the safe, and there are two keys, one for you and one for me, and it will only take effect if they are opened at the same time."

"Of course, everything is fine, Mr. Zhen!" Alfonso Jennings seemed to wake up suddenly, but he still couldn't restrain his excitement, "I am very willing to serve you for the rest of my life, until I die. I promise, the wine brewed this time will definitely make all the picky people feel happy." satisfy!"

This is a bit loud, but the more loudly he speaks, the more Sampson feels that he is not far from success. He listened to the conversation between the two, and his face turned rosy.

"Okay, guys, why don't we have a toast to the success of this secret recipe?" Sampson coughed dryly, and proposed with some excitement.

"Of course, very happy!" Alfonso. Jennings nodded quickly.

"I agree!" Zhen Fan also raised his hand and smiled at Sampson, "Don't hide your unfinished bottle of wine, take it out, let's celebrate together!"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you!" Sampson pointed at Zhen Fan and laughed, then took out a bottle of hidden wine from the cabinet in the office, it was the kind of high h. c. d, He took out three cups, and each cup filled half a cup, and handed them to Zhen Fan and Alfonso respectively.

"For h.c.d!" said Sampson.

"For everyone in the vineyard!" Alfonso. Jennings also said loudly, he thought of all the workers in the vineyard who had struggled in difficulties, they were some of his friends who had worked together for many years. Everything will be fine now because of the quality grapes and the best winemaking recipes.

"Sampson, didn't you come up with a nice name for our new wine?" Zhen Fan raised his glass and was about to make a toast. Suddenly remembered this matter, quickly asked a question.

"I thought you had already figured it out, the naming right is your prerogative, Zhen, we can't interfere with you!" Sampson shrugged his shoulders, what he said was very reasonable, if Zhen Fan didn't name the wine . That would lose a lot of meaning.

This point, even Alfonso. Jennings also very much agree.

"Okay, I'll think of a name. Let's have a drink now, for the wine!" Zhen Fan changed the subject, raised his glass again, and the three of them lightly touched each other. Make a crisp "ding" sound. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Sampson put down his glass, then smiled and said, "Now..." Then he stopped talking because he saw Alfonso Jennings stared blankly at the empty wine glass, his face was very serious, and his lips were still slightly trembling.

"Mr. Jennings—" he called tentatively.

Alfonso. Jennings didn't respond, just like the one just now, obviously he hasn't recovered yet. The words of Sampson fell on deaf ears.

"Mr. Jennings!" Sampson called again loudly.

"What?" Jennings finally came to his senses, and then looked at Sampson. Looking at his wine bottle again, he couldn't help but say, "This...is this h.c.d? Is it the h.c.d that costs $50,000 a bottle?"

"It should be better than that!" Sampson looked at Zhen Fan, saw that he was just sitting aside and smiling, and then explained to Jennings, "This is something specially brewed by Zhen Fan. A small part. Of course, I will give you a bottle of ordinary h.c.d as a reference when you make wine."

"God!" Alfonso Jennings suddenly said, "This is the best wine I've ever drunk. It can become the top luxury in the United States, and it doesn't live up to its quality. Zhen, you are Di, sent by God. Is it Oenissus (the god of wine believed by the ancient Greeks, who holds the intoxicating power of wine)?"

"Dionysus?" Obviously, Zhen Fan still needs to add a lot of knowledge about Western religion and literature. He shrugged his shoulders at Sampson in a daze.

"It's the god of wine in ancient Greece, in charge of the best wine!" Sampson smiled at Zhen Fan, "You should be familiar with the literature about rain grapes."

"Don't expect me to!" Zhen Fan refused without hesitation.

At this time, Jennings' expression suddenly became a little depressed. He rubbed his hair with both hands vigorously, and showed a puzzled look at Zhen Fan, and then his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say a word. It went on for a long time, and gradually became sad and weeping.

"What do you want to say? Mr. Jennings!" Zhen Fan asked in surprise.

Jennings hesitated to speak, but finally he plucked up the courage and said to Zhen Fan: "Dear Mr. Zhen, I now know that your talent in brewing is unparalleled and can be compared with God, but... I have One thing I'm in deep trouble with is - how do I make a wine like this with the grapes in the vineyard and your secret recipe for winemaking?"

"I thought about it just now, and I think there is almost no such possibility. I may brew a wine that tastes similar to your wine, but if it is to reach such a state, I think... I can't do anything at all."

"It's nothing!" It turned out that this is the case, this person is an alcoholic. Zhen Fan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, then stood up and walked over to him, patted his shoulder, "If you can brew wine with a taste similar to this, you will be a very great wine master."

"Maybe, because even if it is similar, it can surpass other wines in the world." Jennings thought for a while, "Even if you can't become a wine god like you, becoming the greatest wine master is something worth boasting for a lifetime and Let the children and grandchildren boast about things for many years, thank you, Zhen!" He bowed down to Zhen Fan, and came a court etiquette adopted in the middle ages to meet the emperor. (To be continued..)