MTL - Cosma Empire-Chapter 10 wine
"Graff, I want to know what you are going to do. This is the station. As long as you are here for a day, you have to keep the agreement between us and do your job well!", Mr. Klein loosened his bow tie. , Took a cup of coffee and put it in front of Graf.
Since this time, Klein has found that Graf's performance has plummeted, which is less than one-third of the previous, and even absenteeism occurred during the busiest afternoon work!
This is not tolerated by any capitalist. To give you money is to work hard for you, not for charity. The station will give these workers enough food and almost enough rest time every day, and they can take a few days off each month, of course, when they are not busy at work. Mr. Klein feels that he has been patient and accommodating the **** of these low-level societies, and they should cry with tears and grateful Dade would like to thank him for giving him the right to live, instead of thinking about the miners being lazy!
If it wasn't for Graf's prestige and status at the station, maybe Mr. Klein would use some of the regulations in the contract to punish this **** guy.
Graff lifted the coffee cup blankly, drank it like a cow's drink, at last he put down the cup, sipped it, pouted, and said something that made Mr. Klein almost jump, "This thing is really bitter, It's like stirring the bottom of a boiling pot with water, even the color. "
Thirty dollars a pound of sunlight coffee beans unique to the southern empire came to this guy's mouth like boiling water in the pot?
Mr. Klien frowned, hiding that trace of discomfort in his heart. The rude countryman is always the rude countryman. Even if they live in the city now, they cannot escape the foolishness and ignorance of the country people. Thinking of the discomfort in Mr. Klein's mind here, a lot of it disappeared. Graf in front of him was like the gorilla he saw while walking with the children in the zoo. The superiority from the species itself emerged spontaneously.
I'm discussing coffee with a gorilla?
甚至 He even chuckled, full of contempt and disdain.
He turned to the table and sat on the comfortable seat, sip a bitter coffee with a bitter aroma, the bitterness at the entrance quickly turned into the warmth as if exposed to the sun, the long aftertaste Every cell seems to stretch out, breathing freely in the air, greedily craving the sun and the next mouthful. He nodded with satisfaction, and thirty pounds of coffee was so charming that people immersed in the beauty without even realizing it.
He breathed a sigh of relief and said earnestly: "Graff, I know you have more than a month to expire your contract, but you need to understand that even if you are free tomorrow, you are still a station employee today. You You can't ignore our work system, and you will be a bad example for others. Do you understand? "
Graff nodded, walked to the coffee pot with the coffee cup, hesitated, then chose a bigger cup-a square cup for drinking, and poured the coffee in the coffee pot. "I see, sir, you can rest assured, I will work in accordance with the rules and regulations, and there will be no miners next time.", Watching the "glue" of the Italian coffee pot poured into the square cup, he raised the square cup to sniff After sniffing, I drank again.
"It's still so bitter, and I can't quench my thirst. I really don't know why someone likes to drink this thing!" He raised a square cup that he had already toasted, ignoring Mr. Klein's red rose. If nothing else, I will go to work. "
After speaking, he patted his **** and left Mr. Klein's office. Looking at the empty coffee pot, Mr. Klein clasped his hands and fingers tightly and slid down on the table. He was crazy.
"Mr. Klein is bothering you?" As soon as Graf came out of Mr. Klein's office, Doolin greeted him immediately. During this time, they blended a variety of berry juices into the distilled spirits. After repeated attempts, they finally decided on two flavors. One is the fruit pulp of Hippophae rhamnoides, which is a very cheap and common wild fruit. It is almost everywhere in the wasteland of the countryside and the countryside. It is not picky about the growth environment and grows quickly.
The fruit of the sassafras fruit is only the size of the branch of the thumb, khaki, with black spots on the skin. This kind of fruit tastes sour and tastes very bad. Except occasionally some guys who claim to be psychics will use this fruit to make some inexplicable things, almost no one wants to eat this stuff, even the poor I do n’t want to eat this as a fruit.
But when the fruit pulp and "original wine" of Hippophae rhamnoides are mixed together, the reaction produced is definitely beyond what Doulin expected. Alcohol seems to be able to neutralize the astringent taste, leaving only a slight sour taste. This sour taste is different from the sour taste left after fermentation of fruit wine. It is a light and delicate acid. Coupled with the wine's own taste and faint bitterness, it forms a decidedly different, special flavor that is different from most fruit wines you can see on the market, which is unforgettable.
Another fruit is the snow elves from the northern Empire. The price is slightly higher, and it takes 35 cents to buy a pound. This kind of fruit is very sweet. According to the revelation that Du Lin received in his dream, the liquid with higher sugar content is more difficult to freeze in cold places. This is a way for plants to protect themselves, such as maple sugar. With its fruity sweetness, Snow Elf can neutralize the bitterness in the "original wine" and make the wine sweet, meanwhile, it also creates a special taste-from spicy to cold, as if It was just after crossing the volcano that it entered the ice cave. The special taste made Du Lin confident in it and should win the favor of many people.
Graf grinned a few times, "He told me not to be absent from work when nothing happened, and said nothing else." He said he became a little hesitant, "We are absent from work together, why did he just ask me? Trouble without asking you? "
Du Lin shrugged, "Maybe it's because I don't have a strong sense of existence?"
"That is to say, are you the same at the station?" Graff felt much more comfortable after speaking, but did not know why he always felt that something was wrong, UU read the book www. uukanshu.com "We have made two cases. Would you like to sell them?"
箱 Two boxes of twenty-four bottles of high-alcohol bottles have been hidden under the bed in their rental room. This is their harvest in this time. A box of "first love" is the kind of sour highly fruit wine, a box of "Snow Elves". According to Du Lin, the prices of these two kinds of wine are the same. The psychological price of Du Lin is ten yuan a bottle, a bottle of about four and a pints, which is about 750 milliliters.
Including the cost price is between two yuan and five yuan, if you sell it for ten yuan and one bottle, the profit should be guaranteed between six yuan and seven yuan. Graff's eyes turned red when Doolin calculated the profit. God testified that he never thought that the profit on selling highly alcoholic wine would be so high! A box of twelve bottles has a net profit of almost eighty dollars. According to his calculation of forty percent, if one box is sold, he can get thirty dollars. Two boxes ... Finger, sixty dollars.
In other words ... as long as these two cases of wine can be sold, he can buy out the contract, have more time to make more high-grade fruit wine with Du Lin, and earn more money.
So what Mr. Klein said to him, he just treated it as a fart, a loud fart!
The two talked and walked to the corner of the station. Du Lin lowered his voice and said, "This is a troublesome thing for you to do. I don't know much about the bars in the city. Remember to sell them separately, don't just sell them to someone. Alone, let more people know about our products. "
"I see!" Graf nodded quickly, waving his arms excitedly, "When will I go?"
Du Lin looked back at the wall clock hanging in the station warehouse, "Now, before the rush hour of the bar comes in the evening!"
