Capítulo 2033: Chapter 1770: Old Grapes and Saving Face (Part 2)
“This chili pepper is super spicy! Perfect for stir-frying sauce to go with baked flatbread…”
“And this one, pick the peppers with the atiest flesh and let them slowly roast in the pan, then peel off the old skin…”
The people of Baiyun County can really handle spice, and more than half of the dishes on this table are spicy.
Fortunately, Song Tan’s Ho’s peppers are even more intense when you actually try them!
When making that green pepper beef sauce, once the blender starts, the whole factory outside is filled with a choking aroma.
Everyone drools a little, craving the flavor, and most can handle so level of spice.
Qiaoqiao followed the leader’s introduction, tasting every dish and showing her appreciation.
The people at the table observed her sincere child-like manners as she ate quietly but tasted ticulously, and they felt genuinely happy inside.
This al had no other beverages except for the local sweet wine made from old grapes with an alcohol content of barely 6°:
“Try this, it’s great as a drink, no taste of alcohol.”
Oh?
Song Tan was intrigued.
Lun Chuan also tasted it, and whispered: “The taste leans more towards a beverage, it’s really nice. My mom was particularly obsessed with this for a few years, spending a lot of money every year to buy grapes and wine barrels…”
As for the outco, it isn’t really worth ntioning, as it ended up being mixed into the compost heap to fernt fertilizer, so it wasn’t entirely wasted.
Song Tan also tasted it — it wasn’t particularly amazing, but, in terms of palatability, it should be quite similar to the popular fruity beverages across Jiangnan.
The difference lies in the grape’s rich aroma, which carries a nostalgic feel.
Seeing they liked it, the leader felt truly happy:
“These old grape varieties mature early, and not many are planted in the town now. The wine was just made. If you like it, I’ll prepare so more for you tomorrow to take back and try!”
Song Tan curiously asked: “This grape wine tastes really good, does it have a long shelf life? Why hasn’t it been developed into a beverage?”
The ntion of this topic made the leader embarrassed.
He was there to deal with the ss, before taking over, he didn’t know that the village’s grape wine was so appropriate!
However, speaking of it, the previous leader’s initiative to change the grape variety wasn’t without reason—
This old variety has large grapes that get very soft when ripe and tend to fall easily.
When the yield is small, it’s fine for local consumption.
But when the yield is large, it can’t be transported out of town, and supermarkets don’t like these grapes that fall easily and appear soft and not fresh.
What’s good if it can’t be transported out of town?
But who would have thought, such local grapes used by family cantine owners to fernt wine, are successful every ti, with genuinely good taste!
Now, when it cos to developing it into a beverage…
Sigh!
The leader couldn’t raise his head.
Previously, letting them plant Sunshine Rose, now talking about the old variety’s potential in the beverage market — not only reversing decisions but changing the tune every couple of years!
But plant cultivation involves costs and cycles, and farrs’ hearts can’t stand such tossing around.
Truly a case of unintended consequences, now the responsibility lies on his shoulders.
However, he didn’t dodge the questions from these people in front of him, but sincerely said:
“This grape wine is made by the owners themselves, there’s no strict standard, it’s all based on feel.”
“If put on a production line, whether the quality could remain so stable, I really can’t guarantee.”
“Moreover, investnt in beverage factories is large, and competition is fierce nationwide…”
Which of those highly recognizable beverages didn’t slowly enter households after chaining advertisents on TV?
If they run a small workshop, it can work, and local markets and supermarkets can accept it.
But to drive the economy of the entire village and town, that’s another level of difficulty.
Just as he was speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside.
The leader paused, about to get up and check, when the family canteen owner’s wife opened the door, bringing in a plate of food, and casually comforted:
“It’s nothing, it’s those troublemakers from the village trying to bother us again, insisting we sell them grapes.”
Nearly every household here grows grapes, and the owner’s family also does.
Because of their large scale, they sell out even before Liang Er, and naturally can’t tolerate this group.
The leader frowned: “Wasn’t it already explained? The batch inspections for those non-compliant small households are…”
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