Ning Bao immediately smiled and waved his hand, "Grandma is fine, everyone is familiar with each other, just be careful. Both old men are very good and not difficult to get along with."

She came in now, mainly because she wanted to give them a vaccination first so that she would not be so scared that she would not dare to put off her chopsticks.

"That's good." That's good.

Ruan's mother nodded subconsciously.

If Baoer said so, they must be all very good.

Then she...oh, what should I do if she is still a little nervous?

Ning Bao subconsciously looked at Ruan Guihua.

Ruan Guihua guessed Ning Bao’s thoughts and spoke up.

"Baoer said this. Both old men are well-off. When they first moved in, they sent us a lot of things. I also sent them to our house. Moreover, we are all neighbors and have helped us a lot on weekdays. Baoer and Juaner play well with their juniors."

"And everyone is friends, and they often visit each other for dinner. Mom, let me tell you, the cooks cooked by the two old men are very delicious. If you eat it, they will probably come to the door with awesomeness."

"It's really that delicious?"

Ruan’s mother is a person who likes to study food. When she heard this, she immediately thought of nothing.

Everyone laughed immediately.

Ning Bao also laughed: "Grandma, you probably can taste it in the evening. Don't worry, it will definitely taste it more than you expect."

Every time the two old men came to eat, they would ask the chef at home to cook two specialty dishes.

Most of them are Ning Bao’s favorite food.

In fact, Ningbao basically doesn’t pick on dirty things except for dirty things.

I don’t know why, for some internal organs, Ning Bao respects Bumin no matter how exquisite the things you burn.

She couldn't speak.

This should be her only picky food.

Even Ning Bao didn’t know why, but he just... he disliked him.

It may also be that she is too familiar with human internal organs, so the animal internal organs can't swallow them...

Ruan's mother immediately said that she would cook more specialties, so she could not be compared with others.

Ning Bao could only kindly not remind her that the chefs at the two old men were all national chefs before.

Forget it, it will not hurt my grandmother's enthusiasm.

Ning Bao quit this "battlefield".

The supper was the same as Ning Bao said. The two old men did ask the chefs at home to cook three dishes, and there was one more dish than before.

Fortunately, Ruan Guihua did it twice after hearing Ning Bao's words, otherwise the big round table would not be able to be placed.

Before, because there were often guests at home, but the table was too small to sit, Lao Ning asked someone to make a very large round table. After squeezing, he could almost sit for about twenty people, and it should be fifteen.

The big guys formed a circle, and the two old men were happy to see.

At the beginning, Ruan’s father and mother, who had just arrived, were still a little nervous. After chatting slowly, they found that the two old men were really as easy to get along with as Ning Bao and Ruan Guihua said, and they started chatting immediately.

Lao Ning also took out several jars of Ningbao's fruit wine made from Space Lingquan, which had several flavors, and everyone drank a lot of them.

"Good guy, the taste of this wine is really delicious, it tastes sweet and not easy to get drunk, it's not bad." It's very comfortable to drink an occasional glass of wine on weekdays.

"Baoer, is it because Grandpa Ming doesn't love you enough? You don't even take out such a good wine?"

Ning Bao was amused and crying.

"Grandpa Ming, this is such a big injustice. I remember you are just the soju. I used to complain that foreign wines are not as good as our own soju. Why do you look at our fruit wine today?"

This fruit wine and wine are similar.

"Then how can foreign wine be compared with your fruit wine, Baoer?"

Speaking of this, the old man still looked disgusted.

He is not good at foreign things at all. Of course, if it is something else, he would rather want it.

For example, in the air, in the sea, in the land... and so on.

He wants to do as much as he comes.

Ning Bao poured him a glass of wine.

"This is made from the previous grapes. I added a little bit of white wine to it, and it tasted slightly sweet."

Anyway, they are all brewed according to her own taste.

Mr. Ming took a sip and nodded.

"Not bad, when will I brew more next time? I'll sell me a few jars."

I forgot that I looked down on wine just now.

Mr. Ming: I look down on wine, I look down on other people’s wine.

Is Baoer someone else? That's his own person!

Mr. Fang: "Leave a few jars for me."

"Get it done."

It is a fool to not do business.

"By the way, Baoer, the individual economy has begun to be put on the agenda recently. I guess it won't take long to sell things if you don't have to hide in the middle of the night."

After a while, Old Master Ming suddenly spoke and looked at Ning Bao with a smile.

"It's thanks to you."

As soon as these words came out, the adults at the dinner table immediately raised their heads.

Due to the planned economy in this modern era, self-employed people do not allow it unless otherwise specified. However, it is also OK to sell small things in the market, but fewer things are sold.

Fruits are not actually within the scope of permission, but everyone will sell them secretly for the sake of life.

However, the Ning family was lucky. They had never encountered anyone who caught a vendor. They had never been arrested once. Later, they even went straight to their homes to buy it.

This led the villagers of Xingfu Village to plant fruits together.

The superior actually knows it, but if you don’t put it on sale, you don’t care about you.

In fact, several people in the village were arrested before, and they were released after being detained for a few days. After being released, they continued to sell.

Anyway, no one can stop them from making money.

At worst, I just need to take care of a few days, and after I come out, I will be a good man selling fruits.

After Ning Bao came to Beijing, the old man naturally knew the situation at her family. He sighed with Ning Bao during a conversation before and was actually a little moved at that time.

"So fast?" Ning Bao said subconsciously.

She remembered that the individual economy should be eighty-year later, and many people seized this opportunity at that time, so most of the rich people in later generations made it by seizing this opportunity.

"It's no longer a good time." Mr. Fang originally supported this, and his ideas were naturally different.

"So I was thinking just now, Baoer, your fruit wine is so good, it would be nice to open a winery or something at that time."

You can also build your own brand at that time.

Mr. Ming heard from the old man about the brand effect of future generations; China started out doing OEM, and it was hard to go from OEM to brand.

China's own companies suffered a lot because of this.

All the money was made away by foreigners, and they were at a loss.

In their hearts, they should make money from foreigners, so that they won’t lose money.

Just like Baoer did before.
Chapter completed!