Chapter 276 Bamboo Leaf Green, Leading by a Thread
After coming out of the study, Ye Fei wrote a prescription, asking Yang Yaodong to buy the items on it, and then asked Yang Jianxiong to get a few bottles of soju.
After everything was prepared, Ye Fei got into the kitchen and started fiddling, and no one allowed him to go in during this period.
Five hours later, Ye Fei opened the glass door and came out, with a smile on his face.
The Yang brothers wanted to ask something, but Ye Fei waved to stop him.
Then, Ye Fei brought the two of them back to Yang Baoguo's door.
He gently knocked on the door: "Old man, I'm having supper." Yang Baoguo decided to say: "If you don't eat, you won't have the appetite."
"I really don't eat it?"
Ye Fei smiled faintly, took out a wine bottle, opened the lid, and blew into the crack of the door.
Yang Yaodong and Yang Jianxiong, who had been puzzled, instantly smelled a bamboo fragrance when the wine bottle opened, and it poured into their noses uncontrollably.
When they were tired, they suddenly felt their whole body unobstructed, and every pore could not be stopped, and they were indescribable and comfortable.
Great spirits.
The next second, there was a plop inside, followed by a rapid sound of footsteps, and the door was slammed open.
"Bamboo leaves are green, bamboo leaves are green" Yang Baoguo's nose kept sucking hard: "Is this a thread of bamboo leaves green?
Where did the thread of Qianzhu Leaf Green come from?”
His eyes finally fell on Ye Fei's hand, the wine bottle that looked like a jade beauty.
Yang Baoguo snatched the bottle and sniffed it hard at the mouth of the bottle, then poured another drop on the back of his hand.
"It's such a ray of connection, it's such a ray of connection. Zhuyeqing."
He was ecstatic and pulled Ye Fei and shouted: "Ye Fei, is this wine yours?"
You sell it to me, sell it to me, buy this bottle for 100 million."
One hundred million?
A bottle?
Ye Fei's cost was only 500 yuan, and the Yang Yaodong brothers were stunned for five hours.
Ye Fei smiled and said, "Old Yang, I brewed this wine myself. I just brewed it today. I won't sell it, but I can give it to you."
“Give it to me?
Too good, so good.”
Yang Baoguo was very happy, and then caught something. He looked at Ye Fei in shock: "Did you brew this wine?"
Yang Jianxiong nodded: "Yes, Ye Fei brewed it, it took us five hours to watch him brew it."
"How is this possible?"
"This bamboo leaf green was no longer produced thirty years ago, and the secret recipe for the first line has long been lost. It is estimated that there are less than ten bottles in existence now."
Yang Baoguo looked at Ye Fei in disbelief: "You can't buy it even if you have money, how can Ye Fei brew it?" The same taste, the same taste, and even the fragrance of the bamboo leaves that hold people's hearts was exactly the same.
"The fact is made by Ye Fei. Dad, let's talk about this later. Now let's talk about your heart disease."
Yang Yaodong quickly took over the topic: "Is it the Zhuyeqing that your heart disease is yours?"
"If I guess it's good, the old man once treasured a bottle of silk thread, but he accidentally broke it when he took it out these days."
Ye Fei smiled: "This thread leads the world and can't buy it even if you have money, so the old man is so angry that he can't eat and sleep."
Yang Baoguo did not deny it and nodded in praise: "Ye Fei's analysis is correct."
While speaking, he kept holding the bottle of wine in his hand.
"Dad, is that?"
Yang Jianxiong muttered: "No matter how high-quality this wine is, no matter how good it is, you don't need to seek death, it scares us." Yang Yaodong didn't understand: "Yes, Dad, you can see many things openly. Even Zicheng didn't bother you back then.
Enter, a bottle of wine." "You know nothing."
Yang Baoguo scolded his son angrily: "If it is purely related to my good deeds, it will break and break, and I will feel distressed for a long time at most."
"But it is related to whether your Uncle Chu will return to Zhonghai."
"Old Chu started his career in Zhonghai and has been away for decades, and he never returned to Zhonghai again. I invited him ten times, but he refused ten times."
"It's not that he doesn't miss his old love and forgets his roots as a human being, but that he cares about the world and does not want people in the world to say that he only cares about a city and a pool."
Yang Baoguo's eyes became deeper: "It's just for me that his return to China Sea once means a lot."
"It not only allows you three brothers to go to the next level, but also reminds the world that this is the place where Truman made his fortune, so that all the sluts dare not do anything."
"And the way to get Lao Chu back regardless of everything is Zhu Yeqing, who is the one who is in a slight way, which was brewed by his old friend back then."
"This bottle of wine is related to the future of the Yang family. China Overseas is stable. You said, if I broke it, how can I not be in a hurry?"
Yang Baoguo glared at his two sons with a grudge.
Yang Yaodong and Yang Jianxiong became silent. Unexpectedly, their father was so thoughtful, but they still felt that he was messing around and felt guilty at the moment.
At the same time, they were extremely grateful to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei said at this time: "Old Yang, your old friend is extraordinary. I am afraid that I can't hide it from him."
"It's exactly the same, it's really the same."
Yang Baoguo laughed loudly, hugged Ye Fei and spoke with his shoulder: "No matter whether it is taste or fragrance, there is no deviation at all."
"I don't know how you did it, but if you don't tell me that it was made by you, I'll definitely not tell it."
"Of course, my old friend may see the clues, but is it still important to have a little difference?"
"In a world where the line of striking is about to disappear, it is definitely a blessing for him to taste such bamboo leaf green."
His eyes were hot: "Ye Fei, can you brew more bottles?"
"Dad, you are so greedy. Ye Fei is busy for your heart disease for a long time and doesn't even eat."
Yang Yaodong hurriedly pulled Ye Fei away: "You taste the wine first, I'll take Ye Fei for a meal, and then talk about it after you finish."
Ye Fei smiled and shouted to Yang Baoguo: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will definitely make a few more bottles for you when I have time."
"Okay, OK, that's it."
Yang Baoguo was very happy and shouted to Yang Jianxiong: "Remember, 100 million yuan per bottle, don't forget to give Ye Fei money."
Ye Fei almost fell down when he heard this, wondering if he wanted to change careers and make wine?
After all, there are many ancient recipes for brewing wine in the sea of consciousness. "Brother Ye, this wine is really amazing. The more you drink it, the more you become more energetic."
Half an hour later, in the Yang family's dining room, the Yang brothers poured the bamboo leaf green residue into Maotai. They disagreed at first, and were shocked after taking a sip.
This wine is really the best, with a clear color, a refreshing aroma and a pure taste. It not only does not hurt your brain when you drink it, but also makes people feel energetic.
Ye Fei smiled: "If you like to drink, drink more, and you will make some for you if you have time."
"Then thank you Brother Ye."
Yang Jianxiong was extremely grateful, and then took out a check and pushed it over: "My doctor's money and wine money, Brother Ye, please accept it with a smile."
Two hundred million.
Ye Fei was stunned: "There are too many."
Yang Jianxiong smiled and said, "You just accept it. If you don't accept it, I guess the old man will beat us to death, and I will beg you in the future."
When Ye Fei smiled and accepted it, Yang Yaodong picked up his phone and looked at Ye Fei, then looked at Ye Fei and said, "Brother Ye, I have a friend who is seriously ill and paralyzed. His condition is a bit critical. I wonder if you have time to take a look?"
He looked at Ye Fei with anticipation.
"It turned out to be your friend, that's my friend."
Ye Fei smiled and said, "I can go and have a look."
I just received 200 million yuan, so I feel embarrassed to refuse.
"No, I'll let them come."
Yang Yaodong smiled and slapped Ye Fei's arm: "Let's continue drinking." Thirty minutes later, the roar of cars sounded at the entrance of the garden, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps.
"Here you come!"
Yang Yaodong dropped his wine glass, stood up with a smile, and greeted him.
Ye Fei was stunned. It was obvious that the person who came was a good person, otherwise Yang Yaodong would not have greeted him in person.
He didn't support himself, but stood up.
Soon, Ye Fei had a group of men and women in gorgeous clothes and a wheelchair in Ye Fei's vision.
Seeing the person in the wheelchair and the woman beside him, Ye Fei's face darkened.