Chapter 135: Enter Li Mountain with the White Wolf
(Thanks to Brother Qiu Zhiguang for the reward...and Brother Big Head Ghost who loves sleeping for his monthly ticket...)
Fang Rui turned around to leave. He also had to rush to get some eels, chickens, and room for side dishes to send to the restaurant.
But Liu Fumin stopped him, "Xiao Rui, how is the sales of old man's wine in your friend's restaurant?"
"Yes, it's quite popular." Fang Rui rarely drank, so he didn't pay much attention to the wine in the restaurant. Now that he heard Liu Fumin asked about it, Fang Rui suddenly remembered it.
In fact, the wines made by Liu Fumin are really popular in the country, and they have been unanimously praised by most of the guests after drinking them. As for the story about the friend restaurant, Fang Rui made it up, and he didn't want to let it go.
The villagers, who were accustomed to holding on to one-third of an acre of land and working hard, knew that if they opened a restaurant in partnership with others in the city, it would cause a sensation.
"Oh, don't all the people in the city drink Maotai Wuliangye Shenma? It's so expensive, it costs hundreds of millions per bottle. How much is the wine we brew with local methods worth?
Can it be popular? Hey, Xiao Rui, tell me, how popular is our wine?" Liu Fumin became interested, looked at Fang Rui expectantly, took out the cigarette bag and rolled it up
Dry tobacco.
"Have I told you, old man, that the tongues of city people and country people are all made of flesh, and their taste is nothing more than sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty? You still don't believe it...and you really think that the most expensive things in this world must be
Good stuff, especially in the area of tobacco and alcohol. Many of them are actually hyped up through advertisements. Those businessmen are seizing on the mentality of officials and rich people who want to save face... As for yours
How popular is wine? How do you put it? In this way, the customers who drank yesterday deliberately came to order wine today, and many customers came to the restaurant and didn’t even eat the food. They just drank and you made wine.
Where's the wine." Fang Rui didn't observe the reaction of the wine carefully, so he could only make nonsense first, forget it, as long as it is popular and sought after.
"Look at you, you talk so much about flying airplanes, but you only drink our wine and food without eating. This is not good. Drinking on an empty stomach is harmful to your stomach and body. You have to eat something first to calm your stomach..." Liu Fumin thought after hearing this.
Feeling happy, he took out his old-fashioned gasoline lighter, lit a dry cigarette, and took a nice puff.
"Haha, did I say it was popular? You didn't believe it at first. By the way, if you didn't mention this, I forgot about it. Here, here is your drink money." Fang Rui took out a bunch of red bills from his pocket and clicked.
He took out ten cards and stuffed them into Liu Fumin's hand. The money for the drinks has not been settled in the restaurant yet, but let it go. It doesn't matter whether it is done sooner or later. The key is to make the Party Secretary confident and let him see it.
Only by reaching a grander hope can he have greater motivation.
"Why, why is there so much? How on earth did you calculate this number, Xiao Rui?" Liu Fumin took the money with trembling hands, it was a thousand yuan. This was a few acres of responsibility land that he had worked so hard to manage.
, an amount that can only be earned in two crops of rice, and it also depends on God's face. God can only have a good face. If he turns his back and refuses to recognize others, no matter how he tries to manipulate him, it will be useless.
"Hey, does one kilogram count as your thirty yuan? Your wine weighs almost two hundred kilograms, which is six hundred yuan. The remaining four hundred yuan is the deposit given to you. Uncle, you have to brew it quickly.
Otherwise I have to take back the money." Fang Rui said with a smile. Fang Rui didn't finalize the price with Liu Fumin at first, he just said it would be at least ten yuan, and the shochu brewed by farmers in Xiaotai'er Village is something like that.
Yes, it only costs three or four yuan per pound.
"Uh-huh, thirty bucks a pound?" Liu Fumin was so shocked that he had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't even know he was smoking. After that, he made a catchphrase that followed the trend of the times.
"Thirty yuan per catty is just the current price, and it may go up a lot in the future." Fang Rui said, the current selling price of Liu Fumin's wine is more than seventy yuan per catty, but according to
In terms of the quality of this wine, Fang Rui feels that the price is too low, and it is not easy to brew this wine Liu Fumin, so the price will go up sooner or later...
"Can it still rise?" Liu Fumin's cigarette fell to the ground, and he was even more surprised.
"Hey, old man, just wait and count the money." Fang Rui laughed.
"That's great..." Liu Fumin rubbed his fists and looked like he was obsessed with money, but he turned around and walked back into the house.
"Old man, why are you going?" Fang Rui said depressedly, why did Liu Fumin have a good conversation and just said he was leaving? Is it possible that he is really a money man?
"Brew wine... How can you make money if you don't make wine? Hey!" Liu Fumin turned around and grinned with a few blackened teeth.
"Don't just focus on quantity and abandon quality, otherwise no one will want it for three yuan a pound." Fang Ruihan warned the old man.
"I know, don't you worry about your old man's work?"
Liu Fumin responded and quickly turned back from his room. He was holding a few large cold potatoes in his hand and handed it to Fang Rui.
There’s not much to show for it, but these cold potatoes are quite pleasant to grow, so you can try them out.”
"Old man, you are really good at growing sweet potatoes. Look at this big one, I'm afraid it weighs four or five kilograms, and these ones must weigh more than ten kilograms." Fang Rui was not polite, and took it over and talked about the two at home.
The girl and Murong Qian Yu Lijiao were delighted with the juicy, white and tender things. They took them back just in time for them to eat. Besides, when the old man took his own chicken and eel, was he too polite?
"Oh, he looks so good, but he attracts thieves." Liu Fumin sighed inexplicably.
"How do you say this?" Fang Rui said in a daze. Thinking of the last time he and his group stole vegetables, Fang Rui had a hunch that the first thief Liu Fumin mentioned was him.
"At least twenty or thirty of the sweet potatoes in the field have been stolen. I don't know which of the monkey cubs have evil intentions. If you want to eat them, please tell us. Why are you doing this secretly?" Liu Fumin said helplessly and angrily.
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"Uncle, where is your home?" Fang Rui felt more and more that this was the right thing.
"It's the largest cold potato field next to Xiaoshi Mountain at the back." Liu Fumin said.
"Oh, then you have to go to that field when you have time. You may not be able to catch the thief." It was really the field where I took Lao Bian and the others to, and I stole other people's sweet potatoes.
The boss is still giving a few to himself. Fang Rui is so sweaty in his heart. But Fang Rui feels strange again. It took only four of him last time to steal a dozen of them, but there were no traces of theft in the field before.
Well, why did Liu Fumin say that there were twenty or thirty missing? Then where did the other ten or twenty go?
"I want to go around. I don't want to catch the thief. He's from the same village. If I catch him, I can't do anything to him. I just want to see who is so bold and dares to do anything to this party secretary's land."
You are lawless and do things that are just a compromise." Liu Fumin twitched his nose, feeling quite indignant at being offended.