At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Heng Shiran left Da Chi's house.
The room behind him was silent, with village captains and commune leaders lying all over the floor, like a car accident scene.
Because they had just won a battle, everyone was in a very high mood today and couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.
Under the influence of alcohol, a group of old guys who were about to die suddenly felt that they could do it again, and formed a malicious group to find Chu Heng with wine glasses, hoping to avenge their shame.
Looking at the group of strange old men surrounding him with sinister smiles, he was so frightened that he trembled.
What should we do if three or five people drink to death?
And then... nothing more.
Someone who didn't know what it meant to respect the elderly and love the young once again taught them how to behave and let them know what it means to have people outside the world and heaven outside the world.
It's just that the price is too heavy. I estimate that these people may have to change their drinking habits for a long time in the future, and may even stop drinking.
"Why bother? Why bother?"
After pouring five or six kilograms of wine into the warehouse, Chu Heng rode out of the village as if nothing happened. Seeing that it was getting late, he did not go to Qiushan Reservoir. He hummed a song and smoked a cigarette, and wandered back to the winery.
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Without the random interference of the publicity team, the atmosphere in the winery became more relaxed. Everyone no longer worried about this and that, they just worked hard and worked hard for the same goal.
The mountains and construction sites are full of busy people.
Standing on the small slope and looking around at the ever-changing winery, Chu Heng felt hot in his heart.
Soon.
Soon I will be able to go home and sleep with my pretty, fair and tender wife!
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Wang Zhuoran also acted very quickly.
Just when Old Man Tang was waiting for the village cadres and commune leaders of Daxindian to commit suicide, he asked the organizers to find the head of Penglai Security Section who was sharpening his knives and preparing to go to Daxindian for revenge.
The bosses were first severely criticized at the meeting, and then warned them not to go to the winery to mess around again. In the end, they even killed the chicken to scare the monkey and casually learned from the many mistakes made by Qiao Yong and Shi Long.
I took a few out and sent people inside.
All the heads and heads were immediately silent, not daring to have any other ideas.
Then on the next day, the senior official Wang rushed to Daxindian with a group of confidants, preparing to go and plead guilty.
But I didn't expect it, but it came to nothing.
After eating at around six o'clock in the morning, I went to Qiushan Restaurant to go fishing!
It is true that Wang Zhuoran came here today to find Chu Heng, but what he wanted to say was not that he had to meet him. If he just called him back, it would be too deliberate, and it would be annoying and self-defeating.
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So he could only sigh with disappointment in his heart, pull Lu Yansong with a look of remorse, first apologized, and then discussed the follow-up treatment, and promised that those people would not come again in the future.
At the same time, he also sent his capable general Xiao Wang to station at the winery to protect them.
Then he talked about increasing the supply share of daily necessities to the winery and setting up a supply and marketing cooperative. He declined Lu Yansong's invitation to stay with them for dinner and went to Daxin Store, intending to teach those cowards a lesson.
Baotian's captain and secretary Kong Chuan.
After Chu Heng came back from fishing and learned about the situation, his impression of Wang Zhuoran instantly increased greatly.
We don’t care what the other party’s motives are, at least the attitude is good.
We have to appreciate it!
So, the next morning, he went to Penglai in person with a double red stick, and treated the other party to a meal to express his gratitude.
Since then, this farce has come to an end.
The winery was finally able to continue production safely.
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The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed quietly.
After such a long period of busy work, the planting work in the vineyard is finally coming to an end. There is only a small piece of land left, and these grape seedlings will be planted. If everything goes well, it will only take one morning.
So, in order to reward the hard-working members, Chu Heng worked hard early in the morning to catch two fat pigs sent by the teams in Qiu Shan Store, and prepared to cook a pig-killing dish for the members on the last day.
Have a good meal and thank them properly.
"Ouch!"
In the open space in front of the house, two fat pigs were tied up with five-colored stripes. Maybe they realized something, and they lay on the ground and screamed in misery.
There is a makeshift earthen stove next to it. There is a blazing flame in the stove and a large pot of water vapor, which is used for hair removal later.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
Chu Heng stood impatiently on the big stone in the open space with his hands on his hips, looking towards the direction of the winery, waiting for Che Xiaobao to go to Mulangou to hire the pig butcher.
After fishing for more than ten days in the wind and sun at the reservoir, his face turned darker than Bao Gong. People who didn't know thought he had suffered a lot these days.
"Coming, coming!"
At this time, a young man standing next to him suddenly raised his finger excitedly and pointed into the distance.
Chu Heng raised his eyes and saw Che Xiaobao speeding towards here on a bicycle, with a thin old man in the back seat.
The old man's surname was Zhang. He was an old butcher and had worked in the guerrillas.
Before liberation, he killed Japanese soldiers, and after liberation, he killed pigs in the team. The nature of the work was very different.
"It's really impressive. It took me half an hour to invite someone!"
He glanced at his watch and saw that it was already almost eight o'clock. He frowned displeased and was very dissatisfied with Che Xiaobao's work efficiency.
Fortunately, there is still enough time.
A few moments.
Che Xiaobao brought people back, and then a group of young and strong members began to kill pigs under the command of Old Man Zhang.
They first put a pig on a makeshift table made of wooden boards. Five or six people worked together to hold the fat pig tightly. Old man Zhang slowly came to the table with a cigarette in his mouth and took out a cigarette from his waist.
He held a polished butcher's knife and glanced casually at the pig's neck with squinted eyes.
Just for a moment, Chu Heng seemed to feel a strong murderous aura from the old man's bright eyes!
Immediately afterwards, the sharp knife in the old man's hand stabbed out like lightning, and stabbed it into the pig's neck with a 'puff' sound, and then quickly pulled it out. The next moment, large spurts of hot blood spurted out, and the man who had already been holding the basin in his hands spurted out.
A woman waiting nearby caught her.
This pig's blood is a good thing. I'll add some leftover ingredients and steam it in the pot later, and it will be a good delicacy.
"Ouch!"
The fat pig screamed even more miserably, but soon died out.
After the first pig was completely out of breath, Old Man Zhang poured some boiling water on the pig, directly used the butcher knife in his hand to remove the pig's hair, then opened the intestines and guts, removed the water, and removed the meat. The whole process was done without a single knife.
It's superfluous, but it can be said to be flowing like clouds and flowing water, pleasing to the eye and the eyes, and it feels like the technique is close to the Tao.
Chu Heng loved watching this and felt very relieved. He stood aside and watched for a long time. It was not until a few invited captains arrived that he reluctantly accompanied them into the room to talk.
