Time flies, and it’s mid-January 1969 in a blink of an eye.
In less than a month, the business of the pigeon market in the crushing yard has stabilized despite ups and downs.
Cen Hao's thrift store basically maintains a profit of about 200 yuan every day. Du San's butcher shop has the best business, with a turnover of between 3,000 and 3,500 yuan. Wan Xiaotian's grocery store is also in the same area.
More than 1,500 yuan.
Similarly, Chu Heng also received a lot of good things. There are more than 300 fine antiques alone. The most valuable of them is a Han Dynasty jade figurine. If it were to be auctioned by later generations, it would cost more than 100 million.
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In addition, there are more than 4,000 pieces of cultural relics, some jewelry and more than 30 kilograms of gold bars.
Now Chu Heng looked at the new items added every day in the portable warehouse. In the future, except in museums, it was rare to see treasures, and sometimes he would wake up from his dreams with laughter.
At the same time, the ice cellar that Chu Heng asked Du San to build was also completed with overtime work. This ice cellar can currently put more than 50,000 kilograms of meat in at a time, which is enough for them to sell it for a month.
He, a billionaire, finally no longer has to be a delivery boy every three or two days...
On this day, the morning light was faint and the weather was fine.
Chu Heng, who didn't go to Pigeon Market last night, sat up from the bed refreshed.
It was late winter now, and even if there was heating in the room, it was still a bit cold in the morning. He quickly took the clothes and hung them on the bedside, then turned to look at his wife who had one long snow-white leg exposed outside the quilt, and shook his head to her.
Cover yourself with quilt.
Ni Yinghong has always been dishonest when sleeping and often kicks herself under the quilt. She has been like this after being married for several years.
Then Chu Heng got out of bed gently, put on his clothes and pants, and took the toiletries to the bathroom.
When he finished washing and came out, his eldest cousin was standing in the backyard patio practicing the moves, each move carrying the murderous intention of killing people.
Since she started working, the murderous spirit in this girl has become stronger and stronger. So far, she has crippled almost thirty criminals.
"Hey, brother-in-law!"
Seeing him, Duan Fengchun immediately stopped his movements and invited him expectantly: "How about practicing two moves?"
"Pull him down quickly, I will kill you in my hands!"
Chu Heng ran away without looking back. Last week, he wanted to fight his eldest cousin twice on a whim. To his surprise, he just tried two moves. He punched and kicked, and he was lying on the ground. Now his ribs are
Xiao Ni and Qin Jingru had a self-help meal for three days.
Soon Chu Heng returned to the bedroom. Ni Yinghong, who was about to wake up, was awakened by the sound he made after he came in. She opened her eyes and looked at her pleasing man. She squinted and smiled sweetly: "Why did you get up so early today? Something happened.
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"A batch of second- and third-class red wines produced by the winery for domestic sales have been delivered. I have to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs later." Chu Heng put down his things and walked forward, sat down next to her, and smiled as he drank the cold wine.
He put his palm on his wife's cheek and said, "It's quite cold outside today. Please wear more clothes."
"Oh, cool!"
Ni Yinghong exclaimed and swatted his hand away, and rolled her eyes at him. Then she leaned up under the quilt a few times, rested her head on her husband's lap, and stayed with him for a while, then finally
Get up from bed and go wash up.
It didn't take long.
After the family had breakfast, Chu Heng, Ni Yinghong, and Qin Jingru came out of the house together. One person drove out of Banchang Hutong in a car.
When he arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it was only around 7:30. There were only two people in the project team office, Qian Ding and Ren Yiping. One was eating steamed buns and the other was nibbling on steamed buns.
"Hey, team leader, have you eaten?"
Seeing him come in, Ren Yiping handed over his lunch box with a smile: "Want one? Pork and green onions."
"This is mutton, do you want to try it?"
Qian Ding also generously pushed the buns placed in the lunch box on the table: "I went to Huguo Temple to buy them early in the morning, they are delicious!"
"You guys can eat, I've eaten here." Chu Heng found a place to sit down and asked Qian Ding: "Where is the batch of red wine?"
Qian Ding quickly swallowed the bun in his mouth and said, "Put it in the warehouse over at the dormitory."
"Is there no problem?"
"Don't worry this time. I personally took people to pick up the goods last night. As soon as I got on the car, those grandsons didn't steal a bottle!" Qian Ding sneered again and again. He had been complaining about the red wine being stolen last time.
I was still upset about the matter, and I had already given eye drops in front of my boss several times.
"That's good." Chu Heng smiled and nodded, then asked: "How many bottles are there in total?"
"Fifty-three thousand and eight," Qian Ding said.
"Oh, so many!" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Team leader."
At this time, Ren Yiping on the side asked curiously: "These wines are all unplanned, where should we sell them?"
As we all know, China is still in the period of planned economy, which means that production and distribution will be planned in advance. For example, for red wine, the superiors will plan the production indicators for this year or this quarter according to the situation, and then assign the tasks to lower-level units for implementation.
Production, and once produced, will be distributed uniformly.
Due to the special nature of this batch of red wine from Chu Heng and others, it was not included in the plan at all. Not even the winery was included in the plan, so these wines could not enter places that sell alcohol, such as grocery stores or department stores.
"I'm not sure about this yet. I'll wait until I finish talking to the leader." Chu Heng raised his hand to look at the time, then stood up and went to his place to dig out an enamel jar, made himself a jar of tea, and then drank the tea.
, while chatting with them about the mountains.
When it was almost time to go to work, he got up and came out of the office and walked outside Boss Meng's office.
At this moment, Mr. Meng had just arrived and was sitting in the room looking at today's schedule.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
He put down his schedule, raised his head and looked at the door, saying, "Come in."
"Squeak!"
Chu Heng opened the door and walked in.
Boss Meng's face suddenly became serious. This grandson didn't kick the door abnormally today, so something must have happened!
"Busy? Leader." Chu Heng stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"What are you holding back, kid?" Meng Huazhi looked at him warily.
"Tsk, how come you, such a big leader, are so full of filthy words!" Chu Heng sat down on the chair in front of the table and said with a playful smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm looking for you just because of the red wine sent by the winery.
Didn't I tell you last time that I plan to sell it ourselves and ask you to get a approval slip? Have you got it?"
"So that's what happened." Meng Huazhi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, then opened the drawer, took out a document bag and threw it over: "It has been done a long time ago. I almost had a fight with the leader because of your approval note!"
"Oh, you've worked hard, you've worked hard." Chu Heng hurriedly opened the document bag and took out the documents inside and took a look.