The ninth and forty-eighth chapter the origin of the best
Bai Long led Chen Qingyun directly to the wine cellar in the back hill of the winery. Bai Long's office is located in the wine cellar.
"Brother Bai, can you explain to me about the top-quality Liquan puree?" After Chen Qingyun drank the top-quality Liquan puree, a question arose in his mind: The quality of this wine is indeed much better than Liquan puree, how is it possible?
Chen Qingyun came to Sequoia Town this time to solve this mystery.
Liquan puree is the best quality aged wine here. Could it be that this top-quality puree is another old wine that has been stored for more than a hundred years in the Lieyan Mountains?
Bai Long did not rush to answer Chen Qingyun's question, but pulled him to the wine cellar and said excitedly: "Sir, this wine cellar is a treasure given to us by God."
When he came to the wine cellar, Chen Qingyun was shocked: the aura in the wine cellar was richer than that in Feiyun Mountain District of Yizhou. No wonder the quality of the wine had been greatly improved.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Qingyun understood everything.
"The best puree, how many years has it been stored in the cellar?"
"One year of puree is equivalent to ten years of cellaring in Lieyan Mountain. The best puree has been stored for more than three years."
“How big is the production?”
"If it is all sold as the best quality, there will be at least a thousand tons of it every year. If it is blended into Liquan puree, it can produce tens of thousands of tons."
"Great, you go ahead and I'll go inside and take a look."
Chen Qingyun stayed in the cave for more than five hours, frantically absorbing spiritual energy. His mood had improved greatly just now, but the spiritual energy was not replenished. Given this opportunity, Chen Qingyun would certainly not let it go.
After no longer absorbing spiritual energy, Chen Qingyun looked inside and was pleasantly surprised to find that the true energy in the sea of qi, which was originally the size of a rice bowl, had grown to the size of a vegetable bowl. This harvest was really wonderful.
After completing the exercise, strong strength filled his body. In joy, Chen Qingyun concentrated his power on his palms and hit the stone wall with the power of his big stone-breaking palm. There was a dull and loud sound in the cave, and countless stones fell down.
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"It hurts." Chen Qingyun stroked his palms for a while, shook his head and smiled bitterly. No wonder Bai Yunzi said that the physical training effect of Qingweijue was average, and the strength and strength of the body did not match at all.
After walking out of the cave, Bailong was still waiting at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the workers had already got off work, and apart from the security guards, they were the only two people left in the winery.
"Sir, let's go to the town for dinner, or we can settle the matter casually in the factory."
"Let's just have a drink at the factory."
When his spiritual consciousness enveloped the town, Chen Qingyun had already discovered that there were more than a dozen residents who were sick in bed. When they were toasting in the square, they already had something to worry about.
Of course, Bailong's drinking capacity was not much different, and the two drank happily.
Bailong hesitated several times, and finally said with the strength of his wine: "Sir, have you been to the small temple by the Rain God River?"
"What is going on? Can you tell me?" Chen Qingyun also wanted to find out who built the small temple and whether it was dedicated to him.
"When I was in the country of Ha, I wanted to tell the young master, but he disappeared mysteriously." Bailong chuckled and said, "I don't know who built the small temple. I only know that it is the temple where the young master was born."
"How could this happen?" Even though he was mentally prepared, Chen Qingyun was still shocked when he heard this.
"The people of Sequoia will never forget the young master. This is everyone's heart." Bai Long said solemnly: "I often go to offer incense and know that the incense has never been cut off in the temple where the young master was born. Everyone knows it, but no one knows it.
Ti is the son’s birthplace.”
Chen Qingyun originally wanted to tell Bai Long to demolish the small temple by the Rain God River. But thinking of the explosion of the gods, he hesitated for a while and still did not arrange this.
The matter of the small temple was on his mind, but there was still something to be done. When his consciousness surged, Chen Qingyun discovered that there were more than a dozen seriously ill residents in bed in the town.
Make some more contributions.
In the dead of night, a mysterious figure appeared in Sequoia Town, quietly shuttling between residents' homes and Sequoia Hospital, and not leaving until dawn.
The next day, Sequoia Town was in an uproar, and everyone was secretly biting their ears: the worship in the small temple had appeared, and in one night, more than ten people who were seriously ill in bed, waiting for the black and white to take away their souls, turned out to be normal.
Like everyone else, they went out to work.
Since then, the incense in the small temple has become even more prosperous. This is a story for another day.
Chen Qingyun took the first flight back to Yanjing, just in time to catch up with the graduation ceremony of the training class.
The training class has completed. Except for Qiao Gen and Chen Qingyun, everyone else has determined their destination before the completion of the training class. They are all deputy provincial-level practical positions. Of course, there are also several people who have already taken the position before entering the training class.
I worked in a deputy provincial position for a long time.
Chen Qingyun has not determined where he is going, which makes most of the students look much better. After all, these people are all around fifty, more than ten years older than Chen Qingyun.
Since there is no news about his whereabouts, Chen Qingyun is not in a hurry and has plenty of time to arrange his own affairs.
The day after the graduation ceremony was the wedding ceremony of Ding Yong and Liu Yi. Ding Yong was so generous that he invited all his high school classmates to Yanjing.
When Chen Qingyun got the news, high school classmates from all over China gathered at the Liquan Hotel in Ziwei Plaza.
Except for Wei Dao and his wife, Niu Jing, Wu Li and a dozen other people, Chen Qingyun's high school classmates all left Liquan City.
It is not surprising that the top class, which brought together the best students from Liquan No. 1 Middle School, shined in the college entrance examination and went to all over the country after graduating from college.
Ding Yong is the only one among Chen Qingyun's classmates who is still single. His wedding attracted all the classmates. The day before the wedding, everyone had already arrived in Yanjing.
At the age of thirty-four or five, most students' careers have begun to bear fruit and they can show off among their classmates, which is equivalent to returning home in glory.
Not returning wealth to one’s hometown is tantamount to walking around in robes at night. The proud men of the Republic will certainly not do something as stupid as walking in robes at night.
After the graduation ceremony, the principal called Chen Qingyun to the office to talk alone. When he arrived at Liquan Building, the students had already gathered in the multi-purpose hall on the fifth floor.
Ding Yong stayed in Luo Kingdom for a long time and learned Western etiquette. The dinner party in the evening will not be round table style, but Western buffet style.
"I'm just waiting for you. Why are you here? I didn't come until now." Liu Yi stood guard at the door of the hall. When he saw Chen Qingyun coming quickly, he started shouting from afar.
Mrs. Wei Dao, who was also waiting at the door of the lobby, saw Chen Qingyun coming out of the elevator door and arrived at the door in the blink of an eye. She thought she was being deceived.
A few months ago, Chen Qingyun visited Wei Dao's home, and then came out a shocking news: the Public Security Bureau uncovered a gambling den hidden in Ziwei Lake.
Wei Dao was addicted to mahjong, so he stopped gambling.
Mrs. Wei Dao guessed that this incident might be related to Chen Qingyun. This was a big mystery in her heart. She wanted to ask Chen Qingyun personally. After coming to Yanjing, she searched all over the world for Chen Qingyun, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Wu Li was walking among the crowd, twisting his fat body, with a professional smile on his face, and clinking glasses with everyone he met. When he was courting a plump, beautiful young woman with long hair shawl,
Looking back, I saw Chen Qingyun coming in, leaving the young woman behind and running away.
The long-haired young woman who was enjoying Wu Li's compliments saw a slightly displeased look on her face when she saw Wu Li leaving without caring.
"This guy has a kid here. Is he worthy of his flattery?" The young woman said in a bad tone to the male classmate beside her: "Is he Ding Yong's brother-in-law, but he doesn't look like his wife."
The male classmate shook his head: "I don't know. Hey, I heard that all the classmates are here, but Chen Qingyun is missing. I wonder how the number one scholar back then is doing now."
Someone next to him replied: "I know that in S Province, people who work in the officialdom, I heard that they became township heads or something like that ten years ago, and now they should be working at the county level."
"Is it so easy to get around at the county level? I think Ding should be a deputy director." After hearing the discussion about Chen Qingyun, someone else joined in.
"I heard that his family is very rich, and there is so much money that they can never spend it all. I think if his family piles up enough money, they will become a county magistrate."
In the distance, there are a pair of eyes shining with resentment, staring hatefully at Chen Qingyun, who is surrounded by Ding Yong, Wei Dao, Wu Li and others.