Chapter 774: 774
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Not long after the two sat down, the door of the single room was pushed open. The boss's mother came in with a pot of steaming fried chicken.
"Mr. Li, you haven't come to dinner for a long time. Today, when you come, our old Cao cooks himself. This chicken is made by our old Cao himself, which is guaranteed to suit your taste."
The old uncle stood up with a smile, took the porcelain basin in the boss's hand and put it on the rotating table. Then he said, "sister-in-law, please tell brother Cao later and let him come over for a drink. I've been very busy these days. I haven't seen brother Cao for so long. I really miss him."
The landlady nodded with a smile, "you two eat first. I'll tell Lao Cao and ask him to come and give you two drinks."
After the landlady went out, my uncle asked Yang Jing, "what good wine did you bring? Hurry up and open it. I haven't drunk for a week. I'm so greedy."
Yang Jing took out two bottles of Wuliangye from the bag. His uncle grabbed one and looked carefully. He was surprised and said: "I said, Xiao Jing, where did you get Wuliangye in 1974? How can you get this old wine everywhere? Wuliangye in 1974, tut Tut, I've never drunk it since I drank it. Alas, why isn't this wine strong? Is it fake?"
The two bottles of Wuliangye in 1974 that Yang Jing took out are the Yangtze River Bridge Wuliangye, white glass radish bottle and red wine label, but there is really no degree on them. It is inevitable for my uncle to have such doubts.
Yang Jing shook her head reluctantly and said, "uncle, when did I bring you fake wine? This wine is Wuliangye produced in 1974, 60 degrees, but the serious Wuliangye had no degree at that time. If you have seen Wuliangye produced in that era with degree, it is false."
The old uncle smiled and nodded, buttoned off the wax seal, unscrewed the bottle cap, bowed his head, put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and smelled it. Then he became intoxicated and said, "this wine is very good. It hasn't tasted much for so many years. Yang Jing, my uncle was just kidding. Your boy plays with antiques. You haven't drilled so precious antiques. How can Wuliangye be fake?"
Yang Jing smiled and took the wine bottle in his uncle's hand. While pouring wine for him, he said, "if I still take fake wine with you, wouldn't it be a slap in my ear? Uncle, you can drink it. This wine is guaranteed to be all right. It's 100% produced by Yibin Wuliangye distillery."
When the liquor was poured into the white porcelain cup, it obviously turned yellow, and the cup hanging situation was very obvious. Fake liquor could not produce such a good effect.
"Come on, let's go together." my uncle picked up his glass, touched Yang Jing, and took a sip of wine, "good wine! What a good wine! The degree is much higher than Wuliangye now, at least 60 degrees."
"Uncle, this is good wine, isn't it? Wuliangye has been stored for more than 40 years and 60 degrees. You can't take such a bottle these days without fifty or sixty thousand."
"Well, well..." while nodding, my uncle picked up his chopsticks and put a steaming fried chicken into his mouth. He nodded again and said, "yes, it's still that taste. Brother Cao made it himself. The guys in his shop can't make this taste. Come on, Xiaojing, don't be idle. The chicken must be eaten while it's hot."
Yang Jing was not polite either. He grabbed chopsticks, picked up a chicken wing and chewed it.
Although the hotel has a grand name, the imperial dining hall, but its actual scale is not large, and it is still open among the farmers under the canal embankment. It is a small farmhouse restaurant. However, the boss brother Cao's workmanship is really good. He makes fried chicken, stewed goose, dish fish head and spicy bullfrog, which are unique, so there is an endless stream of people who come to eat here every day Absolutely. Moreover, most of the people who come to eat here are real gourmets. Even if the price is expensive and the place is partial, at least 20 cars have to come here every day.
When Yang Jing came back from the holiday when he was in college, his uncle brought him here for dinner once. Since then, Yang Jing has liked the fried chicken and spicy bullfrog here.
After the two men had a crazy meal, they put down their chopsticks.
"Xiaojing, look back and say to Secretary Yang, let the negotiation end as soon as possible. Anyway, the price has already been agreed with the city. This negotiation is nothing more than a formality."
"Well, don't worry about it. I'll contact brother Tao tomorrow and ask him to tell Secretary Yang and arrange a time for us to meet with Secretary Yang." Brother Tao in Yang Jing's mouth is naturally his lobby brother Yang Tao. Years later, Yang Tao transferred to Secretary Yang and began to officially serve as Secretary General of secretary Yang. He has done very well in the past six months. Secretary Yang is at least satisfied with this secretary.
"In fact, I wanted to call Yang Tao directly about it, but I thought it over and thought it would be better to say it through you." my uncle looked at Yang Jing and said.
"Hey, uncle, you think too much. You're not unfamiliar with me, brother Tao. Just tell him about this. You know I'm away all day. In case you can't find me in the future, just tell brother Tao." Yang Jing grabbed some boiled peanuts, peeled off the peanut skin and ate two peanuts.
"HMM." the old uncle nodded, "and what about the funds you have prepared? Once the talks are over here, the next step is to transform the plant. It takes money to dismantle what should be dismantled, change what should be replaced, buy new and buy new. Your uncle, I don't have so much money to do these things."
Yang Jing grabbed the napkin and wiped her hands. Then she took out a black gold card issued by ICBC two years ago and handed it to her. "Uncle, there are 1.4 billion national dollars on this card, which is equivalent to more than 200 million US dollars. Take it first. If it's not enough."
My uncle was not polite, so he took the card directly and said, "it's still your boy. I haven't mixed a black gold card for so many years. Your boy has only been a few years. Take out the black gold card."
Yang Jing grinned, spread out her wallet and said with a smile, "uncle, you like that card. Take it as you like! This is the centurion black gold card of express, this is the centurion black gold card of China Merchants Bank, this is the black gold card of Citibank, and this is..."
"Well, you're giving me eye medicine, aren't you?" my uncle interrupted Yang Jing with a bitter smile, "I'll take this card first. After the company account is established, I'll transfer the money to the company account and then return it to you. Well, also, I'll ask your accountant to come back and sign a loan agreement together. My brothers still have a clear account. We'd better go through all the formalities between our father and son. But there's no interest on this money. Your uncle and I are now In the poor. "
Yang Jing laughed. "Uncle, don't talk to me about interest. It's funny."
"Knowing that your boy is a rich man, the interest should be used to rescue my uncle. It is estimated that the money will not be paid back to you for at least five years, so your boy will have to wait at least five years for me to ask for the money in addition to no interest. I can't afford to pay it in advance."
"Hey, uncle, if you didn't want the money, it would be your nephew's filial piety. As for asking for money, it's impossible. Well, let's stop talking about the mess and go..."
The brother and father just put down the glass. The owner of the restaurant, Cao Ge, came in with a tray. There was a porcelain pot and a Baijiu on the tray.
"Yo, Yang Jing is here, too, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I said a long, I heard your sister-in-law say you're coming. I came here as soon as I finished my work. This is the spicy bullfrog that your father and son like to eat most. I made it myself. And this bottle of wine is the old sorghum wine I've put in for more than 20 years. Try it together."
"I said, brother Cao, come here and take what wine? Why, I don't like brother's wine? I'll tell you, this wine is a good wine brought by Yang Jing today. Wuliangye has been put for more than 40 years. You can try it later."
Old Cao glanced at the bottle of wine on the table and his eyes lit up. Almost none of these people who are both cooks and bosses love wine. Old Cao, who has been a cook for more than 30 years and a boss for more than 10 years, naturally has a good mouth.
"Hey, hey, I'll borrow Yang Jing's light to taste Wuliangye, which has been stored for more than 40 years..."
After Lao Cao sat down, he touched three drinks with Yang Jing. Naturally, he was full of praise for the old Wuliangye.
However, he didn't sit here more. After all, he was familiar with his uncle again. Yang Jing and his father and son were also guests here today. It's natural for Lao Cao, as the boss, to come and offer three drinks, but it wouldn't be the same thing if he sat for a long time.
If Lao Cao left Yang Jing and his father when all the guests left, he would naturally drink as much as he should. But now, if he has been sitting here for a long time, it would be against the rules.
Lao Cao is also an old Jianghu man. Naturally, he understood this truth, so after drinking three drinks and gossiping for a while, he found an excuse to go out.
"Hehe, this old Cao is so enthusiastic that he has to give a bottle of wine whenever he comes. Moreover, although the wine he gives is not high-grade wine, at least it is old wine that has been put for more than ten years. I sometimes wonder how he saved these old wines with his good wine character." The old uncle grabbed the bottle of sorghum wine left by Lao Cao and said with emotion after looking at it.
"In fact, this kind of old wine for more than ten or twenty years is also common. Now many liquor stores carry old wine with them, but they just don't know the details of true and false. If you can find a franchise store with deep knowledge, you can still buy old wine there for a long time, but the grade is not high. It's estimated that Lao Cao bought those old wines in this way." Yang Jing said.
The old uncle shook his head and said nothing.
Yang Jing asked, "uncle, how long do you think it will take to clean up the factory? When you can officially produce, how long will it take? I'm ready to pull orders for you."
The old uncle shook his head and said, "don't worry. The most important task now is to completely take over the national cotton factory. After taking over, there are still many things such as sorting, adjustment and personnel arrangement. If you want to officially produce, I guess it will take half a year. It was estimated that you couldn't produce a year ago, but you can't get next year."
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Not long after the two sat down, the door of the single room was pushed open. The boss's mother came in with a pot of steaming fried chicken.
"Mr. Li, you haven't come to dinner for a long time. Today, when you come, our old Cao cooks himself. This chicken is made by our old Cao himself, which is guaranteed to suit your taste."
The old uncle stood up with a smile, took the porcelain basin in the boss's hand and put it on the rotating table. Then he said, "sister-in-law, please tell brother Cao later and let him come over for a drink. I've been very busy these days. I haven't seen brother Cao for so long. I really miss him."
The landlady nodded with a smile, "you two eat first. I'll tell Lao Cao and ask him to come and give you two drinks."
After the landlady went out, my uncle asked Yang Jing, "what good wine did you bring? Hurry up and open it. I haven't drunk for a week. I'm so greedy."
Yang Jing took out two bottles of Wuliangye from the bag. His uncle grabbed one and looked carefully. He was surprised and said: "I said, Xiao Jing, where did you get Wuliangye in 1974? How can you get this old wine everywhere? Wuliangye in 1974, tut Tut, I've never drunk it since I drank it. Alas, why isn't this wine strong? Is it fake?"
The two bottles of Wuliangye in 1974 that Yang Jing took out are the Yangtze River Bridge Wuliangye, white glass radish bottle and red wine label, but there is really no degree on them. It is inevitable for my uncle to have such doubts.
Yang Jing shook her head reluctantly and said, "uncle, when did I bring you fake wine? This wine is Wuliangye produced in 1974, 60 degrees, but the serious Wuliangye had no degree at that time. If you have seen Wuliangye produced in that era with degree, it is false."
The old uncle smiled and nodded, buttoned off the wax seal, unscrewed the bottle cap, bowed his head, put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and smelled it. Then he became intoxicated and said, "this wine is very good. It hasn't tasted much for so many years. Yang Jing, my uncle was just kidding. Your boy plays with antiques. You haven't drilled so precious antiques. How can Wuliangye be fake?"
Yang Jing smiled and took the wine bottle in his uncle's hand. While pouring wine for him, he said, "if I still take fake wine with you, wouldn't it be a slap in my ear? Uncle, you can drink it. This wine is guaranteed to be all right. It's 100% produced by Yibin Wuliangye distillery."
When the liquor was poured into the white porcelain cup, it obviously turned yellow, and the cup hanging situation was very obvious. Fake liquor could not produce such a good effect.
"Come on, let's go together." my uncle picked up his glass, touched Yang Jing, and took a sip of wine, "good wine! What a good wine! The degree is much higher than Wuliangye now, at least 60 degrees."
"Uncle, this is good wine, isn't it? Wuliangye has been stored for more than 40 years and 60 degrees. You can't take such a bottle these days without fifty or sixty thousand."
"Well, well..." while nodding, my uncle picked up his chopsticks and put a steaming fried chicken into his mouth. He nodded again and said, "yes, it's still that taste. Brother Cao made it himself. The guys in his shop can't make this taste. Come on, Xiaojing, don't be idle. The chicken must be eaten while it's hot."
Yang Jing was not polite either. He grabbed chopsticks, picked up a chicken wing and chewed it.
Although the hotel has a grand name, the imperial dining hall, but its actual scale is not large, and it is still open among the farmers under the canal embankment. It is a small farmhouse restaurant. However, the boss brother Cao's workmanship is really good. He makes fried chicken, stewed goose, dish fish head and spicy bullfrog, which are unique, so there is an endless stream of people who come to eat here every day Absolutely. Moreover, most of the people who come to eat here are real gourmets. Even if the price is expensive and the place is partial, at least 20 cars have to come here every day.
When Yang Jing came back from the holiday when he was in college, his uncle brought him here for dinner once. Since then, Yang Jing has liked the fried chicken and spicy bullfrog here.
After the two men had a crazy meal, they put down their chopsticks.
"Xiaojing, look back and say to Secretary Yang, let the negotiation end as soon as possible. Anyway, the price has already been agreed with the city. This negotiation is nothing more than a formality."
"Well, don't worry about it. I'll contact brother Tao tomorrow and ask him to tell Secretary Yang and arrange a time for us to meet with Secretary Yang." Brother Tao in Yang Jing's mouth is naturally his lobby brother Yang Tao. Years later, Yang Tao transferred to Secretary Yang and began to officially serve as Secretary General of secretary Yang. He has done very well in the past six months. Secretary Yang is at least satisfied with this secretary.
"In fact, I wanted to call Yang Tao directly about it, but I thought it over and thought it would be better to say it through you." my uncle looked at Yang Jing and said.
"Hey, uncle, you think too much. You're not unfamiliar with me, brother Tao. Just tell him about this. You know I'm away all day. In case you can't find me in the future, just tell brother Tao." Yang Jing grabbed some boiled peanuts, peeled off the peanut skin and ate two peanuts.
"HMM." the old uncle nodded, "and what about the funds you have prepared? Once the talks are over here, the next step is to transform the plant. It takes money to dismantle what should be dismantled, change what should be replaced, buy new and buy new. Your uncle, I don't have so much money to do these things."
Yang Jing grabbed the napkin and wiped her hands. Then she took out a black gold card issued by ICBC two years ago and handed it to her. "Uncle, there are 1.4 billion national dollars on this card, which is equivalent to more than 200 million US dollars. Take it first. If it's not enough."
My uncle was not polite, so he took the card directly and said, "it's still your boy. I haven't mixed a black gold card for so many years. Your boy has only been a few years. Take out the black gold card."
Yang Jing grinned, spread out her wallet and said with a smile, "uncle, you like that card. Take it as you like! This is the centurion black gold card of express, this is the centurion black gold card of China Merchants Bank, this is the black gold card of Citibank, and this is..."
"Well, you're giving me eye medicine, aren't you?" my uncle interrupted Yang Jing with a bitter smile, "I'll take this card first. After the company account is established, I'll transfer the money to the company account and then return it to you. Well, also, I'll ask your accountant to come back and sign a loan agreement together. My brothers still have a clear account. We'd better go through all the formalities between our father and son. But there's no interest on this money. Your uncle and I are now In the poor. "
Yang Jing laughed. "Uncle, don't talk to me about interest. It's funny."
"Knowing that your boy is a rich man, the interest should be used to rescue my uncle. It is estimated that the money will not be paid back to you for at least five years, so your boy will have to wait at least five years for me to ask for the money in addition to no interest. I can't afford to pay it in advance."
"Hey, uncle, if you didn't want the money, it would be your nephew's filial piety. As for asking for money, it's impossible. Well, let's stop talking about the mess and go..."
The brother and father just put down the glass. The owner of the restaurant, Cao Ge, came in with a tray. There was a porcelain pot and a Baijiu on the tray.
"Yo, Yang Jing is here, too, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I said a long, I heard your sister-in-law say you're coming. I came here as soon as I finished my work. This is the spicy bullfrog that your father and son like to eat most. I made it myself. And this bottle of wine is the old sorghum wine I've put in for more than 20 years. Try it together."
"I said, brother Cao, come here and take what wine? Why, I don't like brother's wine? I'll tell you, this wine is a good wine brought by Yang Jing today. Wuliangye has been put for more than 40 years. You can try it later."
Old Cao glanced at the bottle of wine on the table and his eyes lit up. Almost none of these people who are both cooks and bosses love wine. Old Cao, who has been a cook for more than 30 years and a boss for more than 10 years, naturally has a good mouth.
"Hey, hey, I'll borrow Yang Jing's light to taste Wuliangye, which has been stored for more than 40 years..."
After Lao Cao sat down, he touched three drinks with Yang Jing. Naturally, he was full of praise for the old Wuliangye.
However, he didn't sit here more. After all, he was familiar with his uncle again. Yang Jing and his father and son were also guests here today. It's natural for Lao Cao, as the boss, to come and offer three drinks, but it wouldn't be the same thing if he sat for a long time.
If Lao Cao left Yang Jing and his father when all the guests left, he would naturally drink as much as he should. But now, if he has been sitting here for a long time, it would be against the rules.
Lao Cao is also an old Jianghu man. Naturally, he understood this truth, so after drinking three drinks and gossiping for a while, he found an excuse to go out.
"Hehe, this old Cao is so enthusiastic that he has to give a bottle of wine whenever he comes. Moreover, although the wine he gives is not high-grade wine, at least it is old wine that has been put for more than ten years. I sometimes wonder how he saved these old wines with his good wine character." The old uncle grabbed the bottle of sorghum wine left by Lao Cao and said with emotion after looking at it.
"In fact, this kind of old wine for more than ten or twenty years is also common. Now many liquor stores carry old wine with them, but they just don't know the details of true and false. If you can find a franchise store with deep knowledge, you can still buy old wine there for a long time, but the grade is not high. It's estimated that Lao Cao bought those old wines in this way." Yang Jing said.
The old uncle shook his head and said nothing.
Yang Jing asked, "uncle, how long do you think it will take to clean up the factory? When you can officially produce, how long will it take? I'm ready to pull orders for you."
The old uncle shook his head and said, "don't worry. The most important task now is to completely take over the national cotton factory. After taking over, there are still many things such as sorting, adjustment and personnel arrangement. If you want to officially produce, I guess it will take half a year. It was estimated that you couldn't produce a year ago, but you can't get next year."
Not long after the two sat down, the door of the single room was pushed open. The boss's mother came in with a pot of steaming fried chicken."Mr. Li, you haven't come to dinner for a long time. Today, when you come, our old Cao cooks himself. This chicken is made by our old Cao himself, which is guaranteed to suit your taste."The old uncle stood up with a smile, took the porcelain basin in the boss's hand and put it on the rotating table. Then he said, "sister-in-law, please tell brother Cao later and let him come over for a drink. I've been very busy these days. I haven't seen brother Cao for so long. I really miss him."The landlady nodded with a smile, "you two eat first. I'll tell Lao Cao and ask him to come and give you two drinks."After the landlady went out, my uncle asked Yang Jing, "what good wine did you bring? Hurry up and open it. I haven't drunk for a week. I'm so greedy."Yang Jing took out two bottles of Wuliangye from the bag. His uncle grabbed one and looked carefully. He was surprised and said: "I said, Xiao Jing, where did you get Wuliangye in 1974? How can you get this old wine everywhere? Wuliangye in 1974, tut Tut, I've never drunk it since I drank it. Alas, why isn't this wine strong? Is it fake?"The two bottles of Wuliangye in 1974 that Yang Jing took out are the Yangtze River Bridge Wuliangye, white glass radish bottle and red wine label, but there is really no degree on them. It is inevitable for my uncle to have such doubts.Yang Jing shook her head reluctantly and said, "uncle, when did I bring you fake wine? This wine is Wuliangye produced in 1974, 60 degrees, but the serious Wuliangye had no degree at that time. If you have seen Wuliangye produced in that era with degree, it is false."The old uncle smiled and nodded, buttoned off the wax seal, unscrewed the bottle cap, bowed his head, put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and smelled it. Then he became intoxicated and said, "this wine is very good. It hasn't tasted much for so many years. Yang Jing, my uncle was just kidding. Your boy plays with antiques. You haven't drilled so precious antiques. How can Wuliangye be fake?"Yang Jing smiled and took the wine bottle in his uncle's hand. While pouring wine for him, he said, "if I still take fake wine with you, wouldn't it be a slap in my ear? Uncle, you can drink it. This wine is guaranteed to be all right. It's 100% produced by Yibin Wuliangye distillery."When the liquor was poured into the white porcelain cup, it obviously turned yellow, and the cup hanging situation was very obvious. Fake liquor could not produce such a good effect."Come on, let's go together." my uncle picked up his glass, touched Yang Jing, and took a sip of wine, "good wine! What a good wine! The degree is much higher than Wuliangye now, at least 60 degrees.""Uncle, this is good wine, isn't it? Wuliangye has been stored for more than 40 years and 60 degrees. You can't take such a bottle these days without fifty or sixty thousand.""Well, well..." while nodding, my uncle picked up his chopsticks and put a steaming fried chicken into his mouth. He nodded again and said, "yes, it's still that taste. Brother Cao made it himself. The guys in his shop can't make this taste. Come on, Xiaojing, don't be idle. The chicken must be eaten while it's hot."Yang Jing was not polite either. He grabbed chopsticks, picked up a chicken wing and chewed it.Although the hotel has a grand name, the imperial dining hall, but its actual scale is not large, and it is still open among the farmers under the canal embankment. It is a small farmhouse restaurant. However, the boss brother Cao's workmanship is really good. He makes fried chicken, stewed goose, dish fish head and spicy bullfrog, which are unique, so there is an endless stream of people who come to eat here every day Absolutely. Moreover, most of the people who come to eat here are real gourmets. Even if the price is expensive and the place is partial, at least 20 cars have to come here every day.When Yang Jing came back from the holiday when he was in college, his uncle brought him here for dinner once. Since then, Yang Jing has liked the fried chicken and spicy bullfrog here.After the two men had a crazy meal, they put down their chopsticks."Xiaojing, look back and say to Secretary Yang, let the negotiation end as soon as possible. Anyway, the price has already been agreed with the city. This negotiation is nothing more than a formality.""Well, don't worry about it. I'll contact brother Tao tomorrow and ask him to tell Secretary Yang and arrange a time for us to meet with Secretary Yang." Brother Tao in Yang Jing's mouth is naturally his lobby brother Yang Tao. Years later, Yang Tao transferred to Secretary Yang and began to officially serve as Secretary General of secretary Yang. He has done very well in the past six months. Secretary Yang is at least satisfied with this secretary."In fact, I wanted to call Yang Tao directly about it, but I thought it over and thought it would be better to say it through you." my uncle looked at Yang Jing and said."Hey, uncle, you think too much. You're not unfamiliar with me, brother Tao. Just tell him about this. You know I'm away all day. In case you can't find me in the future, just tell brother Tao." Yang Jing grabbed some boiled peanuts, peeled off the peanut skin and ate two peanuts."HMM." the old uncle nodded, "and what about the funds you have prepared? Once the talks are over here, the next step is to transform the plant. It takes money to dismantle what should be dismantled, change what should be replaced, buy new and buy new. Your uncle, I don't have so much money to do these things."Yang Jing grabbed the napkin and wiped her hands. Then she took out a black gold card issued by ICBC two years ago and handed it to her. "Uncle, there are 1.4 billion national dollars on this card, which is equivalent to more than 200 million US dollars. Take it first. If it's not enough."My uncle was not polite, so he took the card directly and said, "it's still your boy. I haven't mixed a black gold card for so many years. Your boy has only been a few years. Take out the black gold card."Yang Jing grinned, spread out her wallet and said with a smile, "uncle, you like that card. Take it as you like! This is the centurion black gold card of express, this is the centurion black gold card of China Merchants Bank, this is the black gold card of Citibank, and this is...""Well, you're giving me eye medicine, aren't you?" my uncle interrupted Yang Jing with a bitter smile, "I'll take this card first. After the company account is established, I'll transfer the money to the company account and then return it to you. Well, also, I'll ask your accountant to come back and sign a loan agreement together. My brothers still have a clear account. We'd better go through all the formalities between our father and son. But there's no interest on this money. Your uncle and I are now In the poor. "Yang Jing laughed. "Uncle, don't talk to me about interest. It's funny.""Knowing that your boy is a rich man, the interest should be used to rescue my uncle. It is estimated that the money will not be paid back to you for at least five years, so your boy will have to wait at least five years for me to ask for the money in addition to no interest. I can't afford to pay it in advance.""Hey, uncle, if you didn't want the money, it would be your nephew's filial piety. As for asking for money, it's impossible. Well, let's stop talking about the mess and go..."The brother and father just put down the glass. The owner of the restaurant, Cao Ge, came in with a tray. There was a porcelain pot and a Baijiu on the tray."Yo, Yang Jing is here, too, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I said a long, I heard your sister-in-law say you're coming. I came here as soon as I finished my work. This is the spicy bullfrog that your father and son like to eat most. I made it myself. And this bottle of wine is the old sorghum wine I've put in for more than 20 years. Try it together.""I said, brother Cao, come here and take what wine? Why, I don't like brother's wine? I'll tell you, this wine is a good wine brought by Yang Jing today. Wuliangye has been put for more than 40 years. You can try it later."Old Cao glanced at the bottle of wine on the table and his eyes lit up. Almost none of these people who are both cooks and bosses love wine. Old Cao, who has been a cook for more than 30 years and a boss for more than 10 years, naturally has a good mouth."Hey, hey, I'll borrow Yang Jing's light to taste Wuliangye, which has been stored for more than 40 years..."After Lao Cao sat down, he touched three drinks with Yang Jing. Naturally, he was full of praise for the old Wuliangye.However, he didn't sit here more. After all, he was familiar with his uncle again. Yang Jing and his father and son were also guests here today. It's natural for Lao Cao, as the boss, to come and offer three drinks, but it wouldn't be the same thing if he sat for a long time.If Lao Cao left Yang Jing and his father when all the guests left, he would naturally drink as much as he should. But now, if he has been sitting here for a long time, it would be against the rules.Lao Cao is also an old Jianghu man. Naturally, he understood this truth, so after drinking three drinks and gossiping for a while, he found an excuse to go out."Hehe, this old Cao is so enthusiastic that he has to give a bottle of wine whenever he comes. Moreover, although the wine he gives is not high-grade wine, at least it is old wine that has been put for more than ten years. I sometimes wonder how he saved these old wines with his good wine character." The old uncle grabbed the bottle of sorghum wine left by Lao Cao and said with emotion after looking at it."In fact, this kind of old wine for more than ten or twenty years is also common. Now many liquor stores carry old wine with them, but they just don't know the details of true and false. If you can find a franchise store with deep knowledge, you can still buy old wine there for a long time, but the grade is not high. It's estimated that Lao Cao bought those old wines in this way." Yang Jing said.The old uncle shook his head and said nothing.Yang Jing asked, "uncle, how long do you think it will take to clean up the factory? When you can officially produce, how long will it take? I'm ready to pull orders for you."The old uncle shook his head and said, "don't worry. The most important task now is to completely take over the national cotton factory. After taking over, there are still many things such as sorting, adjustment and personnel arrangement. If you want to officially produce, I guess it will take half a year. It was estimated that you couldn't produce a year ago, but you can't get next year."
