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Anyway, no matter what, those are just his filial piety to the old man and the old lady. No matter how much he gives, no matter how valuable the gift is, it is already regarded as their own thing, and they can give it to whomever they like, just like before. Over the years, he built a house for the couple, first for Li Dong and later for Li Kuo. The couple could do whatever they wanted. The most important thing was that they could gain a sense of existence from it and feel happy.

A woman pulled a five- or six-year-old boy out of the back room, greeting everyone enthusiastically without any stage fright.

Li Zhaoyun smiled and asked Li He, "These are your siblings, do you know them?"

"This child is getting cuter and cuter." Li He touched the child's head. He had only seen it once or twice during holidays, but he didn't have much impression.

"Here, take it, I didn't buy anything." Li Zhaokun took out a wad of money and stuffed it into the child's hand. Li Zhaohui and Li Zhaoming also took out the money. It was obvious that the three brothers had discussed it in the car early in the morning.

Li Zhaoyun said with a smile, "As long as it's interesting, that's a lot."

She glanced at it casually, and estimated that there were thousands of dollars. She was a little surprised. How could she understand her three brothers? Either he is stingy, he is stupid, or he is unable to do anything worthy of the occasion.

Li Zhaokun said, "No more, that's all."

"Then go on, thank you, uncle." Li Zhaoyun saw that her eldest brother's attitude did not seem to be cheating, so he let the child accept it.

This surprised Li He. Could it be that the past feud was resolved just like that?

Thinking back then, Li Zhaokun had fought with his uncle Huang Manzhu. They had a disagreement at the wine table and got into a fight. That scene and the posture, even if it was said through other people's mouths, Li He could imagine how bloody it was. !

The food was served, but before they were ready to eat, several more people came in. Huang Manzhu introduced them one by one, mainly the director of the winery and the two leaders in charge of sales and finance. After they warmly exchanged greetings with the Li Zhaokun brothers, they hugged Li Zhaokun sat at the top, and then started a long conversation with Li Long beside him.

Li Long kept chatting with them. Seeing that his eldest brother had no intention of talking to them, he stopped introducing them further.

"Mr. Li." Ying Zhibang, the director of the winery, is in his fifties and has a fair face. He touched his big belly protruding from his belt, sighed, and then said to Li Long, "You haven't seen our factory before. Once or twice, this land is big. To be honest, even if the land is sold, the price is more than what I said. I just think that we are familiar with each other. I will take care of you from now on and tell you the truth. If someone else I’m too lazy to say it.”

"Come for a drink." Li Long was already in his thirties and was no longer a young man. Now he was not fooled by this kind of deception. After having a drink with Ying Zhibang, he said with a smile, "You owe the bank so much money. Why didn't you say it?"

Ying Zhibang's face darkened, and then he smiled and said, "It's only four million, which is not a small thing to you."

Li Long said with a smile, "My money is not brought by the strong wind. Director Ying, you know, I come from a scrap collection background. It's all dime and dime. It's not easy."

"That's right, that's right, it's just not what it used to be." Ying Zhibang smiled awkwardly, "What we drink now is the puree wine from our winery, and the taste is no worse than the wine on the market that costs more than ten yuan. !

You know better than me why I can't do it, right? "

"This wine is good, smooth and easy to swallow. I don't feel like I'm getting drunk." As an old drinker, Li Zhaokun gave a fair evaluation. After chewing the peanuts in his mouth, he burped and then continued, "It doesn't stink." taste."

After drinking bad wine, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach and my burps are smelly.

His only criterion for evaluating the quality of wine is whether it makes you feel comfortable drinking it. He and Li Laoer have the same view: any wine that cannot be drunk with peanuts and cucumbers is not a good wine.

Therefore, we never drink red wine.

"You mean that with only five million, you can take over all the winery's equipment and land?" Li He listened attentively and got a rough idea.

“The equipment in our factory was all newly purchased the year before last, and our cellar is very particular. It is an ancient cellar from the Ming Dynasty. It is the oldest existing cellar in the Huanghuai region, the longest in continuous use, and the most complete preservation of Daqu liquor. One of the fermentation cellars, it is said that it is inherited from the old cellar, it is not just nonsense." When Ying Zhibang saw Li He's interest, he immediately became energetic. He did not know Li He very well, but it did not prevent him from hearing a lot about Li He. s legend.

Li He shook his head, "What a pity."

He didn't think Ying Zhibang was bragging. Their area was called "Yingzhou" in ancient times. It was the seat of the Huzi Kingdom in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, Juyang, the capital of Chu in the Warring States Period, and the Ruyin Marquis Kingdom in the early Han Dynasty.

Since the Northern Song Dynasty, the wine town has become famous all over the world.

The history of wine making in Yingzhou can be traced back to the middle period of Dawenkou Culture, 5500-5000 years ago.

During the Tang and Song Dynasties, Yingzhou was extremely prosperous. Ouyang Xiu and Su Dongpo, masters and apprentices, successively served as the prefects of Yingzhou. They combined poetry and wine. Famous works such as "Picking Mulberries" were handed down from generation to generation. They praised Yingzhou for "the people are honest and simple, the water is sweet and the soil is fertile". Good koji is made from pure ingredients, good sorghum (sorghum) is produced from fertile soil, and good wine is made from sweet water.

Regardless of whether the wine is good or not, at least it has something to do with history and culture and can still be packaged.

"If you make this wine seriously, how can you lose money?" Li Zhaokun, an old Jianghu man, didn't understand.

Ying Zhibang sighed and said, "Who can explain this clearly? I was appointed to take over in 1992 when there was a crisis. At that time, it was already in a mess."

Li Long glanced at his brother, and when he saw his brother nodding towards him, he suddenly had an idea in his mind, and immediately changed his attitude, "It's a bit cool to call you factory director Ying. If you don't mind, I'll call you brother." "

"You can't get what you asked for!" Ying Zhibang had no excuse.

"Brother, I have to help you with this!" Li Long said angrily, "From now on, your business is my business!"

"Mr. Li, I'd like to toast you." He knew clearly that what Li Long said was just a show of words, and any talk of feelings was empty, but Ying Zhibang was still overjoyed, as long as things can be done!

At the same time, I also lamented that I had been stalking him for a year, and even after all the talking, it was still not as good as a look from my brother!

After having enough wine and food, Li He did not stay at Huang's house for long. He took a taxi to Zhaodi's place on the pretext of looking for his classmates.

"Why is it always you?" This was the first thing He Zhou said when he saw Li Laoer.

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He, Li Laoer, knows the principles of celestial motion and organic and inorganic reactions. He has elliptical hyperbolas in the front and hybrid biosphere in the back. He can speak English externally and study ancient Chinese internally. He has figured out sequence of numbers, can speak about Ma Zhe, and can trace the origins of the Five Dynasties of China. Thousands of years later, thousands of people have been promoted to Chizhou land and sea. He already knows music, art, computers, and works part-time on the earth to become the richest man. But now, he can't answer his son's question.