For Wu Xiaozheng, the most important thing for him to come to the provincial capital this time is neither the competition nor the finalization of the opening time of the first branch of Chef Wu's restaurant in the provincial capital, but to get Mi Qinghe.

Time is of the essence.

After the implementation of the restaurant, it will be a sumptuous reception banquet.

This reception banquet is not in the Chinese restaurant of Huatian Hotel, but in the hottest hotel in Changshi, which is also one of the important competitors of Chef Wu Restaurant in the future.

Wu Xiaozheng was very interested in this meal.

It's not that people's dishes are not delicious, but Wu Xiaozheng's mind is not on eating.

According to the plan, after dinner, he will be led by Xiong Guoping to visit Mi Qinghe to see if it is possible to get him done.

If he can't do it tonight, Wu Xiaozheng will only have two choices, one is to stay and continue grinding, and the other is to go back first, and then find another way.

It's a big challenge.

As soon as he had dinner, Wu Xiaozheng drove his own Daben, carrying Xiong Guoping, and under his guidance, went straight to Xiangnan Agricultural University.

After turning around inside Shonan Agricultural University, the car finally came to a dilapidated old building.

Xiong Guoping pointed to this building: "This is the most dilapidated faculty dormitory building of Shonan Agricultural University, it seems to be an old building built in the early sixties, and Mi Qinghe's family of three has been living here." ”

After a pause, Xiong Guoping said again: "This building, all of which are more than 50 square meters of old-fashioned small suites, basically, the teachers with slightly higher qualifications in Xiangnan Agricultural University basically don't live here, and the people who live here are basically new single young teachers." ”

Wu Xiaozheng understood what Xiong Guoping meant, he was describing how miserable Mi Qinghe was.

He roughly calculated, and inferred from the age he and Mi Qinghe had when they met in his previous life, Mi Qinghe should be thirty-five or sixteen years old now.

As an old employee who stayed in school as an experimenter as soon as he graduated, he was treated almost the same as a group of single teachers who had just been assigned, which was indeed not ordinarily miserable.

"And that's not the worst of it. ”

"I heard that about the year before last, his father-in-law passed away, and as a last resort, her wife took her mother over. Since then, his girl has been nesting on the sofa in the living room for more than a year, and it was only this year that she found a stairwell of a few square meters to sleep in. ”

In the past few years, the efficiency of his wife's factory has not been very good, and her salary is often not available, but Mi Qinghe has a little money in his hand, so he can't help but buy wine, so that the elderly have to borrow money from his wife everywhere to see a doctor. ”

For this reason, in recent years, the two of them have been in conflict, his wife is clamoring for divorce, and recently it has even begun a cold war. ”

……

Xiong Guoping told the news he had found out in one breath.

I have to say that in order to help Wu Xiaozheng, Xiong Guoping spent a lot of effort.

Wu Xiaozheng sighed.

can be mixed like this, there is no one except Mi Qinghe.

For Mi Qinghe, his biggest problem is not that he has no ability to make money, but because of his high level, he disdains to make some money.

Regarding Mi Qinghe's high and insistence, because he is not familiar with the specific situation, Wu Xiaozheng cannot comment on it for the time being.

Or can only be judged by touching it first.

Wu Xiaozheng first opened the rear trunk of the car and took out three tightly sealed wine jars from inside.

This is the original puree wine of Xiangshui Distillery, which is new wine, five-year-old, and eight-year-old.

"Brother Xiong, help help. ”

Wu Xiaozheng lifted the big jar by himself, and this jar was full of 20 catties of new wine.

As for the other two jars, they were both five catties.

Walking to the fourth floor, Xiong Guoping opened the door on the right side of Nu with his mouth: "It should be this one." ”

Wu Xiaozheng put down the jar in his hand first.

The house was really dilapidated, and the white-gray walls of the stairwell alone were peeling off piece by piece, and it was black everywhere.

As for the old wooden door of Mi Qinghe's house, the paint on the door has also peeled off in a large area, and it looks dilapidated.

Wu Xiaozheng knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?" said an impatient male voice from the room.

"Do you want wine?"

Wu Xiaozheng replied softly.

The door didn't open at all, and the people inside yelled directly: "Don't, get out." ”

Xiong Guoping shrugged his shoulders towards Wu Xiaozheng, signaling that this was Mi Qinghe's virtue.

Wu Xiaozheng was not in a hurry, and said very calmly: "Puree wine, real puree wine made from pure grain." ”

This statement seems to be valid.

After a sound of kicking and tapping slippers, the door was opened, and an emaciated middle-aged man appeared in the doorway.

Wu Xiaozheng recognized it at a glance, this is Mi Qinghe.

If you talk about the facial contour alone, there is not much difference between the current Mi Qinghe and the Mi Qinghe more than 20 years later, but the image is too different.

More than 20 years later, although Mi Qinghe is still relatively thin, Mi Qinghe at that time was much more magnificent in terms of clothing than now.

Now Mi Qinghe's face is pale and looks like he is malnourished.

He was wearing a torn white vest that looked like he had been wearing for years, and a pair of shorts that were a little overweight, but he was wearing a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

Such an image does not resemble a university teacher at all.

If you go out like this, you can easily be mistaken for a street vendor.

Mi Qinghe stood at the door like this, looked at Wu Xiaozheng, then at Xiong Guoping, and then at a few wine jars on the ground, and asked very unceremoniously: "What do you want to do?"

Looking at this posture, he didn't plan to let Wu Xiaozheng and Xiong Guoping into the house at all.

"I heard that Mr. Mi has a very good set of wine tasting, so he specially sent a few jars of wine for you to taste. ”

Because he didn't know the temperament of Mi Qinghe in this era, Wu Xiaozheng could only speak in a proper manner.

"Not interested. ”

Mi Qinghe threw away a sentence coldly, turned around and wanted to close the door.

Wu Xiaozheng hurriedly stretched out a foot and blocked the door first, before saying, "You have to collect wine with your own money, and now someone will send it to you for nothing?"

Mi Qinghe hesitated again, but still threw out a sentence: "Don't." ”

He wanted to close the door again.

Wu Xiaozheng hurriedly said again: "There is also aging!"

Mi Qinghe hesitated again, and finally let go of the door.

It seems that he still can't resist the temptation of the aging of the original puree wine.

Wu Xiaozheng and Xiong Guoping picked up the wine on the ground and followed Mi Qinghe into his house.

In the small living room of Mi Qinghe's house, a woman in her thirties is knitting a sweater on a wooden sofa of achievement.

As a sign of politeness, Wu Xiaozheng hurriedly greeted the woman: "Hello, sister-in-law, I'm sorry." ”

Who knew that this woman didn't even look at him, but muttered at Mi Qinghe: "It's wine again, I'll drink you to death sooner or later!"

Wu Xiaozheng was stunned.

No wonder Mi Qinghe was able to resist the temptation of the puree wine, and didn't want to let Wu Xiaozheng and them in, it turned out that he was afraid of this person at home.

Just based on what his wife said just now, you know how resentful she is for Mi Qinghe's obsession.

Alas, the difficulty of the mission has escalated again.