Lu Youwu still has something to report to Wu Bin.

"There's finally a cement road to build here in Baishuixi, and it's already being surveyed. My uncle told me that Secretary Zhong personally intervened. ”

Wu Bin nodded: "It's good to have a little power, alas...... Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer. ”

"Today, Secretary Zhong is going to transfer his father to live in our Shitang Village, saying that he wants to save a few dollars. But tomorrow, if he continues to buy tea, it will cost 120,000 pots. Lu Youwu said, "He has already paid 64,000 for a pot of tea today." ”

"Well, a few more customers like this would be enough, one person would be enough to feed us. Wu Bin said.

Lu Youwu was a little anxious: "But...... I'm a little scared. ”

"What are you afraid of? I'm going to slaughter him too hard, and I'm going to make him hold a grudge?"

Lu Youwu nodded.

Wu Bin can understand very well that the idea of the official standard left by the feudal remnants is deeply ingrained in the hearts of rural people, otherwise there would not be the kind of joke that the township chief travels more than the pomp and circumstance of the prime minister.

"I know what you said, let's go first. Wu Bin said.

His mind is now all about winemaking, which is only the first step, and then he will "mix the koji into the jar", "ferment and press", and "clarify the aging".

Uncle Nine has already started the second step of the operation, pouring the rice on the bamboo mat and spreading it out to cool.

Lu Youwu was stunned, he really didn't expect Wu Bin to be so stable, in fact, Secretary Zhong was suffering, and at the same time, he was also tormenting Wu Bin.

Even if he is a relative outsider like Lu Youwu, because he is loyal to Wu Bin, he feels very uncomfortable.

But after all, Lu Youwu is also a practitioner of inner boxing, and "practicing the heart" is also a daily class, after seeing Wu Bin, affected by his calm and breezy attitude, slowly, he also calmed down, and felt that Wu Bin's handling was the most correct.

No matter who he is, the rules of the Xianjian Tea House are written there, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, whether this Secretary Zhong can stand up, whether he can survive it, and what does it have to do with him? Since he is willing to spend this large price, it naturally shows that this Xianjian tea is worth it.

……

Uncle Nine spread out the glutinous rice and said, "It's not hot anymore, you can sprinkle red yeast rice." ”

So Wu Bin immediately ran over like a child and helped him.

Uncle Nine sprinkled red yeast rice once, turned it once, and then sprinkled red yeast rice a second time, using 6~7% of the amount of rice with the amount of koji, and mixed evenly.

While he was working, he talked to Wu Bin: "Xiaobin, I know, now you can do big things, there are some things, it stands to reason that I don't need to say anything, but you have to be forgiving and forgiving......"

Wu Bin was expressionless, as if he didn't understand what Uncle Nine was talking about, and only after the red yeast was mixed evenly did he say: "The cause and effect in the world is not up to anyone at all. When I feel that the opportunity has not come, then I will endure it again, anyway, the wicked have their own wicked people, so I will be this wicked man. ”

"Do you think that surnamed Zhong is a corrupt official, a wicked person?"

"Then I don't know, I'm not from the discipline inspection department, nor the judicial department, but let's just think so, let's take a look. ”

Uncle Nine felt that Wu Bin's words were a bit unfathomable, and he didn't bother to play dumb riddles, so he asked directly, "Then you're really not going to help him?"

"How can I say that? It's just that the cause and effect are not enough, so the opportunity will not come. ”

Uncle Nine felt that Wu Bin's words were full of mystery, and he faintly seemed to dominate people's fate, and couldn't help but worry, would this child be too arrogant and too rigid and easy to break.

"Uncle Nine, don't talk about that, the temperature seems to have dropped, let's hurry up and enter the altar." ”

Uncle Nine touched the rice, nodded, and according to the ratio of 160~170 kg of spiritual spring water per 100 kg of raw materials, the rice after mixing koji was put into the wine jar, stirred evenly, covered, and allowed to be naturally saccharified in the room.

After doing this, Uncle Nine stretched his waist with a tired smile: "Don't say it, Xiaobin, I'm looking forward to this wine." But after this wine is made, are you going to sell it in the teahouse?"

"That's not it. I'm ready to open another winery. I plan to build a new garden on the left hand side of our Baishui Creek instead of the teahouse. The structure of a large courtyard house, connected by a promenade around it, with a patio in the middle, can be used for greenery and rockery......"

Following Wu Bin's statement, Uncle Jiu made up for it and felt that it was a large-scale project: "According to your design, this is more than our existing buildings in Baishuixi, and it can't be done without more than one million." Are you going to use a wooden house?"

"That can't be. The wooden structure is still too fragile to prevent a fire, so I decided to use a frame structure, and the reinforced concrete is still more durable. It's a big investment, for sure, and I didn't say I'd do it now. What's more, Uncle Jiu, do you think that with just this little bit of rice wine, we can make a winery?"

"Well, that's true. At the very least, we need some spirits. ”

"Not really. I don't want this to be a place for drunkards to drink, maybe, let's get some red wine out next, Uncle Nine, are you good at this?"

Uncle Nine smiled: "That's definitely not bad, this is good, the red wine is more high-end, and the money comes faster." However, if we want to make a lot of money to build our teahouse as soon as possible, we need a few more financiers like Secretary Zhong. ”

"Hehe, let him suffer a little, the chance of being wronged is very small. ”

……

The next day, Secretary Zhong really bought tea for his father with 120,000 yuan.

This matter has made a big fuss, and almost everyone knows about the Xianjian Teahouse.

Sure enough, it's a corrupt official, and it's really a rich man. It is not uncommon for a county party secretary to have tens of millions.

Speculations like this are slowly spreading in everyone's minds.

But Secretary Zhong found Wu Bin again in the evening of this day.

This period of suffering really took away a lot of his sharpness. He is no longer the county master who responds to every call, he also has things that he can't ask for, he is just the son of a cancer patient, and he has tried his best to save his father, and now it is difficult to continue.

When he looked for Wu Bin, the first thing he said was: "Boss Wu, I really can't afford your huge tea fee, can I apply for a discount? ”

"Then why did you pay so much money to buy tea for your father?"

"Because of drinking this tea, he feels a lot more comfortable, the pain is not so strong, and he can survive a day and night without even relying on DLD, I think this fairy sword tea is not far from it, even if it is not a panacea. ”

"Hehe, you're a party member, do you believe in any panacea?"

"Facts speak louder than words. ”

"But even if it's discounted, you won't be able to last long under this mechanism of doubling the next day. Wu Bin said.

"There's only so much I can do. Originally, my father also had medical insurance, but this kind of tea fee can't be reimbursed. Alas......"

"Even you don't think you can report it, so it's even more difficult to be an ordinary person. Wu Bin thought of something else.

Secretary Zhong corrected him and said: "That's different, I do things, thousands of eyes are watching, and other people may do whatever it takes to cheat, and if you can't really be reimbursed." ”

"Then Secretary Zhong still cherishes your own feathers more. ”

Although he didn't say it clearly, Wu Bin's meaning was obviously ridiculing him, thinking that he valued his official hat as more important than his father's life.

Secretary Zhong still didn't move, but his tone was a little stern: "It's not that I cherish the black yarn hat on my head, but there are some things that I really can't do." Because if I do something, the consequences will be even more serious, and the impact on society will be even worse!"