"Hmm." Lin Duoduo didn't have the strength to chat, so he snorted twice and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was the evening of the next day, Shen Mingci drove back from Dahuangzhuang, and several children were doing their homework downstairs, but they didn't dare to come up to disturb her.

Sleep well and feel refreshed.

After Lin Duoduo washed up, he drank the chicken soup sent by Shen Mingci, and the two chatted about the Rhubarb Zhuang Distillery.

Shen Mingci said, "I talked to Lao Huang, he said that half a month ago there was a pig factory in the commune, who knew that as soon as the pigs were delivered, they got the plague, all of them died, and they owed a lot of loans, but they couldn't pay it back, so they made a decision to raise the price of wine." ”

"In fact, there are many ways to repay debts, and it is not necessary to increase the price of wine, the brick kiln factory in Houshan

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