Unexpectedly, Gao Fei didn't dodge or dodge, and let Zhao Hanyun punch him in the chest.

The muffled sound of the bang was more shocking than the thunder outside.

Zhao Hanyun was startled and roared, "Why don't you kid hide, it's okay!"

Gao Fei coughed twice and laughed, "Old company commander, let you punch, it's my brother who makes amends to you, you are concerned about my affairs, and I have avoided me so many times, I'm sorry for you!"

Zhao Hanyun grabbed his shoulder and said angrily.

"What nonsense, our buddies, no one can't stand anyone's words, come and sit, if you really plan to compensate me, just drink with me!"

Gao Fei said heartily, "Okay, let's not get drunk and go home!"

The five of them sat down and immediately began to drink.

Zhao Hanyun flew high, they were all massive, and with Master Liu's delicacies and wine, the three of their comrades-in-arms let go of the ruthless irrigation.

After a few rounds, three bottles of liquor bottomed out.

Although Zhao Xianming is also tested for a long time, he immediately became a little weak when he encountered these people drinking like this.

Although Zhang Xuebing can keep up with the rhythm, he still has something to do tomorrow, and he doesn't want to get himself drunk.

After three rounds of drinking, he saw Zhao Xianming's eyes asking for help, and immediately urinated with him.

"Wow......" Zhao Xianming leaned against the wall for a while, and he was about to memorize the menu.

Zhang Xuebing said from the side, "Master Liu's craftsmanship is really good, it's rare, it's rare for him to cook so many dishes!"

This sentence is too effective, comparable to antiemetic, Zhao Xianming immediately covered his mouth.

Zhang Xuebing secretly gave him a thumbs up, a cowman, he held back.

Looking into the distance, the people were drinking happily.

Zhang Xuebing felt that there was no need to go back, Lao Zhao couldn't continue to drink in this situation, so he helped him out of the restaurant, sat under the eaves, and asked the cook to help get two bowls of hot and sour soup to sober up.

Lao Zhao was a little better now, pinching his eyebrows and complaining.

"This liquor is drunk as water, and there is no one left, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, you kid is massive, I don't see the drunkenness!"

Zhang Xuebing said with a smile, "People have been reunited for a long time, we are still outsiders, it's really not suitable for mixing, I didn't drink much, you really have a glass of wine, and you will drink some sobering soup later, and you can sleep in my room at night!" The two were chatting, and after a while, the cook brought fresh and hot and sour soup.

Zhao Xianming smelled the sour and spicy smell and was refreshed, so he took it and poured half a bowl hard, burped, and called it comfortable.

Zhang Xuebing also wanted to keep a clear head, drank a whole bowl of hot and sour soup, and suddenly felt warm in his stomach, the alcohol subsided, and his dizzy head was a lot clearer.

At this time, the night breeze was blowing mixed with a light drizzle, and it was very cool and comfortable to fall on the body, Zhao Xianming drank the remaining hot and sour soup, and said with a hot breath.

"I thought about what you said, and now I have some eyebrows!"

Zhang Xuebing knew that he was talking about those gold, silver and jewelry, and there were not many that he had brought back from the Screw Country, so he could handle it casually.

But in Baihua Village, in the inheritance of the old lady Hua, in addition to silver dollars and gold bars, there are many old antiques and cultural toys.

Although there is room for appreciation in the future of these things, Zhang Xuebing does not plan to keep them all in his hands, and it is better to exchange most of them for cash for turnover.

As for those rubles brought back, they also need to be spent before the end of the year, otherwise they will really become waste paper.

With so many things, it is difficult to sell them in the small city of Luoning, and they can't be sold at a high price, so they can only go to the provincial capital to find a way.

In addition, he learned about Zhang Erdou's grandfather's property information from Mrs. Hua, and Zhang Xuebing was sure to get those things.

At that time, there must be a way to ship.

Zhang Xuebing asked, "Uncle, have you found your way?"

If Lao Zhao has no way here, he plans to contact Chai Yongkun from the Screw Country, after all, they often come back from the Screw Country, and they are locals in the provincial capital, so they must be a bit of a doorway.

"Trouble with another bowl!" Zhao Xianming handed the empty bowl to the cook, turned his head and said to Zhang Xuebing.

"Brother, have you ever heard of the Si Lishan Cultural Play Market?"

Not to mention, when Zhang Xuebing was in the provincial capital, he went to it many times, and he rushed to pick up the leaks back then, but in fact, there was no leakage to pick up at all, and it was not as good as the thrift market in this county.

He frowned and asked, "Is it reliable over there, I heard that the ones sold are all fakes!"

"Why don't you care if he sells fakes or not, you sell things and don't collect things, as soon as you say it today, I think of a distant relative who is playing over there, why don't you take a time to go over and have a look, you will definitely be able to sell some of it!"

To be honest, the water in this line of play is too deep, and I am afraid of encountering fakes when I buy them, and I am afraid that I will not be able to sell them at a high price.

As the old saying goes, "An antique shop will not open for three years, but it will open for three years" refers to the fact that this business pays attention to buying low and selling high.

If you want to buy something worth a dollar, it will cost you at least thirty or fifty, and if you want to sell it, you will be given a penny at most.

Only in this way can merchants guarantee high profits with low trading volumes.

Zhang Xuebing estimated that in addition to the real money and silver, the remaining ones in his hand could be sold for one-tenth of their original value.

If you don't want to eat this kind of loss, you have to eat it, thinking of this, he nodded and said.

"Then please contact Uncle Zhao, I'll go over recently!"

Lao Zhao agreed, and the topic changed and said.

"It's just the two of us at this time, and I'm going to talk to you about the selection of young entrepreneurs......

Although Zhang Xuebing did a lot of business in his previous life, he was already middle-aged and had never participated in this kind of activity at all, and his understanding in this area was blank.

After listening to Lao Zhao, he couldn't help but sigh and said, I thought it was a comparison in terms of financial resources and virtue and reputation, but it turned out that there were so many doorways in it.

First of all, the entrepreneurs who participate in the election should make certain contributions to the county, and secondly, they should have a good reputation among entrepreneurs, and the most important point is where the leaders can see it.

Zhao Xianming stared into the distance in the dark night, as if talking to himself.

"In terms of contribution, the cars and agricultural machinery you donate can be completely dominant, but popularity is your weakness, and you haven't dealt with entrepreneurs in this county until now, right?"

Indeed, it has been less than two months since Zhang Xuebing's rebirth, and the only entrepreneur he has dealt with is Xiao Chenchen, and he has no chance to contact others.

Zhao Xianming said, "As for how to make the leader look at you, I will give you a suggestion, donate those agricultural machinery in advance, make a show, it is best to find a friend in the media, regardless of TV and newspapers to help you blow it......

Zhang Xuebing nodded again and again when he heard this, "This matter is easy to do, I can find a way to do it, just go to the provincial capital, and I will do it by the way, hey Uncle Zhao, you said, is it enough to report on the provincial station?"

"Poof...... Lao Zhao almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "The provincial station is not enough, you plan to let CCTV report on you?"

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Chapter 187: The Door to the Provincial City Free Reading.