In winter, it gets darker than usual.

When Wu Yuan arrived at the township, it was already pitch black.

Only the lights leaking from the jagged faces of the houses on both sides of the road guide passers-by.

Even so, Wu Yuan still stepped on the door of the Fan Family Hotel.

It's not because he knows so much about Fan's Hotel, but because Fan's Hotel is the only private two-story building in the row of bungalows on the roadside.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fan Weimin, who was swallowing clouds and spitting fog with Xiong Gang, hurriedly greeted him, and invited him with a filter cigarette case shaking in his hand: "Boss Wu, coming here today really makes the house shine." ”

Fan Weimin has a harmless national face, and is not only the owner of the hotel, but also the only cook of the hotel.

Such a person looks ordinary.

But Wu Yuan knew that this person was not simple.

Fan's restaurant can stand for five or six years without falling, not because of how superb Fan Weimin's cooking skills are.

It's because Fan Weimin manages the relationship between the township very well and mellowly.

When he encounters those who eat and make white slips, he has the ability to get the account back.

So even though the other restaurants next to it have fallen four or five, Fanjia Hotel is still doing well.

Wu Yuan took the other party's filter, and after some pushing and politeness, he crooked his mouth, blocked the wind, and let the other party help him to point it out: "I have long admired the name of Fan's hotel, and I have long wanted to try Boss Fan's craftsmanship, but unfortunately I used to be poor, but today thanks to the light of a few elders, I have a chance." ”

Fan Weimin waved his hand again and again: "Boss Wu's words are wrong! A young man like you, whether rich or not, the humble house welcomes you. ”

At this time, Xiong Gang came over and said, "Boss Fan is the first self-employed person in our township. ”

Fan Weimin showed a bitter smile and said: "Back then, it was also to support the family, so I had to come out." ”

Wu Yuan praised: "With this courage, it is also suitable for Boss Fan to make a fortune." ”

"Get rich together! Get rich together! ”

When greetings, Fan Weimin welcomed the two into the private room on the second floor, and then hurriedly entered the back kitchen.

In the private room, only Wang Wufu, the head of Xiawei Village, brought by Xiong Gang.

The two sides met, and after lighting a cigarette, Xiong Gang asked, "Didn't you let you come with your father-in-law?" Where is he? ”

"Dad went to invite Lao Xutou, and asked me to come over first."

Xiong Gang nodded: "In a while, your fourth brother-in-law will take the village chief of their village, whose surname is Cheng." In addition, there are Li Fugui branch secretary of Shangwei Village and Li Laomao village head. ”

The teams of the four villages are considered to have arrived.

Wu Yuan got up and said, "I'll go get a box of good wine." ”

Xiong Gang chased out the door: "What kind of wine are you going to get?" ”

"Get a box Moutai?" Wu Yuan does not hide that today's Moutai is not expensive, and with his financial resources, he can afford it completely.

Xiong Gang objected: "It's good to get a bottle of Moutai to try it, don't be all Moutai, and change the others to Shuanggou." ”

Wu Yuan hesitated.

Xiong just pushed him and said, "You just listen to me." ”

Wu Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, and went downstairs to ask.

As a result, I didn't see Fan Weimin himself when I went down to the first floor, and I shouted several times before a female voice responded.

Then an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl with braids walked in from the backyard: "What are you calling my dad for?" ”

"I'll ask what's in the restaurant."

"Then you can ask me."

"There's a double groove, right?"

"Of course, our main product is Shuanggou wine. Do you want better, or worse? Good ......"

"Better, let's have six bottles first. In addition, does Moutai have it? ”

"Moutai has to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy it, but I'm afraid it's closed."

If that's the case, Wu Yuan will have to ride back to get it.

A while ago, he went to a department store to check the situation, passed by the county supply and marketing cooperative, and directly bought a box of Moutai.

It's really too close to the people, and there is no limit to purchase, so he couldn't hold back.

At this moment, Fan Weimin came out of the backyard, and there was a smell of smoke in his speech: "Boss Wu, how much do you want from Moutai?" There are still three or two bottles, but she doesn't know the child. ”

The braided girl was stabbed in the back by Lao Fan, and she was suddenly unhappy, twisted her body, and stomped her feet: "How many times have I said it, people are no longer children!" ”

Fan Weimin pretended to be evil and glared at him, but it didn't work at all.

The girl with braids also glanced at Wu Yuan, so she reluctantly went back to the backyard and continued to pick vegetables.

"Boss Fan, just have a bottle of Moutai. We just try it, and we can't afford to drink too much. ”

Fan Weimin nodded: "Don't worry, I'll let someone send it later." ”

The wine is ordered.

Soon, the cadres and teams from other villages also arrived one after another.

All of them were older than him.

Wu Yuan willingly sat down with his back to the door.

watched the old man and the third brother-in-law being arranged in the upper seat, one left and one right.

So all of you here are human spirits, and none of them are simple.

After smoking a box of plums, Wu Yuan shouted downstairs and called the dishes away.

Soon, the twist braid came up with six cold cabbage.

Walking between the flowing water, my hands and feet are obviously a little rusty.

Wu Yuan saw it, and quickly got up and took a hand, helping to put six plates of cold dishes on the table.

After putting the cold dishes on the table, Wang Wufu, the head of Xiawei Village, who has always been harmless to humans and animals, said slowly: "Bingbing, didn't your father tell you that the food is served with wine first?" ”

The braids were choked by this, and the thin face suddenly couldn't get off the stage.

can only stomp his feet and say hatefully: "People are not called Bingbing, they are called Fan Bing!" ”

Wang Wufu is there: "It's better to listen to Bingbing." ”

Everyone nodded tacitly.

Immediately, Fan Bing moved the double ditch up, and there was a bottle of Moutai white porcelain bottle on it.

As soon as he entered the door, he startled Li Laomao, the village chief of Shangwei Village, who was sitting side by side with Wu Yuan.

Hurriedly got up and rushed over and took down the Moutai white porcelain bottle: "Ouch, I'll drop a good girl, this is Moutai, what if it falls and smashes it?" ”

After speaking, Li Lao Mao hurriedly said, "Bah, what kind of mouth am I." ”

This hand ate and vomited.

It's not that I'm afraid that Moutai will hear it, but I'm afraid that everyone here will feel unlucky when they hear it.

After all, eight cadres from four villages are sitting together for the sake of a common development goal.

Fan Bing didn't squeak.

She is a girl's family, holding a box of double ditches, and she is already a little difficult.

Coupled with Moutai, fine sweat oozed from the tip of the nose.

That's nine cold days.

Rao is like this, Xiong Gang is also a little disliked.

If this wine is served by Lao Fan or his daughter-in-law, it is specified that it will not be brought together.

Start with a case of double groove wine.

When everyone has drunk about the same, a bottle of Moutai will be used as an additive, which will completely push the atmosphere of the banquet to a new height.

In this way, why worry about big things?

Now that everyone has seen Moutai, everyone is eager to try Moutai first.

How can you control the rhythm of this table?

Fortunately, the oldest and oldest Yang branch secretary spoke: "Let's have a drink today, Shuanggou is enough." Then through the taste of Moutai, we can experience the sweetness of the close cooperation and mutually beneficial development of our villages. ”