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Chapter 019 We Are All Civilized People

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Perhaps it was Wang Ruilin's words that made the old man realize that the high school student in front of him was a person who really knew how to drink, or it might be due to other reasons. In short, after Wang Ruilin said those words, the old man's attitude was obvious. It has eased a lot, at least the pole has been put back to its original place.

"Why are you so sure that there must be old wine in my house?" The tense muscles on the old man's face eased, and his tone became much calmer. "At your age, you probably haven't drunk wine yet?"

"Would you believe me if I told you that I grew up in a wine vat since I was a child?" Wang Ruilin keenly caught the changes in the old man's facial expression, and his tone relaxed accordingly. Influence, I have been very interested in wine since I was a child, and my grandfather was the technical backbone of Chenguang Winery!"

For all the people in Lijiang Street and even Jiangrong County, there is almost no one who does not know about Chenguang Distillery, especially those born before the 80s, who have a feeling of being unclear about Chenguang Distillery.

As a star enterprise in Jiangrong County, Chenguang Distillery had more than 300 employees in its heyday, and even the county party secretary's personal approval note could only buy two boxes of wine at most. It can be seen that Chenguang Distillery The original glory.

However, with the rapid development of the modern economy, the Chenguang Winery was gradually eliminated. Over the years, many leaders have come, but the situation of the Chenguang Winery is getting worse day by day.

Wang Ruilin's generation has never experienced the glory of Chenguang Winery at all, but Wang Ruilin's grandfather Wang Changhe often talked about the glorious past of Chenguang Winery when he was a child, which left a deep mark on Wang Ruilin's heart .

Although Wang Ruilin's family has gradually reduced the number of times they went back to their hometown over the years, Wang Ruilin still remembers the things that his grandfather Wang Changhe talked about since he was a child. There used to be a glorious Chenguang Winery in Jiangrong County!

"Oh?" Hearing what Wang Ruilin said, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Your grandfather was also an employee of Chenguang Winery? What's his name?"

"My grandfather's name is Wang Changhe. According to him, he was laid off in 1991." Wang Ruilin replied with a smile.

"Wang Changhe... Oh, I remembered!" The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, then slapped his thigh and said, "Back then, your grandfather was the deputy head of the third production team of the winery, and his wine-making skills are amazing! "

"Oh? Master, do you know my grandfather?" Wang Ruilin smiled sincerely. The relationship between the two has also been drawn closer because of this kind of past that I don't know how many years ago. Wang Ruilin is also striking while the iron is hot.

"How could I not know each other?" The old man laughed and said, "At the beginning, there were more than 300 people in the winery, and they were divided into 34 groups in nine categories, including raw material group, production group, bottling group, and cellar group. The team leader and a deputy team leader, there are only about [-] people in the whole factory, who doesn't know them!"

"Hehe, it seems that the uncle still remembers the past very clearly!" Wang Ruilin said with a smile from the side: "My grandfather often mentioned the winery. Now that he is over 70 years old, he still can't let it go."

"Who can let it go." The old man seemed a little lonely sighed, shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet... By the way, you are here to buy wine from me Right?"

"Well, yes." Wang Ruilin heaved a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile and said: "The elders in the family don't like to drink those canned wines, but like the original home brewed wine. As a junior, I naturally have to find a way to honor them. "...

In fact, Wang Ruilin did not lie, if he bought this batch of baijiu, he would first add various medicinal materials to soak it, and when the medicinal power was fully evaporated, he would inject heaven and earth spiritual energy to seal it up for later use.

Apart from his own enjoyment of these spiritual wines, the elders in the family would naturally also benefit from them. It's just that Wang Ruilin would not use the original wine to pay homage directly. Blending it would be more conducive for ordinary people to absorb spiritual energy and medicinal power.

Hearing Wang Ruilin's answer, the old man obviously didn't intend to get to the bottom of it. Instead, he looked at Wang Ruilin a little strangely and said, "It's a good thing to be filial, but it's a pity... I can't sell this wine for the time being."

"Why?" Wang Ruilin, who was thinking about how to pay for the wine, looked up at the old man in some surprise, and asked in confusion, "Master, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?"

"I won't sell this wine, no matter how much it costs for the time being." The old man shook his head. Although he tried his best to control his emotions, his face showed an involuntary look of indignation, and said, "A group of blood-sucking The bastard is eyeing the wine in my house, if I sell the wine now, then I will be stealing and breaking the law knowingly, and you, at the very least, will be charged with buying and selling stolen goods!"

"What?!" For a moment, Wang Ruilin couldn't believe his ears, and he asked in a daze, "Master, this wine...you made it yourself?"

"Of course I made it myself!" The old man nodded resolutely without hesitation, "My family was a well-known wealthy family back then, and I still have the receipts for buying grain. Many old people in Chenguang Winery know this. thing!"

"Uh..." Wang Ruilin settled down and asked again: "Since you paid for this wine yourself, how could it be..."

"Hey, with a mouth that eats people but doesn't spit out bones, doesn't it mean that black is black, and white is white?" The old man sighed, sat down on the moss-covered stone slab at the door, and slowly told Wang Ruilin about the whole thing. The ins and outs of things.

In the end, the old man was still a little proud, and he said happily, "That day, I made a copy of the grain purchase receipt and took it to that little bastard for comment. He tore up my receipt directly, but I still have it here There is the original! Hahaha..."

The old man's laughter was very hearty, but Wang Ruilin felt awkward hearing it, how much resentment and anger were in this laughter!

"Master, what do you mean, if Chenguang Distillery admits that you brewed this batch of wine, you won't sell it?" Wang Ruilin asked the old man thoughtfully, "If I can How to solve this problem?"

"What did you say?" The old man sitting on the slate stood up suddenly, with a suspicious look on his face, "Boy, I can tell you that although the Chenguang Winery is not working, the factory guard team has been working hard all the time. They're all there!"

"Does he have a factory guard team? What is he doing to me?" Wang Ruilin smiled mysteriously, and said confidently: "In this day and age, it's not just relying on the factory guard team to keep safe, and it's not all about violence to solve problems." Didn't he make things difficult for you? Then I'll reason with him, the food is too ugly, but there will be retribution!"

"Then remember not to fight." The old man said a little worriedly: "The people in the factory guard team all graduated from some school, and they will die if they fight fiercely!"

"Do it?" Wang Ruilin smiled calmly, and said gracefully: "What age is it, can a problem that can be solved with fists still be considered a problem? Don't worry, sir, we are all civilized people, and I never fight."

He secretly added in his heart, "When the prince makes a move, he usually dies or is maimed. The prince doesn't bother to do such things that can't be put on the table!"

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