Shanjian Academy

Chapter 10 Specialty Store

Chapter 10 Specialty Store

"Mom, you have waited for more than ten days, do you still care about waiting for another six days?"

Mu Erya, like her mother Liu Lihua, also believes that Mu Zhengyang will not be able to achieve her goals, but her mentality is not as anxious as her mother Liu Lihua.

"Okay, but let me tell you clearly, don't do anything illegal!"

Liu Lihua felt that according to the normal way, it would be a matter of time before she won the bet, fearing that Mu Zhengyang would have a wrong mind, she specially told her with a tigerish face.

"..., Am I that kind of person?" Mu Zhengyang asked with curled lips.

"Mom, please don't ink, I have to catch the last train!" Mu Erya dragged Liu Lihua down the mountain.

The empty mountain forest has returned to the tranquility of the past, only the sound of wind, birdsong, and whirling leaves...

Mu Zhengyang didn't want to stay in Nanshan Academy because he wanted to be isolated from the world, and occasionally listening to his family's nagging was also very interesting.

The vegetable field on the south slope.

After watering, Mu Zhengyang looked at the tender green seedlings with a very strange expression, "The main stem of the cucumber seedlings is too strong, it looks a bit like a small sapling? There are also tomato seedlings, which are twisted and have long tentacles. There is a trend of vine development, the watermelon seedlings are a little normal, but the leaves are surprisingly large... Did I buy fake seeds? Or is it the effect of the jade bottle?"

"Yangyang, Yangyang... where are you?"

Mu Zhengyang was squatting on the ground deep in thought, when he suddenly heard a thin, penetrating voice, very much like a woman's cry when she was violated.

Mu Zhengyang was so familiar with this voice, he quickly replied towards the mountain, "Dabao, just shout loudly! No one will come to rescue you even if your throat is broken!"

Wu Dabao.

Mu Zhengyang's elementary school, junior high school, and high school classmates weighed 250 kilograms. His father was the deputy head of Shuangtian Township. After graduating from high school, he failed to enter university. During the year, the wind and water were also mixed.

"Hey, Yangyang, are you lonely and unbearable on the mountain? You can flirt with someone like me?"

Wu Dabao had a cropped cut, a big black leather bag creaking in his pocket, and his pink shirt had already been unbuttoned, revealing a white body of fat. Standing on the hillside with his hands on his knees, he finally found it by following the sound. The figure of Mu Zhengyang retorted, sweating profusely and panting.

"You are puffy, your physical strength is not good, I will teach you a few hands another day, and strengthen your body!"

Mu Zhengyang came up from the ground, and smiled at Wu Dabao who was almost half alive.

"Tch, you still teach me? Don't talk about it! Things are done for you, take me to find a place to rest!", Wu Dabao scoffed at Mu Zhengyang's words.

"Come on, go to my yard and drink a glass of water!"

The days are long to come, Mu Zhengyang is not in a hurry, and first takes Wu Dabao back to Nanshan Academy.

Wu Dabao entered the yard and saw Mu Zhengyang's reclining chair, as if meeting an oasis in the desert, he found a suitable posture to lie down comfortably, took out a yellow material bag from his leather bag, and said to Mu Zhengyang lazily. : "Yangyang, here's something for you!"

"Thank you! Drink a glass of water first!"

Mu Zhengyang asked Wu Dabao to help him register a winery, and the bag contained various relevant documents. Wu Dabao not only helped him advance more than 5 yuan, but also settled everything in a short period of time with his own skills.

"Why are you being polite? Your buddy is called Baoye, and getting a certificate is a piece of cake! But what do you think? You gave up the opportunity to go to the provincial government office and ran to this barren mountain to open a winery? The wine industry is currently in a downturn. There is no living space for a small winery, and you asked me to rent Xiuxiu’s house as a facade. I can understand your desire to help Xiuxiu’s family, but her house is too remote, and the flow of people is extremely high. It’s hard to open up other businesses, let alone selling a new wine?”

Wu Dabao took the water offered by Mu Zhengyang and drank it all in one gulp, then frowned and asked Mu Zhengyang again.

"The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, buddy has his own measure!"

Xiuxiu is Mu Zhengyang's deskmate in high school. She is pure and beautiful and has excellent academic performance. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with leukemia in the third year of high school. The family spent all their savings and couldn't keep her. Mu Zhengyang asked Wu Dabao to rent Xiuxiu. Xiujia really meant to take care of him, but before his wine became famous, it was easy to cause many problems in prominent places.

"I said Yangyang, you're still good at reading, who gives you confidence in wine making? Hey, the quality of your water is very good! I just took a sip of refreshing water. Why don't you open a winery? Why don't you give it to me?" Invest in opening a mineral water plant!"

Wu Dabao stared blankly at the scarred wooden gourd spoon as if someone was pressing him from head to toe after taking a bath in a sauna.

"This water is condensed by collecting the essence of the sun and the moon!" Mu Zhengyang smiled.

"dew?"

"Hehe, forget it!"

"You are a bit of a fairy!"

……

Wu Dabao had a lot of things to do, he didn't stay on the mountain for long, and rushed down the mountain after recovering his strength.

the next day.

early morning.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was a hazy mist lingering in the mountains.

Mu Zhengyang quietly went down the mountain with a case of wine on his back, he didn't even go home, and he didn't inform Wu Dabao of the opening today, he just took the mountain road and took the early bus to the county town.

The passengers in the car came from several nearby villages, and they all knew each other, even if they couldn't pronounce their names, they had met each other.

"Yangyang, I heard that you didn't go to be an official in the province, but went to live on Tiannan Mountain?"

When Mu Zhengyang was admitted to the provincial government office, it was big news near Zhangshu Village, and it was also big news when he founded an academy on the mountain later, an uncle in his 50s from a neighboring village asked.

"Yes!"

"It's a pity..."

The uncle had a regretful expression on his face, and the others followed suit.

Mu Zhengyang didn't care about it, and besides, this group of people didn't have any malicious intentions. They found a seat by the window, quietly looked at the graceful green hills, and retreated quickly in front of their eyes!
The shuttle bus passed through the winding and steep mountain road. After arriving at the Shuangtian Township Government, there was a wide asphalt road. After more than an hour, it finally arrived at Xizhong County.

Xizhong County is not big, and Mu Zhengyang studied high school in the county for another three years, and he is very familiar with every corner here. After getting off the bus, he ran through the entire county along the Daxi River, and walked to the willow bank on the edge of the west gate of the county. dam.

There is a tall willow tree every few meters next to Liu'an Dam, and the other side is mostly local residential buildings, and few people choose to do business here.

One of the dilapidated houses in the 90s is Xiuxiu’s house. The main entrance on the first floor is a shop facing the street, and the accommodation has to go up the stairs from the back of the house to the second floor. brand.

Mu Zhengyang opened the door with a key, and there was a row of containers made of aluminum alloy and transparent glass inside, "This container is too long, I only hold more than 100 bottles of wine, and they are still in 150ml..."

(End of this chapter)

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