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"Sorghum wine is about to expire. It's cheap, 35 yuan a catty."

As for the question of difference, it is a bit difficult for Yang Zhen to answer. Pick out the licensed products first and then negotiate the price, which is Yalang's ability to eat.

Although a general tooth shop is small, there must be a handle at the helm on the way of operation, such as bucket heads, money pots, wine handles, medicine shopkeepers, etc. The unique skills of handles are kept secret and only passed on to disciples.

In the past, Zhang Shuyu was the owner, because of his good temper, he took advantage of answering questions. After many years of hard work in business, he has accumulated half a pot of kung fu. Of course, experts can't win, but it is more than enough to fool laymen.

To put it bluntly, Quan Wei doesn't know how to pick, but such a blunt explanation can't be said with Yang Zhen's character. He is worried that he can't escape from reality temporarily, and Quan Wei's question is in his favor.

When mentioning his old profession, Yang Zhen had a strange look in his eyes, and couldn't help talking more: "It's normal to be different, the wine distilled in the same steamer, the taste of the front, middle and back sections There is a difference when it comes out of the pot, adding changes in containers, storage, temperature, and time, one pot is divided into ten jars, and it is possible that ten jars are different."

Quan Wei sniffed the rim of the bowl, and what came into his nostrils was a mild aroma. He said in disbelief, "The one born by that mother is not so bad, right? The sorghum wine sold at his house is not cheap. I’ve bought them all, it’s not the same taste as you, you know wine, right? I’m going to suspect that the boss is an amateur.”

Yang Zhen didn't expect to invite him to drink, and even gave the boss a pot to drink. He said ironically, "It's nothing. If someone else does business, cheating customers is cheating yourself in disguise. You just think I'm lucky. In other places The place is unlucky, so I went here to find a replacement, and I met a pot of craftsmanship."

In fact, his 5 catties of wine were not scooped in the big vat in the store at all, but in the boss's warehouse.

The vats of this distillery are filled with blended wine, and most of them are also in the warehouse, but there is also a small amount of blended wine.

The raw materials for blending are puree wine and edible alcohol, and blending is to use different levels of puree wine to blend and reduce the degree, so the taste is very different.As for the reason why there is no price difference, the blended wine is troublesome to make and the storage time is short, so it is basically not sold to the outside world.

Yang Zhen was able to touch other people's secrets because he believed that a store could stand upright and must have a unique skill. He went in and found out some problems, and then flattered two people. Give him some private goods.

Quan Wei doesn’t agree with his business experience very much. The wicked people who do business these days are really wicked. There are not a few news stories that run away after a wave, but Yang Zhen has a big heart. He has learned it again. He is confused and bad. Mention, and still have the mind to save people and take care of the gap caused by his shopping, Quan Wei immediately felt that Yang Zhen might be a bit of a virgin.

"Holy Mother's Heart" sat across from him, saw that Quan Wei was drinking slowly, so he stopped waiting for him and poured a bowl on his own.

Quan Wei himself is not humble, and he also has opinions on others being modest. He looks like a sharp and discerning person: "You just said it clearly and logically. If you understand it, you understand it. I won't find fault with others."

Yang Zhen's thoughts were ruthlessly pierced, so he had to lower his eyelids to hold the bowl, reach out to clink glasses with Quan Wei, and honestly said: "I understand a little bit."

They have known each other for more than three months, but they each regarded themselves as strangers, and neither of them asked about each other's affairs. Today it was cake and wine that broke Yang Zhen's barrier, but it was a similar experience that provoked Quan Wei. When he asked questions, he was natural and fluent, and he didn't have the slightest sense of distance in his heart that "it's none of my business".

Regarding the fact that Yang Zhen was selling vegetables among the Queen Mother and the others, Quan Wei always had a feeling of being out of place. He was particularly puzzled when he heard the words: "Then why don't you just sell wine? Wine can make money faster than vegetables."

Yang Zhen laughed and said: "How can money be so easy to earn? Let's not talk about the principal. I need to have channels to sell wine. I don't have the source of goods, storage, sales, customers, and reserves. What should I use to sell?"

"You can earn as much money as you want. There is no way to reach the sky in one step. There is a kind of no capital, that is, the salesperson in the liquor section of a big supermarket. I know this, but to be honest, if it is all sales, then I might still Choose a real estate agent."

Can write and draw, knows wine and can sell vegetables. Although his skills are not closely related to the IT boom, and some are too down-to-earth, he has become the No. 1 seller in the domestic vegetable market for more than a month, and he sounds assertive in every aspect. Quan Wei knocked down bowls with him, feeling a little admiration in his heart: "You know a lot, who taught you all this?"

Father, Uncle Zhao, wine handle style, scale head, sample seller, Pi Chazi... Most of the older generation in Kuyu City have been his tutors.

Many people's faces flashed through Yang Zhen's mind, but some of them were blurred, and he might never have the chance to re-remember them. Jiu Jin shouldn't have gone up so fast, but Yang Zhen felt a rush of heat. Straight to the face, he quickly lifted the bowl, drained it and put it on his face.

He said softly: "There are quite a lot of people who taught me. I will tell you when I have time later and my mind is clearer."

Quan Wei didn't feel that he was trying to evade this time, because he saw Yang Zhen being soaked in water with his own eyes, so he said "yes" gently, and after a moment of silence, he was a bit of sympathetic concern after all: "Next ……what's your plan?"

Yang Zhen shook the empty bowl in his hand twice, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I, I haven't thought about it yet. This brother Pi came so suddenly, I don't know how they found it, and this person , it feels more difficult to speak than his previous family."

Quan Wei added 1 to the last sentence in his heart.

He met that fat-faced Hong brother once in a bar, and he didn't know much about it, but Liang Pijun, a piece of trash, had been with them for more than a year, and he hadn't seen him for so many years. He was beaten to death or imprisoned, but who knows, he will come back in a show of power.

In addition to pressing people's heads into the water, Liang Pijun also has many tricks, hanging people upside down, not letting them eat or sleep, putting a swimming ring on them in winter, throwing them into the river, pulling them back and throwing them out... ...Quan Wei doesn't know if the methods of rubbish have been upgraded after all these years.

But I don't want to know, if Yang Zhen doesn't seek death, he will have to live a miserable life.

But as far as their current friendship is concerned, it is far from enough for Quan Wei to wave his hand and give Yang Zhen hundreds of thousands of debts for no reason. After taking a sip, he said without thinking: "Is it uncomfortable to have your head soaked in water? Do it again, can you still bear it?"

His tone was a bit light, different from the usual indifference and jokes, Yang Zhen's eyes trembled, and Fuzhi thought to himself of Pi Ge's words about that friend.

Quan Wei's heart is actually very good, but it seems a bit arrogant. If a person climbs out of the abyss of usury and can still live so proudly, then what's wrong with him?

Yang Zhen looked at the person opposite, and suddenly felt as if he had been beaten into a tube of chicken blood. His internal organs became lighter, he took a breath, and said boldly: "Carry it! If you don't carry it, my life will be over."

Inexplicably, Quan Wei felt a kind of comfort from someone who had been there: "It's fine to get through it."

Seeing his old-fashioned appearance, Yang Zhen felt that he was a bit like his grandpa's generation, and the strength of alcohol rushed up one after another, slowly gathering heat in his heart.

In fact, he really wanted to ask how Quan Wei's family got rid of the usury, but he didn't dare after all, because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the atmosphere of getting along would be restored to its original state.

Quan Wei's family, Yang Zhen, has been in contact with him. He was so nervous that he would lure usury to the vegetable market. It is not difficult to guess that his parents were the most frightened by this matter, so it goes without saying that the elegant Luo Jiayi's right hand is self-evident.

A hero talks about drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk, but unfortunately Yang Zhen is not a hero, and less than 5/2 of the 5-jin jug has gone, so his state is a bit like muddy mud.

But he still had a little consciousness left, so Yang Zhen hiccupped face down, and looked at his watch again, it was around 11:20, almost lunch time, he sat up quickly, and asked Quan Wei if he had finished his drink.

Quan Wei hadn't had a drink for a long time, and sat opposite him to accompany him, and said "um".

Yang Zhen reached out and took the empty bowl opposite, and stacked it with his own. After twisting the wine pot, they put them together on the center of the table, and the cake was placed on the edge of the table alone.

After finishing all this, he stood up with empty hands, and suddenly bowed to Quan Wei, but because he drank too much, he bowed a little bit to and fro, and spoke in a nonsensical manner.

"I never realized that now, you have helped me a lot for free. Except, except for verbal expression, I have nothing to do for you... for you. I am afraid that it will be difficult to pay off the favor I owe you. In my current situation, I'm not too embarrassed to draw... Dabing, I promise to repay you in the future, if the fate is shallow, this may be the last time we meet, but, but thank you, Quan Wei."

I will remember you.

Yang Zhen straightened up, carefully picked up his cake, and smiled at the dozen or so swaying powers in front of him: "I've wasted your time, my family must be waiting for you, I'll show you off for a while."

He left the table as he said that, Quan Wei glanced at the things left on the table, stood still and said: "Don't you want the wine and the bowl?"

Yang Zhen blinked his eyes many times in a row, thinking he was awake, but he was already blurred. He said mockingly, "I can't take it with me. I'm running, so I can't have too much luggage."

Quan Wei put his hand on the handle of the jug and said, "Then give it to me, I think this wine is quite fragrant."

Yang Zhen originally wanted to say that this wine is mediocre, you like baijiu and I can find you a good one in the future, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was a bad check for Zhang Yao, so he swallowed it back and just said "please" With this movement, he shook again, the cake touched the palm of his left hand, and immediately covered his hand with cream.

Quan Wei sighed, left the chair, but grabbed his arm with his hand: "Just like you, you fell to the ground in two steps, and I will have to help you then, I thank you but forget it It's best not to go back to the place where you live for the next two days, just find a B&B in this alley today and wake up from the wine, is it right?"

It was the first time Yang Zhen heard the dialect version of "Is it okay?" He nodded his head knowingly. He was a little unsteady, but he couldn't make a mistake counting the money. He said he could, but Quan Wei didn't believe him at all, and pretended to be Advocate to take him into a hotel.

Yang Zhen declined once, and after being ignored, he didn't insist again. He was a little afraid that the cake would be thrown to the ground by himself.

When Quan Wei turned around and asked Yang Zhen for his ID card, he paused for a moment, didn't say anything, and turned back to drive for two nights with his own ID card.

The room is on the first floor, not too far from the front desk, Quan Wei can just send it here, Yang Zhen is not on the spot at all, pointing to the phone and said to him: "It will be after dinner in a while, please go back, stay I will send it to you via WeChat later."

Quan Wei didn't think about this at all, he just did his best, and he didn't know why he still didn't want to leave, maybe it was because Yang Zhen said that he would never see him again.

What else can he do if he doesn't leave?Quan Wei thought to himself, could it be possible to send Yang Zhen to the room?Then what?Will he come out and go home by himself?There is no need for this, it is a long way to go back and forth.

But Quan Wei felt that he couldn't just leave like this. He and Yang Zhen looked at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly put the jug on the table at the front desk, reached out his hand to feel for a bunch of keys from his pocket, and took a small white key from it. Hang down.

"This is for you, it's nothing to pretend to use, and you can defend yourself in any situation. Press the circle on the head and turn it around, and a small arrow will pop out. You don't need to turn the circle clockwise, and the arrow will retract by itself. Yes, pvc ones can pass the security check."

Yang Zhen took a look and found that it was a small object with the length of a little finger, which looked a bit like the king in the current chess game, but the one sitting on the top was not a cross, but a small screaming chicken.

He looked at the chick with the wrong color, and suddenly remembered Quan Wei's house in Happy Garden. When Yang Zhen lived in it, all the wind and rain hadn't hit yet.

Yang Zhen followed a step unconsciously, and blurted out: "Quan Wei, if I rent a house in the future, can I still find you?"

Quan Wei turned around after giving it away, Wen Yan turned around at the top of the steps, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, I'll give you a 88% discount."