Not long after the two of them sat down, the door of the single room was pushed open, and the boss's wife walked in with a steaming basin of fried chicken.

"Mr. Li, you haven't come to have a meal for a long time. Today, when you come, our old Cao cooks in person. This chicken is made by our old Cao, and it is guaranteed to suit your taste."

The uncle stood up with a smile, took the porcelain basin from the boss's hand and placed it on the turntable table, and then said, "Sister-in-law, you will tell Brother Cao later and let him come and have a drink. I have been very busy these days. I haven't seen Brother Cao for such a long time, so I really miss him a little."

The boss nodded with a smile, "You two eat first, I'll tell Lao Cao now and let him come over and toast you two for two wines."

After the boss's wife walked out, my uncle asked Yang Jing: "What good wine are you bringing? Hurry up, open it, I haven't drunk for a week, I'm so greedy."

Yang Jing took out two bottles of Wuliangye from the bag, and my uncle snatched one over and looked carefully. Then he said in surprise: "I said Xiaojing, where did you get Wuliangye from 1974? How could you buy this old wine everywhere? Wuliangye from 1974, tsk, I have never drunk it since I drank it. Alas, why is this wine not of the degree? Could it be fake?"

The two bottles of Wuliangye from 1974 that Yang Jing took out are the kind of Yangtze River Bridge brand Wuliangye, white glass radish bottle, and red wine label, but there is really no degree on it, so it is inevitable that my uncle has such doubts.

Yang Jing shook his head helplessly and said, "Uncle, when did I bring you fake wine? This wine is Wuliangye produced in 1974, at 60 degrees, but the serious Wuliangye at that time had no degree. If you had seen Wuliangye produced in that era, it would be fake."

The uncle nodded with a smile, took off the wax seal, unscrewed the cap, lowered his head and put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it, then he said intoxicatedly: "This wine is very good. After so many years, it hasn't tasted much. Yang Jing, my uncle was just kidding. You guys are playing with antiques. You have never missed such precious antiques. How could this mere Wuliangye be fake?"

Yang Jing smiled and took the bottle from his uncle's hand, poured wine for him and said, "If I drink with you, I will still take fake wine, wouldn't that be a slaughter? Uncle, just drink it. This wine is guaranteed to be 100% produced by Wuliangye Wine Factory in Yibin."

The wine was poured into a white porcelain cup and it turned yellow. Moreover, the cup was hanging very obvious. The fake wine could not have such a good effect.

"Come on, let's go." My uncle picked up the wine glass, touched Yang Jing for a while, and then took a sip of the wine. "Good wine! What a good wine! The degree is much higher than the current Wuliangye, at least 60 degrees."

"Uncle, is this good wine? Is Wuliangye good? I have been putting on more than 40 years of 60 degrees of Wuliangye. If you don't have 50,000 or 60,000 yuan in this bottle these days, you can't get it."

"Yeah, um..." My uncle nodded, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a steaming piece of fried chicken and put it in his mouth. He nodded again and said, "It's not bad, it still tastes the same. It was made by Brother Cao himself. The guys in his shop can't make this taste. Come on, Xiaojing, don't be idle, this chicken must be eaten while it's hot."

Yang Jing was not polite either. He grabbed the chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken wings and started gnawing.

This restaurant is not only famous for its grand name, but it is not large in scale. It is also opened in the canal dam. It is considered a small farmhouse restaurant. However, the boss, Brother Cao, has a really good craftsmanship. The fried chicken, stewed goose, stewed fish heads and spicy bullfrogs, are unique, so there are endless people coming to his place to eat every day. Moreover, most of the people who come to his place to eat are real gourmets. Even if the price is expensive and the place is in a different way, at least twenty cars have to come here every day.

When Yang Jing came back from vacation when he was in college, his uncle brought him here to eat it once. Since then, Yang Jingke has fallen in love with the fried chicken and spicy bullfrog here.

After the two of them ate wildly, they put down their chopsticks.

"Xiaojing, go back and say to Secretary Yang, so that the negotiations will end as soon as possible. Anyway, the price and other things have already been agreed with the city. This negotiation is nothing more than a formality."

"Well, don't worry about this. I will contact Brother Tao tomorrow and ask him to tell Secretary Yang and arrange a time to meet Secretary Yang together." Brother Tao in Yang Jing's mouth was naturally his cousin Yang Tao. After the New Year, Yang Tao was transferred to Secretary Yang's side and began to officially serve as Secretary Yang's senior secretary. He has done a good job in the past six months. Secretary Yang is at least very satisfied with this secretary.

"Actually, I wanted to call Yang Tao to talk about this matter directly, but after thinking about it, I thought it would be better to use you." My uncle looked at Yang Jing and said.

"Hey, uncle, you're thinking too much. Brother Tao, you are not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. You can just tell him this. You also know that I don't stay at home all day long. If I can't find me in the future, you can just tell me about it." Yang Jing said as he grabbed a few boiled peanuts, peeled off the peanut skin and ate two peanuts.

"Yeah." My uncle nodded, "Also, how are the funds you have prepared? Once we have agreed here, the next step is to renovate the factory. What should be demolished should be demolished, what should be replaced, and what should be bought new should be bought. This all requires money. Your uncle, I don't have that much money to do these things."

Yang Jing grabbed the napkin and wiped his hands. Then he took out a black gold card from his wallet that ICBC had just released two years ago and handed it over, "Uncle, this card has 1.4 billion national currency, equivalent to more than 200 million US dollars. You can hold it first, it's not enough."

My uncle was not polite, so he took the card directly and said in amazement: "You guys, you guys, you guys, I haven't had a black gold card for so many years. You guys have only been a few years now. You guys can take out this black gold card if you say you want it."

Yang Jing grinned, spread his wallet, and smiled and said, "Uncle, you have a fancy to that card, just take it! This is Yuntong's Centurion Black Gold Card, this is China Merchants Bank's Centurion Black Gold Card, this is Citibank's Black Gold Card, this is..."

"Okay, you kid are taking eye drops for me, right?" My uncle interrupted Yang Jing with a wry smile. "I will take this card first. After the company account is established, I will transfer the money to the company account before returning the card to you. Well, let your accountant come over and sign a loan agreement together. Brothers will settle the accounts clearly. It is best if we two have to do all the procedures. But the interest on this money is gone. My uncle, I am very poor now."

Yang Jing laughed out loud, "Uncle, don't talk to me about interest, it's so funny."

"If you know that you are a rich man, you should use interest as a rescue. This money will probably take at least five years to pay it back to you, so you will have to wait at least five years to ask me for this money, and I can't pay it back in advance."

"Hehe, uncle, if you didn't want this money, you would be a nephew to honor you. As for asking for money for you, it would be impossible. Well, let's not talk about those messy things, let's go..."

As soon as the two of them put down their wine glasses, the owner of the hotel, Brother Cao, walked in with a tray, which contained a porcelain basin and a bottle of white wine.

"Yo, Yang Jing is here too, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I said Ah Long, I just heard your sister-in-law say you are here, I came here just after my work. This is your favorite spicy bullfrog, which I made myself. And this bottle of wine is the old sorghum wine I have been holding for more than 20 years, and I will try it together."

"I said Brother Cao, come here, what other wine should I bring? Why do you think my brother's wine is not good? I tell you that today's wine is a good wine brought by Yang Jing. Wuliangye has been stored for more than 40 years. You can try this wine later."

Lao Cao looked at the bottle of wine placed on the table, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Almost no one who is a chef and a boss doesn’t like wine. Lao Cao has been a chef for more than 30 years and has been a boss for more than 10 years, so he is naturally very good at this.

"Hehe, then I will try this Wuliangye that has been stored for more than 40 years today..."

After Lao Cao sat down, he had three drinks with Yang Jing'er, so he naturally praised Lao Wuliangye.

However, he did not sit here for many years. After all, he is familiar with his uncle. Today, Yang Jing and his son are also guests. As the boss, Lao Cao came here to serve three drinks, but if he sat for a long time, it would not be the same.

If the guests left and Lao Cao left Yang Jing and his son, he would naturally drink whatever he wanted. But now, if he sat here for a long time, it would be unruly.

Lao Cao is also an old man, so he naturally understands this truth, so after drinking three wines and talking for a while, he found an excuse to go out.

"Haha, this old Cao is so enthusiastic. He has to give him a bottle of wine every time he comes. And although the wine he gives is not a high-end wine, at least it has been served for more than ten years. Sometimes I am very surprised. With his character of being so good at wine, how did he survive these old wines?" The uncle grabbed the bottle of sorghum wine left by Lao Cao, and after looking at it, he said with emotion.

"In fact, this kind of old wine that has been around for more than ten or twenty years is common. Nowadays, many liquor stores have transactions with old wine, but they just don't know the true or false details. If you can find a franchise store that is ingenious, you can still buy old wines there for a long time, but the grade is not high. I guess Lao Cao also bought the old wines in this way." Yang Jing said.

My uncle shook his head without saying a word.

Yang Jing asked, "Uncle, how long does it take to clean the factory? How long does it take to wait until you can officially produce it? I'm ready to get you an order."
Chapter completed!