Seeing that all three of them had swallowed it, Chen Xia quickly spat out the beef in his mouth and quickly picked up a glass of water to rinse his mouth.
The other three people were stunned. Xu Rui pointed at Chen Xia and asked in horror:
"You, you, you said it tasted good, why did you spit it out?"
"I just said it tasted good, not that I was going to swallow it. It's cow dung, how can I eat it?"
He said with a smirk on his face.
After hearing this, the three unlucky guys couldn't hold it in any longer and ran to the toilet to vomit everything out.
The diners nearby were all laughing so hard that they fell over, especially the waiter, who was so laughing that he squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up...
The last table of food was wasted. Chen Xia paid for it and no one wanted to eat anymore.
We went out and found a roadside vermicelli shop. After confirming again and again and asking clearly that the ingredients were all rice noodles and beef, we each had a bowl and started eating with confidence.
The four of them played poker for half the night, and then officially set off for Maotai Town the next day.
It is about 200 kilometers from Guiyang to Renhuai. There is no expressway at that time, so you have to take rural roads, and there are constant passengers picking up and dropping off on the road.
We drove like this for more than four hours, stopping and starting, which was enough to break a person's bones.
Finally we arrived at Renhuai Bus Station, a dilapidated little county town. A 212 jeep was already waiting at the station.
When the sisters Xu Rui and Xu Yuan saw this, they hurried over. It turned out that the person who was going to pick them up had arrived.
"Chen Xia, Dan Qiu, this is my third uncle, he currently works at the Maotai Distillery."
Xu Rui's uncle looked to be in his fifties and was quite easy-going. He greeted everyone with a smile and asked everyone to get in the car and go to Maotai Town together.
Chen Xia saw that the jeep could only seat five people, and he would be redundant. People were just being polite, and if he really got in the car, he would be ungrateful.
Chen Xia smiled and said, "Uncle Xu, Xu Rui, you guys go ahead. I still have some business to attend to. I'll also go to Maotai Town later, and maybe I'll run into you again."
Having said that, Xu Rui and Xu Yuan were both reluctant to part with this little friend who had been with them for four days, but there was nothing they could do as the friend had business to attend to.
They wrote down their contact addresses and phone numbers in each other's notebooks and said goodbye.
Especially Xu Yuan, who took the initiative to shake hands with Chen Xia for the first time.
"Chen Xia, it would be best if you could come to Maotai Town to visit us in a few days. If not, how about waiting until we get back to Lin'an and then we can get together?"
Chen Xia felt the delicate and smooth little hand in his palm and said very gentlemanly:
"Then it's a deal. I'll invite you great painters to come to our Yuezhou to collect folk songs. Wang Xizhi once said, 'Traveling on the hidden path of the mountains is like swimming in a mirror.' I will definitely not let you down."
Xu Yuan just looked at Chen Xia with a smile, and Chen Xia also looked at Fang Yuan with a smile, but the two held hands and never let go.
It was not until Uncle Xu coughed a few times that the two of them separated awkwardly.
They smiled at each other and waved goodbye.
After Xu Yuan and the others left, Chen Xia still felt a little lost. The place was once so lively, but now he was all alone.
But he didn't think much about it, turned into the bus station, bought a ticket to Maotai, and continued his plan to make money.
Others are walking on the broad road, while I, an ordinary citizen, am walking on a small wooden bridge. After all, we are not on the same path.
Maotai Town is built on the banks of the Chishui River, with mountains on both sides.
At this time, the entire town, except for the Maotai Distillery, is basically made up of wooden houses in ethnic minority style, many of which even have mud walls and straw roofs.
The town was full of bumpy cobblestone roads, and Chen Xia found a place to stay at the Maotai Distillery Guesthouse.
It took 4 days to come here and another 4 days to go back. Most of the half-month vacation was spent on the road. The best thing to do is to hurry and buy Moutai.
Chen Xia used the thinking of later generations and thought that there must be many brokers around the Maotai Distillery. As long as he connected with them and gave them certain benefits, what could he not buy?
What seemed simple originally didn't work in Maotai Town. Not to mention being a broker, Chen Xia couldn't even enter the gate of the Maotai Distillery.
The winery is in the town, which is equivalent to an independent kingdom, and basically does not interact with the people in the town.
So Chen Xia asked many local people, and the answer was that there was no way.
Chen Xia was not in a hurry. After all, there was a great god in the military region to keep an eye on him. He could just be thick-skinned and ask for help when the time came.
So Chen Xia decided to look for a broker while carrying a camera and walking around to take a look.
There are many ancient Miao villages along the way to Maotai Town. After a few decades, they were fenced off and turned into scenic tourist areas. It’s as rip-off as it can be.
Now, those who have cameras are either reporters or cadres, so when the Miao people saw Chen Xia coming, they all greeted him.
The ethnic minority people were very enthusiastic. Chen Xia waved and took out some fruit candies from his big backpack for the children.
Because he didn't know the way, Chen Xia slowly walked out of the town. When passing by a Miao village, Chen Xia found that a cow was being slaughtered in the square, so he went to watch for a while out of curiosity.
It was a huge ox. The butcher cut it into pieces in no time and then put it on the counter for sale.
Chen Xia swallowed when he saw such fresh beef.
There is no cattle farming in Yuezhou, and fresh beef cannot be bought at the supply and marketing cooperative, but Chen Xia is a person who particularly likes to eat beef.
In his previous life, he was a frequent VIP customer of Chaoshan beef hotpot restaurant, Guizhou beef hotpot restaurant, etc.
"Hello, fellow, how much is this beef? Do you need a meat ticket?"
When Chen Xia asked this question, the Miao people nearby all laughed, and one of the old men said:
"Outsider, we don't need meat coupons to buy beef here. The price is very cheap. The specific price is different."
Butcher Kanongba also laughed with everyone else.
"It depends on how you plan to cook it. For stewing, the best choice is brisket, which is 50 cents per pound. If you want to eat steak like the city people, choose the tenderloin, which is 70 cents per pound. If you want to stir-fry it, choose the rump, which is 40 cents per pound. If you want to braise it, choose the shank, which is 40 cents per pound."
Chen Xia almost spit out a mouthful of salty soda after hearing this. "Uncle, are you kidding me? The price seems to be different from ours."
"That's right. This is the price we always charge here. Even at this price, not many people can afford it. I don't know how long it will take to sell all my cows. Do you want some, young man? I can give you a discount."
Chen Xia figured it out. In a remote and poor place like Maotai Town, prices are of course cheap.
This feeling is just like when Chinese people go to Africa, where everything is dirt cheap and you can pretend to be rich and pick up girls, or you can still be a loser when you go home.
This is a rare opportunity, so Chen Xia naturally doesn't want to miss this "cheap beef"
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