Wu Ye from Pigeon City finalized a deal of 300 kilograms of liquor with Zeng Wangcai that day, and then he didn't pay much attention to the matter. To him, a deal worth 600 yuan was not a big deal, and he needed to build connections to let Pigeon City recover, as it had been affected too much by the inspections.
However, Lao Qi was a drunkard. He missed the taste of Wuliangye. He waited and waited but Zeng Wangcai showed up no matter how long he waited. He got impatient and decided to go find Zeng Wangcai.
They have many ways to find out things that others cannot.
Lao Qi sent people to inquire, but he didn't expect to get any results. He just wanted to give it a try, because few people who went to Pigeon City revealed their real names, and he felt that the name Zeng Wangcai didn't sound like a real name.
But unexpectedly, Zeng Wangcai, who went to Pigeon City for the first time, had no experience and reported his real name.
Lao Qi came by bicycle and found the entrance of Zengzhuang canteen. He was seen and greeted by Goudan. When Goudan heard that he was Zeng Wangcai's friend, he warmly invited him in and went to call for help himself. At the same time, he asked a militiaman to carry Lao Qi's bicycle away when Lao Qi was not paying attention.
Seeing Zengzhuang eating, I was shocked. Is this a rural area? This can't be a rural area? My goodness, every table has fish, meat, and chicken...
When he smelled the fragrance of the food, Lao Qi didn't feel anything, as he usually didn't lack food. But when he approached Zeng Wangcai's table, Lao Qi swallowed hard.
The drinking bug is aroused!
"Why are you here?" Zeng Wangcai saw Lao Qi and hurriedly left his seat to greet him.
"Nonsense, since you didn't come to our place, I had to come to you." Lao Qi stared at the wine jar behind Zeng Wangcai and said, "Why don't you hurry up and do what we agreed on? I thought you were here just to cheat the three big jars."
"Uh..." Zeng Wangcai was stunned. He forgot about the three tanks.
To be honest, Zeng Wangcai is no longer interested in selling wine. He originally sold wine to buy a bicycle, but he doesn't need it now. Not counting the money he made before, he now has two pigs, a dozen pheasants, and 700 kilograms of fish.
There is definitely more food than can be eaten. Whether it is sold to the purchasing station, the steel mill, or given to Fatty Zheng, it will be enough to buy a car.
So he forgot about going to Pigeon City. In his mind, Pigeon City was not as safe as regular channels, not to mention that tickets were involved.
"You didn't forget it, did you?" Lao Qi asked suspiciously, "Or do you want to raise the price? I know that the price of two yuan per pound is indeed a loss for you, but if you want to raise the price, just tell me and we can discuss it."
Now the prices in the pigeon market black market are skyrocketing, especially food and drink, which change three times a day, so the price agreed upon before is now a loss for Zeng Wangcai.
But Zeng Wangcai didn't care about this. He said, "Can we go back to Sijiu City to discuss this? There are so many people here. Don't worry, the price I agreed with Master Wu will remain unchanged. In business, credit is the most important thing."
Lao Qi couldn't help but look at Zeng Wangcai with admiration. There were not many people these days who could pass up such money.
"Money really doesn't matter, it's okay!" Lao Qi guessed Zeng Wangcai's concerns and explained in a low voice, "We don't want your wine to sell, drink it yourself, don't worry, nothing will go wrong."
"Okay, got it. I'll make time to go to Pigeon City next week." Zeng Wangcai nodded and agreed, "But let's make it clear in advance. If we don't have 300 kilograms, we can have 50 kilograms. Anyway, you can't finish 300 kilograms in one go."
At first, they decided on 300 kilograms and the price, but they didn't decide on the time or how much to sell at one time, so Lao Qi couldn't make any demands on Zeng Wangcai.
Even after agreeing on the amount of fifty kilograms, Lao Qi still refused to leave, looking a little embarrassed.
"Is there anything else?" Zeng Wangcai asked with raised eyebrows.
"Nonsense, we are at least friends, right? Why don't you invite your friends to drink when they come?" Lao Qi said shamelessly.
"If you have the nerve to eat and drink for free, then go ahead and drink!" Zeng Wangcai pointed at the villagers who were having the feast. If it were at his own home, he would just treat them to a feast and make friends, but here, Zeng Wangcai couldn't say that.
Lao Qi understood, patted his pocket and said, "I'll give you the money, I'll give you the money, and I'll also give you the food coupons!"
He also tried his best to drink.
"Five dollars, no bargaining, food coupons are extra!" Zeng Wangcai quoted the price without hesitation. He knew that people like Lao Qi were not short of money.
Five dollars seems expensive for a meal, and you wouldn't spend that much on meat in a restaurant, but for Lao Qi, it is definitely not expensive, and it can even be said to be a friendly price.
First of all, it was obvious that Lao Qi wanted to drink. Zeng Wangcai didn't know how much Lao Qi wanted to drink, so he first calculated one kilogram. That meant two yuan was gone, not counting the wine ticket.
Secondly, the extra cost for meat, fish, and chicken is quite a lot.
Moreover, Zeng Wangcai felt that the price was clearly marked, and if you thought it was too expensive, you could just not eat it, right? And no one would offer a price after you finished eating.
Lao Qi took out the money and handed it to Accountant Hu who was called by Zeng Wangcai. Accountant Hu took the money and left with a smile. He spent fifty cents to buy seasoning today, and this time he earned five yuan, making a profit of four and a half yuan...
Zeng Wangcai brought Lao Qi to Secretary Wang’s table and introduced Lao Qi to the guest first.
After the question mark, Lao Qi introduced himself: "My name is Wu Qi, I'm Wang Cai's best friend, Secretary Wang, you can just call me Lao Qi."
At this time, behind the table, Zeng Zhuang's seventh uncle turned back tremblingly: "Who called me?"
Uncle Seventh finally got to enjoy the feast without having to fight.
Zeng Wangcai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Seventh Master, eat your food, no one is calling you!"
This interruption made the atmosphere at the table much more relaxed, and soon everyone started drinking happily.
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