The Yang family’s house in Naoyin is similar to the one in Hainan, a row of extra-wide, self-built two-story villas.
There are fifty or sixty rooms on one floor, which can easily accommodate a hundred people.
Fu Song finally understood the purpose of this kind of house. It was not because the Yang family wanted to attract attention and built it like this, but because of Hao Yuezhu's relationship, all kinds of people came to visit from time to time.
And there are a lot of them.
For example, there are expert colleagues who come to exchange planting experiences, students who come to do internships, and villagers from Poshi'ao Village who come to visit.
Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated, so it is very normal to travel hundreds of kilometers on a trip.
Once you get here, you can stay for two or three days at the shortest, or even several months at the longest. You can't do without a place to stay.
Sure enough, when Fu Song and Yang Qingpi entered the yard, they saw twenty or thirty people gathered together chatting.
Seeing Fu Song, someone immediately stood up: "Boss Fu is here, welcome, welcome."
"Come on, eat watermelon."
"Still eating watermelon? What if you don't eat enough every day?
Mr. Fu, these are the fragrant pears I brought back from Korla. Try them."
"This is Hetian jade dates."
"Shihezi peaches."
"AKS Apple."
“…”
Looking at the enthusiasm of the crowd, Fu Song immediately recognized that these were villagers from Poshi'ao Village.
This surprised Fu Song a little. According to his thinking, he made a lot of money from their watermelons, so they should be sarcastic to him.
Unexpectedly...
Zhang Jiuyue smiled faintly and said, "Are you relieved now?
There is no fool who can own three to five thousand acres of land here.
If you weren't there this time, they would have lost everything.
But when you sell the watermelons, even though they only get the minimum price, it is still 72 cents per pound.
After deducting the cost of 50 cents, there is still a profit of 1,500 yuan per acre of land.
Can you calculate how much they can earn from 3,000 acres of land?"
Fu Song was stunned for a moment: "4.5 million?"
"Yes, not only that, after ADM's huge loss, we basically monopolized the watermelon market.
Next year, the year after, and the year after that...
It's a money tree, and you're the only plant doctor.
Once the tree becomes sick, only you can treat it.
So unless you are a fool, no one dares to offend you."
Fu Song was instantly delighted.
He walked over with a chuckle: "Is this a peach? Why does it look like a dried persimmon? Wait, it's so sweet!
AKS apples are all made with candied sugar? Don’t poke it with a needle!
The two sides instantly became friends, creating a joyful scene.
At noon, Yang Qingpi arranged four tables of sumptuous banquets.
Fu Song, Yang Qingpi and several "big landlords" with whom they had a good relationship sat in the main seats.
After four cold dishes and four hot dishes were served, Yang Qingpi filled Fu Song's bowl and said, "Come, try some of Xijiang's specialty, Shorbulak original liquor."
But Fu Song was cautious. He shook his head and said, "Forget about the white wine. Do you have any wine?"
Yang Qingpi smiled and said, "Yes, wait a moment."
When he came back, he was holding four boxes.
After opening them, Fu Song discovered that each box contained six bottles of wine, but these six bottles were all identical, containing six different types of wine.
Yang Qingpi smiled and said, "Most of these wines were brought by others when they came to visit my grandma. My grandma doesn't drink, so I collected them.
These four bottles are wine, these two are pomegranate wine, and there are also plum wine, mulberry wine, apricot wine, pear wine, hawthorn wine, apple wine, and kiwi wine."
Seeing this, the others laughed and said, "Boss Fu, the fruits in our Western Xinjiang are the sweetest, and the fruit wine they brew is also the most fragrant. You must try it."
Fu Song nodded: "Of course, this kind of good thing should not be missed."
He didn't lie.
Fruit wine is different from white wine. The alcohol content of general fruit wine does not exceed 20°. As long as you don't drink it too much, you generally won't get drunk.
Even if you get drunk, it won't make you feel as uncomfortable as drinking white wine.
The most important thing is that Fu Song looked at the bottle of pomegranate wine closest to him, and the production date was 1982.
In other words, this bottle of wine has been around for 40 years now?
Yang Qingpi saw his look, chuckled, and poured the wine directly into the glass.
The deep red wine is as thick as pulp and exudes a light pomegranate fragrance.
Gently shake the wine glass, and the wine ripples, like a peerless and independent beautiful girl.
Everyone around couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Good wine!"
Yang Qingpi shouted, "Everyone, how about we give a toast to Boss Fu?"
Everyone stood up with a smile. Seeing this, Fu Song also stood up: "You can toast, but I can't drink it all this time. You guys can do whatever you want, right?"
Everyone burst into laughter, obviously remembering what happened in Poshi'ao Village.
"Boss Fu, since we've known each other for a long time, I'll drink this year and you can do whatever you want, right?"
"That's right, Boss Fu is the biggest drinker I've ever seen. You almost knocked me down last time."
"I won't say anything more. I'll drink first."
Seeing everyone's generous words, Fu Song felt relieved. He raised his glass and drank it all.
But the next moment, his face changed.
Looking at the wine glass in his hand, Fu Song's expression was completely confused.
Is this... fruit wine?
According to his judgment, even if this bottle of pomegranate wine does not have 50°, it must have 40°.
Yang Qingpi smiled and said, “No surprise, this wine was given to my grandmother by a winery owner shortly after she arrived in Western Xinjiang.
It was a full bottle then, but now it's almost half empty. It would be strange if the alcohol content wasn't high."
Fu Song exhaled a breath of pomegranate scent that was extremely strong and yet extremely elegant, and knew that what Yang Qingpi said was true.
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