"You speak Russian?"
The warm light from the crystal chandelier shone into Ye Qiuyan's eyes.
She asked as soon as the waiter left, unable to hide her surprise.
"Yes, there was an old professor who was sent down to our village..."
Chen Jianan told Tang Yueyi the same story again.
"But...under such difficult learning conditions, you can actually master so much knowledge."
"It's a pity to be born in the countryside."
Ye Qiuyan felt that if Chen Jianan was born in the provincial capital, he would definitely be able to be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.
"I can't decide where I'm born, but I can control my own destiny."
Chen Jianan's voice was calm, but it revealed strong confidence.
Ye Qiuyan was a little dazed for a moment.
Why does Chen Jianan, who was born in a remote rural area and is so young, have such strong self-confidence?
She thought of Xu Peng.
Xu Peng is the son of an official. He grew up in a wealthy family and has had a smooth life.
He was promoted to deputy director of the Fifth News Department in his twenties.
However, although he appears to be kind and generous, he is actually a petty-minded person.
He is particularly concerned about other people's evaluation of him.
He always boasts that everything he has achieved is achieved through hard work.
In fact, who doesn’t know that he just has a father?
When Xu Peng and Chen Jianan are put together, the contrast is too stark.
Soon, the dishes came up one after another.
Chen Jianan took a bite of the beef and it tasted very good.
"I heard that this beef is transported from Mongolian grasslands by special trains and is of the best quality in our country."
Ye Qiuyan was talking about the gossip she heard.
Chen Jianan nodded, the news was highly credible.
Currently, most of the grain in Northeast China is used to support other provinces, and the remaining grain is not enough to raise large livestock such as cattle.
Even if there is sporadic breeding, the quality is very ordinary and can only be consumed locally.
A high-end restaurant like Lao Mo's must have very strict requirements on ingredients.
This is your chance.
Huangcaotan has unique climatic and geographical conditions.
If we can introduce good breeds, we can definitely raise high-quality cattle.
After tasting several special dishes, Chen Jianan opened the wine.
The Soviets were fond of drinking.
The variety is also very rich.
Red wine, beer, mead, Marlin cider...
The most famous one among them is definitely the bottle of vodka in front of you.
Chen Jianan poured himself a glass.
Then he looked at Ye Qiuyan.
"I, I can only drink a little..."
Ye Qiuyan was a little hesitant.
Chen Jianan poured her a glass.
"Please feel free to do as you please."
Chen Jianan put down the bottle and started tasting it himself.
The color and body of the wine are very similar to Chinese wine.
It tastes very strong, but to be honest, the taste is very ordinary and cannot be compared with domestic high-end liquor.
Maybe the Russians just liked it strong.
Chen Jianan smacked his lips and came up with an idea about how to make wine in the village.
“Ahem…”
Ye Qiuyan also followed Chen Jianan's example and drank half a cup.
But after swallowing it, he choked and started coughing.
“This is too spicy…”
She was choked so much that her tongue stuck out and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
When she noticed that Chen Jianan was looking at her, she quickly covered her eyes with her handkerchief and lowered her head awkwardly.
"Vodka is not high-end, it is just a popular alcoholic beverage, and its characteristic is its strong smell."
Chen Jianan explained for her.
It's normal for women to not be used to such strong liquor.
"Village Chief Chen, why do you know so much?"
The irritation in Ye Qiuyan's throat was relieved a lot.
But alcohol takes effect quickly.
Her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were sparkling.
"It was the old professor who told me."
“We in the village wanted to make wine, and we did some research on our own.”
Chen Jianan said calmly.
Under the crystal lamp, Ye Qiuyan's skin was rosy, her eyes were moving, and she was charming and attractive.
At this time, the flow of customers in the restaurant increased.
Most men passing by couldn't help but stare at her.
Fortunately, this is a corner, otherwise I would have become the focus of the whole place.
“Does your village want to make wine?”
Ye Qiuyan was surprised.
"Yes, growing crops can only provide enough food and clothing."
"If we want to make the villagers rich, we must find other ways."
Chen Jianan nodded.
"Then when the wine is brewed, I will write a report!"
Ye Qiuyan's eyes lit up.
I discovered another topic.
"no problem."
"However, the sales of wine still depend on your help."
Chen Jianan smiled.
"How can I help?"
Ye Qiuyan was slightly stunned.
"Do you know any friends from the Soviet Union?"
"People in their country like to drink and have the purchasing power, so I want to communicate with them."
This is the main purpose of Chen Jianan looking for Ye Qiuyan today.
"Let me think..."
"By the way, when I was in the journalism training class, there was a Soviet female classmate who really liked Chinese culture and seemed to have a very good background."
"I can ask her."
Ye Qiuyan thought of a suitable candidate.
"Thank you very much."
Chen Jianan originally just wanted to try his luck.
I didn't expect Ye Qiuyan to really find an opportunity.
"Village Chief Chen, don't be so polite to me."
"I was able to achieve some success at work, thanks to you, the village."
"Otherwise, I will be pissed off to death by that old witch..."
Ye Qiuyan thought of Jiang Shumei who had targeted her.
"Old witch?"
"Uh, sorry, I don't mean to say bad things about people behind their backs."
"She is the one who always targets me..."
Ye Qiuyan explained hurriedly.
I don't want Chen Jianan to think that I am a gossipy woman.
She became anxious and her face turned even redder.
I could only drink to cover up the embarrassment.
But he started coughing again.
"Reporter Ye, take it easy, this wine is on sale."
Chen Jianan discovered that she had actually drunk up all the wine in the glass.
“No, it’s okay…”
Ye Qiuyan shook her head.
His eyes became visibly blurry and his body swayed as he sat on the chair.
“This woman…”
Chen Jianan smiled bitterly.
Ye Qiuyan was already drunk!
"Reporter Ye, let's go. I'll take you home first."
While she was still conscious, Chen Jianan quickly suggested leaving.
"Oh, oh..."
"Wait, you want to come home with me? But we've only met a few times and things are moving too fast."
"I don't want to get married so soon..."
Ye Qiuyan stood up and felt dizzy.
Chen Jianan had no choice but to step forward and support her.
She was so drunk that she began to talk nonsense.
Call the waiter to pay the bill.
I have no foreign exchange, so I can only call Ye Qiuyan.
She fumbled out her wallet and couldn't count the money.
Finally, the waiter took the money out himself.
"Reporter Ye, where do you live? I'll take you back home."
After going out, Chen Jianan supported Ye Qiuyan and asked.
"Reporter Ye?"
When I turned around, I saw that she had actually fallen asleep and was snoring softly.
His face was flushed, his nose was slightly wrinkled, and his mouth was pouting.
How can I ask in this state?
Chen Jianan looked at the street and could only shake his head, then helped her onto the bus.
It seems that she won't be able to go home tonight.
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