During dinner in the evening, not only Liang Jinyu came, but Wang Changan and Li Mei and his wife also brought Wang Guanjun. In addition, Huang Dashan's family, who came from afar, were all together, and it was very lively.

When meeting, Liang Jinyu followed Lin Dawei and called Du Cunzhi Dada. Du Cunzhi responded with joy and gave a big red envelope as a meeting gift, and ordered: "Jinyu, Dawei will be handed over to you in the future. This child is wild and restless, so please be strict."

"Thank you dad."

Huang Dashan secretly looked at Du Qiu sitting beside Du Chunhua, and then loudly said: "Dawei, I heard that Sanjiang Province has a lot of wine, what should I drink tonight?"

"There are many good wines in Sanjiang, but not many high-end ones." Wang Chang'an and Lin Dawei are close friends. Every time Du Cunzhi comes to Yuncheng, he will hold a banquet to wash the dust and say, "Uncle Du, the conditions used to be limited, and you can only drink Sanjiang Daqu when you come to Yuncheng. Now with Du Qiu's help, everyone's life is booming. Dawei invites dinner tonight, I invites drinks and drinks Maotai... The waiter, come here with two bottles of Maotai first."

Du Cunzhi waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Moutai is too expensive, they are all acquaintances, so don't spend money. Sanjiang Daqu is already very good, just drink that one."

The waiter is a woman in her thirties wearing a manager's nameplate. She is very good at observing her words and expressions. She directly ignores Du Cunzhi and said to Wang Changan: "I'm sorry, Moutai is out of stock recently, and each box can only be supplied with one bottle in a limited quantity. If you want to add more, you will have to add a service fee."

"How much does Moutai cost now?"

"265. If you order more, you will have to add 10 yuan to each bottle."

It actually increased by 5 yuan more than yesterday...

"So expensive!" Huang Dashan exclaimed and said, "It's really strange. The more you order, the cheaper you get. You actually have to charge for more. You don't want to open a hotel, but you have to open a black store."

"This boss is on a business trip to Yuncheng? Actually, there is another reason for this. Our Yuncheng has a very famous high-tech enterprise called Snapdragon..."

Lin Dawei is usually very talkative, but Du Cunzhi doesn't speak much when he is present, so he didn't speak just now. He interrupted after hearing this: "Chang'an, since Moutai is out of stock, let's drink Wuliangye, waiter, go get two bottles."

"Oh, unfortunately, Wuliangye is out of stock recently, but it is not as nervous as Moutai. If only two bottles are needed, I will help you adjust them without an additional price, 255 per bottle, no problem?"

"Can."

Du Cunzhi, a mature spirit, glanced at Lin Dawei, held the teacup and asked the service manager to pour tea, and asked: "What's wrong with that Snapdragon you just said?"

"Snapdragon cooperated with a large American company a while ago and started a big business worth tens of millions. Even the central government was alarmed and went to many newspapers. Their boss was preparing to hold a celebration banquet on August 18th, and rewarded merits and instantly bought all the Maotai in Yuncheng. Fortunately, our store prepared some inventory in advance, otherwise you would not be able to drink it even if you wanted to."

Du Chunhua tapped Du Qiu gently with chopsticks and asked with a smile: "Is that true?"

Du Qiu was turtled, and the service manager happened to come to him. While pouring tea, he said, "I tell you, the boss of Snapdragon is only in his early 20s. He is a handsome young man with generous hands and feet. Other companies give bonuses, and it is amazing to pay hundreds of dollars. He gives bonuses at once for more than 200,000 yuan, which is amazing!"

Now, except for the three children playing at the dining table, everyone's eyes hit Du Qiu. He laughed in an informed way, and was surprised uninformed. Huang Dashan half-believed and half-doubted, and asked with a thumping mouth: "Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true. A child from a relative's house works at Snapdragon. He heard that their boss ordered a very large glass jar and was about to pour all the Moutai in during the celebration banquet, and then took a big cup and scoop it and drink it directly, saying that he wanted to make a wine pool and meat forest."

This is too outrageous...

Who is your relative's child? I will fire him tomorrow...

Seeing that Du Cunzhi's face had obviously turned dark, Du Qiu had to argue: "Moutai is not beer, so there is no such way to drink it. It's too wasteful."

"The rich people care about waste. They can play whatever they want. The rich ladies in the United States also take baths with milk and red wine."

After the service manager left, Du Qiu spread his hands and said, "I did buy some Moutai a few days ago, but it was not a celebration banquet, but a reservation was made to prepare for the first China Internet Conference. The Internet Conference is a project jointly organized with the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government. How could it be possible to build a wine pool and a meat forest?"

"Yes, I know very well about this. The wines Du Qiu bought are temporarily stored in our company's warehouse, so there is no glass jar." Wang Changan said with a hint of Lin Dawei's eyes: "If it weren't for having registered with the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, I just came here and took two bottles, so why should I spend money here and order it in vain?"

Du Cunzhi's face turned from gloomy to sunny, but he still gave Du Qiu a few words to help him avoid being impatient and being modest and cautious. Du Chunhua secretly clapped his hands and praised him. After the food and food came, Huang Dashan yelled around, Wang Chang'an sang cups and changed his cups, and the three children made jokes, which quickly made the atmosphere lively, like a family banquet.

When a dish of braised chicken was served, Du Qiu felt aroused and asked Huang Dashan’s wife Bao Hongli, “Sister Li, what job are you going to find in Yuncheng?”

Bao Hongli is a rural housewife with a relatively simple temperament. She smiled and said, "I only have elementary school education, so how can I find any job? I just take care of my children at home."

Huang Dashan was better than hers. Hearing this, he stood up with a glass of wine and said, "Qiuzi, you are a capable person. Please help your sister Li find a job. She is not well educated, but she is very diligent. She can sweep the floor and wash the toilet, and her salary should not be too high. Just eat a full meal."

"Brother Dashan, don't do this, sit and drink." Du Qiu was drinking beer, got up and clinked the cup with him, then sat down and said, "Sister Li, I see that you cook well during the Spring Festival. Why not open a small restaurant? My sister and I will rent it for you in the storefront."

"Qiuzi, stop slandering her. Hongli will have those dishes after stir-frying, and she can even get the best of her opening a restaurant."

"Opening a restaurant does not necessarily mean you can cook a lot of dishes, just know the same dishes." Du Qiu held a glass of wine and signaled to Lin Dawei, saying with some emotion: "When I just came to Yuncheng from Japan, I borrowed 2,000 yuan from Viagra..."

Lin Dawei laughed dryly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"At that time, I planned to open a small restaurant and only cook the same dish, called braised chicken rice. The method is very simple and convenient..."

Du Qiu is telling the truth. After extorting 2,000 yuan from his father, he originally planned to buy a gas stove and sell braised chicken and rice at the entrance of Yuncheng University to earn living expenses. However, he happened to meet Su Wenhai and Wang Huihui and changed his mind to make notepads. Otherwise, he would probably have opened more than a dozen chain stores now.

In 2016, if the franchise fee and storefront rent were deducted, the cost of a braised chicken was only about 5 yuan, which was even lower in 1995, and the profit margin was very large. After briefly introducing the cooking method, Du Qiu said: "According to my estimate, if the storefront is well chosen, it would be no problem to sell 100 copies a day, and you can earn about three or four hundred yuan."

Earning three or four hundred a day, and almost tens of thousands a month is a very high income. Du Qiu is now famous and no one doubts his judgment. Huang Dashan was happy and said quickly: "Hongli, since Qiuzi is willing to teach you this craft, you can try it. Anyway, you are idle at home."

"Then I'll try it." Bao Hongli held her son inconveniently, so she picked up Huang Dashan's wine glass sideways, held it up and said, "Qiuzi, I thank you."

"Sister Li, please be polite."

Li Mei was also a little moved and said, "Du Qiu, teach me too. My mother and Chang'an's mother are retired now and are idle at home. It's better to rent a store at the entrance of the community and open a small shop to pass the time."

"Okay, this is very simple. When you have time, you can gather together to teach me." Du Qiu is now worth millions of dollars and no longer needs braised chicken rice to make money. He asked, "I heard that many people in my hometown are laid off, right?"

Huang Dashan sighed and said, "Yes, the economy in the entire Northeast is in a turmoil now. Many factories have stopped production and cannot even pay the basic salary. Eating is a problem."

During the 1990s, the Northeast was a hard-hit area, and many tragic tragedies occurred. Du Qiu was not a god and could not solve the major problems involved in the national economic level. He could only start from his side and help some small things within his ability. He said, "Sister Li, try it first. If the business is good, call more people from his hometown to do it together. Small fast food restaurants have small stores and limited radiating crowds. You can open another store every one or two miles. In short, you can open dozens of stores in Guangyuncheng, which can support a lot of people. If you don't want to come to Yuncheng, you can do it in Chuncheng after learning it."

Du Cunzhi is a traditional intellectual with a strong local sentiment. He nodded and said, "Dashan, change your lazy and lazy personality, help Hongli more, do this business well, and make a living for the villagers."

"Don't worry, Principal Du, I, Huang Dashan, have long since changed my heart and will never let your expectations down." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!