An old man and a young man chatted animatedly, even exchanging names with each other in a rather arrogant manner.

The old man called Liu Qingshan Xiaoshanzi, and the old man named Zhang Debiao was called Master Biao by Liu Qingshan.

Master Biao is really quite cool, and he and Liu Qingshan, his grandson, joke with each other all the time, and the laughter never stops.

County Magistrate Wang and the other three were a little worried at first, but later they got used to it and occasionally spoke their hometown dialect and chirped a few words, making the atmosphere even more lively.

Mr. Zhang Debiao's son, named Zhang Xiaozhong, saw that his old father was rarely so cheerful, so he did not disturb him and listened quietly.

Director Zhou was also quite good at talking. When he saw how the conversation was going on, he quickly took off the camera around his neck and took a group photo of everyone.

He only knew a little bit about photography skills, and after playing around with it for a long time, he still didn't understand it. In the end, Liu Qingshan felt itchy and asked for a camera to take a few pictures.

When Liu Qingshan was in college, he participated in a photography club. Although he couldn't say he was a professional, he could handle ordinary cameras.

Mr. Biao liked Xiao Shanzi the most and took a group photo with Liu Qingshan alone. Then he happily pointed to the big jar and said:

"Xiao Shanzi, please stop bragging. Take out the bones inside and show me whether they are real tiger bones or just cow bones and horse bones. We men also know the difference. We can tell with just one glance.

, don’t be careless with me.”

"Master Biao, our Nagada are all real people, how can we still fool you?"

Liu Qingshan was mumbling, and he took a big bamboo clip in his hand, fished out the bones from the wine jar, and handed it to the old man for inspection.

"That's right, that's right. The cross-section shows the flesh of a loofah. It must be tiger bone."

Mr. Biao is really an expert. The loofah pulp he refers to is the honeycomb structure inside the tiger bone, which looks like loofah pulp.

Not only that, he knew all the herbs in the wine jar very well and called them by name one by one. It seemed that he was really an expert.

After he finished counting, his laughter became even louder: "Little Shanzi, your wine is so good!"

"For so many years, I have wanted to prepare a similar medicinal wine, but I have always been unable to gather the medicinal ingredients. This time, it will be done. After I drink three to five kilograms, I will have a quick march with you. You kid can't even think of catching up with me!

"

Liu Qingshan was also very happy: "Master Biao, then we will give you a few kilograms of medicinal wine. You must recover quickly and return to your hometown when the time is right."

"You little bastard, I don't care about taking advantage of you. I want to bribe me with just a few kilograms of medicinal wine. Go ahead and dream."

After Zhang Debiao finished speaking, he waved his hand to his son behind him: "Xiaozhong, I will place an order for 10,000 bottles of this medicinal wine!"

What, how much?

Ten thousand bottles!

County Magistrate Wang and the other three who were taking time to sit there and rest suddenly jumped up: This old man is so generous.

The most amazing thing is that a big order came out of the chat, which is really surprising.

You know, in the brochure, the price of this tiger bone wine is not cheap at all: five yuan and five dollars for a bottle.

The current exchange rate is roughly one to two, and each bottle of medicinal wine costs nearly 11 yuan, which is really the price of Moutai.

Liu Qingshan also waved his hands: "Old man, the price is a bit watered down. If you want to buy it, just four and a half dollars a bottle."

Zhang Debiao gave him a sideways look: "You stinky boy, go away. As long as there is no water in the medicinal wine, the medicinal materials inside are worth the price."

The old man and the young man started arguing again, which soon attracted many people to watch, and even the staff rushed over to maintain order.

When asked about the situation, the staff was in a dilemma: I have never encountered such a situation before, how should I deal with it?

Normally when doing business, buyers want to lower their prices and sellers want to increase their prices. However, the current situation is exactly the opposite. Those who buy have to pay a high price, while those who sell insist on lowering their prices, and the fight is red in the face.

Although the staff have the duty to maintain order, this situation does not seem to be within their scope of authority.

There were more than a dozen foreigners around, watching the excitement with great interest. Who says foreigners don’t like to watch?

In the end, even Zhang Xiaozhong was so upset: "Father, there is no need to buy so much. Even if it is given to your old friends, they will not use so much. How about we buy less?"

Master Biao immediately started blowing his beard and staring: "You little brat, you know a lot. This medicinal wine can not only dispel wind and cold, but after drinking it, you can become a dragon and a tiger!"

"You have the skills, kid. After I buy it back, you are not allowed to drink it. See if your wife will settle the score with you!"

When Zhang Xiaozhong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately stopped saying anything.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to say, so he could only give Zhang Debiao a thumbs up: "Master Biao, you know your business. You are not allowed to write down the effectiveness of this in the brochure, otherwise it will be sold out long ago."

Hearing what he said, the foreigners who were watching the excitement became excited after hearing the translator's somewhat obscure translation. They all cheered and gathered around.

Zhang Debiao was also a little tired, so he and Liu Qingshan left each other's contact information, and then he was reluctantly pushed away by his son.

Liu Qingshan followed him out of the exhibition hall, and then waved goodbye: "Master Biao, I'm waiting for you in my hometown!"

"Okay, Xiao Shanzi, we'll see you there!"

Zhang Debiao raised his hand and waved, then sat in the wheelchair and laughed loudly. After he was pushed far away, the laughter gradually became less clear...

When Liu Qingshan returned to the booth, he saw County Magistrate Wang and the three of them busy signing the letter of intent again.

He stretched his head and took a look. Good guy, in such a short period of time, several thousand bottles were sold.

"Stop, stop, stop, we can't sell it anymore!"

Liu Qingshan quickly went up to call for a stop, but everyone looked at him blankly, as if they were a fool.

Especially the staff members just now glared at Liu Qingshan: You are so young, why do you always give us problems?

Anyone who comes here to participate in the exhibition doesn’t want to sell more things and earn more foreign exchange for the country’s exports. How can you do this?

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to explain to County Magistrate Wang and others first: "Our winery has a limited inventory of medicinal wine. The director of the winery, Mr. Li, told me that we can fill more than 12,000 bottles at most."

It turned out that this was the case. County Magistrate Wang and others suddenly realized, and then their faces were filled with regret.

Liu Qingshan still had to explain to the foreign businessmen who were protesting: "Gentlemen, please listen to me. After preparation, our medicinal wine must be kept for at least one year before it can be drunk. So if you want to place an order, you only need to

I can wait until next year.”

Things are often so weird, the more you don't sell, the more people want to buy.

Especially foreign businessmen who had not yet placed an order were even more uncompromising, leaving Liu Qingshan with no choice but to report the situation and let the superiors take charge of communication.

This was the first time the organizing committee had encountered this situation, and it was equally difficult. After urgent discussions, they still contacted Zhang Xiaozhong.

After explaining the whole story, Zhang Xiaozhong agreed to change his order to 5,000 bottles.

The remaining part was also divided among foreign businessmen, which was a relatively satisfactory solution to this problem.

Someone even said something from above: This medicinal wine is selling so well, Bishui County must increase production immediately after returning!

County Magistrate Wang and others were ignorant, but Liu Qingshan knew it and immediately reported the situation: Bishui County did not have any stocks of precious medicinal materials like tiger bones.

He also knew that in another ten years, the country would ban the use of tiger bones as medicine.

Therefore, he wanted to use the power from above to collect as many tiger bones as possible on the market. A small and remote county like Bishui County alone did not have this ability.

After a busy day, County Magistrate Wang and the three of them were almost at their physical limit.

However, the spirit was extremely high. News came from the conference: their little Bishui County signed a contract worth nearly 200,000 US dollars on the first day, and it was really a big firecracker.

In comparison, Liu Qingshan's situation is much better. He has always been relatively calm mentally and has abundant physical strength. It must be said that mentality is very important in many cases.

Be calm and everything will be natural.

After dinner, County Magistrate Wang took the long way back and couldn't wait to report the good news to the county.

According to rumors, Secretary Gao of Bishui County had to ask his wife to have a drink with him after he put down the phone. The result was unexpected, and he was actually drunk by his wife...

In the following days, the transaction volume in Bishui County also dropped, but eventually it exceeded the two hundred thousand US dollars mark.

Let alone a small county town, many of the famous big cities cannot reach this number.

After feeling confident and the business was no longer busy, the four of them started to work two shifts, leaving two at the booth while the other two went to explore the big city of Yangcheng.

County Magistrate Wang and others were full of praise for the high-rise buildings rising from the ground, but Liu Qingshan was more fond of the people in the city and took many photos.

The camera Director Zhou brought was basically slung around his neck, and several rolls of film were taken.

Director Zhou was also very discerning. This Seagull camera was directly used by Liu Qingshan, which was equivalent to giving the camera to him in disguise.

Of course, Liu Qingshan was embarrassed to refuse this kind of thing. He had long wanted to own a camera and use the lens to record every detail of his life, but he had always been suffering from lack of spare money.

In addition to sightseeing, when you come to a big city like Yangcheng, you also have to go shopping. After all, most of the time you don’t need a ticket to buy things here.

Liu Qingshan mainly bought some clothes for his family, including four or five pairs of jeans.

The eldest sister, the second sister, the eldest brother-in-law, and even Yang Hongying, each have one.

As for the fourth and fifth children, I also bought them a pair of beautiful children's clothes.

My mother and grandparents also bought a piece of bread clothing for them.

At this time, the down jackets were not processed to a high level, and down was stuffed so hard that they were bulging like bread, hence the name.

Although the appearance is not good, it is better at keeping warm. It is light and warm for middle-aged and elderly people to wear, but the price is a bit expensive.
Chapter completed!