Chapter 312 What Is Maotai Exchanged For?

Chapter 312 312. What Moutai was exchanged for

It’s useful, but everyone has cigarettes at home, so it’s just a rarity.

On the contrary, Lao Yun was very excited. He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

He took a deep breath with familiar movements, and then his expression seemed to freeze.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

Then he began to be in a daze.

The other three old men were fiddling with the cigarette rolling machine. Old Zhu was filling it with tobacco, and rolled out another cigarette in a few seconds. When he picked it up and looked at it, he reacted: "Old Yun, what's your reaction?" "Nothing." Old Yun said calmly, and then flicked the ash lightly: "I just feel that all these years of smoking have been in vain." After he finished speaking, he tied the tobacco bag without saying a word: "Old Zhu, it's a deal, I will give you half of this tobacco. Anyway, Old Chen can't smoke it, and you two don't like it, so I'll take it back first, and then send it to you after dividing it." Good guy, seeing him like this, how can everyone not understand! At this moment, they all went to the battle to hold him in place, and then snatched the bag back again. "I'll do it!" The dark-faced Old Wu glanced at him and planned to roll one. Only Old Chen looked left and right, and now he stretched out his hand eagerly, but was blocked by Old Zhu with a "humph". "The doctor said you can't touch this. Sit further away, we're going to smoke."

After he finished speaking, he also lit up the cigarette with a "pop" and put it in his mouth.

When Old Wu finished rolling the cigarette: "...This thing is really interesting, I'll buy one later--"

Looking up again, I saw two little old men with similar temperaments sitting side by side on the bench in the pavilion.

They each held a cigarette in their hands, and at this moment they slowly exhaled, their eyes were scattered and their expressions were blank.

Then they all sighed: "What can I say...I feel like I have enough energy now, I can run for an hour."

Old Zhu said vicissitudes.

Old Yun didn't care: "You run, I'll go roll a cigarette."

Forget it, fantasy is always short-lived. Old Zhu felt that he was overwhelmed by the power of this cigarette, and now he couldn't help calling the people around him:

"Come on, Xiao Zhou, you young people can go online, do you know where to buy this thing? Buy me one."

"Buy me one too!"

At this moment, Old Wu, who took the first puff of the cigarette, also raised his hand.

Only Old Chen looked around and couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Tell me what you feel! Is it a good thing?"

However, at this moment, no one paid attention to him.

…

The little secretary Zhu didn't know anything about the turmoil on the mountain.

She just received a call from the imperial capital that afternoon.

As soon as the call was connected, a familiar loud voice came from inside: "Is it the girl from the Zhu family?"

It sounds so familiar, who is it?

Zhu Jun racked his brains and came up with an impossible person-

"Grandpa Yun, why did you call me? Is there something wrong here?"

"Nothing."

On the other end, Old Yun laughed: "I just thought that it's not easy for a girl like you to be so hardworking and fighting."

"Not bad." Zhu Jun laughed.

"Although this mountain village is remote, it is generally simple and easy to get started..."

"That's good, that's good..."

Old Yun responded perfunctorily, and then changed the subject: "By the way, we have tasted the tea you sent to your grandfather two days ago. It's good. The quality of this thing is really good."

"Girl, as a parent official, you should help the villagers to open up sales channels. Don't limit your vision..."

Speaking of which, Zhu Jun also has nowhere to play - a rising star in the village, but she has no role in the middle. She can only complain:

"Grandpa Yun, you have tasted it too. That thing is so good. I don't have to worry about the sales. They have their own fixed customers."

Old Yun:...

It is said that good things will not be buried. In this case, let's play a straight ball!

He stopped talking and said, "That's good. Can you buy more of this tea? Weigh two kilograms for me."

"Girl, grandpa has to tell you in advance how much it should be. If I find out that you paid for it, I'll beat you with a feather duster during the New Year's greetings."

Zhu Jun was stunned, and then laughed maliciously:

"Grandpa Yun, just tea? Do you want honey? Do you want white fungus?"

Old Yun: ...

He was silent, and finally gritted his teeth: "Give me 5 kilograms of honey and 2 kilograms of white fungus!"

"Okay!"

Zhu Jun quoted the price in a row: "Tea is 10,000 yuan per kilogram, honey is 1,000 yuan per kilogram, and white fungus is 4,000 yuan per kilogram."

After that, he complained in a true and false way:

"Grandpa Yun, look, at this price, I would like to pay for it, but my salary is not enough!"

Old Yun: ... ! ! !

He thought that good things were not cheap, but after all, it was a remote mountain village, and there was always a stereotype in his heart.

Now I am shocked when I hear the price.

"This... can this be sold in the village?"

"Yes."

Zhu Jun said affirmatively: "Now it is the Internet age, and business is connected by a thread, how can it not be sold?"

"Like this honey, the supply is in short supply. If I don't have a good relationship with this family, I may not be able to jump the queue to buy it."

This is really!

After tasting the honey and drinking two large bowls of Tremella soup, Old Yun did not dare to relax at all - such a good thing, if he can taste it, others can also.

It is true that the supply exceeds the demand!

Isn't it just money? His pension is not small -

"Buy it! Grandpa will give you the money later."

But, this girl just doesn't understand the hobbies of them men... Why didn't she get to the point after talking for so long?

"And tobacco!"

This time, it was Zhu Jun's turn to be stunned:

"Grandpa Yun, do you want tobacco too?"

This old Song family!

What's the matter, when Nuwa created humans, she used mud dots for her and gold powder for the other side?

Otherwise, why do you have to rob everything?

However, she was powerless now.

"Grandpa Yun, I can't help you with the tobacco. These are a few trees they planted themselves and kept for themselves. If I didn't bring two bottles of Moutai to the door, they wouldn't share it with me! This thing is not for sale, and I don't want money."

Old Yun couldn't hold it back at that time!

"What's not for sale?! How can you be the Party Secretary? With such a good project, you have to ask the villagers to control the quality and the sales. We all work together - why do you throw this good piece of gold mountain aside?"

Crackling, so heartbroken!

Zhu Jun also felt wronged: "My family makes a lot of money, and I don't support my old man smoking. I never planned to make tobacco from the beginning."

Lao Yun:...

He was silent for a long time, and then asked again:

"You just said that you exchanged two bottles of Moutai... What Moutai? Collection? Or how many years? I'll send it to you!"

Zhu Jun:...

Good night.

Add one sentence: Smoking is harmful to health! ! ! ! Harmful, harmful, harmful! It harms yourself and others!

But this tobacco is a trigger, which can give Tan Tan's family an invisible protection. In the future, there will definitely be monsters and ghosts, and many things need to be paved a little bit.

After all, for smokers, no matter how good tea and honey are, this is the only thing that cannot be thrown away!