Chapter 103: Rural Banquet

Under the covers, some of Han Songlin's actions became more unrestrained.

'Ah, your hands are cold!'

'Warm them up, and it'll be fine!'

Liu Yuyan rolled her eyes at Han Songlin and whispered, 'Then don't move!'

'Okay, I won't move!'

Leaning on Han Songlin's shoulder, Liu Yuyan talked about recent events: 'Deng Kang has joined the water plant and been put in charge of installation and maintenance by Brother Deng.'

Han Songlin was momentarily taken aback. How had Deng Kang ended up in the factory?

'Deng Kang has graduated?'

'He's in his fourth year now, doing an internship!'

Han Songlin had actually forgotten about it.

'It seems that in the future, Deng Kang will take over Deng's job!' Han Songlin said, as if in a sigh. Knowing the future him, he clearly remembers that Deng Kang really succeeded in taking over.

Having come into contact with Deng Kang, Han Songlin felt that Deng Kang was a relatively stable person.

Unlike Deng Yong, who was so jumpy!

Honestly, people with such a jumpy personality are easy to worry about.

The future outcome also proved this.

Because of Deng Yong's incident, Deng Yingxiu really couldn't hold his head up in front of his relatives and friends.

Before the incident, Deng Yingxiu's voice was very imposing when he spoke.

After the incident, Han Ze saw Deng Yingxiu once, and at that time, he was already white-haired and spoke much less, and could be described as taciturn.

Liu Yuyan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with taking over the business. A few years ago, it was common for children to take over their parents' jobs and for parents to retire early.

Of course, there were also children who didn't want to take over their parents' jobs and wanted to live their own lives.

In this situation, the company was overjoyed!

They were just worried about how to arrange for so many people.

Han Songlin didn't want to comment too much on this matter.

In the evening, Han Songlin and the others went to eat hot pot.

At the moment, there were basically no so-called self-service hot pots or anything like that on the market.

The dining format of self-service hot pot would have to wait a while before it became popular.

In that case, why not start your own business?

"Come, sit wherever you like! Deng, let's sit next to each other, and Deng Kang can come too!'

Deng Kang knew the reason for this arrangement as soon as he heard Han Songlin's words: "Uncle Songlin, I don't drink!'

'Are you sure?'

'I really don't drink!'

Han Songlin: "Don't suppress your true nature just because your mother and I are here. If you can drink, drink a little!'

'Forget it, you guys drink!' Deng Kang shook his head, he really didn't have a passion for drinking.

If he could drink a little, he might as well not drink at all.

The kind of person who forces someone to drink is, to be honest, really a bit uncouth.

After Han Songlin had persuaded for a while, he stopped.

Deng Yingxiu unscrewed the lid of the Jinliufu wine, and this hot pot restaurant also sold Jinliufu wine.

The price is the same as on the market, 126 yuan for a bottle.

Of course, the hotpot restaurant does not get this price when they go to the store to get the goods.

If you go directly to the Fule Distillery, there is only a little Fule Distillery, and the ex-factory price is 70 yuan.

Pay the money and you can get the wine.

The hotpot restaurant, because it needs a relatively small amount of wine, the factory generally will not say that it will ship from the factory.

You still have to go through a distributor.

As a winery, you still have to protect the interests of your distributors.

If the distributors don't make money, why would they work with you?

This is no joke.

Deng Yingxiu poured a glass for Han Songlin, who laughed and said, 'I'll drink less tonight. I just got back from Yangcheng, so I need to rest!'

'Then drink less!'

Deng Yingxiu asked curiously, 'I heard that during this period, the brewery has a lot of shipments! The trucks waiting to load the wine are all lined up.'

'Well, that's not bad.'

Nowadays, shipments are mainly by train, truck, and ship.

Shipping by ship is just down the Yangtze River.

Anyway, the Yanghe River is already accessible by water.

Water transport is indeed a bit slower in terms of speed, but it can handle large freight volumes, and the freight costs are cheap enough.

Deng Yingxiu whispered, 'Now some people in the county are saying that selling Yuanle Distillery to you was a mistake!'

Han Songlin couldn't help but frown. What the hell did they mean?

'Are they trying to take Yuanle Distillery back?' Han Songlin thought to himself, that's not right!

'No, even if the county takes it back, they still need to know how to run it! Now, some people are saying that since you haven't paid for the Yuanle Distillery yet, they want to convert it into shares, so that the county can sit back and enjoy the dividends in the future!'

Seeing that Fule Liquor is now so prosperous, it is only natural that some people are jealous.

Han Songlin, however, was not thinking about jealousy, but rather what would happen if Fule Liquor had state-owned shares?

Even if Fule Liquor had state-owned capital as a shareholder, in reality, it would not change the nature of Fule Liquor as a private enterprise.

It would just be one more shareholder.

In the future, it is very normal for state-owned capital to invest in private enterprises.

This is nothing.

In fact, Han Songlin even hoped to have such an additional shareholder.

'Songlin, the day after tomorrow is Uncle Zhang Biao's birthday, are you going?' Han Bairong suddenly remembered this.

Han Songlin asked in puzzlement, 'That Uncle Zhang?'

Uncle Zhang, this should be a production team, right?

But who is it? Han Songlin really couldn't place him.

'It's Uncle Zhang Shunyuan!'

Who is this?

Liu Yuyan saw that Han Songlin still didn't know, and couldn't help but remind him, 'He lives next to the storage room.'

Next to the storage room?

The storage room!

It's a term from a bygone era, and it was where the production team stored materials.

Han Songlin didn't know what had been stored there before, but if he thought about it, it would have been things like food, pots and pans, chopsticks, and so on.

After all, in the past, people earned work points and ate from the communal pot.

'Oh, so it was him!' Han Songlin suddenly remembered.

He remembered that when he was a child, there had been several feasts at his house.

In the countryside, not just anyone could hold a feast.

Nowadays, rural families don't have much money, so if you want to give a gift, if you have a good relationship with the host, you might give 10 or 20 yuan.

If you have a mediocre relationship, you might give 5 yuan.

This is not just one person giving this much, it's the whole family giving the same amount.

The whole family comes to the banquet.

The smallest family is a three-member family, and the biggest is a family of five or six members.

So, think about it, think about it!

Nowadays, it's very unlikely that you can say that after a banquet is held in the countryside, you can get your money back and still have some left over.

Nowadays, people are very enthusiastic about having banquets, because when you do the math, it's quite cost-effective.

'Uncle Zhang is going to throw a big one, right?'

'Of course he is! He's invited us all.'

Liu Yuyan smiled as she saw Han Songlin looking at her, 'He's invited us too!'

'If everyone's invited, then of course we have to go,' Han Songlin chuckled a little, as he suddenly remembered a lot of things.

Zhang Shunyuan's children should be doing well!

In the past, I didn't pay much attention to these things. I remember that it seemed to be around the time when Han Ze was in the fifth grade of primary school, but I can't remember for sure; Zhang Shunyuan's wife seemed to have passed away, and then Zhang Shunyuan was picked up by his children.

What happened after that?

He never heard anyone mention it again.