Chapter 253: Repairing the bridge and paving the road

Early the next morning, Han Songlin got up early. However, there was someone who got up even earlier than Han Songlin. Tang Yan, who was going to school, had already finished washing up.

Upon seeing Han Songlin, Tang Yan greeted him, 'Uncle, I'm going to school!'

'Yes, ride slowly.'

Han Songlin nodded with satisfaction as he watched Tang Yan wrap herself up tightly.

The girl had been lectured by Han Songlin before. It was winter, and she wasn't paying attention to keeping warm. What was she thinking about?

Tang Yan had been outside for a few seconds when Han Songlin heard her call out to Liu Yang, and he could hear her scolding him. Han Songlin couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Han Songlin started making breakfast, and as for Tang Yan's breakfast, she went to school to eat.

The school has a canteen, and compared to the outside, the taste of the school canteen may be a bit lacking, but the quality of the food can be guaranteed.

Later, Han Songlin called the factory and asked Liu Xiaomei to have someone deliver ten boxes of wine.

He didn't say to deliver Fule Zhi Zun, just Jin Liu Fu.

Jinliufu has now become the first choice for all kinds of wedding banquets and birthday banquets in China.

Of course, only wealthy families can afford it.

In the countryside, they would definitely not dare to buy such expensive wine for a banquet.

Han Songlin chose Jinliufu instead of Fule Pure and Fule Supreme, not only because Jinliufu has a good meaning, but also because of the price.

Some things are not necessarily better the more expensive they are, and a balance has to be struck.

Han Songlin's relatives on his mother's side are basically all from the countryside. This wine is more expensive than the food on the table, which seems a bit abnormal.

They came to eat wine (have a banquet), to drink wine, they came to drink wine!

Liu Xiaomei had just arrived at the office when she received a call from Han Songlin.

She looked at the time and saw that Han Songlin had called her at exactly the right time.

She started work at 8:30, and the call came in at 8:31.

Did Han Songlin do it on purpose?

He really didn't mean to check up on me or anything. He just thought that it was already 8:30 and work had started at Fule Liquor, so it was only natural to call.

Before an hour had passed, Liu Xiaomei drove over with ten boxes of wine.

She rang the doorbell, left the wine and hurried away.

Han Songlin was taken aback. What's with this girl? Is the factory that busy?

Well, Han Songlin didn't care.

The ten boxes of wine couldn't fit in the boot.

The boxes were too big to fit in the boot.

Han Songlin thought for a moment and unpacked the wine.

Jinliufu wine was packaged in large boxes with small boxes inside. Inside the box, there was not just the wine bottle, but also a cloth bag.

The wine bottle was packed in the cloth bag, which looked quite high-end.

Of course, if you want to sell it separately, there is a special gift bag for gifts.

Now of course, this is naturally not available.

Gift bags are generally sent directly to distributors, and gift bags made of paper are not worth much.

Of course, the gift bags have also been carefully designed, with exquisite patterns and some verses with a good meaning.

They have a meaning and show cultural connotations.

The gift bags produced by Fule Wine Industry are quite popular.

Moreover, on the street, one often sees people flaunting the gift bags of Fule Liquor Industry.

This does a lot of advertising for Fule Liquor Industry.

After all, the patterns on the gift bags are different, but the same thing is the big Fule characters.

Han Songlin was putting the wine in the trunk and was about to throw the box away when he was stopped.

'Young man, don't you want that box?'

The man who stopped Han Songlin was an old man.

Han Songlin laughed and said, 'Do you want it, sir?'

'Give it to me, I'll take it back and use it to carry things!'

Han Songlin had no objection to this: 'Keep it, sir!'

Jinliufu wine is relatively expensive, so Fule Liquor naturally pays attention to the packaging.

The quality of the box is naturally good.

When they got home, Liu Yuyan had already packed up most of Han Ting's things.

Han Songlin went to call Liu Mingcheng and Yang Xiuying to see how they were getting on.

'Songlin, have you had breakfast yet?'

'I already have! How about you?'

'We had some noodles.'

Han Songlin: 'Well, it's almost time, so shall we go?'

Yang Xiuying had to go to the market early, and as the daughter, she had to go back and help.

Yang Xiuying was the youngest daughter of the Yang family, and from birth, she could be said to have been spoiled.

There is no reason to say that Yang Xiuying is not filial.

This is not logical.

Anyway, how did Liu Mingcheng and Yang Xiuying come together?

Han Songlin was curious for a moment, but then he didn't care.

'Let's go!'

Driving in the already somewhat dilapidated Jetta, it was also very stable on the concrete road.

'The development of Yuechi is good now, with concrete roads being built everywhere,' Liu Mingcheng exclaimed as he looked at the concrete road in front of him.

The development of Yuechi over the past two years has been unprecedented in the past ten to twenty years.

In the past, if you wanted to build a road, you had to mobilise people from several nearby villages to come and help.

This was called mobilising labour, and every household had to contribute.

Han Songlin didn't say anything, but the development of Yuechi's economy also surprised him.

It makes a world of difference whether or not there is a leading enterprise.

Yang Xiufang's hometown is not that far from the county seat; it's less than ten kilometres as the crow flies.

But there is no direct road, so you have to go the long way round.

And the road winds and turns along the hills, so the distance seems much longer.

Han Songlin looks at a rural passenger bus going by and wonders, 'When did they replace the county bus?'

Liu Yuyan was sitting in the passenger seat, with her three children and grandparents in the back seat.

'They said it was to reflect the new look of the orchestra pit, so they replaced all the buses and coaches,'

Han Songlin muttered, 'It seems that building buses is pretty good!'

The future bus market will usher in a very good period.

This is mainly because people are travelling more and more; when they travel, the main means of transport are buses and trains.

As for the high-speed railway, don't even think about it in the 1990s.

That said, in the future, as high-speed railways continue to open, the passenger transport market will see a sharp decline in passengers.

Once that high-speed railway line opens, the passenger transport shuttle will be directly halved, and it would be good if even 20% can be retained.

'What did you say?' Liu Yuyan didn't quite catch what Han Songlin was muttering.

Han Songlin: 'Nothing!'

After looking at Han Songlin strangely, Liu Yuyan didn't pursue the matter.

They walked down a side road, which was narrower than the main road.

'The county government has done a good job, even building a village road!'

Yang Xiufang said, 'This is a village boss who built it to make it easier to come back and pay respects at the graves.'

Who is so generous!

Just to make it easier to come back and pay respects at the graves, they built a special road.

A closer look showed that the road had been built a long time ago.

The cement on the side of the road was covered in moss.

'I wonder if Yang Zhiyong will come back this time!'

Yang Xiufang was a little unsure. After all, Yang Xiufang's father was Yang Zhiyong's great-uncle.