Although Yang Jianguo himself has never bought Moutai, he has tasted it following others.
He would never forget this feeling for the rest of his life. After taking this bite, he regained the previous feeling.
Yang Tao was also shocked. He also drank alcohol frequently. He knew the wine must be real due to the unusual taste, but he couldn't figure out why Yang Ling could buy real wine.
Doesn't their family work in a steel factory? Now they only earn a few hundred yuan a month. The pitiful salary makes it difficult for their family to maintain their basic life.
Why did Yang Ling still have money to buy Maotai, and even pretended to be wealthy when he bought two bottles at once, and shared them? Is there something wrong with this guy?
"Really or not? You are talking!"
Chen Xiuli urged impatiently from the side.
Yang Tao stared at Yang Ling suspiciously and asked bluntly: "Is your kid doing something illegal?"
When Yang Jianqiang heard what his nephew said, he couldn't help it.
"I said Xiaotao, we are all a family, and Yang Ling is also a serious businessman. How could he do something illegal? He paid for it all."
"Uncle, stop fooling me."
Yang Tao didn't believe a word of what the father and son said.
"This bottle of wine costs more than 200 yuan. Two bottles are equivalent to your monthly salary. Are you willing to spend a month's salary like this?"
Yang Jianguo also looked at Yang Ling seriously and asked, "Yang Ling, if you committed something, you could still get a lighter sentence if you surrendered yourself."
"I know that you workers who work in the factory don't have many opportunities to make extra money on weekdays. You especially like to resell some materials in the factory."
"But do you know that this is a serious illegal act? If you are caught, your legs will be broken or you will be imprisoned for a few years. After a few years, you will not be able to find a job!"
Yang Jianguo thought he was persuading him with sincerity.
Yang Ling took the bottle and helped the two of them fill the glasses. Although the two of them talked with their mouths, their bodies were very honest and they drank all the wine in a short time.
"Second uncle, although I, Yang Ling, don't have much ability, I will not do anything illegal. This is all the money I earned in a serious way, so you can drink it without worry."
Yang Jianguo looked at Yang Ling suspiciously, not knowing whether to believe what he said, but the Moutai in the cup in front of him was so fragrant that it attracted all the greedy people.
"You no longer work in the steel factory?"
Yang Ling smiled and replied: "Yes, it's not bad to have a new job now. I can make some money and have some savings on hand."
"Oh, that's how it is."
As soon as they heard that Yang Ling had made money, Yang Jianguo and Yang Tao's expressions changed again.
The father and son had always thought that Yang Ling was just as poor as before, and that their family was so poor that they could hardly take the blame. But now Yang Ling suddenly said that he had changed his job, and it seemed that the job was not bad and he could make a lot of money.
This made Yang Tao jealous.
"What's so great about Moutai, I still think Fenjiu is the best."
Yang Tao pushed the wine glass forward, pretending that he didn't care.
Yang Jianguo asked tentatively: "Xiao Ling, what are you doing now?"
"Just run a small business, a small business, and you can't put it on the table."
"Really? Jiangcheng County really can't do big business."
Yang Jianguo took a sip from the wine glass without leaving any trace. The aroma was so intoxicating that he couldn't refuse it.
Yang Tao originally wanted to firm up his position and express his attitude, but when he saw his father drinking secretly and smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help it, and he carefully and slowly moved his hand over.
Yang Ling looked at the appearance of the father and son, smiled, then picked up the wine bottle and helped Yang Jianguo fill it.
"Second uncle, my Moutai tastes good, right?"
Yang Jianguo pretended to be far-fetched and nodded and said: "The taste of Maotai bar is indeed good, but the price is too high, which is not cost-effective, and it doesn't taste good. I think Fenjiu is better."
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"That's right!" Yang Tao also said hurriedly, "Who would be so stupid as to spend more than 200 yuan to buy a bottle of Maotai? It's better to buy a few bottles of Fenjiu to drink, that's smart!"
Although the father and son said this, their hands were not idle at all. They ate vegetables and drank wine, took a bite of the rich rolled cake tube, and paired it with a mouthful of mellow Maotai. This life could not be more moist.
When I got excited about drinking, I picked up a duck leg and started chewing it happily. The tense atmosphere just now seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
Chen Xiuli looked at her husband's appearance of being dormant by Maotai, and couldn't help but roll her eyes and murmured softly.
"Men are all so stupid!"
Yang Tao also listened to what his wife said, but with such a fine wine in front of him, he would be a fool if he didn't drink it. He would take advantage of the immediate advantage first.
In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly relaxed, and everyone was eating and drinking, having a good time, as if they had temporarily forgotten about the matter of dividing rooms.
After three drinks, two bottles of Maotai were gone, and it looked like there wasn’t much left.
The father and son who had been arrogant just now were full of alcohol and their cheeks were red, but they were smiling happily like children.
"Come! Drink! Drink some more! Today's Chinese New Year is all about happiness!"
Yang Tao drank happily, stood up with his belly puffed out, and raised his glass to toast Yang Ling.
After all, Yang Tao didn't go through much. After drinking two bottles of wine, he suddenly forgot the theme of today's meeting.
Originally, their family had a good discussion, but they had to settle this matter today no matter what, otherwise they would not have tolerated Yang Jianqiang and his family for such a long time.
I just want to explain the problem of the house clearly.
Seeing that her son had been completely captured by the enemy, Cai Fen couldn't help but glare at her husband, her eyes full of complaints.
Yang Jianguo is an old man. Although he knew he drank two bottles of wine, he didn't blush at all when he spoke.
"Brother, I didn't expect Xiaoling to have such a good job now and be able to afford such expensive wine!"
As Yang Jianguo spoke, the conversation suddenly changed.
"I originally thought that if Xiaoling is not happy working in the factory now, he can work outside with me. Working outside will make more money, which is much better than in Jiangcheng County."
"But now that I see Xiaoling making a lot of money and being able to afford Maotai liquor in Jiangcheng County, I feel so happy!"
Yang Jianguo said this and raised his glass again.
"Xiao Ling, your family's life is getting better and better. My second uncle is feeling happy, so I'd like to toast you!"