The scene of celebrating Mingjiu lasted for more than ten minutes, until someone's voice became hoarse from shouting, and then it stopped at Zhang Dachuan's request.
Looking around at the excited people, Zhang Dachuan said loudly:
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's all go back and rest. Starting tomorrow, we will enter the crazy overtime mode of mental stress. I hope everyone can persist until the end."
Everyone agreed loudly, and then left in twos and threes, excitedly discussing the upcoming sake dispute with the Ning family.
Only Zhao Ming, after rejecting the request of Lao Liu and others to accompany him, stayed until the end.
After everyone left, Zhao Ming came forward embarrassedly and asked Zhang Dachuan for instructions:
"Boss, I have something to ask you."
Zhang Dachuan looked at Zhao Ming strangely:
"Master Zhao, why are you so polite between you and me? If you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhao Ming smiled, gritted his teeth, and said bravely:
"I think I'd like to take some Sichuan wine back and let my wife have a taste."
Zhang Dachuan understood immediately:
"Do you want her to try Sichuan Rhyme Wine? See if it can really cure insomnia?"
Zhao Ming nodded:
"Well, the one in my family is now suffering from deep insomnia. Last time she went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said that she already has some signs of mania. If her insomnia does not improve, she may even go to a psychiatric hospital for treatment... So, no matter how hopeful I was, I wanted to give it a try.”
Zhang Dachuan said without any hesitation:
"Okay, no problem. You can bring some Sichuan wine back. I just want to see if this wine can really cure insomnia as we speculated."
"However, we must not leak the news to the outside world. This wine is very important to us."
At the moment, Sichuan Yun Liquor has just been successful and has not yet been officially launched. If the news is leaked and the Ning family knows it, it will affect Zhang Dachuan's plan.
Zhao Ming nodded repeatedly:
"I know, I guarantee with my life that I will never leak this wine."
Xinghua Community is one of the many ordinary communities in Dongjiang. It is only more than ten kilometers away from Su's Winery on the outskirts of the city.
The house Zhao Ming bought in the provincial capital is in this community.
Buying a house in the provincial capital was something that Zhao Ming, a winery worker, would never dare to think about before.
But since he followed Zhang Dachuan, Zhao Ming's salary and bonuses can be said to have been rising steadily, from five or six thousand at the beginning to 20,000 now, plus the winery's twice a month With bonuses paid out, his income more than quintupled from before.
It was also like this that gave Zhao Ming the confidence to buy a house in the provincial capital.
First, the medical conditions in the provincial capital are better than those in Bailong City, which helps him take his wife to see a doctor. Second, his children are in college, so he can often see them here.
Moreover, Zhao Ming also wants to work hard to buy a wedding room for his children.
Anyway, following Zhang Dachuan, Zhao Ming felt that this day would not be too far away.
Thinking so happily, Zhao Ming locked the car, took a thermos filled with Sichuan wine, and took the elevator to the door of his house.
After taking out the key and opening the door, Zhao Ming immediately slowed down his steps and walked in quietly.
It was already 9:40 pm, and he was afraid that his wife would fall asleep at this moment, and if she woke her up, he would make a fuss until midnight tonight.
Unexpectedly, when he walked through the entrance, he found his wife Wang Li in pajamas, sitting on the sofa with her arms folded, watching TV.
On the table nearby, there are prepared meals.
Hearing the noise, Wang Li turned her attention away from the TV. When she saw it was Zhao Ming, she said angrily:
"Why are you back so late today? Are you working overtime or drinking?"
Zhao Ming laughed and said:
"I worked overtime for a while."
Wang Li snorted slightly, stood up, picked up the cold dishes on the table, and went to the kitchen to heat them:
"Then wash your hands and eat. I'll heat up the food for you."
By the time Zhao Ming finished washing, Wang Li's food was already hot.
At this time, the time came to 9:50. Wang Li turned off the TV and said to Zhao Ming who was sitting down to eat:
"Don't wash the dishes after you finish eating. Let me wash them tomorrow."
"Also, if you sleep on the sofa tonight, don't come into the bedroom and make noises with me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep and I'm going to make trouble with you."
After saying that, she sighed, shrugged her shoulders and walked towards the bedroom.
To others it was a bed to rest, but to her it was like a prison.
Looking at his wife's back, Zhao Ming also felt a little depressed.
He is not afraid of sleeping on the sofa. If it allows Wang Li to have a good sleep, he will sleep on the floor.
The couple has been married for many years, and they already know each other's personalities very well.
There was a time when the two of them cared about and cared for each other, but as Wang Li began to suffer from insomnia in the past few years, her temper and personality had changed. It was rare to be able to talk so calmly with him tonight. Yes.
Inadvertently, Zhao Ming's eyes fell on his thermos cup, and he thought of the Sichuan Yun wine in the cup.
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Ming raised his head and called Wang Li:
"Honey, don't rush to sleep yet, I have something to tell you."
When Wang Li heard this, she suddenly turned around and stared at him fiercely with her bloodshot eyes. At the same time, her tone couldn't suppress a bit of anger:
"It's already nine-fifty. If I don't go to bed, will I be able to sleep tonight?"
"Let's talk about anything tomorrow!"
Zhao Ming was a little determined:
"No, this matter is very important and I must tell you now."
Wang Li's voice began to distort, and she roared:
"Zhao Ming, I don't want to quarrel with you today, so don't look for trouble!"
Zhao Ming said patiently:
"It's not a quarrel, I have something good for you."
Wang Li was breathing rapidly:
"The only good thing for me is to go to bed quietly and you don't make a sound!"
Zhao Ming opened the thermos cup, took his wife's water glass from the side, and poured the Sichuan Rhyme wine brought from the winery into Wang Li's cup:
"Come, try the newly brewed wine from our winery, it's very delicious."
Wang Li frowned and her tone became more and more unkind:
"Don't you know I can't drink?"
"Are you forcing me to get angry with you?"
Zhao Ming did not get angry, but smiled and fanned the wine with his hand, letting the scent of Sichuan Rhyme wine float towards Wang Li:
"Try it. This wine will definitely not disappoint you. If you don't believe me, smell it first?"
The unique and refreshing fragrance of Sichuan Yun wine filled the living room and smoothly reached Wang Li's nose.
She sniffed involuntarily, and then she felt her irritability lightened and her mood calmed down a lot.
It felt like a sudden rain fell on the cracked earth under the scorching sun.
Wang Li swallowed and moved to the dining table uncontrollably.
Staring at the transparent wine in the cup, Wang Li took another deep breath of the aroma.
That feeling of ease became stronger and stronger.
Wang Li looked at her husband suspiciously.
Zhao Ming looked forward to it:
"Try it, I won't hurt you."
