The location of the winery is not far from Daxindian, only more than ten miles away. Chu Heng and the others rode and chatted all the way. After passing through the Mulangou Brigade and the Xixujiagou Brigade, they quickly arrived at the place. , the whole process didn’t take more than half an hour.
It is worth mentioning that Chu Heng discovered several ownerless ponds along the way, which made him extremely happy.
Life in the mountains should not be lonely anymore.
At around three o'clock, the group entered the town from the east side of Daxindian Town. After riding for a few minutes along a main road paved with stones, they arrived at the location of Daxindian Commune.
It was a large courtyard with an extremely large area. It was surrounded by a stone wall. It was also painted with a layer of white ash and had many indescribable slogans written on it. In the courtyard, there was a bungalow built in various styles. They were diverse, some were built with bricks, and some were made of stone. Chu Heng even saw two mud-thatched houses built with adobe in the corner.
"arrive."
Under the guidance of Secretary Kong Lao, the group entered the compound through a gate with the sign of Daxindian People's Commune and parked their cars in a carport close to the west wall of the commune.
"Lao Kong, you go to the cafeteria to see if the food is good. I'll take Comrade Chu Heng into the room for a drink of tea first!"
After parking the car, Wang Zhuoran winked and confessed to Kong Chuan, then pulled Chu Heng towards the one with the most regular appearance among the many bungalows, which was the office of the commune secretary.
"What should we cook?"
The senior official Wang said it in a relaxed manner, but Kong Chuan became worried.
He didn't say he wanted to eat here before. It can be said that Daxin's restaurant was completely unprepared. Where could he get a table of decent dishes at this time?
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Comrade Chu from Beijing has brought out the special Maotai. He can't make people use kelp soup, right?
If we don't serve ten or eight dishes, we can't afford the two bottles of wine!
"Why!"
The old secretary scratched his head, then walked to the cafeteria with his hands behind his back to take a look. In the end, he only found a basket of eggs and a few salted fish, which were pretty good.
Look at this poor one.
It's such a big commune, but it's hard to put together a table of good food!
After walking around in a big circle, Secretary Kong sighed helplessly, then thought for a while and ordered the cook: "You, you... you go and get... Qiao... Qiao..."
"clear!"
The fat cook with a beard realized what he was saying before he finished speaking. He turned around and ran out of the canteen with a puff of smoke. After a while, he called the commune secretary Qiao Duo.
This man looked to be in his thirties, fair-skinned, polite, and wearing black-rimmed glasses. Although he was a secretary, he also had a purchasing job.
Qiao Duo trotted into the cafeteria, came to Secretary Kong, and asked respectfully: "Secretary, are you looking for me?"
Secretary Kong stuttered and said: "Wang...Wang Gao...the high-ranking official...comes...with...from Beijing...from Beijing...the...official...want..."
"I'm going right now!"
Like the cook, Chaudot ran away before he could finish speaking.
Secretary Kong was not angry about this. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction. What he liked most was the kind of cadre who could make him say less words.
It is precisely because of this ability that Qiao Duo and the cook have always occupied the two most lucrative positions in the commune.
The old secretary looked at Qiao Duo's wild dog-like back and felt uneasy.
I don’t know if this kid can do anything.
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In the secretary's office.
Chu Heng has been sitting here for half an hour and filled a large pot of tea.
Touching his slightly bulging belly, he was filled with impatience. He glanced at Wang Zhuoran, who was still talking about the history of Penglai. He really wanted to grab the other person's collar and ask him what happened to your special mother. Do you still want to eat?
He originally planned to drink this stuff as soon as he arrived, and then go back and arrange tomorrow's work, but Te's grandson started chatting with him from the moment he entered the room, and didn't mention anything about eating.
Chu Heng was now extremely suspicious. He just wanted to drink more water, so that he could drink two less drinks and give them more points.
But he couldn't do that, he could only hum and cooperate, pretending to be interested.
"Penglai city was actually built in the Han Dynasty. When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty visited the east, he said that he looked at Penglai Mountain in the sea and was named after building the city..."
At this time, Wang Zhuoran had already talked about the Han Dynasty from the Stone Age. Seeing that Chu Heng liked to listen so much, he became more and more enthusiastic as he talked.
From time to time, a few of his subordinates would still be talking to each other. If this trend continued, Guang Han would probably have to talk to him for two hours.
At this time, Cen Hao was sleepy and was leaning against the wall to doze off. Jiang Fanghao seemed to be listening quite seriously, but if you look closely, you can see that his smile was very stiff and his eyes were very empty. He was probably in a trance.
After a while, Secretary Kong, who had disappeared for a long time, finally appeared with an apology on his face and said in a stuttering Haiyang accent: "Yes...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...temporarily... Something happened. We just... finished dealing with it. Are you hungry? Hurry... go... let's go, the food in the cafeteria... the food has been prepared. "
When Wang Zhuoran was talking about rising, he smacked his lips with unfinished content. Then he stood up pretending to be annoyed, frowning and said: "You old man, can't you just step back when something happens? Brother Chu Heng has to wait for a while. You’ll have to punish yourself with three drinks later!”
"Okay, okay, no problem!" Kong Chuan grinned widely, showing his big yellow teeth. This punishment would be better!
"Haha, what Brother Wang said is right. Secretary Kong is devoted to the people. We should praise him. How can we punish him?" Chu Heng had a business smile on his face, stood up slowly, and called General Cen Hao. When he woke up, he left the office with Wang Zhuoran and the others.
When everyone came to the canteen, the food was already on the table.
Qiao Duo is really capable. In less than an hour, he was able to bring out a large table of dishes, and the quality was not low.
There are fish, shrimp, chicken and meat, and even a dish of fried sea cucumbers with green onions and fried conchs with oil.
Chu Heng glanced at it and felt very satisfied with the dishes on the table. Sea cucumber fried with green onions is a famous dish in Shandong cuisine. Whether it is included in a banquet is one of the criteria for judging the quality.
He looked away, pretending to be flattered, and said, "Isn't this too rich? Secretary Kong."
"Haha, they are all just... home-cooked dishes. Come and sit down." Kong Chuan laughed and asked him to take a seat, then picked up a bottle of Maotai on the table and handed it to Qiao who was accompanying him. Duo.
Qiao Duo quickly took it, opened it carefully, poured a small glass for everyone on the table, and the banquet officially began.
Wang Zhuoran picked up the wine glass, and with a bright smile on Fei Dudu's face, he gestured to everyone: "Come, let us drink this glass to Comrade Chu Heng, and welcome you to Penglai!"
"Thank you, thank you." Chu Heng quickly picked up the cup, clinked it with them, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, very proudly.
The same is true for Cen Hao and Cen Hao.
Wang Zhuoran and Kong Chuan were not willing to drink like this. Even if this wine was the most ordinary Maotai, it cost more than six yuan a bottle. A cup cost more than thirty cents. Why don't you savor it?
Several people took a small sip of the wine and squinted their eyes to taste it carefully. They felt that the rich aroma of the wine was mixed with the smell of money.
But it’s even more fragrant!
