Could it be that everyone Gu spent a lot of money to buy other restaurants?
At first, everyone couldn’t believe it. After all, these were not just two families, but more than a dozen!
No matter how rich Feihong is, he can't buy so many houses at once, right?
But when they walked into any branch, they were completely dumbfounded.
Good guy, the hero is drunk, the talented man is brewing, the red sleeve moves, and the spring breeze of February!
Isn’t this Feihong’s drink?
Oh my gosh, there’s Huainan roast duck, hot pot, braised pork and chicken soup!
Aren’t these Feihong’s delicacies?
How come you can eat it here?
And the price is exactly the same!
It was only then that the people were sure that Feihong had really bought a dozen restaurants at once!
"Okay! This is a move that benefits the people!" An old man shouted excitedly.
"Oh? Sir, what do you mean by this?"
"Isn't it just buying more restaurants? Why is this a move that benefits the people?" asked a young man next to him.
"Young man, you don't understand. Look, I live in the west of the city. I am an old man and have limited legs and feet."
"If you want to eat Feihong's food, you have to walk to the center of the city, which will take at least half an hour."
"Wouldn't this miss the meal?"
"Yes, but now there is Feihong's restaurant in the west of the city, so I can eat directly in the west of the city."
"Tell me, is this move beneficial to the people?"
"So that's it. You guys are so serious about it. You spend so much money just to make it easier for me and other people to eat."
"There really aren't many good owners like this left."
"In my opinion, these are the real scholars who know how to benefit our common people. Unlike those who just spend all day in school, they have never achieved anything famous in their studies."
"The old man is joking, how many people like Gu are there in the whole world?"
Similar discussions took place in the streets and alleys of Huainan.
For a time, Gu Beichuan's reputation soared!
And because of his far-reaching reputation for poetry, he was highly praised in the Huainan literary circle.
He actually got the reputation of a poet for nothing.
And among the Huainan people, from the octogenarians to the young children, none of them objected.
In just a few months, Gu Beichuan has gone from being an ordinary person to a great scholar now!
His career is even more prosperous, from a liquor store on the verge of bankruptcy to now almost monopolizing the entire Huainan catering industry.
This kind of growth is really incredible.
So, Uncle Fu has been laughing so hard these days that he wakes up from sleep.
Once upon a time, the young master was naughty and worried. He was always thinking about how to explain to the young lady after his death.
Later, the young master was kicked out of the house by the second wife.
He even hid in secret and wiped his tears several times, feeling that it was his failure to teach the young master well that led to this ending.
But who would have thought that as soon as he arrived in Huainan, the young master's whole person would change.
At that time, he felt that his young master might have something to offer.
But I really didn’t expect that the young master could be so promising!
Miss, miss, your grave is probably going to emit smoke.
Xiu'er was not so happy, but felt a little sorry for the young master.
Once upon a time, the young master was a bit naughty.
But he always had a smile on his face and teased her from time to time.
But now, since the young master came to Huainan.
After all, the smiles are much less, and I have never touched myself.
Instead, whenever he had free time, he would hunker down at his desk and write random random sketches.
Alas, it would be great if the young master could change back to his previous appearance.
The current young master is a bit too serious.
…
Gu Beichuan put on his clothes and was about to go out, when he saw Xiu'er looking at him with a particularly resentful look.
"Master, is there something wrong with your face? You are staring at me like this."
"Huh." But who would have thought that Xiu'er would snort and turn her head away after hearing this.
"Alas." Gu Beichuan sighed and said, "This time I am going to the countryside to buy land. There will be mosquito bites along the way. You are a girl, why do you have to follow me?"
"But I don't want to stay at home to look after the house anymore, so the young master will take me there." Xiu'er turned her head over, her eyes were red, and she looked like pear blossoms with rain.
"Okay, okay, I'll take you there, take you there, wipe it off quickly."
"You are so old, but you still cry, and you are not ashamed."
"Hee hee, young master is the best." Xiu'er smiled charmingly, making her look even more charming.
This girl is becoming more and more attractive.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Master, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
"A visitor is coming."
…
In the living room, Gu Beichuan looked at the middle-aged man who was slightly bloated but very wealthy, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He knew this man, but he was not familiar with him. To be precise, it was just a one-time acquaintance.
When Xiang Bai came to look for him and asked him to write a poem "Huainan Autumn: A Gift to Xiang Bai" at Feihong Restaurant, this man was at the scene.
He seems to be a cloth merchant, his business is quite large, and his name is Shen Gui.
But, logically speaking, the two of them should have no intersection.
"I wonder what Mr. Shen is doing?" Gu Beichuan said straight to the point.
"This..." Shen Gui became nervous and couldn't speak for a while.
"Commander Shen said it's okay." Gu Beichuan was going to the countryside to buy land later and didn't want to waste time on him.
"In that case, let's speak frankly. I would like... to ask you, sir, to teach my children to write poetry." After Shen Gui finished speaking, his expression became nervous, his fat hands clenched tightly, and there were beads of sweat on his palms. out.
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan frowned and said: "Executive member Shen, I have little talent and little knowledge. When it comes to poetry, it is just a coincidence that I can only compose a few poems that are barely readable. If I teach indiscriminately, wouldn't I be a hindrance to Master Ling?"
"How about this? I have a very good relationship with Mr. Bailu Qin Xiuwen. How about I help you edit a letter and recommend Mr. Ling to him?"
Gu Beichuan thought he had given him enough face, but who would have thought that after hearing these words, Shen Gui froze up, and the expression on his face was even more weird.
After a long time, he twitched his lips and said, "It was Mr. Bailu who called us to look for you."
"He said that the child is smart, but he is no longer able to teach him poetry. Looking at the whole Huainan, I am afraid that only the poet Gu Beichuan can teach him."
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan also froze, twitching the corners of his mouth a little, forcing out an ugly smile, and said: "Haha, is that so? Brother Qin really thinks highly of me."
Qin, you betrayed me again!
I have sent you so many fine wines and delicacies in vain!
It really pisses me off.
"Ahem, for everyone's sake, I have prepared some small gifts. It's not a sign of respect, so please accept them."
As soon as Shen Gui finished speaking, an old servant came forward holding a long and narrow brocade box.
The brocade box was opened, and one of the intact ginseng came into view.
Good guy, use this to bribe the cadres!
