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Chapter 62 Small farms only sell high-priced wine(2/2)

"good."

"Who is this?"

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao is our God of Wealth."

"Chief Liu was joking."

Zhao Donglai did not expect that the good place Liu Mingdong mentioned was just a small farm in the mountains. Of course, Zhao Donglai had seen the world, and Kung Fu Hanyang was not comparable to ordinary people. At least Li Dong felt that Mr. Zhao was very kind.

“Huh?”

"Sika deer?"

Li Dong was helpless, Xiaohua came to join in the fun. Xiaohua rubbed Li Dong's trouser legs, which made Li Dong laugh and cry. He might have thought that his pants were just wiping his butt paper again. "I came from the mountains and won't leave."

"That's right."

When Zhao Donglai heard this, he became interested. Speaking of which, Zhao Donglai is a little superstitious.

The sika deer has always been a symbol of good fortune and longevity, Zhao Donglai said with a smile. "This is a good omen, Boss Li, congratulations."

“Where, where.”

"Please, please."

"Mr. Zhao, see what good things our boss Li has prepared for us?"

Liu Mingdong's attitude was similar to when Tian Liang brought Liu Mingdong over there. Mr. Zhao was of a big background.

"Hey, Boss Li, are you redecorating it?"

"I made some small things, but I don't think it's unique. Think about making something to decorate it." Li Feng said with a smile.

"This decoration is interesting. It was designed according to the supply and marketing cooperative?" Zhao Donglai smiled. The place is good and clean, especially the sika deer welcoming guests. This makes people like Zhao Donglai feel good.

"Huh."

Zhao Donglai was suddenly attracted by the chair placed next to him. Liu Mingdong didn't pay attention but Li Dong noticed that the chair had a background. However, Zhao Donglai seemed to be just surprised. An old mahogany chair was not relieved and only appeared here unexpectedly.

“This wild eel is good.”

"There are still pheasants?"

"This is?"

“Wumi.”

"Wumi, this is a good thing." Zhao Donglai said with a smile. "Boss Li has a lot of good things here."

Wumi brought good this time. Some of the Li Dongs had already cooked it and planned to dry it and brought it back. It was not much fresh, about ten pounds.

There are many good things for hares, pheasants, wild eels, wild turtles, and wild boar meat. This surprised Zhao Donglai. No wonder Liu Mingdong said that although the farm is not big, there are many good things.

Several people didn't pay much attention to the placement of Moutai and Wuliangye. Who can't afford this thing? They bought decorations in front of Li Dong.

The group walked around and went fishing at the reservoir. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao was still a master of fishing.

I caught two bass and one grass carp in the morning and had a lot of harvest.

"It's so delicious. Boss Li has a chef here."

"Mr. Zhao, this Master Han is really good at craftsmanship." Liu Mingdong said with a smile, handing Li Dong two bottles of Moutai to him.

"What are you waiting for? Let's try this master Han's craftsmanship."

"Everyone sit down, I'll get the wine glass."

But Li Dong didn't expect that Liu Mingdong would come over to find Li Dong to get wine in a while.

"Secretary Liu, is this?"

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhao was actually a good wine. Two bottles of Moutai were not enough. I was wrong. I saw that you have two bottles of Wuliangye."

"Ah, this?" Li Dong was speechless. You are kidding. I am more than 40 years ago.

"What's wrong, it's fake?"

“This is not”
Chapter completed!
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