Geographically speaking, compared with Sichuan and Guanzhong, Hanzhong is not as southern or as northern as it is, so the climate is moderately dry and wet, warm in winter and cool in summer.

It also has a river that runs across the east and west, surrounded by mountains, and the air quality is even better.

"Master, you are finally here," Walvin came up with a smile in a hotel in Hanzhong, and took Qin Dong's bag. "According to your instructions, we found a local dealer..."

Well, Qin Dong didn't comment, he suddenly asked, "Have you met Mr. Ran?"

"He didn't know I was here." Walvin smiled.

"Well, I'll see him." Qin Dong lay on the bed, "Thank you for your hard work these two days, hurry up and take a break."

Lao Ran actually worked hard, it has been a few days since he arrived in Hanzhong.

As the boss of yellow beer, he is very familiar with the managers of four breweries in Hanzhong.

"Hanzhong Beer, a factory was built in 1977. Its main products include 12-degree Hanzhong brand yellow beer, Sanqiang beer, and Kiwi beer. This Gunxue beer has a great background..."

The word Gunxue is based on the "Thirteenth Piano of the Han and Wei dynasties". It is the only authentic handwritten work of Cao Cao that can be seen. It is located in the Stone Gate of Baogu, Hanzhong.

"We are drinking beer, not calligraphy." Qin Dong walked side by side with Lao Ran on the not-wide street, and the houses on the roadside were very old.

"There are also Hanzhong Brothers Brewery, Wangjiang Brewery and Qingmu Brewery. Qingmu Brewery was very enthusiastic about the incorporation into the Tang Dynasty."

Lao Ran let out a long sigh, which shows that his work these days is still very effective. He has just been incorporated into Qin Beer, and Hanzhong Qingmu Beer is his letter of fame.

"Let's go, eat noodles."

The reason why the two of them are friends is that they are both delicious.

People in Hanzhong in southern Shaanxi do not like other old Shaanxis to eat noodles and buns as enthusiastically, but prefer rice.

Unlike Guanzhong, the cold skin in Henan area, the dough of Hanzhong people is made of rice paste, which tastes softer and more glutinous, and the way to eat is also important to eat hot food.

When a bowl of steaming hot and wide-spread Hanzhong dough is served, the bottom is covered with shredded cucumber, soybean sprouts, shredded potatoes, celery, spinach and other "bottom cucumbers" and poured on top of it, each household is made with unique "oil spicy food".

Qin Dong used chopsticks to lift the dough and put it in his mouth. The mouth was soft and glutinous, and there was no need to chew it. The gentle dough naturally melted between the lips and teeth, emitting a charming rice fragrance. Every bite was capitalized.

"It's delicious, you have to get it, you have to get it!" He gave a thumbs up.

Such a hot and soft dough is the "land of gentleness" on the tip of Hanzhong people's tongue.

"Mr. Qin, welcome to Hanzhong. Why? Just eat noodles. I'll treat this meal and I'll check out the bill."

Qin Dong ordered another bowl of noodles and was eating it very enthusiastically. A middle-aged man actually walked into the small shop and stretched out his hands enthusiastically.

"Qingmu Beer, Xiang Huailiang, and Xiang Mr. Xiang." Lao Ran introduced.

"Hello," Qin Dong put down his bowl and stretched out his hand. "I have heard that Mr. Xiang has always wanted to come and visit him, but I don't want to make it happen today."

"Mr. Qin is known to everyone in the beer industry. Mr. Qin is also the first person to send our beer to the White House..."

Lao Ran turned her head and smiled unfriendly. He couldn't stand it even if he flattered each other.

"Let's go, take a look at the scenery of Hanzhong." After eating the noodles, Qin Dong was not in a hurry to talk about beer. He was like a tourist and started visiting this ancient city, Wuhou Temple, Ancient Hantai, Zhangliang Temple, Huayang Liping, Wuzi Mountain, Baohe Plane Road, Hanshan Liancheng Mountain...

As the second largest city in Shaanxi, the former place of the Han Dynasty and the main conflict between the Three Kingdoms, there have been many talents.

After two days, Xiang Huailiang couldn't help it, "Mr. Ran, Mr. Qin is here to travel?" It's better not to spend money on traveling, and all the expenses are required to be paid for Qingmu beer.

"Ah, this is market research." Lao Ran shouted, "Look at people's Aoki's strength."

Oh, Xiang Huailiang is not a newcomer who just debuted. He said something, "This year, the Golden Roosters have broken their legs, and even Mr. Zhu has come to me twice."

It is no secret that Jinji Beer wants to join forces with four breweries in Hanzhong. He wants to win over Tang Dynasty beer, and Tang Dynasty also wants to win over the market. To put it bluntly, the German-French war is essentially a rush to win over the beer industry.

"We have taken a fancy to Qin Beer and Mr. Qin's ability..."

oh……

Lao Ran smiled, but she still didn't get old, but she said this! "Then let me tell you, where will you arrange it at noon?"

"I think Mr. Qin is willing to eat spicy chicken. We still eat this, okay?"

Hanzhong spicy chicken is based on the spicy chicken in Sichuan cuisine, and it is said to be from the Chengdu chef.

After arriving in Hanzhong, I switched to local chicken and seasoned it with a lot of oil, chili, grass fruit, star anise, pepper and other spices. It was so numb and spicy that the diners were in Hanzhong, but they mistakenly thought they had entered the Bashu area.

"Good." Qin Dong was sweating all over, but he still didn't mention serious matters. To be honest, he liked life in Hanzhong very much.

People in Hanzhong pay great attention to their diet and have gentle and comfortable temperaments. They are as good as those in Shu.

A bowl of hot noodles when you wake up early and a bowl of water when you are slurry at noon. You will spend a day leisurely in the old city where you are neither south nor north and spring, and experience the style of Hanzhong.

"Old Xiang, I have worked hard these two days. I know that the golden rooster is coveting Hanzhong. Zhu Quanzhong really wants to eat Hanzhong as spicy chicken. Let's talk about your conditions." Qin Dong finally got to the point.

But Xiang Huailiang really couldn't stand it if he went straight to the point. In his plan, the negotiations between the two sides were like a relationship, and they tried to hold hands shyly, and it took several rounds of tug-of-war.

But it seems that this man from the mountains and seas is really straight-hearted. No, the local rich man is rich and generous. "Dr. Qin Beer pulled out his hair and was thicker than my thighs. In this way, our green beer can be incorporated into Qin Beer Xi'an Tangchao Company as a whole, but we plan to introduce a production line. Our factory needs to be renovated. Our employees do not have a house to live in. Our..."

"Stop." Qin Dong interrupted Xiang Huailiang bluntly. I run a beer company, not a charity of the United Nations.

"You are treating your forehead as a sucker..." Qin Dong was very dissatisfied and directly shook Xiang Huailiang's face.

"Dr. Qin, since we have merged into Qin Beer, we will be a family in the future. Who do you want this money? "Xiang Huailiang looked at it, "Mr. Zhu from the Golden Rooster is here, and we have more conditions than this..."

Yeah?

For money, do you think I am like Albania?

"The money is not caused by the strong wind. After the merger, we will send people here, the general manager, deputy sales chief and chief engineer, and we will send people here."

"This..." Xiang Huailiang beat him up. He was the general manager. Qin Dong sent the general manager over again. So where did he put it?
Chapter completed!