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"You kid is capable. After I buy it back, you are not allowed to drink it. Let's see if your wife finds you to settle accounts!"

When Zhang Xiaozhong heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately stopped talking.

Liu Qingshan also had nothing to say, and could only give Zhang Debiao a thumbs up: "Master Biao, your old lady knows how to do this. The higher authorities are not allowed to write in the brochures, otherwise they would have been sold out."

Hearing what he said, the foreigners who were watching the excitement, after listening to the translator's slightly cryptic translation, were all excited, and they all gathered around after a huff.

Zhang Debiao was also a little tired, and he left contact information with Liu Qingshan, and was reluctantly pushed away by his son.

Liu Qingshan followed him all the way out of the exhibition hall, and then waved goodbye: "Master Biao, I'm waiting for you at my hometown!"

"Okay, Xiaoshanzi, see you guys!"

Zhang Debiao raised his hand and waved it, then sat on the wheelchair and laughed loudly. After being pushed far away, the laughter gradually became inaudible...

When Liu Qingshan returned to the booth, he saw County Magistrate Wang and the three of them busy signing the letter of intent again.

He stretched his head and took a look, good guy, thousands of bottles have been sold in such a short time.

"Stop, stop, stop selling!"

Liu Qingshan hurriedly went up to call for a stop, but everyone stared at him in a daze, as if they were looking at a fool.

Especially the few staff members just now glared at Liu Qingshan: You are young, why do you always give us problems?

Those who come here to participate in the exhibition, who doesn't want to sell more things and earn more foreign exchange for the country's exports, how can you do this?

Liu Qingshan can't do anything about it, so he first explained to County Magistrate Wang and the others: "Our distillery has limited stock of medicinal wine, and the factory director, Lao Li, told me that it can fill more than 1 bottles at most."

So that was the case, County Magistrate Wang and the others suddenly realized, and then they were full of regret.

Liu Qingshan had to explain to those foreign businessmen who were protesting: "Gentlemen, please listen to me, our medicinal wine, after preparation, has to be kept for at least a year before it can be drunk, so if you want to order, just Can wait until next year.”

Things are often so strange, the more you don't sell, the more people want to buy.

Especially the foreign businessmen who haven't placed an order yet are even more stubborn, so Liu Qingshan has no choice but to report the situation and let the higher-ups be responsible for communication.

It was the first time for the organizing committee to encounter such a situation, and it was also difficult. After an urgent discussion, they still contacted Zhang Xiaozhong.

After explaining the whole story, Zhang Xiaozhong agreed to change his order to [-] bottles.

The remaining part was also divided up by foreign businessmen, which can be regarded as a relatively satisfactory solution to this problem.

Someone even said something from above: This medicinal wine is selling so well, Bishui County must immediately increase production after returning to Bishui County!

County Magistrate Wang and the others didn't know how to do it, but Liu Qingshan knew it, so he immediately reported the situation: Bishui County didn't have stocks of precious medicinal materials like tiger bones.

He also knew that in another ten years, the country would ban the use of tiger bones for medicine.

So he wanted to use the power from above to collect as many tiger bones as possible on the market. A small, remote county like Bishui County alone did not have this ability.

After a busy day, County Magistrate Wang and the three of them have almost reached their physical limit.

However, the spirit was extremely high, and news came from the conference: their small Bishui County signed a contract worth nearly 20 U.S. dollars on the first day, and it really set off a big firecracker.

In contrast, Liu Qingshan's situation is much better. He has always been relatively calm mentally and has more physical strength. It has to be said that mentality is very important in many cases.

Peace of mind, everything is natural.

After dinner, county magistrate Wang made a long-distance trip back and couldn't wait to announce the good news to the county.

According to anecdotal rumors, Secretary Gao of Bishui County had to ask his wife to accompany him for a couple of drinks after he hung up the phone, but unexpectedly, he was poured down by his wife...

In the next few days, the transaction volume in Bishui County also dropped, but finally broke through the $20 mark.

Not to mention a small county, even many big cities that can be named, many of them can't reach this number.

After making up their minds and the business was not busy anymore, the four of them started working in two shifts, leaving two at the booth and the other two visiting the big city of Yangcheng.

County Magistrate Wang and the others were full of praise for the high-rise buildings that rose from the ground, while Liu Qingshan liked the people in the city and took a lot of photos.

The camera brought by Director Zhou was basically hung around his neck, and several rolls of film were taken.

And Director Zhou is also very winking, this seagull camera is directly used by Liu Qingshan, which is equivalent to giving him the camera in disguise.

Of course, Liu Qingshan was embarrassed to refuse this kind of thing. He wanted to have a camera for a long time, and use the lens to record the details of life, but he has been suffering from no spare money.

In addition to sightseeing, when you come to a big city like Yangcheng, you also have to go shopping. After all, most of the time you don’t need a ticket to buy things here.

Liu Qingshan mainly bought some clothes for his family. He bought four or five pairs of jeans alone.

The eldest sister, the second sister, the eldest brother-in-law and even Yang Hongying, each with one.

As for the fourth and fifth children, I also bought them each a beautiful children's clothing.

There are also mothers, grandparents and grandparents who also bought them a bread suit.

At this time, the down jackets were not well processed, and the down jackets could be stuffed with down, so that they were bulging like bread, so they got this name.

Although the appearance is not good, it is better than keeping warm. It is light and warm for middle-aged and elderly people to wear, but the price is a bit expensive.

However, Liu Qingshan bought it without hesitation. Money can be earned slowly, and the health of the family cannot be bought with money.

Chapter 72 Return with full rewards

In mid-October, the southern part of the country is still as hot as midsummer, but in the remote northern town of Bishui, it is already late autumn.

People changed into autumn clothes and long johns, and the streets were full of withered and yellow leaves.

But on this day, the streets of Bishui County were not at all bleak in autumn. Instead, the sound of gongs and drums was loud, and the young pioneers all wore bright red scarves and lined up to welcome them.

"Hey, there is such a big battle, is it because the top is going to come to the big cadres?"

Many people are talking about it.

Some also said with some inside information: "I heard that it is a product of our county. At what meeting, it is much more sold. It has earned the old nose foreign exchange."

When the onlookers heard it, they all felt that their faces were radiant. At this time, people have a strong sense of honor.

When Liu Qingshan followed County Magistrate Wang and the others out of the station, he was also taken aback by the sight in front of him: it was the first time he had experienced the grand scene greeted by thousands of people.

And there are young pioneers presenting flowers to salute, this treatment, tsk tsk...

Anyway, I haven't experienced it before, but when I was in elementary school, I once served as a red scarf to present flowers to others.

Secretary Gao of the county party committee first delivered a passionate speech, then the county magistrate Wang of the delegation, then Zheng Hongqi, and then director Zhou.

Finally, I want Liu Qingshan to talk about it.

Liu Qingshan waved his hands again and again, saying that he is really not suitable for speaking as a student, so he was spared.

Then, the crowd crowded around the delegation to the guest house, just like welcoming a triumphant hero.

It made Liu Qingshan a little dizzy, all the dedication, all the hard work, finally gathered into two words:

Worth it!

In the hostel, he was naturally drunk, Liu Qingshan originally drank soda, but Secretary Gao forced him to drink a glass of Moutai, which scared him away.

Liu Qingshan took a stroll outside to feel more comfortable. In the guest house, he must never go back. Those are old soldiers who have been tested for alcohol. Would it be good to be caught by them?

It's been almost half a month since he came out, and now he has one thought:

Come back home!

No matter how prosperous and exciting the outside world is, only home is the harbor he always misses.

"Comrade Liu!"

Suddenly an extremely eager voice came from behind, and Liu Qingshan was hugged just as he turned around.

Seeing the shining bald head in front of him, he knew it was Director Guo of the flax factory.

"Qingshan, it's thanks to you this time, you are a great contributor to our flax factory!"

Clap, clap, Director Guo slapped Liu Qingshan on the back excitedly, thanks to Liu Qingshan is a strong guy, if he changed to a softer body, he would have to slap him and vomit blood.

Director Guo is so excited, so excited. These days, he often wakes up laughing from his dreams.

And all of this stems from the young man in front of him. Now that he finally sees something alive, do you think he can't be excited?

"Qingshan, no matter what, you have to attend the celebration party of our flax factory tonight, and those guys are clamoring to toast you!"

Director Guo finally stopped filming, but made another suggestion to make Liu Qingshan more panic.

"Uncle Guo, I just came out to hide from drinking. I'm still a student now, so I can't drink."

With a bitter face, Liu Qingshan finally broke free from the warm embrace of the other party.

Uh... students?

Only then did Director Guo remember Liu Qingshan's identity, and the smile on his face became brighter: "Qingshan, our flax factory is going to recruit a group of workers, are you interested?"

Seeing Liu Qingshan's completely indifferent expression, he quickly added: "If you come, you will train in the sales department for a year first, and then you will be promoted directly. The position of chief sales officer has already been prepared for you."

For an ordinary farm boy, this is definitely a good thing: eating the food supply, and then being a cadre, that is simply a step up to the sky.

The ancestral graves don't emit green smoke, and they dare not think so.

However, Liu Qingshan declined politely, which made Factory Director Guo feel very disappointed: "Qingshan, I know you are a college student, and we will not delay your future, but in the future, you must not refuse to make suggestions in the factory. !"

While speaking, he also took Liu Qingshan's hand.

And Liu Qingshan felt that there was an extra piece of cardboard in his palm.

Director Guo patted him on the shoulder again: "In the future, if anyone in your family is willing to work in the flax factory, tell Uncle Guo that we are a family, so don't be polite."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand: "Well, I have to go in and continue to accompany me. I guess I have to drink another drink today."

Although he complained in his mouth, the expression on Director Guo's face was quite complacent.

Speaking of which, Director Guo is also one of the protagonists of this celebration banquet.

When Factory Manager Guo entered the guest house, Liu Qingshan looked at the square piece of cardboard above his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

"With this ticket, you can receive a Butterfly brand sewing machine."

Underneath is the official seal of the first-hand store, and this kind of bill is obviously received directly without spending any more money.

The last time my eldest brother-in-law received the manuscript fee, he clamored to buy a sewing machine for his mother, but he never got a ticket.

If you really want to fall asleep, someone will give you a pillow. Not only will you have a sewing ticket, but it will also be a free ticket.

This can be regarded as a little thank you from Director Guo. The price of a sewing machine is higher than that of a Shanghai watch. This gift of thanks is very important at the moment.

As for giving money, hehe, who has the courage these days?

I put the sewing ticket in my pocket and patted it with satisfaction. With this thing, my mother no longer has to light a lamp to boil oil, and work hard to mend their clothes and pants by hand.

Liu Qingshan was very happy when he saw another person, staggering to and fro, swaying towards him, looking at the iconic distiller's nose, it was the old man from the winery who hadn't escaped.

"Uncle Li, you can't drink too much, you haven't smoked every day?"

Liu Qingshan greeted with a smile, he knew that the main event was coming.

If the sewing machine just now was just an appetizer, then now is the real feast.

"Qing Shan, help me out first."

Big Old Li leaned directly on Liu Qingshan's shoulder, speaking in a low voice.

Although there was a smell of alcohol on his face, but listening to him speak, he didn't go off the rails.

Liu Qingshan pretended to support him, and the two of them left the guest house together, and found a secluded place, only then did Big Old Li stop in his tracks.

At this moment, the other person stopped shaking, and his eyes were no longer blurred. The way he was just now must have been faked.

"Qingshan, let me represent the workers in the factory first, thank you!"

Big Old Li grabbed Liu Qingshan's hands, shook them vigorously a few times, and then the expression on his face became tangled.

After struggling for a while, he stomped his feet and said apologetically, "Qingshan, Uncle, I'm sorry for you this time!"

Liu Qingshan just looked at him with a smile, and the elder Li became more and more ashamed: "Qingshan, this time there is too much noise, the money promised to you, our winery has no way to give you cash."

Of course, Liu Qingshan already knew this in his mind: a bottle of wine costs an extra three yuan, and if there are more than 1 bottles of wine, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan.

For the amount of transactions at the Canton Fair, of course, foreign exchange must be directly retained by the above, and then converted into RMB, and then returned to various places.

The money has to be paid, and it's not even worth a penny. If the winery really wants to give Liu Qingshan tens of thousands of yuan, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar immediately.

As for the agreement initialed by the two parties, that thing is actually almost like waste paper now.

After Da Lao Li finished vomit, he looked around for a while, and then he leaned into Liu Qingshan's ear and said: "I, Da Lao Li, is not someone who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges, Qingshan, you showed us a way to make money, we If you don’t know how to express your gratitude, are you still a human being?”

After finishing speaking, Big Old Li looked around again, and lowered his voice: "Uncle, tell you, there is still a small coffer of 2000 yuan in our factory, and it's all yours!"