Rural Shennong

Yu Wenda was struggling and couldn't tell, he was indeed the president of the Yuncheng Food and Beverage Association.

The problem is that Chen Ping is not a member of the Food and Beverage Federation, and he has confronted Chen Ping several times, and he has suffered a lot, making him feel ashamed.

At this time, even if he begs Chen Ping humbly, they may not be able to give him wine.

And he really couldn't bear this face.

Just when Wen Da was struggling to deal with the difficulties of all the guests, Yang Hanye, who had just grabbed the young model's hand in the Tianzi No. [-] private room on the second floor, frowned tightly.

The weather is relatively cool today. Although the curtains are drawn in the private room, one window is open.

The cash register of the hotel is next to the gate on the first floor.

So many people were arguing outside the cash register, and the sound was heard in the private room.

The young model was a little upset: "Young Master Yang, the best five-star hotel in Lingnan you invited me to, why does it look like a vegetable market? It's so noisy!"

Yang Hanye's face was not very good-looking: "What a disappointment!"

"Little beauty, you are waiting for me here. I'll go down and see what's going on. I'll be back soon."

Yu Wenda is Yang Hanye's henchman, and he usually flatters and promises him very much.

Both of the two Caiyundian hotels in Yuncheng have a Tianzi No. [-] private room, which is reserved for Yang Hanye, which can be seen from this.

So there was a problem in the hotel, and Yang Hanye happened to be here, and wanted to help deal with it.

After leaving Tianzi No. [-] private room, Yang Hanye said to Yan Wanfeng who was guarding the door: "Master Yan, come downstairs with me."

Originally, there were no warriors around Yang Hanye.

But when the Yang family heard about Yang Hanye's experience in Jiang'an City, they were terrified and asked Yan Wanfeng to follow him.

It was this martial artist who followed Yang Hanye to the auction of precious medicinal materials last time.

Yan Wanfeng nodded and followed Yang Hanye to the first floor.

Beside the cashier in the hall, Yu Wenda couldn't speak so much with one mouth, and his explanation was also weak.

The customers were very angry, and that President Lan was already slapping the cash register and scolding his mother.

Just when everyone's anger could not be suppressed, a sudden loud shout came from the side.

"What do you want to do? Give me a break!"

A customer turned his head and saw that the nosy person turned out to be a young man, and he wanted to get angry at that time.

The friend next to him quickly grabbed him and whispered in his ear: "Don't, don't, don't be impulsive, this is Yang Hanye!"

People who spend in Caiyundian are all people of the scene, even if they haven't met Yang Hanye, they have all heard of the only son of the God of Wealth.

The scene was silent for an instant.

Yang Hanye was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He glanced up with his chin up, and stared at President Lan who just patted the cash register in the crowd.

"Tell me, what are you making a fuss about?"

Yang Hanye's father, Yang Derong, is the vice president of the Lingnan Provincial Association of Industry and Commerce, and the director of the finance department who is in charge of money and bags.

Lingnan Commercial Bank can be said to be an institution directly under Yang Derong.

Don't say President Lan is just a vice president, even if he is the president, he has to be courteous when he sees the son of the Yang family.

President Lan explained: "Young Master Yang, it's really not that we deliberately want to find fault."

"There is a big customer in our bank who wants to transfer his deposits to other banks. I specially invited him to dinner today and talked to him about it."

"As long as you communicate with him, there shouldn't be a big problem."

Yang Hanye understands what this exchange means, and it is nothing more than doing what he likes.

He nodded and said: "Well, I understand, you continue to talk!"

President Lan told the story about the customer who likes to drink and wants to drink Tangfen Zhenniang, but Caiyundian Hotel couldn't get it.

After Yang Hanye finished listening, he glanced at Yu Wenda with an unhappy face: "Wenda, what's your situation?"

"Isn't it just wine? You don't have it in your store, so you can get it elsewhere."

Facing Yang Hanye, how dare Yu Wenda hide it: "Young Master Yang, this matter is a bit troublesome, let's take a step to talk."

The two walked aside, and Yu Wenda said in a low voice: "Young Master Yang, it's not that you don't consider customers, but that you can't buy that kind of wine in the market at all."

"Only...you can only drink that kind of wine if you go to Pingxin Restaurant!"

As soon as he heard the words Pingxin Restaurant, Yang Hanye's heart began to tremble: "What are you talking about? Pingxin Restaurant?"

"What the hell, how can any bad thing be related to that mud-legged man surnamed Chen!"

"I cut off his alcohol supply, isn't his dilapidated restaurant dying? How can he still get alcohol?"

"Who is so courageous, dare not listen to my greeting?"

Yu Wenda shook his head and smiled wryly: "The wine he sells only has brand labels, but no manufacturer's address."

"So I don't know where he got it."

Yang Hanye turned his head and glanced at the customers who had caused trouble just now: "Why do they have to drink that wine?"

Yu Wenda sighed: "Young Master Yang, I dare not hide from you, that Tangpu Zhenjiu is indeed a rare good wine!"

"The day their new wine was first launched, I planned to watch their jokes."

"As a result, when I smelled the aroma of the wine, I was so greedy that I drool."

"Although I haven't been to their house to drink, all the people who have been there are full of praise, and I will never forget it."

Yang Hanye's face turned serious: "Is it really as good as you said?"

The foundation for their Yang family to settle down and establish a career is Lingnan Tequ, which occupies the leading position in the province.

If Chen Ping got out this Tangpu Zhenjiu shop and sold it, wouldn't it have an impact on the foundation of their family?

Yu Wenda smiled wryly, "It's more than just a good taste."

"That wine is too much to drink, and after drinking it, you feel refreshed. It has a very strong effect on promoting blood circulation and softening blood vessels."

"It is said that drinking Tangpu Zhenjiu for a long time is good for warriors!"

Yang Hanye was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly burst into laughter: "Where did you hear the rumor?"

"It's also said that you can believe such nonsense?"

Yu Wenda became anxious: "It's true, there is that painting of wine in front of their door, which is clearly written on it."

Yang Hanye turned his head and glanced at Yan Wanfeng suspiciously: "Master Yan, have you heard of this kind of wine?"

Yan Wanfeng did not answer Yang Hanye's words directly, but asked Yu Wenda: "How much is the price of their wine?"

Yu Wenda replied: "The price is 160 eighty-one bottles, one bottle is six taels!"

Yan Wanfeng said disdainfully: "In the world of martial arts, there are indeed some wines brewed with precious elixir and supplemented with secret recipes, which can be helpful for martial arts cultivation."

"But those wines cost tens of thousands of dollars at the lowest end, and there is no market for them."

"It's less than 30 yuan a tael of wine, how dare you say it's good for warriors? It's ridiculous!"

Hearing this, Yang Hanye's eyes lit up: "His surname Chen dares to make fun of warriors, he is courting death!"

"Master Yan, are you interested in accompanying me to Pingxin Restaurant?"

Yan Wanfeng met Chen Ping once at the auction, but because of his own position, he had a bad impression of Chen Ping.

He smiled slightly and said, "Okay! I also want to see if the wine they blow out is of any use to warriors."

"If it doesn't work...then he dares to openly use warriors as a gimmick. I must break his legs and smash his shop!"