Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Song Li and Zhang Tong drove the factory's truck directly to the tavern in Nanluoguxiang.

At this time, Lu Bo came to the tavern with a contract and a master riding a tricycle.

Sun Qingshan had just opened the door of the tavern at this time.

"Sun, it seems we came at the right time!"

Lu Bo looked at Sun Qingshan with a smile on his face.

"Comrade Lu, you guys are here so early."

"Come in and sit down."

Sun Qingshan saw the document that Lu Bo was holding and invited them in with a smile.

"it is good."

Lu Bo led his master into the tavern.

"Comrade Sun, this is the contract, take a look."

Lu Bo handed the contract to Sun Qingshan, who took it and read it carefully.

This contract is nothing more than about this one thing.

That is, Sun Qingshan must ensure that there will be no problems with the quality of the liquor delivered to Quanjude every month.

If there is any problem, Sun Qingshan will demand five times the compensation.

After reading the contract and finding no problems, Sun Qingshan wrote his name on it.

"Comrade Sun, is the wine we need ready?"

Lu Bo asked with a smile.

"of course."

"It's here."

Sun Qingshan came to a large vat and patted it.

"Ok."

"Comrade Sun, let's use this big vat first. I'll have this master bring it back to you later."

Lu Bo said.

"Ok."

"Let me help carry it."

Seeing that Lu Bo and the master were about to lift the wine jar, Sun Qingshan decided to lend a hand.

"No, no, we can do it."

"Comrade Sun, here are fifty yuan and a wine ticket for one hundred kilograms of wine. Please check it."

Lu Bo handed the money and the wine ticket to Sun Qingshan.

"Okay, thank you."

Sun Qingshan smiled and took the money and tickets.

This is the biggest deal Sun Qingshan has done since he came to the tavern.

After watching the two leave, Sun Qingshan returned to the tavern and closed the door.

One hundred kilograms of sorghum wine were taken out from the Lingquan space.

He also took down the wooden board and put a bottle of Lingquan sorghum wine on it.

Twelve yuan per pound.

"This price should be enough to compensate for the sorghum wine."

Sun Qingshan hung the board up again.

Sun Qingshan then came to the counter, took out the purchase account book, and wrote on it that he had purchased 500 kilograms of sorghum rice, spending a total of 65 yuan.

Sun Qingshan thought that if he took these 500 kilograms of sorghum rice to the Pigeon Market and sold them, he could get at least 70 yuan.

But it is dangerous for the pigeon market to sell so much food.

Although it costs less money here, it is safer.

After settling the accounts, Sun Qingshan took sixty-five yuan from the public account.

Just then Sun Qingshan heard the sound of a truck.

"Zhang Tong, did you buy the wine here?"

Songli looked at this unremarkable tavern with confusion.

The wine sold in this kind of place shouldn't be the low-quality kind mixed with water!

"Yes, Captain."

"Let's go down."

Zhang Tong said.

"Where did the car come from?"

Sun Qingshan was just planning to go out and see what was going on.

Zhang Tong rushed into the tavern with Song Li.

"Comrade Sun, let's buy some wine."

Zhang Tong shouted.

Sun Qingshan was shocked.

These two people don't look like they're here to buy alcohol, but to rob.

"It's you. There's no need to be so hasty when buying wine."

When Sun Qingshan saw Zhang Tong, an acquaintance, he spoke.

"Comrade Sun, you don't understand. This time we bought the wine because it was a task assigned by the factory leaders."

"You have to be impatient!"

Zhang Tong said.

"Comrade, our wine has an important purpose. You can't sell us wine mixed with water."

Songli said with a serious face at this time.

By now Song Li had already guessed why Deputy Director Li came to him early in the morning to ask for wine.

Those experts from Big Brother like to drink, so Deputy Director Li must have bought wine for these experts from Big Brother.

"Don't worry, the wine here is never diluted with water."

Sun Qingshan said, patting his chest.

"You are going to use this to entertain your distinguished guests, right?"

Sun Qingshan asked.

"Ah."

"It is very important to our factory, so you must not add water to it, young comrade!"

Songli said again.

Song Li was not very confident about this tavern. If Zhang Tong had not said that this was the place, he would not believe that the wine he drank was sold in such a place.

"Don't worry, comrade. I will definitely not add water here."

"If you want to entertain distinguished guests, why not buy some wine that's better than sweet potato wine, like Lingquan Kaoliang wine?"

Sun Qingshan poured out a small cup of Lingquan sorghum wine.

Zhang Tong and Song Li, who were about to refuse, suddenly widened their eyes when they smelled the aroma of wine.

"Gulu!"

The two swallowed and looked at each other.

"Comrade Sun, how much do you sell this wine for?"

Song Li thought the wine was good and he could buy it back and let Deputy Director Li taste it before making a decision.

"Twelve dollars a pound."

Sun Qingshan said with a smile.

"How many!"

Song Li looked at Sun Qingshan in disbelief, but then he thought that the wine was worth the price.

"twelve."

Sun Qingshan said.