Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

After leaving the workshop, Guo Xing and Liu Chang were both impressed by the large scale of the factory. Only Ye Fan suddenly realized and asked Liu Jingwen in a low voice: "Is your sister called Liu Xia Lian?"

The fourth one was quite surprised: "How did you know?"

"There was a report in the newspaper some time ago about a female entrepreneur from Baishan who exchanged canned food for three planes from the Great Bear Country. It should be your sister."

Liu Jingwen shook his head: "I don't know. I'll go ask my sister."

Liu Jingwen took two quick steps and said, "Sister, sister, did you exchange the canned food for three planes from the Big Bear Country?"

"Yes, but only one has been delivered so far. More than 20 canning factories are working urgently to replace the other two after the New Year."

Guo Xing suddenly realized. Liu Jingwen had always said that his second sister made pickles. In his opinion, making pickles meant at most having three or four large jars, riding a pedal tricycle and going out to set up a stall early in the morning and returning late at night. Sometimes, if you were unlucky, your stall would be confiscated. Now it seems that this pickle factory is over a billion yuan in size, with at least more than a thousand people.

Ye Fan spoke in a Cantonese northern dialect: "Although the passenger planes of the Big Bear Country are not as good as those of the United States, they are cheaper and very suitable for short-distance domestic use. If the route is stable, there will be no worries about selling dozens of them, and there will still be three times or five times the profit."

Liu Xia Lian was surprised to find that this handsome boy was very knowledgeable. It was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary farmer's son, but definitely the son of a big business tycoon, otherwise he would not have such knowledge.

"Brother Ye is right, but the situation in the big bear country is complicated, and the international environment is complex and changeable. Sometimes an international contract is not as good as a piece of waste paper. Now we can only take one step at a time. Let's go and chat in the office."

None of the three classmates of the fourth grade is simple. Relatively speaking, Ye Fan is the most sensitive to business.

Guo Xing is a mature and steady man in his twenties, but people would still believe he is almost thirty.

After chatting for more than an hour, Liu Xia Lian said, "Old Four, you can eat our Northeastern specialty dishes at Baishan Iron Pot Stew on the street, and just put it on my account after you finish eating."

"Will you come with us?"

"I won't join you young people's gatherings. If I go, you guys won't be able to relax. I'll take you home after dinner. There's been a lot of snow in the mountains these days, so it's a good time to trap pheasants and hunt rabbits."

The four of them left the pickle factory, and Liu Chang said, "Oh my god, Lao Si, isn't your family definitely rich?"

"My second sister is married. She is no longer my family. Come on, don't worry about it. Let's go eat."

Baishan Iron Pot Stew is the first restaurant opened by Liu Xia Lian. Although she has opened restaurants in counties, cities and provincial capitals, this place has always been the birthplace and the place where she started. Liu Xia Lian attaches great importance to it and both the chefs and waiters are carefully selected.

Two 1.75 meter tall beauties greeted us at the door. They were very pretty, but their voices lacked the euphemism of a Jiangnan beauty. When they opened their mouths, they spoke with the flavor of corn from the Northeast: "Brother, what do you want to eat?"

Liu Jingwen was not polite: "Is there a private room?"

"Yes, of course." The older sister led the four people to a private room. There was a large round table in the middle, which was not crowded for ten people.

Soon, dried and fresh fruits arrived. The dried fruits were nothing special, just raisins and golden dates. But two plates of fruits were special, watermelon and cantaloupe. The fruits in Northeast China are not cheap in this season.

Ye Fan asked the waiter: "We didn't order a fruit plate? How much is one?"

"Don't worry, this is free. Here is the menu, take a look at what you want to eat."

Liu Jingwen said: "Don't worry, my sister said to put it on her account."

Guo Xing looked at the menu but didn't order anything.

Ye Fan took the menu and looked at it: "I'll do it, I'll do it, I'm proficient in all kinds of food."

The food in the Northeast is really not cheap. A small portion of stewed goose is 7 yuan, a small chicken stewed with mushrooms is 6 yuan, eggplant and catfish is 5 yuan, and oil beans and spare ribs are 5 yuan. Ye Fan ordered four dishes. Liu Jingwen wanted to persuade him, but it was hard to say.

The waiter said, "Brother, the four dishes you ordered are too many. Four people can't finish them."

Ye Fan patted his chest and said, "The four of us are big guys, we can definitely finish it."

The waiter was delighted when he heard this. The four little potatoes pretended to be big men. He just needed to remind them. The more orders they made, the more money they earned.

It was busy at this hour, so we had tea first. Twenty minutes later, the dishes came up. First, there was a goose stewed in an iron pot. The goose meat was paired with potatoes, and it was stewed very well. The small portion was five pounds of goose meat and three pounds of potatoes. The stewed soup weighed at least ten pounds. It was put in a stainless steel basin and placed on the table. Ye Fan was stunned. This, this, is this definitely one portion? Isn't this a basin?

The second pot came up soon after, chicken stewed with mushrooms. This pot was smaller, with a free-range chicken weighing more than two pounds, garnished with hazel mushrooms and coriander.

The third pot, about three pounds of catfish stewed with eggplant, is so delicious. The fourth pot, two pounds of spare ribs, two pounds of oil beans, and vermicelli.

Four complimentary side dishes were served shortly afterwards, including pickled cucumbers, pickled beans, peanuts with aged vinegar, and fried broad beans.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Ye Fan felt like he was about to explode. When he ordered four dishes in his hometown, each portion was just a few small pieces. But why was there such a big difference here? The table was full, and there were also four complimentary side dishes and four fruit plates.

Guo Xing said: "Old Four, why don't you try to persuade Ye Fan?"

Liu Jingwen scratched his head. "My sister just opened this pickle factory not long ago. Our family's living standard couldn't even afford to eat in a restaurant. I didn't know there would be such a large amount. It's okay. Eat as much as you can and take the rest home. The weather won't be bad."

Ye Fan said, "No, if we eat them all, they will go bad. So let's have chicken stewed with mushrooms and pork ribs with beans for lunch, and take the remaining two back for dinner."

"Okay, that's all."

When the four of them went back, they packed up two dishes and when they came out they saw Liu Xia Lian at the street corner.

"You are all wearing too thin clothes. The weather in the Northeast will teach every southerner a lesson. I will help you change some clothes. I will treat you."

Ye Fan and the others wanted to be polite, but the day was too cold.

The four of them came to the Damei Clothing Store next door. When the salesperson saw the big boss coming, she quickly greeted them, "Sister Xia Lian."

"My brother and his classmates are back from college in Beijing. The weather is too cold. Please each choose a pair of shoes and a down jacket. I'll treat you."

"Okay, Sister Xia Lian."

First of all, shoes. Each person got a pair of waterproof high-top snow boots with sheepskin inside. They looked mighty and domineering, and the main feature was warmth. Each person chose an extended black down jacket, which was 20 centimeters below the knee. After putting it on, sweat broke out on the forehead. This was the most high-end down jacket, which was called eight-goose down, the down of eight adult geese.

Guo Xing was wearing the casual clothes he bought in the Beijing Mall. They cost him 400 yuan, but they were much warmer than the casual clothes he wore.