farming tycoon

Jin Nanfeng simply took a shower, changed his clothes, and went down. When he went downstairs, he felt happy. It turned out that the Lion King was circling around that Mr. Agnelli for some reason, and kept walking at his feet. hang around.

Agnelli still looked aloof, but it was a pity that the half-sized dog next to his calf made his aloofness into a kind of embarrassment. Gu Mingtao next to him had a suppressed smile on his face, but he just didn't go to make a rescue.

In the end, Grandma Jin couldn't stand it anymore. She felt that this foreign guest probably didn't like puppies, so she walked over and stopped the Lion King: "Xiao Wang, you can't make trouble with guests. You can go outside and play by yourself."

After finishing speaking, he asked Agnelli again: "Is it because you don't like tea, how about I pour you a glass of milk? Do foreigners like to drink milk? Our milk is also good. It only costs 100 bottles for [-] yuan." .”

Poor Agnelli's Mandarin is very good, but Grandma Jin's rural Mandarin is even more difficult to understand than foreign languages. In the end, she can only show a polite and embarrassed smile to Grandma Jin.

Jin Nanfeng coughed, and said with a smile: "Grandma, use the juicer I brought back a few days ago to squeeze them two cups of watermelon juice, and I just have one of the watermelons I brought back."

Grandma Jin hurried away as soon as she heard that, Jin Nanfeng walked to the table and sat down, couldn't help but look at Agnelli more, it is true that even though this person is in the shabby room, his back is still straight, no matter what he looks like He is an ordinary person, in stark contrast to Gu Mingtao, who is sitting next to him.

There was no way to do it when I was working before. Since returning to the countryside, Jin Nanfeng is not willing to spend his brains talking in circles, and asked straightforwardly: "Mr. Just to see the scenery? Spring is over now, so there probably isn’t much to see.”

Agnelli turned his head to look at Jin Nanfeng, his eyes were extremely deep, with a clear blue color, there was always an illusion of affection, but in fact, anyone who knew Agnelli knew that he was the most deserted person.

Although his voice is still light at this moment, it has a convincing feeling: "Mr. Jin, why should you belittle yourself, the scenery here is beautiful, the people here are also very nice, and even the air is much better than in Shangjing."

Jin Nanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly. The inexplicable disgust in his heart disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Grandma Jin came over with watermelon juice, and said with a smile: "This is grown by us. We don't use pesticides. It's pure natural and pollution-free, hey, it's rare that my Nannan friends come over, and grandma will make delicious food for you later."

Gu Mingtao had already climbed up the pole, and pointedly said: "Grandma, I love cucumbers in cold salad. If you still have shepherd's purse, please make me some dumplings. I really like them. I have been wanting to die these months." , the dreams are filled with dumplings made by you."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Jin smiled and said, "Cheng Chengcheng, I will cook whatever you like, and I will bring some back when the time comes."

However, Jin Nanfeng glared at Huyou with some displeasure, and scolded: "You can do it, don't keep ordering my grandma."

Gu Mingtao didn't care about Jin Nanfeng's cold face at all, and said with a smile: "Who made our grandma love me?"

Jin Nanfeng couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he couldn't help it because Agnelli was right in front of him, so he cursed angrily: "You can't stop your mouth if you have something to eat, Mr. Agnelli, try the ones we grow at home. watermelon."

Agnelli stretched out his hand to take a sip, but went down in one sip, subconsciously took another sip, and only sighed slightly after drinking three or four consecutive sips, but did not put down the cup in his hand.

Gu Mingtao next to him was much more exaggerated, and shouted in surprise: "Damn it, this watermelon juice is absolutely perfect, why is it so delicious?"

Jin Nanfeng didn't bother to talk to him, so he asked Agnelli next to him: "Mr. Agnelli, can we tell you why you are here now? I don't think there is any need for everyone to waste time in circles."

Seeing that he is so direct, Agnelli is not used to it. After all, he has become familiar with the Chinese way of doing things since he came to China. Among other things, he always likes to talk about things before talking about the topic, sometimes for a month. He didn't even talk about business, which made him very impatient. Now he took another look at Jin Nanfeng, wondering if all Chinese farmers are so simple?

Brother Nan, a simple Chinese farmer, is smiling at Agnelli, wondering why he came here. You must know that his work in Shangjing has been handed over a long time ago, and even if the handover has not been completed, none of the customers called him Agnelli's.

Agnelli glanced at Gu Mingtao, and Gu Mingtao immediately explained: "Nanfeng, it's like this, didn't you give me two bottles of wine, one bottle was taken by my brother, and after Mr. Agnelli drank a glass, he thought The wine tastes good, so I came here specially with me, and wanted to ask if you still have this kind of raspberry wine."

Jin Nanfeng looked at the two of them inexplicably, and said directly: "If you want to drink, call me, and I'll send it to you. There's no need to travel all the way."

Gu Mingtao winked at him vigorously, but this time Jin Nanfeng seemed to have lost the ability to communicate with him, and continued: "It's wine brewed in spring, I still have some here, if you want some, I'll give you some .”

When he first entered the society, Gu Mingtao was there to help him. It was just a few jars of raspberry wine, but Jin Nanfeng really didn't want to part with it. At worst, he would make it next year.

At this time, Agnelli said, "Mr. Jin, in addition to buying a large amount of raspberry wine this time, I also want to buy its secret recipe. We can negotiate the price slowly."

Jin Nanfeng couldn't help scratching his ears, looked at Agnelli in disbelief, and asked with a strange expression: "You mean, you want to buy the secret recipe of raspberry wine?"

Agnelli showed a faint smile, and looked straight at Jin Nanfeng with those blue eyes, "Yes, I can satisfy Mr. Jin's psychological price."

These words are simply equivalent to saying, I am a rich man, come and kill me, Jin Nanfeng looked at the big fool in front of him, and felt a little pity that this person is not the client he met when he was working?

However, Gu Mingtao's wink was about to cramp, as if asking him to cooperate quickly, Agnelli seemed afraid of his hesitation, and added: "Even if the secret recipe is sold to the Agnelli family, it will not affect Mr. Jin makes his own drink."

"Okay, you wait." Jin Nanfeng left a sentence and walked upstairs.

Gu Mingtao smiled and hurriedly chased after him. When he got upstairs, he lowered his voice and said, "Madman, do you know who the man downstairs is? The boss of the Agnelli family, it is said that regardless of the throne passed to him by the Agnelli family, he created it himself." His property is more than [-] billion, this is a winner, you are welcome to chop it hard."

Jin Nanfeng gave him a strange look, and only asked, "Didn't your brother ask you to curry favor with that Mr. Agnelli?"

Gu Mingtao laughed and said: "Yes, didn't I facilitate your deal? Besides, that guy lacks everything, but not money. Whoever we are with whom, when the time comes, you can send me more delicious food." .”

Jin Nanfeng said, "I think that gentleman must have a higher IQ than you."

Gu Mingtao was unhappy, and scolded: "Who the hell are you, brother, can you get better?"

However, Jin Nanfeng had already walked downstairs with his notebook in his hand, and Gu Mingtao who was behind him was still nagging, "If you don't earn the money delivered to your door, it would be a disservice to nature. Don't sacrifice your small self for my brother's business. ah."

Agnelli looked up at the two of them, and his eyes quickly fell on the notebook. Jin Nanfeng's notebook was replaced after two years of work, because it was not used much, and it was still [-]% to [-]% new, but the style had already passed. When it was time, it looked a little bulky.

But Agnelli's eyes were very focused, as if he saw something that made him happy, and even showed a pleasant smile: "Mr. Jin, now, let's talk about the price."

"No hurry, Mr. Agnelli, why don't you read the secret recipe first." Jin Nanfeng turned on the computer with a smile, and went directly to Baidu, and soon his search records popped up, which was the brewing method of raspberry wine.

It has to be said that the Internet is the greatest invention of human beings in modern society. When all knowledge is put on the Internet, the cost of people acquiring knowledge is infinitely reduced. Although there are some problems, it is indeed a good thing for the dissemination of knowledge.

The brewing steps of raspberry wine on the Internet are very detailed. From the selection of materials to the steps, the time is almost accurate to the minute. What kind of wine does Jin Nanfeng know? Their family used to brew a rice wine at most.

However, he brewed it step by step according to the online steps, and the final product is very good, with a touching taste.

After he opened the webpage, Agnelli and Gu Mingtao's faces were a little psychedelic. Gu Mingtao didn't think of any secret recipe at first, after all, Jin Nanfeng said it was homemade fruit wine.

But the bad thing is that the taste is really good. After drinking it, Agnelli took away the rest. After a few days, he personally found Gu Mingxun and said that he wanted to buy the secret recipe, and immediately took the two brothers into the ditch.

Jin Nanfeng also wants to make money, and his savings are only a million dollars, which is a drop in the bucket for this big mountain, but he can't use any fake secret recipes to deceive people, besides, Agnelli can have such a big net worth, Certainly not a fool.

"Mr. Agnelli, I used the steps on the Internet. I'm afraid there is no way to make money from this secret recipe."

Agnelli's face was also a little ugly for a while. It was not so much the anger of being deceived and fooled, but rather a kind of disappointment accumulated over a long period of time. He stretched out his hand and pinched his brows, stood up and said: "In this case , I will not bother Mr. Jin, and I will leave."

Seeing him leaving so quickly and neatly, Jin Nanfeng couldn't bear it for some reason, probably because the gentleman's disappointment was too obvious for a moment just now, so that he couldn't ignore it.

He changed his mind slightly, and said, "Mr. Agnelli, if you don't mind, bring a few jars of wine. Although it is not brewed with a secret recipe, the taste of this wine is not my boast, it is indeed good."

Hearing this, Agnelli, who had already got up and left, paused for a moment, seemed to be thinking about something, and quickly turned around and asked, "Mr. Jin, what is the secret to making your raspberry wine so delicious?"

Jin Nanfeng showed a smile. Of course, he couldn't answer that it was the effect of the heart of life. He could only say: "Maybe our Yueyingshan Fengshui is good, the raspberries produced are good, and the natural water used is good, so the final brewing The wine that comes out will be fine."

Agnelli frowned slightly, secretly twisting the word Fengshui in his heart, and suddenly said: "The Fengshui here is really good. If Mr. Jin doesn't mind, I would like to live in Yueying Mountain for a while. What do you think?"

Jin Nanfeng was dumbfounded and didn't know where this magical turning point came from, but before he could speak, Gu Mingtao who was next to him immediately agreed: "Of course, you can stay as long as you want, as long as you eat well and live well here, just treat it as a living room. Give yourself a break!"