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Volume 2: Good Boys, Bad Men Chapter 16: Business Opportunities

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    Seeing Liu Xiaobing's dumbfounded and confused expression, Fan Tingting was of course obliged to answer his questions. Who made her deeply fall in love with this bad guy who had been unreasonable to her?

    "Although this is not the best and most high-end hotel in Yanshi, because it is a newly opened nostalgic-themed hotel, the business is quite booming." Fan Tingting pointed to the parking lot across the street from the "canteen".  "Looking at the packed parking lot there, it shouldn't be difficult to tell that what I said is true, right?"

    Liu Xiaobing looked in the direction pointed by Fan Tingting, and sure enough, there were very few empty spaces in the thousands-square-meter parking space.  And there are many well-known sports cars and luxury cars among them, and there are even many Audi A6s with government license plates among them!

    Seeing this, Liu Xiaobing really became very interested in the No. 1 Commune Cafeteria, which was surprising because of its nostalgic style.

    Follow Fan Tingting into the "canteen".

    When you look at the cafeteria from the outside, it does not give the impression that it should be a courtyard filled with farm tools such as hoes, shovels or plows, but it is directly a large restaurant where many people are gathering for dinner.

    Especially at the entrance, all kinds of wild vegetables and crops are placed on the ground. There are also taro, sweet potatoes, corn and other crops that are not mature in this season. Next to it, a large earthen stove and a large pot are steaming.  There is a large bamboo basket, which contains freshly steamed corn flour pancakes and taro sweet potatoes.

    In addition, in the cafeteria, large photos of Mao Zedong and colored paper slogans with various passionate slogans were hung on the mud-like walls painted with white lime. There were also some people wearing worker, peasant and soldier uniforms and carrying old-fashioned  A waiter with a military schoolbag and an old-fashioned military cap on his head.  All of this really makes Liu Xiaobing feel like he is in a scene in a TV series.

    However, Liu Xiaobing looked around and saw all kinds of well-dressed and considerate diners sitting around the old low wooden long tables and sitting on long wooden chairs. What stood in front of them were clearly some earth-baked dishes filled with food.  There was a lot of fish and meat, and as for the wine, there were all kinds of wine, such as Maotai, Wuliangye, Tsingtao Beer Index Finger, and all kinds of red wine.  There are no wild vegetables, sweet potatoes or the like at all. What is even more exaggerated is what is being played from an old-fashioned trumpet loudspeaker at this time: "Red rice, pumpkin soup, and digging wild vegetables are also used as food."

    Liu Xiaobing looked at Fan Tingting.  "Is this the nostalgic-themed commune canteen you're talking about? It doesn't live up to its name. It's clearly selling dog meat over sheep's heads!"

    Fan Tingting smiled.  "These people really want to eat those, but it's a pity that they can't get them! Because the supply is really limited, after all, many ingredients are not available to just anyone, because it is the off-season, and many ingredients are for those who are more capable and powerful.  It needs to be prepared by someone with some background. Besides, the chicken, duck, and fish meat are not artificially cultivated, but grown under natural ecology."

    Fan Tingting said as she led Liu Xiaobing to a single room with a blue curtain and white flowers.

    Liu Xiaobing clearly saw the words "Eighth Production Brigade" written on it.

    Lifting the curtain and going in, it was Fan Zhiqiang or who was sitting there?

    "Here he comes." Fan Zhiqiang saw them stand up to greet them, and then shouted to the outside.  "Waiter, serve the food"

    After shouting, he picked up the iron wire on the Eight Immortals table as a handle and the old-fashioned round teapot with blue and white patterns on which half of the mouth was broken. He poured a glass of water into a clay bowl with black edges and gray bottom, and then pushed it  Go to Liu Xiaobing.

    "Drink some water first. When Fuyuan comes later, you can see what you like to eat." Fan Zhiqiang said to Liu Xiaobing.

    Liu Xiaobing agreed and sat on a long wooden bench next to the table while looking curiously at the private room called the "Eighth Production Brigade".

    The material of the wall cannot be seen, because it is covered with some old yellowing newspapers. There are also a few old certificates, which of course are about the honors of the Eighth Production Brigade.

    Regardless of whether there are windows or not, there are two really good floral curtains hanging on the wall.

    Although an incandescent light bulb was on overhead, the room still didn't feel very bright at noon.

    But the room was not stuffy, it was still cool.  Liu Xiaobing saw an old-fashioned standing cabinet in the corner of the room. The upper part was made into a striped shape, and wind was flowing from it.

    Liu Xiaobing knew that it was a modified vertical air conditioner. Based on the wind strength, Liu Xiaobing guessed that it was at least three units!  There is an old-fashioned radio on the cabinet, and what is playing on it is the song "Committee Mao is with us" which is red rice and pumpkin soup.

    "How do you feel here?" Fan Zhiqiang saw Liu Xiaobing's curiosity and asked with a smile.

    "Curiosity, surprise!" Liu Xiaobing replied.

      "Haha, I got this private room because the boss and I are friends! Even though it's not an inconspicuous place, the business is quite good! You must try the ones I ordered later.  Vegetables, don¡¯t underestimate those wild vegetables and crops! They are hard to find now, and the taste is different from the unpalatable wild vegetables that your father and I used to eat in big pots!¡±

    Hearing what Fan Zhiqiang said, Liu Xiaobing suddenly thought of what Fan Tingting said when he first entered the cafeteria, which ordinary people could not eat even if they ate in this cafeteria.  Tun asked: "Uncle Fan, are these wild vegetables and crops really difficult to get?"

    "Yes." Fan Zhiqiang picked up the earthen porcelain bowl and took a sip of water.  "Those are all natural and pollution-free. They have different flavors from those cultivated in artificial greenhouses now. The source and supply are really limited!"

    "You mean, artificial cultivation won't work?" Liu Xiaobing suddenly had an idea in his mind, but when he heard Fan Zhiqiang's words, his heart suddenly darkened.  However, Fan Zhiqiang's subsequent words made him angry and hopeful again.

    "It's not impossible. After all, many of these things are not products of this season. Therefore, most of them are artificially cultivated out of season. To cultivate these out-of-season ingredients, not only cannot any chemical fertilizers produced by modern industry be applied, but also the requirements for the water and soil of the cultivation site are also  Very high. The most important thing is that the water and soil there cannot be polluted in any way. City people now eat enough clenbuterol, various hormones, pesticides and chemical fertilizers, so eating these has become a cult. But the quantity is too much.  not enough!"

    Hearing this, Liu Xiaobing became a little excited.  "Uncle Fan, I have an idea and I don't know if it's feasible!"

    "Oh? Say it."

    "Look, our village does not have any industry, so there is no problem of land pollution. Moreover, because of the terrain, it is remote and mountainous, so the mountains are full of uncultivable land, and it is full of all kinds of weeds and wild vegetables.  ah!"

    Fan Zhiqiang looked at Liu Xiaobing.  "You mean you want to provide a source of wild vegetables here"

    Before Fan Zhiqiang could finish speaking, Liu Xiaobing interrupted him.

    "Uncle, please listen to me first. In fact, what you just said is indeed what I think, but I also know that the output of these things is limited after all. Even if the mountains are large, and some are more related to the season, they cannot be supplied at all.  The demand here! So what I actually want to say is that we use what grows naturally on the mountains, and then open some small land in the mountain ridges and ditches that have not been contaminated by pesticides. Although it is not suitable for large-scale planting, it only takes one piece of land.  The land can be turned into a vegetable greenhouse.¡±

    Liu Xiaobing was excited and eloquent, while Fan Zhiqiang was thinking and listening.

    By the way, "Evergrande" actually won the AFC Champions League?  !  I said it was very exciting!  I suspect that April Fool¡¯s Day in 2014 has arrived early, because this is unreasonable and unscientific!
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