Another World’s Fruit Tycoon

"Ding Dong—"

"Xiao Kun, go see who is here."

In the past few days, Zhou Kun’s house has knocked on the door constantly. They are all aunts from the community who come to deliver the New Year’s goods. These days, Zhou Kun has counted at home. There are more than 20 kinds of pickled vegetables in his house. People.

When Zhou Kun bought this house, Xu Yufen complained that the house was too big and unpopular, and now it is impossible to fit in a room just with things sent by neighbors during the New Year.

Zhou Kun picked up the prepared clay pot. The fig honey helped a lot in the past two days, and it was unanimously approved by Jinlanzhihua as a gift in return.

"Boss Zhou, Happy New Year, I take the liberty to come here today, mainly because I want to come and give you something."

When Zhou Kun opened the door, he didn't expect that the person who rang the doorbell at the door was Lao Zhu, a wholesaler. Originally from yesterday, after Chen Mingfa brought the jar of fig honey, Lao Zhu and others had been thinking about it. Finally, Chen Mingfa was too entangled by them and brought them to give gifts to Zhou Kun's house.

"Boss Zhu, you are so polite, how embarrassing you are."

When Zhou Kun saw what they gave, it seemed that they were all of the same kind. The representative of high-end liquors on the market, Maotai Liquor, the so-called so-called "reaching out and not hitting the smiley people", other wholesalers would come to deliver things to themselves. People.

"Where and where, next year we will have to rely on boss Zhou to continue to take care of our business."

Finally, Zhou Kun returned their jar of fig honey, and Lao Zhu and others left happily. I didn't expect that boss Zhou was so cheating after having been in business for so long!

"Xiao Kun, who is here?"

"It's a few customers in the company who gave something for the New Year."

"Why didn't you be polite with others? We already have so many things in our house, so what do we need to do..."

Originally Zhou Jianguo was about to nag, but suddenly looked at the wine box in Zhou Kun's arms and couldn't speak.

"Xiao Kun, is this Maotai wine?"

"probably."

"This is Maotai, I have drunk it, this is the packaging!" Lao Zhou said with certainty looking at the wine in Zhou Kun's arms.

"Dad, take this wine to drink!"

"What to drink? Where does Dad need to drink such expensive wine, put it all away, and wait for your wedding banquet to take it out. Then the noodles will be arranged, tusk..."

Speaking of Lao Zhou, he was going to move the wine into the room. Such valuable things should be hidden away.

"Dad, this wine doesn't have much money, and now our family's condition is to drink it every day."

"Just start with a little money! Look at the son of Sister Huang, Gao Sheng, that kid is so honest, and such a big boss doesn’t look like a show, and it’s not that Sister Huang followed everything else. Begging for food, when will someone drink such expensive wine at home!"

Zhou Kun thought that you didn't know how expensive Aunt Huang's "Lafite" was!

"Old Zhou, what are you two talking about standing at the door, come and personally give me a hand!"

"Xiaokun, go and help!" Lao Zhou moved into the room with alcohol. Even if Zhou Kun wanted to help, he didn't seem to be a patient recovering from a serious illness.

During the whole day of Xiao Nian Ye when Zhou Kun’s phone calls did not stop, several wholesalers came one after another. Zhou Kun didn’t know how they got into the community. They might all be from Lao Zhu. The news that people got, a box of wine in hand, stood at the door of Zhou Kun's house stupidly.

At the beginning, Zhou Kun was willing to deal with a few words. Later, more and more wholesalers began to follow this behavior. It is probably because fig honey is too good at attracting bees and butterflies. Several wholesalers just gave away the wine. Keeping Harazi looking at the honey pot behind Zhou Kun, Zhou Kun didn't know what to say.

"Hello Mr. Zhou, several more guests came here, saying that they were your visitors." More people were blocked by the gatekeeper of the community, and finally Zhou Kun was out of control.

"I will put these jars in your guard room. If there are my guests, you can ask them to leave the things, and then they will be delivered to my house."

After that, there was a rare queuing scene in the guard room of Jinlan Mingju, and when they left, without exception, they would call Zhou Kun a greeting.

"Tsk tsk, so many Maotai wines, do you think they said yes?"

"Jinlan dwellings also have many noble people, but I have never seen a person like Mr. Zhou who is full of pomp."

"That's wrong. Mr. Zhou is the least ostentatious. He drives in and out of a van, but who can say that he has no money? How can such dozens of boxes of Maotai wine cost hundreds of thousands? Well, they just put it at the door so improperly."

"One case of this Maotai wine is our salary for several months! The life of the rich is really different."

The wealthy Zhou Kun and Ji Gaosheng mentioned by the security guard are making a tantrum over a bowl of meat. Zhou Kun didn't expect that there would be fresh storm pork in Aunt Huang's house.

He has regretted it now. The storm pig he brought back with him is really too few, and the so many pork legs hoarded in Huang Fang's home have become her New Year's weight. The freezing layer of the double-door refrigerator is still iced several fat elbows. Too!

Just now in Huang Fang, I proposed that the two families have a meal together. Ji Jiayan and Huang Fang’s daughter-in-law Xie Xuan did not come back this year. The bad meat went to Zhou Kun's house, saying that it was a meal with a shy face.

Zhou Kun calmly pushed the feet on the side of the push, and signaled that if Ji Gaosheng could give up this piece of bad meat, he could eat more of the feet in his own home.

Ji Gaosheng glanced at the feet jumping on the side, and after reassessing it, he still felt that the bad meat made by his mother was more fragrant, so his eyes were still on the only meat in the bowl.

"Why don't you two eat? Are you too fat? Give it to me, an old man, and drink it with this meat!" Zhou Jianguo was not welcome, and a chopsticks put the only meat in the bowl. in.

Seeing Lao Zhou moved his hand, Ji Gaosheng was naturally embarrassed to stare again, so he silently began to pick up rice.

"Xiao Zhou, can we have more pork from our pig farm next year?" After experiencing the taste of storm pigs, Huang Fang feels that his mouth has become extraordinarily picky. Now he is a corn-fed pig in the country. I look down on her here.

"The main reason is that the licenses for large-scale pig farms are not easy to handle, and the previous policies were tight."

"Well, pork prices have risen this year~www.NovelMTL.com~ This permit has been a lot easier to handle recently. I have a friend who can help with this permit."

Where does Ji Gaosheng have any friends, but this pork is really tempting, even if he invests a little money, this pig farm must be set up!

At this time, the people in the security room just delivered the wine Zhou Kun placed at the door.

"Uncle Zhou, you like to drink. I have a few bottles of fifteen years old, when will I bring them to you!"

"Xiao Ji, you don't need to be so polite. Hurry up, eat vegetables and eat more. This double-foot jump is made by Lao Jin, and it can be regarded as a buddha gift. I think you just ate a lot. Would you like to bring a bowl when you go back? "

"That's really thanks to Uncle Zhou, mainly because Master Jin's craftsmanship is so good, I'm not welcome."

Zhou Kun looked at Ji Gaosheng in front of him and didn't even have the conscious of being a big boss.

Oh, man! Then Zhou Kun launched an attack on the feet in front of him.

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