Chapter 198 Follow
The takeaways from Puyunlou were served on the table one by one. In addition to smoked chicken, pickled duck, pickled pork, and small tripe, a white meat hotpot was also specially ordered.

White meat hotpot is also a hotpot, but the pot is filled with sliced ​​thin pork belly. When eating, you need to take out 2/3 of the meat, otherwise it will pop out when the water boils.
Then Aunt Zhang brought over a large plate of shredded sauerkraut and a large plate of fried peanuts and the meal was complete.

Jin Yushu appeared out of nowhere, sat down at the table with a smile on his face, and said with a smacking mouth, "Oh, white meat pot. Wow, it's still a little cold at night, just right for replenishing fat."

"This white meat hotpot needs to be paired with strong liquor. Yellow wine is not good enough. Deming, some Shanxi Fenjiu is just right."

Wang Deming came in with a 10-jin jar of Niulanshan Erguotou in one hand, put it on the ground, opened the mud seal, glanced at him and said, "I only have Erguotou, drink it if you want!"

Jin Yushu was anxious, "No, Deming, your family has such a big business now, how come you don't even have Fenjiu?"

Wang Deming raised his chin towards Alexei and said, "Soviet comrades are not used to our liquor. No matter what kind of strong aroma, sauce aroma or light aroma, they don't like it. Erguotou, which has no flavor at all, is just right."

Jin Yushu was stunned and muttered: "Wild boars can't eat fine bran."

"Uncle." Chang Yichun ran in with his short legs, saying sweetly, "I missed you so much!"

"Haha," Wang Deming motioned for Jin Yushu to get some wine, then turned around and picked up Yichun, rubbing her head against his head a few times, "Uncle misses you, too."

Chang Renchun strolled in behind him, muttering, "Little flatterer, I haven't seen you for just two days."

Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze sweeping over him. He shivered all over and quickly forced a smile, saying flatteringly, "Uncle, I miss you too!"

"Hmm," Wang Deming snorted coldly, then smiled happily when he turned to Yichun and asked, "What did you eat tonight, Yichun? Do you want to eat something with your uncle?"

"Uncle, I, I can eat a little more." Without waiting for Yichun to answer, Renchun swallowed hard and immediately rushed to speak.

"Uncle, Yichun is full from the dumplings that Aunt Qin made for me tonight. If you don't believe me, why don't you touch it?" As he said this, he touched his little belly.

"Haha, okay, go play next door, the two kittens miss you too."

"Oh, oh," the Yichun girl's eyes lit up when she heard the kitten, and she struggled to get out of Wang Deming's arms, "I want to go play with Mimi."

Wang Deming rubbed Yichun's head and said lovingly, "Go ahead."

"Go get your own dishes and chopsticks."

"Okay! Thanks, uncle." Chang Renchun trotted out and came back with dishes and chopsticks. He sat obediently next to Wang Deming and watched Wang Deming and the others drink and eat.

He then picked up a large piece of white meat with chopsticks and put it into the bowl, added some garlic sauce, and ate it with relish.

After eating and drinking, Yan Baozhen threw Alexi into the guest room in the west wing, sent Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong away, and took the children home.

From the east wing, there could still be the clanging sounds of mahjong, mixed with the occasional "chi" and "peng" sounds of unspoken tongues.

Wang Deming shook his head helplessly. These women were still so enthusiastic about playing mahjong. It seemed that they would not stop until midnight.

Alas, I can only fetch water to wash my feet by myself. Rejecting Zhang Ma's request to bring water, Wang Deming sat on a small stool in the kitchen as soon as he entered the yard to soak his feet and wash his socks. After drying them, he put on cotton slippers and prepared to go back to the house to read a book before going to bed.

"Bang bang!" The gate of the courtyard rang.

Old Zhao opened the gate and Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouying came in together.

"Second sister, second brother-in-law," Wang Deming asked curiously, "It's so late already? Is there something urgent? It's the same if you tell me tomorrow."

I was wondering, we were just having dinner and drinking together, why didn't he tell me? Did he forget?
Zhang Shouying spoke before her husband Cha Kuiyuan: "Hehe, sorry to bother you. I don't have a suitable partner. I haven't played mahjong for a while. I feel itchy today, so I'll go play with Shouchun and the others."

"I'm scared to walk alone at night, so I'll ask your brother-in-law to come with me." After saying that, he hit Cha Kuiyuan's lower back.

"Ah, yes, yes."

"Haha, second sister, you're in a good mood. Brother-in-law, then you can just accompany me for another cup of tea, and we can sober up together."

Before Zhang Shouying entered the east wing, she looked back at Cha Kuiyuan, coughed heavily, and said, "Kuiyuan, drink tea with your brother-in-law to sober up!" She emphasized the word "sober up". Then she opened the door, "Haha, Shouchun, Yuqing, Xiaoru, how are you three doing today? Do you want to switch hands?"

"Oh, my second sister is here."

"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

"Second sister, wait until I finish this set, I will go get some water for De Ming to wash his feet." This was Qin Huairu's voice.

"Xiao Ru, don't worry about him. Second sister, let me take your turn. I'll go show the cards to Diana." This is Zhang Shouchun's wife style.

"Second sister, let me take over. Let's fight together." This is Jin Yuqing.

Letting Zhang Ma go to rest early, Wang Deming picked up the thermos and poured himself and Cha Kuiyuan a cup of tea. Instead of sitting on the Luohan bed, they sat on the official hat chair on the left, with a small square table between them. He asked directly, "Second brother-in-law, just say it if you have something to say."

"Although we are just brothers-in-law, we have known each other for such a long time, and we know each other very well."

Cha Kuiyuan picked up the teacup and put it down again. His face was flushed after drinking, but his eyes were clear. He frowned slightly and asked, "Deming, tell the truth to your brother-in-law. Did you give up your shares in the Chinese medicine factory just to support the Korean battlefield?"

"Did your second sister remind you after you got home?" Wang Deming raised the corner of his mouth and asked instead of answering.

"Uh yes."

"A man with a virtuous wife will not suffer misfortune!" Wang Deming sighed, then looked directly at him with a faint smile and replied, "Of course not!"

Cha Kuiyuan became nervous when he heard this, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he asked hurriedly: "Deming, have you received any new news?"

Wang Deming's answer was not a question: "Diana asked me for money for the filling equipment, and specifically mentioned that the Soviet Union's domestic aid project needed our high-quality mines and agricultural products to pay for it. Didn't you think of anything else?"

Cha Kuiyuan blinked in confusion.

Wang Deming sighed inwardly, if he had not listened to the explanation of Professor Wen Tiejun when watching videos in his previous life: explaining the people's commune system purely from an economic perspective.

I don't know either.
"It will take the whole nation's strength to pay the Soviet Union. The country has repeatedly mentioned the 'general line for the transition period'. You must be aware of this, right?"

"I know. When I went to the CPPCC meetings, I often talked about this, saying that it is a transitional period for our development to socialism." Cha Kuiyuan nodded.

"Do I need to explain it clearly? Agriculture has already started the cooperative system, what about industry? Will it be gradually transformed?"

"You mean"

Wang Deming put it more clearly, "Second brother-in-law, both feudalism and capitalism need to be reformed."

"But we built this Chinese medicine factory bit by bit!" Cha Kuiyuan was dissatisfied.

"Really? Just relying on a few of us? Without the hard work of the vast majority of employees, it has developed? Do you know medicine or drugs?"

"But we paid for the initial investment, and we have distributed shares to the workers. We have never treated them unfairly. Without us, how would they make so much money?"

"That's what all capitalists say! And they all think they are saviors! Not feudal lords!"

"Uh"

"Then what about following the example of Le Jia and Hendry and transferring the money earned in China to Hong Kong to exchange for US dollars?"

“Marx once said that capital has been bloody since its birth.” Wang Deming kept talking, lowered his eyes, and said coldly: “The country’s trade unions and farmers’ associations are all to protect the interests of the broad masses of the people!”

"What do you think we should choose?"

"This"

(End of this chapter)