Several people clinked glasses and chatted happily during the meal.
Yan Lao Xi, true to his reputation, got drunk and had to be helped home by Sha Zhu.
Liu Hai Zhong, although his steps were a bit unsteady, his mind was still clear.
"Xiao Yu, see if you can help Er Da Ye, get him a promotion, Er Da Ye will definitely reward you handsomely." Liu Hai Zhong said in a low voice.
Lin Yu responded with a smile, "Er Da Ye, don't worry, I'll go to the factory director next week to check out the situation and see what's going on with you. We'll think of a plan then."
Upon hearing this, Liu Hai Zhong was instantly overjoyed.
"Xiao Yu, regardless of the outcome, Er Da Ye thanks you in advance. Er Da Ye knows you fancy my Luzhou Laojiao."
"To be honest, I still have four vats of that wine. I have a disciple whose family has been selling wine for generations, but they stopped doing it long ago. However, they sent me a lot of Wuliangye a few years ago. I'll have Guang Tian bring those four vats over to you soon."
Lin Yu was surprised to hear this. Who said Liu Er Pang was low in intelligence and didn't understand anything?
He seems to be pretty savvy when it comes to interpersonal relationships.
Besides, who with a low IQ could become a seventh-grade worker? It's those who call Er Pang foolish who are actually foolish.
"Alright, Er Da Ye, I thank you. That wine, I've been keeping it for gifts, but don't worry, I'll definitely take care of this matter for you. At the latest, by next Wednesday, I'll have an answer." Lin Yu said in a low voice.
"Good, Er Da Ye awaits your good news. Don't leave yet, Er Da Ye will get the wine for you." Liu Hai Zhong quickly said.
Within minutes, Lao Er Liu Guang Tian and Lao San Liu Guang Fu came out carrying four vats of wine.
"Xiao Yu Ge, these are for you from my Dad."
"Alright, thanks, brothers, give them to me." Lin Yu pulled out two handfuls of candies and stuffed one into each of the brothers' pockets.
Then he took the four vats of wine.
"Thank you, Xiao Yu Ge." Lao San Liu Guang Fu said.
Lin Yu happily carried the four vats of wine home. As soon as he entered the house, his father was waiting with a smile.
"Son, half of what you get is for your father. You got these vats of good wine, you can't not pay your respects to your father."
Lin Yu chuckled and looked towards his mother's bedroom, seeing that his mother wasn't paying attention, he said softly.
"Dad, what do you need the wine for, if it's in your hands, Mom won't let you drink it either."
"Don't worry, your son is saving it for you. Just that Erguotou, I got 200 jin. I'll keep one vat of this wine and store the rest, so my mother doesn't take them all."
"I also have several bottles of Maotai, Xifeng, Fenjiu, and Lianhuabai for you. Don't worry."
Lin Father nodded in satisfaction, smiling like a lucky cat.
"Good son, good son. Father hasn't raised you for nothing."
"Dad, you rest first, leave the door for me, I have to go out for a bit, and bring back the mutton and venison." Lin Yu said softly.
Lin Father nodded and said, "Alright, be careful when you go out, son, what else do you have there?"
"Wild rabbits, wild chickens, dried sausage, cured sausage, cured pork, ham, and red sausage, do you want any?" Lin Yu asked.
Lin Father thought for a moment and said, "If you have more wild chickens and rabbits, bring me four of each. Get a few jin of cured sausage and cured pork, and one ham, no need for the rest. My old political commissar is from Sichuan, he likes to eat this kind of stuff."
Lin Yu nodded and said, "No problem, you can count on it."
With that, Lin Yu carried the wine back to his bedroom, changed into a black outfit, and pushed his bicycle outside.
The courtyard locks at 9 p.m., just in case someone wants to go to the Pigeon Market to buy food, clothing, or household items.
Lin Yu rode his bicycle out of the courtyard and headed west.
Lin Yu's destination wasn't the Pigeon Market, but the Ghost Market.
At this time in the capital, there were four Ghost Markets.
Panjia Yuan Ghost Market, mainly selling antiques and collectibles.
Daliushu Ghost Market, by the moat outside Chaoyang Gate, where cows and horses were tied under willow trees, mainly for trading 'living things'.
Beixiaoshi in Desheng Gate, trading various goods, everything is there.
The last one, under the old Imperial City Wall in Xicheng, known as the 'Big One', is also the most complete, a place for all kinds of professions to sell stolen goods and dispose of illegal merchandise.
This time, Lin Yu's target was this 'Big One' in Xicheng.
People in the old capital say 'go to the Ghost Market' but you can't say 'go' or 'enter' or 'visit'.
You have to say 'wade through the Ghost Market'. This 'wade' word is significant, it means to test the water, whether it's deep or shallow, fast or slow, you wade through it, it's like feeling your way across the river by stepping on stones.
The reason it's called 'Ghost Market' is because, firstly, the market is filled with ghosts, fake things, things with unclear origins, illegal things; secondly, the 'Ghost Market' appears as soon as the sky turns bright, like a morning breeze blowing away mist, it disappears naturally, coming and going without a trace.
Some say the Ghost Market is unmanaged, but that's wrong.
Each Ghost Market has its own group of underworld figures managing it. Of course, there are also white gloves of high officials among them.
It's also a gathering place for sects like Jin Gelan Rong and others.
'Wading through the Ghost Market' has its own rules.
One, don't ask about the origin of goods, two, don't ask about the authenticity of goods, three, the stall owner doesn't guarantee quality or quantity.
It's all up to your own eye to decide if the goods are worth it, if you make a bad deal and buy something worthless, don't come back and complain the next day.
Even if you see through the authenticity, you can't say anything. This is the 'survival rule' of this night market that has survived to this day.
Half an hour later, Lin Yu arrived at the bottom of the old Imperial City Wall in Xicheng.
He found a secluded spot, put away his bicycle, took out a black cloth to cover his face, and slowly waded through the market.
Because of the darkness, there were many people standing and squatting, shadows flickered, some had oil lamps at their feet.
But the lamp wicks were all trimmed very small, just like the 'ghost fire' you see when you pass through a graveyard at night.
As Lin Yu walked along, using his appraising skills, he discovered that there were really few genuine items.
He encountered three porcelain pieces from the mid-Qing Dynasty along the way, but the sellers asked for exorbitant prices, Lin Yu didn't think it was worthwhile.
The key was that the items weren't too precious. Even in the future, they were only worth tens of thousands, so there was no need to buy them.
To get something good, just wait until the famine starts tomorrow, then use grain to directly exchange with the old scholars and officials, most of those are fine goods.
Besides, Lin Yu is now working with Lao Li, when the wind starts to blow, those capitalists won't be able to escape Lao Li's confiscations.
Lin Yu has plenty of opportunities to get good things, there's no need to rush.