Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

Seeing that Liang Ming understood the situation, Liang Juan said nothing more.

After dinner, the family washed up and went back to their room to rest.

Early the next morning.

After Liang Ming got up and ate breakfast, his second uncle, Liang Wen, rode his bicycle to his door.

"Xiaoming, are you ready?"

Liang Wen smiled and asked Liang Ming.

"I'm ready. I'll change my clothes and then I'll leave."

Upon seeing his second uncle arrive, Liang Ming asked with a smile:

"Second Uncle, have you had breakfast? If not, have something first."

"No, I've already eaten..."

Liang Wen initially declined, but when he saw the stir-fried beef with pickled cabbage and the stir-fried salted radish on the table, he swallowed hard.

To be honest, he hadn't had breakfast at his older brother's house in a long time.

"In that case, I'll have some porridge."

As they were talking, Liang Wen went to the kitchen, picked up a bowl and chopsticks, ladled out a bowl of porridge, and quickly began to eat.

"Second Uncle, don't rush, eat slowly."

Seeing this, Liang Ming smiled and said.

To give his second uncle enough time to eat breakfast, Liang Ming slowly changed his clothes after returning to his room.

When he came out, his second uncle, Liang Wen, had just finished eating breakfast.

"Xiaoming, I'm full, let's go."

Upon seeing Liang Ming come out, Liang Wen prepared to take his bicycle.

Seeing this, Liang Ming said to Liang Wen, "Second Uncle, why don't you ride in my car?"

He pointed to the Shuangfeng brand agricultural tricycle outside the yard.

Seeing this, Uncle Liang Wen smiled and said, "Alright, then I'll ride in your diesel tricycle."

After getting into the car, Uncle Liang Wen looked around and exclaimed, "I've never ridden in such a nice car in my life."

Hearing his second uncle's words, Liang Ming smiled and said, "Second Uncle, once our liquor factory is up and running and we make money, let alone this farm tricycle, even buying you a car won't be a problem."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Liang Wen's expression also became somewhat excited, and he said:

"Xiao Ming, your second uncle really took your words seriously."

"Don't forget your second uncle when the liquor factory makes money in the future."

“How could that be…” Liang Ming said with a smile.

As they were talking, the diesel tricycle had already driven onto the country road.

In less than twenty minutes, we drove from Taoyuan Township to Shitou Township.

Guided by his second uncle Liang Wen, Liang Ming's farm tricycle soon arrived at a liquor factory near the village.

Despite being called a liquor factory, it was actually just a liquor workshop built with red bricks.

Inside the red brick wall, there is a large workshop, several red brick houses, and a cellar warehouse used to store liquor.

The liquor factory is not large, but it is small yet complete.

It's clear that this liquor workshop has been run by several generations.

"Xiao Ming, this is the baijiu workshop I told you about. The baijiu produced by this workshop is called Jiu Xiang Niang."

As Liang Wen led Liang Ming into the liquor workshop, he explained the process.

Inside the baijiu (Chinese liquor) workshop, several workers were busy at work.

When they saw Liang Wen, their expressions were all very calm.

Clearly, this wasn't Liang Wen's first visit to the "Fragrant Wine Brewing" workshop.

The workers at the liquor workshop were aware that their boss was going to sell the workshop.

"Mr. Liang, you've arrived. What are your thoughts on the acquisition of our liquor workshop?"

At this moment, a man who looked to be about thirty-five years old came out of the house with a big smile on his face and said to Liang Wen.

Liang Ming was also secretly observing this middle-aged man. Judging from his appearance alone, this middle-aged man was a smooth operator and should be quite adept at running a winery.

This made Liang Ming a little puzzled. How could such a shrewd distillery owner end up selling his liquor factory?

"Mr. Mao, I'm very interested in buying your liquor distillery, but your price..."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Liang Wen feigned hesitation and replied.

Although he and Liang Ming had already agreed to buy the liquor workshop, they wanted to save money wherever possible.

Upon hearing this, the boss surnamed Mao showed a helpless expression and said:

“Boss Liang Wen, my price is not low. My liquor workshop has been in business for over a hundred years.”

“If it weren’t for my daughter needing surgery and I being short of money, I would never have sold it under any circumstances.”

Seeing that Boss Mao was unwilling to budge, Liang Wen didn't say anything.

He was just trying to lower the price.

But Liang Ming's face showed a hint of curiosity, and he asked:

"Is your daughter sick?"

This was the first time Boss Mao had met Liang Ming. He looked puzzled and turned to Liang Wen, asking, "Boss Liang Wen, who is this?"

“My nephew, Liang Ming, I was just the gofer when it came to selling your liquor factory; he was the one who actually paid for it.”

Liang Wen said bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Boss Mao immediately understood Liang Wen's meaning.

Whether or not his own liquor factory can be sold smoothly is not Liang Wen's concern; it is Liang Ming's.

Immediately, a smile appeared on Boss Mao's face, and he said:

"Mr. Liang Ming, I've heard so much about you! I've heard Mr. Liang Wen mention you before."

"A young man of great talent and immense wealth!"

Seeing Boss Mao constantly flattering him, Liang Ming smiled helplessly and said:

“Boss Mao, I’m a few years younger than you, so I’ll call you Brother Mao.”

"Could you tell me why you want to sell this liquor workshop?"

"I've tasted the liquor from your workshop, and it's very good."

"If you manage it carefully, you can still make some money."

Upon hearing Liang Ming address him as "brother," Mao Fang's face showed a complex expression.

In the past, baijiu (Chinese liquor) workshops did have their glorious moments.

As the industry gradually declined, fewer people fawned over them.

Especially after his daughter fell ill, he borrowed money everywhere, and in the end, he lost all his friends.

Hearing Liang Ming call him "brother" now feels completely different from how he used to be called "brother" by others.

“Brother Liang Ming, since you asked, I might as well find someone to confide in today.”

"Shall we go to the office first, have some tea, and chat?" Mao Fang suggested.

Upon hearing this, Liang Ming nodded in agreement.

After the three arrived at the office, Mao Fang took out his best tea leaves and brewed a pot of tea.

The three of them drank and chatted.

After hearing Mao Fang's story, Liang Ming also sighed with emotion.

In my heart, I even felt a little sympathy for Mao Fang.

This middle-aged man is also a pitiful person.

Mao Fang's parents died early, and his wife died in childbirth while giving birth to his daughter.

After his wife left, Mao Fang never remarried and raised his daughter alone.

My daughter is also doing well; she took the college entrance exam four years ago and got into a four-year university.

Since then, his doorstep has been worn down by relatives and friends.

Everyone knew that the Mao family was about to produce a Qilin girl.

As long as Mao Fang's daughter graduates from university, she will definitely be assigned to an excellent job.

But who could have imagined that just this year, as his daughter was about to graduate, she would be diagnosed with a serious illness...