After completing the mission, he will leave this world and Jiuer. The movie world cannot be retained. This is a one-way ticket. Even if he may travel to the same movie next time, there is no guarantee that he will be the same character.
He told himself that all this is an illusion after all.
But reality and illusion are sometimes indistinguishable, just like the human body and spirit. Doesn't the spirit exist in reality?
Jiang Hao took back his hand on the wine jar and walked out of the wine cellar. Jiuer saw that Jiang Hao looked a little depressed and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the wine?"
"No, Jiuer, let's go back to the house. I have something to tell you." Jiang Hao said.
"What is it? We have to go back to the house to talk." Jiuer was puzzled, but she followed Jiang Hao back to the house.
Jiang Hao looked at Jiuer, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
He couldn't stay and would leave eventually, but this departure was a farewell forever.
Jiang Hao put his hand on Jiuer's face and gently stroked it with his thumb. Jiuer was frightened by Jiang Hao's expression, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's going on."
"Jiuer, let's leave." Jiang Hao suddenly said.
Jiuer was stunned when she heard the man's words, "Leave, where to go, isn't Shibalipo good? New wine is out, and there is your secret recipe. Our winery will definitely be prosperous in the future, and life will not be difficult."
Jiang Hao has his own ideas.
It's good now, but in a few years, the Japanese devils will come and everyone here will die tragically. He doesn't want this to happen again. He has no ability to stop the Japanese, but he can take the people here away. If it doesn't work, he must take Jiuer away and take her to a relatively safe place.
Go to Sichuan.
Although there are warlords there, and it was very chaotic when the war broke out, it was not occupied by the Japanese after all, and he could survive.
He wanted to arrange Jiuer before leaving.
He didn't care whether this place was real or illusory. He had this idea now. Even if he left and the world disappeared, he had to arrange Jiuer.
"Do you believe me?" Jiang Hao looked at Jiuer.
"You are my man, of course I believe you, what happened?" Jiuer looked at Jiang Hao with some worry.
Jiang Hao organized his words and said, "Now the Japanese have occupied the three northeastern provinces, but those bastards will eventually attack us. I don't want you to be in any danger. I want to take you to a safe place where you can live your whole life."
Jiuer looked at the man and asked, "The Japanese will attack us."
"Yes!"
Jiang Hao said firmly.
Although she was just a country girl, she had heard about the brutality of the Japanese. Just a few years ago, in the 17th year of the Republic of China, the Japanese killed many people in the provincial capital of Quancheng. It is said that blood flowed like a river and the spring water was all red.
"But what about our distillery?" Jiuer frowned and asked.
"Sell it."
"Don't worry, we can survive wherever we go. When we get to Sichuan, we will buy another distillery and continue to make wine." Jiang Hao said.
Jiuer thought for a while, looked at the man and said, "You are the head of the family. I listen to you. Wherever you go, I will follow you."
When Jiang Hao told everyone that he wanted to sell the distillery and settle in Sichuan, everyone was shocked. This news was too sudden.
"Our distillery has produced good wine and is just starting to get better. Why are you thinking of selling it?"
"Why do you want to live in Sichuan?"
The guys asked in unison.
Jiang Hao repeated his reasons to the guys and finally said, "The distillery must be sold. I hope everyone will leave with me. When we settle down in Sichuan, we will open another distillery. We will work together and still make a name for our Red Sorghum Liquor."
Some people shook their heads and some hesitated. Chinese people are too attached to their hometowns. If possible, no one is willing to leave their hometowns.
Everyone dispersed, and Jiang Hao called Brother Luohan.
"Brother Luohan, you have been in this distillery for the longest time. You are the master chef. You are in charge of everything in the distillery. I hope you will follow us to Sichuan. I have an idea. When we get there, we will buy another distillery or build one ourselves. By then, you will still be the master chef. The distillery will give you two shares. What do you think?" Jiang Hao said.
This is equivalent to hiring a CEO with a high salary. A 20% stake is definitely not low. It is impossible in modern society. However, Jiang Hao knows the importance of Luohan. It is not only his craftsmanship, but more importantly, he is a person.
He can do things, knows how to do things, has a calm personality, and knows everything about the old man. He is definitely the first choice for the big shopkeeper.
Luohan thought about it and asked, "Do we have to leave? Our place is very remote. The Japanese may not be able to attack us."
"Brother Luohan, you may not go out much. I go out often and know more. The Japanese are ambitious. As long as it is possible, they will definitely attack us. By then it will be too late." Jiang Hao said.
"Well, I'll go back and think about it." Luohan said.
The next day, the guys made a decision. Luohan was willing to go to Sichuan and Shu with him, as well as his apprentices Dazhuang and Erzhuang, as well as Erdan's father and mother. The others were unwilling to leave their hometown, so they had to separate in the end.
In the days that followed, Luohan managed everything by himself, paid off the previous liquor store, sold the distillery for a good price, and prepared several carts to transport things. After parting with tears, Jiang Hao took Jiuer and Luohan and set off on the road to Sichuan.
The distillery sold two thousand dollars, and he robbed several hundred dollars from Tu Sanpao, and also robbed five thousand dollars worth of gold jewelry and silver notes from Director Qian's house. With this money, he could settle down anywhere. There were
three carts in total, except for one cart carrying people, and the remaining two carts were all carrying sorghum wine. According to Jiang Hao, if someone checked on the road, they would say that they were selling alcoholic beverages, but in fact Jiang Hao wanted to take these wines, and his mission required these wines.
Luohan, Dazhuang and Erzhuang drove the cart, and Jiang Hao rode a horse. They were very tired from the long journey, but there was also a benefit. Jiang Hao's horse riding skills improved by leaps and bounds, and some of his skills were indeed honed.
Now he can be as stable as Mount Tai when he gallops on his horse.
Jiang Hao did not choose to move to a big city, but settled down in a small city around Rongcheng, bought a house and land, and acquired a winery. After two months of hard work, he finally settled down, and the sorghum wine brought from Gaomi was placed in the wine cellar.
The affairs of the winery were completely handed over to Brother Luohan. Everything was arranged, and Jiang Hao put his hand on a jar of sorghum wine.
"Collect!"
Ten seconds passed, and the jar disappeared.
"Ding, congratulations to the collector, you have collected one hundred jars of sorghum wine, which fully meets the customer's requirements. This collection task is completed."
"After the task is completed, the host can return at any time. If you do not choose, you will be forced to return in 12 hours."