Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Old Man Xian ignored Liu Yi, who was kneeling in front of him. He walked to the wall and squatted down, sobbing silently for a long time. In the end, Liu Yi stood up and walked to Old Man Xian's side. He called out softly in Gu Yi City's official language, "Grandpa, Grandpa."
The old man understood Liu Yi's call. He raised his head, raised his old and thick fingers, and gently touched Liu Yi's face. He nodded, stood up, wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and said a few words to Xian Dongshuang.
"Grandpa asked you to sit down. I'll go get Second Uncle."
Old Man Xian walked to Liu Yi and asked in a very strange Gu Yi City's official language, "What's your name?"
"Liu Yi."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two."
"Are you married?"
"I got the marriage certificate. We'll hold the banquet next month," Liu Yi said and pulled Chen Weizheng over. "This is my husband. His name is Chen Weizheng."
"Hello, Grandpa." Chen Weizheng greeted the old man.
The old man looked at Chen Weizheng and was very satisfied.
Chen Weizheng walked to the electric scooter, opened the trunk, and brought in the things he had bought in Baoshi Village. Liu Yi saw a folding table next to the central room. He took it over and set it up. He took out a few napkins from his small bag and wiped it. It was full of dust. Chen Weizheng put the wine and sugar cookies on the ground. He freed his hands and walked to the electric scooter. He took the flannelette used to wipe the scooter and wiped it on the folding table. The flannelette immediately changed color. When the table returned to its normal color, the flannelette had completely lost its original color.
Liu Yi placed the sugar cookies on the table and the wine under the table. He carried the five-pound pork chop to the kitchen. Then, the sound of washing came from the kitchen.
Chen Weizheng did not follow them in. Instead, he sat in the central room and had a conversation with Old Man Xian. Chen Weizheng took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower, tore it open, and handed a cigarette to Old Man Xian. Old Man Xian took the cigarette and took out a one-yuan one-time lighter from his pocket. He lit it up. When he saw that Chen Weizheng did not light it, he quickly handed the lighter to Chen Weizheng.
Chen Weizheng took the lighter, scraped the grinding wheel with his finger, and lit the lighter. He lit a cigarette and asked, "Grandpa, how old are you this year?"
"66 years old," Old Master Xian said.
"Damn, 66 years old! I can't believe he's as old as a mummy. "Chen Weizheng thought to himself.
"How are you feeling?" Chen Weizheng asked again.
"Good, good! You can carry your own water, grow your own food, grow your own vegetables, chop your own firewood, you can do everything. "The old man said.
"You're only 66 years old. If you can't even do these things, then you're done for. Not to mention those leaders in the central government who just ascended to the throne at 66 years old, even those in Chen Village who are in their sixties are strong enough to kill tigers. "Chen Weizheng thought so in his heart, but he could not say it out loud." Grandpa, don't you have any chickens? "
"No. They're noisy." It's very noisy, "Old Man Xian said.
"You don't have chickens? That's a crazy reason!" Chen Weizheng really didn't understand the old man in front of him.
As they were talking, Xian Dongshuang walked in with a man in his thirties. He was a very quiet man. He was wearing a casual jacket with a small lapel over a white shirt, suit pants, and leather shoes. As soon as he stepped through the door, he stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, hello. I'm Xian Guohe. You can call me Second Uncle."
"Hello, Second Uncle. My name is Chen Weizheng. I'm from Chen Village in Longshan." Chen Weizheng introduced himself.
"Chen Weizheng? That name sounds familiar. " Xian Guohe had an impression of this name. It seemed that the name Chen Weizheng had affected this place.
"I remember!" Xian Dongshuang shouted, "My cousin-in-law is Chen Weizheng from Longshan battery."
"Longshan battery! Yes, yes! He's Chen Weizheng from Longshan battery! Am I right? "Xian Guohe asked.
"That's me. I'm the chairman of Longshan battery, Chen Weizheng." Chen Weizheng admitted honestly.
At this point, Liu Yi walked out and called out, "Second Uncle." Xian Guohe knew that this was the daughter of his unfortunate eldest sister. He sized her up from head to toe and found that she was truly a beauty. Back then, his eldest sister was a famous beauty in the Gem Region. This girl was even more beautiful than his eldest sister when she was younger.
Xi Guohe couldn't help but joke with Xian Dongshuang. "Dongshuang, you're pretty good looking too. This time, your cousin is here. You can't be compared to her."
"I'm not as pretty as my cousin. Cousin Zhenzhen isn't as pretty as my cousin," Xian Dongshuang said.
"Second Uncle, sit here with Weizheng. Dongshuang, come here," Liu Yi called out.
"What's the matter?" Xian Dongshuang asked.
"There's no water at home. Where can I get water?" Liu Yi asked.
"I know. I'll go and get water," Xian Dongshuang said immediately.
Xian Guohe was a teacher at Hengtang Village Primary School. No wonder he looked so gentle. Chen Weizheng had a smooth conversation with him. Although as an educator, Teacher Xian's Mandarin was definitely not up to standard, at least he could understand what he was saying. Occasionally, he would come up with a few idioms that made people feel that culture was everywhere.
Teacher Xian took out his phone and called his family. He first called his uncle and asked him to come back from the Gem Region. It would be best if he could bring his mother back. Then, he called his two sisters and told them that if they could come back, it would be best if they could come back. Finally, he stood up and told Old Man Xian that he would go home, kill a duck, and cook it. He asked Old Man Xian to go to the vegetable garden to get some vegetables and wash them.
The spring water was in the valley beside the village. After carrying the water back, Xian Dongshuang was panting. Chen Weizheng poured the water into the water tank and let the girl lead the way. He carried the bucket on his shoulder. Liu Yi looked at Chen Weizheng, who carried the bucket on his shoulder and walked out. He secretly laughed. Even if you were a big boss outside, you would still be doing manual labor here.
Liu Yi took the pork ribs and made a big bowl of steamed pork ribs, fried beans with lean pork, and a big bowl of bright red braised pork with fat pork. Teacher Xian killed a duck and cooked it at home. He put it in a big bowl and brought it up. A middle-aged woman followed behind him. She was probably his wife. The woman was holding some vegetables in her hand.
As soon as they entered the house, a motorcycle sped over and stopped beside Chen Weizheng's motorcycle. An old woman was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle. She should be Liu Yi's grandmother. The driver was naturally Liu Yi's uncle.
The old woman's eyes were red. She had probably been crying all the way. As soon as she entered the house, she hugged Liu Yi and cried her heart out. The men looked at each other. Teacher Xian's wife was wiping her tears. When Teacher Xian saw his wife wiping her tears, he snorted. 'What are you crying for? You just let them cry. You don't even know how to persuade them.'
Teacher Xian's wife immediately stopped crying and went forward to persuade him.
When it was almost one o 'clock, two more crying women came. They were Liu Yi's two aunts. His grandmother, who had just stopped crying, cried again.
The men chatted together. The dishes were already on the table. Under the table was the wine that Chen Weizheng had brought. In Baoshi Village, Chen Weizheng had chosen the most expensive one to buy. It was this elixir spring that cost 21 yuan a bottle. It looked about the same as another elixir spring that cost 3.5 yuan. He didn't know what the factory was thinking. Good, bad, and ugly were all elixir springs.
Teacher Xian hadn't drunk the 21 yuan elixir spring for a long time. When he looked at the packaging of the wine, his eyes lit up.
His uncle didn't care much about washing Guo Hai. After all, he was doing business outside and had seen the world. He often smoked good cigarettes and drank good wine.
At this time, Old Man Xian mumbled something. The crying women immediately stopped crying. They washed their faces and cooked vegetables. After a while, the table was filled with stir-fried shredded potatoes, boiled cabbage, dry-fried green beans, and radish soup.
Nine people, old and young, sat around the table. Old Man Xian used his strange Gu Yi City's official language to say something, but he was interrupted by everyone's laughter. He simply used the local dialect and said something. Little Dongshuang translated it as, "Today is a day of reunion. Guo Mei's daughter and son-in-law came to Hengtang. Since the young people still recognize me, this old man, there is no reason for me to not recognize the young people. No one is allowed to talk about who was right and who was wrong in the past. In the future, everyone will live according to their conscience."
Hearing the old man's words, Chen Weizheng, who had originally made up his mind to figure out the ins and outs of the phrase "water is water, bridge is bridge, let's go our separate ways", couldn't help but dismiss the idea. If the old scores of the past were brought up, it would either hurt one or hurt the other. It was better to let it go with the wind. Although the old man looked old, he wasn't muddle-headed at all. In fact, he was very shrewd. Since he was a shrewd person, he would help them.
Since they were all relatives, Liu Yi told everyone that on November 11th, she and Chen Weizheng would be getting married. She solemnly invited everyone here to attend. If they went, she would count the number of people and send a car to pick them up.
His uncle calculated and said that he would let his uncle and aunt be the representatives. The others probably wouldn't be able to leave. Grandpa and Grandma couldn't take the car. They would be 70 kilometers to Qingshan Town. After suffering a serious illness, they wouldn't be able to go out. If you have time, come back to visit them more often. "
Liu Yi nodded and said, "I don't dare to trouble Grandpa and Grandma. There will be a lot of people on that day. Even if my uncle and aunt go, they won't be able to take care of things. Because my parents are not alive, my uncle will be in charge of the ceremony. He doesn't know the people in Baoshi Town, so he won't be able to take care of them. Please be considerate for the sake of the younger generation. "
Chen Weizheng asked his uncle what kind of business he was in. Xian Guohai said that he was in the acquisition business. He mainly bought the specialty dry goods in the mountains, such as Luohan fruit, shiitake mushrooms, honeysuckle, mountain pepper, and camellia oil.
Chen Weizheng asked how much the camellia oil in the mountains cost per catty. Xian Guohai told him that it cost about 35 yuan. Chen Weizheng asked if there was a lot of it in the mountains. Xian Guohai said, "Yes. In one year, we can sell it in Baoshi Town alone."
Chen Weizheng said, "A liter of camellia oil is six taels per catty. Five liters of camellia oil is eight catties. Eight catties is 280 yuan." It was more expensive. The current market price for four liters of camellia oil was 250 yuan. The price per catty was less than 40 yuan. The price difference was too small, so there was no profit.
Xian Guohai blushed and said, "If you want it in the oil processing factory, you can get 22 yuan per catty."
Chen Weizheng asked him to prepare two bottles of samples, one catty per bottle, and take them to Gu Yi City for testing. If possible, there should be a camellia oil packaging factory in Hua Qiao Town. The brand would be released by the National League Supermarket.
Xian Guohai listened with rapt attention. He looked forward to it and said that he would prepare the samples in a while.
Xian Guohe saw that Chen Weizheng could easily come up with a good project. He said, "The project is good, but it requires a lot of capital."
Chen Weizheng pointed at Liu Yi and said, "Ask her for the capital. She doesn't have much. She has a few million."
Xian Guohai was very business-minded and said, "Weizheng, in the past, we didn't have money. We could only do small things. If we have capital, we can do big things." Our camellia oil in Baoshi Town is considered a lot in Qingshan Town. However, compared to Zuo Zhou County on the other side of the mountain, it is very little. Zuo Zhou is close to our mountain area and is rich in camellia oil. The transportation is inconvenient, so we have to rely on motorcycles to get the goods. There is a small river from Hengtang to Zuo Zhou. If we can build a small bridge for the river that can be pulled by motorcycles, I'm afraid that all the camellia oil in Zuo Zhou will pass through here. " He paused for a while and added, "Building a bridge doesn't cost much. It's only ten to twenty thousand yuan. But no one has the heart to do it. The main cadres in the village only want to be transferred back to the county all day long. They don't have the heart to work."
Chen Weizheng nodded and said, "We can build the bridge. Ten to twenty thousand yuan will be a good deed. But we can't build it too early. We have to settle the market first. "
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