"Who are you……"

A strong man with a vicissitudes of life and dark complexion stood beside Chen Hu, looking at Chen Sheng in surprise, as if looking for the shadow of the past: "Da Lang?"

Chen Sheng stood up with a smile, clasped his hands meticulously and said: "My nephew pays my respects to Fourth Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Si looked at Chen Sheng in surprise, then turned to look at Chen Hu beside him. Seeing Chen Hu nodding, he turned back with emotion and compared the height of Chen Sheng's thighs: "When my fourth uncle left the county,

, you are so tall..."

In the words, the sense of loss of not being able to accompany his nephew to grow up is beyond words.

Chen Sheng looked at his face and felt a little touched in his heart.

In the time and space of his previous life, people's hearts were cold and cold.

For the slightest benefit, decades of friendship are gone.

Often before you realize it, the friends and partners you used to drink and sing with have already drifted away.

In that time and space, the process of human growth seemed to be a process of accepting loss.

Classmates, friends, relatives, partners, even relatives, wives and children...

There is no one to rely on, and no one dares to rely on it.

I am afraid that I will suddenly lose it one day and be caught off guard.

But the friendship in this world seems to be just like the original meaning of these two words.

I was so poor that I was cutting back on food and clothing. When I saw my sick nephew, I was still thinking about giving him the best.

I have lived in anonymity for more than ten years away from home, but after returning home, I still have no complaints. I only lament that I missed the growth of my son and nephew.

This kind of friendship cannot make people moved or envious.

"Uncle Zhao, come and sit down. I've been running around for several days, and I'm afraid I haven't even had a good meal."

Chen Sheng stepped forward, took Zhao Si's arm and asked him to sit down, "I taught Qing Niang how to cook by herself and made a few of her specialty dishes. You can see if they suit your taste."

"Is it the niece-in-law's craftsmanship?"

Zhao Si smiled broadly: "Then Fourth Uncle must have a good taste."

Chen Sheng took matters into his own hands and opened the pottery bowls on the low table to keep them warm, revealing a plate of mutton fried with green onions, a steamed carp, a large bowl of haggis soup and a large stack of steamed cakes.

As soon as the insulated pottery bowl is opened, the tempting aroma of food hits your face.

Not to mention Zhao Si, who had been eating the wind and sand for several days, even Chen Hu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"You kid is treating one favorably and favoring the other. Why, your Fourth Uncle Zhao is from your father's family, and my second uncle is from my mother's family?"

Chen Hu glanced at the dishes on the low table and yelled pretending to be dissatisfied.

The food culture of Dazhou is still at a very primitive stage.

Let alone ordinary people, they are lucky enough to have enough to eat, so how can they have any room to be picky?

Although the food of those aristocratic families is countless times richer than that of ordinary people's families, the types of ingredients are only more abundant, and the cooking methods are still limited to the four types of steaming, boiling, steaming, and roasting.

In fact, although cast iron pots have been produced in the Zhou Dynasty, their popularity is not high. Many wealthy families equipped with cast iron pots still tend to use cauldrons and tripods for cooking.

In the past few days, Chen Sheng often taught Qing Niang and the cook how to use cast iron pots for cooking.

This fragrant mutton stir-fried with green onions is the result of Qing Niang’s busy work these past few days!

…

"That's not the case!"

Zhao Si smiled "hehe" and stepped forward to block Chen Hu. He opened his arms with extremely large bones and blocked all the dishes on the table. "Have you never heard of the distant fragrance and near smell?"

There is not so much politeness between brothers of their own generation.

When Chen Sheng saw this, he also smiled and said: "There are still sheep slaughtered at home. If my second uncle wants to eat it, just ask Qing Niang to cook it for you tomorrow. Fourth Uncle Zhao only returned home today, so my nephew must be close to Fourth Uncle Zhao first."

"

Chen Hu let out an annoyed "hum", pulled the hookah on his shoulder, sat aside and smoked chive leaves.

Chen Sheng sat opposite Zhao Si, smiling as he watched him steaming pancakes in one hand and picking up vegetables with chopsticks in the other, stuffing them into his mouth hungrily, not in a hurry to say anything.

However, Zhao Si stopped taking a few mouthfuls when his hands stopped and tears burst out of his eyes.

Chen Sheng looked at him and said nothing, but gave Chen Hu a look at the side.

Chen Hu saw the look in his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhao Si, sighed softly, put down the hookah in his hand, walked behind Zhao Si, patted his vest, and said softly: "Okay.

, are all back..."

Zhao Si lowered his head and took a deep breath, then raised his arms to wipe away the tears on his face, and said with a forced smile: "It makes Da Lang laugh, it's just that my fourth uncle hasn't eaten our steamed cakes for a long time..."

Chen Sheng suppressed his smile, shook his head seriously, and said softly: "As a family, it would be too far-fetched to say we are indebted, but our family has indeed been thanks to your fourth uncle and those uncles who are still away in the past few years.

It is through hard work that our family has enjoyed peace and success over the years.”

Zhao Si shook his head: "You're serious, Uncle Fourth, it's nothing. It's really not easy for your father and the others to travel all over the country and work so hard!"

After a pause, he put down his chopsticks, looked at Chen Sheng seriously and said: "Dalang, tell me, I will ask my fourth uncle to come back this time. If you have anything to do, my fourth uncle can't do anything else, and that's all."

You have enough strength to be able to penetrate people’s eyes!”

Chen Sheng smiled and said: "Your abilities are much greater than you think!"

Zhao Si also laughed: "Then just say it, as a family, there is nothing to hide!"

Chen Sheng stopped refusing and got up from the hall to fetch the commercial map of Chen County that Chen Hu had drawn in the past few days. He also fetched a low table and laid it flat on it.

Zhao Si took the oil lamp and looked at the map, then looked up at Chen Sheng in confusion.

Chen Hu next to him looked at Chen Sheng with a bit of expectation in his eyes... He also wanted to know what kind of dog-skin plaster Chen Sheng was selling in this gourd!

Chen Sheng met their gazes and said with a faint smile: "This is the new business our family is planning to open next!"

He sat down and calmly said softly: "Within Chen County, there are a total of thirty-one commercial thoroughfares in the four cities, and within the twelve squares, there are a total of forty-five streets and alleys with human flow."

"Among them, there are forty-two adjacent streets and thirty-four separate streets."

"I am going to call all the uncles and aunts who have free time at home to open fifty-five food vendors in three groups."

"If two streets are adjacent to each other, one will be opened for each street."

"Separate streets, one for each street."

"Each vendor point consists of a staple food stall, a vegetarian snack stall, and a meat and fish snack stall."

After a pause, he stretched out an index finger and tapped the map on the table: "I will pay for the capital, and the money earned will be deducted from the cost. The uncles and aunts who set up the stalls will get 70%, and I will get 30%.

To prepare for emergencies...this distribution method is reasonable, right?"

Chen Hu listened to Chen Sheng's explanation, his eyes lingering on the map drawn by himself, his eyebrows filled with wonder.

Hearing Chen Sheng's question, he nodded without hesitation: "That's what it should be!"

Although Chen Sheng's plan had never been explained to him in detail, most of the things were handled by him, so he naturally had some understanding of it.

But until this moment, he didn't know that Chen Sheng's handiwork was so big. If he didn't do it, there would be fifty-five stalls!

Even though food stalls are not a good business that can make you money, you can definitely make a lot of money by gathering them together!

Moreover, it is precisely because Chen Hu handles many things on his own.

So he knew very well that Chen Sheng's plan was not just some lofty talk, it was really possible!

Zhao Si didn't think much about it for a while. He only focused on what Chen Sheng said. The brothers and sisters who set up the stalls would get 70% of the profit, and Chen Sheng would get 30%.

He almost didn't think about it and immediately shook his head: "Da Lang, you take too little! You are the one who takes the lead in doing things, and you are also the one who contributes the capital. You guys are just showing off your strength, you can't take so much...

"

When Chen Sheng heard this, he nodded secretly in his heart: This is a kind person.

At first glance, his distribution ratio seems to be a disadvantage for him.

But don’t ignore one point, that is, what Chen Sheng gets is 30% of the profits of all stalls!

But those who participated in setting up stalls only received 70% of what their own stall received.

certainly.

The plan was made by Chen Sheng, and the capital was also provided by Chen Sheng. There was nothing wrong with him taking the money.

But once this kind of plan and distribution ratio are summarized, some people will always question: Why do we work so hard but only get a little bit, while you only contribute a little capital, but get so much!

Don’t doubt that there are still a majority of people like this...

"enough!"

Chen Sheng waved his hand: "The original intention of me doing this is not to make money, but to find another way out for the uncles and aunts who are in poverty at home... There is a family on both sides, and even if the meat is rotten, it will be in the pot.

More or less doesn’t matter!”

Zhao Si opened his mouth to speak, but seeing Chen Sheng's firm attitude, he had to shut his mouth.

Finally, he looked at the map again, raised his head and said: "Then what can the fourth uncle do... Let's talk about it first. In recent years, your fourth uncle has been either fighting and killing, or herding cattle and sheep.

Fourth uncle has never done such things as hawking. If it fails, you can't blame fourth uncle for being useless."

Chen Sheng smiled and shook his head: "How can I let a good man like you do such trivial things? Isn't that a loss of talent? My nephew asked you to come back because there is a very important thing for you to do."

As he spoke, he made a fist with one hand and punched the map hard: "I want you to wipe out all the ruffians in Chen County within half a month!"

"These people make a living by exploiting the small vendors on the street. At least six of the ten big bucks the vendors make fall into the hands of these people. With these people here, our livelihood will be difficult."

I can’t do it! These uncles and aunts in our family can’t have enough to eat either!”

After hearing what he said, Zhao Si's two eyebrows that he had just frowned relaxed.

"No problem, Fourth Uncle will take care of it and make sure that when our family starts to make a living, no idle guy will dare to come to our stall and take away a big sum of money!"

He replied simply and neatly.

He answered simply and neatly, but Chen Hu, who was listening on the side, was a little panicked.

He originally thought that Chen Sheng summoned Zhao Si back just to let Zhao Si come out and get acquainted with the uncles on the street, and use his face to protect his business from being squeezed by those idle men.

Why do Chen Sheng and Zhao Si sound like they want to kill all the idle men on the street now?

That's impossible!

Although those idle men are incompetent, none of them are made of stone. If they are not protected, there will be a relative who is related to them, and which county government official will be involved!

"Da Lang, this matter cannot be rushed!"

he said hurriedly.

Chen Sheng ignored him and still looked at Zhao Si with a smile: "Uncle Zhao Si, what are you going to do about this?"

Zhao Si held up his hands like an old shepherd and said: "Simple, go to these people one by one and talk to them. If it makes sense, it's good. If you want to say it doesn't make sense, kill ten or eight of them, and then it will make sense."

Already..."

"Fuck, ruthless!"

Chen Sheng marveled inwardly, and suddenly understood that what Chen Hu said that day when he mentioned Zhao Si, "Dare to touch the bandits' den alone with a knife in his mouth" was probably not an exaggeration.

At the same time, he also understood why his father would send a man like Zhao Si, who dared to fight and kill, to be a hidden stake on the trade road instead of staying in the caravan to escort the goods... I am afraid it is also because this guy is too

Dare to fight and kill!

However, Zhao Si is indeed the best person to do this!

People in that profession can have many qualities, including generosity, loyalty, stinginess, coolness...the only quality they cannot have is being kind and soft-hearted!

However, Chen Sheng still smiled and shook his head and said: "It's rough, you can't do this kind of work!"

Zhao Si gave him a questioning look: "Then according to Dalang, what should we do about this matter?"
Chapter completed!