Chapter 347 The wise man is the one who makes a fortune in silence
Huang Zhiqiu nodded repeatedly.
"Also, Mom, when it comes to setting up a factory, we should keep a low profile as much as possible, so as not to be targeted by some envious people who secretly sabotage things. We have no background or backing, and we are smart people who can only make a fortune silently.
"Mom, let's be honest. What I'm worried about is not you, but my uncle. He is too honest and honest. He has no defensiveness and can easily be taken advantage of."
Huang Zhiqiu is a little shy, because his daughter is right, his eldest brother Huang Jianjun does have such a character.
Sensing Huang Zhiqiu's embarrassment, Yun Mo said in a comforting voice: "Mom, you don't have to worry too much. As for uncle, you should always give more advice. Uncle is not someone who can't listen to advice."
"Yes, I will."
When Huang Zhiqiu hung up the phone, Huang Kailin quickly asked: "What did Momo say?"
Huang Zhiqiu showed a smile on his face, "Momo also agrees that we go to the city to set up a factory. Dad, my eldest brother and I will go to the city first tomorrow to have a look."
Huang Kailin nodded hurriedly, "Okay, let's go home now. Get an early rest tonight so we can catch the early train tomorrow."
"Um."
After talking to the Huang family on the phone, Yun Mo put down the half-written research and development report, went home, counted 5,000 yuan from the safe, and then went out to the post office to transfer money.
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In the evening, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang came uninvited. Seeing that the Huang family had prepared dinner, the couple sat on the table without any politeness.
"It's really better to come early than to come by chance. It happens that there is no fire at home, so I just have a meal here."
There are three dishes on the table, one cabbage, one pea tip, and one fat and thin bacon.
In the past, the Huang family would have been reluctant to eat bacon unless they were celebrating the New Year or entertaining guests.
During the Chinese New Year in previous years, up to 10 kilograms of pork was weighed and used to marinate bacon. After curing and drying, it only weighed 6 or 7 kilograms. Half of it was given out as gifts. I kept at most 2 kilograms to eat at home, and I had to eat it from New Year to New Year.
After the first lunar month, on average, you can only eat one tael in three days.
This year the situation is completely different.
With Yun Mo's help, the Huang family's living conditions have more than doubled. In addition, Yun Mo is bringing Lingchuan, his grandson-in-law, back during the Chinese New Year. Huang Kailin cut the pork early and bought seven or eight.
of native chicken and duck.
Tonight's dish of bacon is mainly for the purpose of trying out the saltiness of this year's cured bacon.
Huang Jianguo stared at the bacon and swallowed. He stretched out his hand to take it from the plate. Yang Xinghua picked up the chopsticks and gave Huang Jianjun a squeal.
"Mom, why did you hit me?!"
Yang Xinghua gave him a lukewarm look, "You are such a big man, there are no rules at all, and your dad hasn't even served it yet!"
Huang Jianguo held the back of his hand that had been beaten red in grievance, "We are all members of the same family. What kind of etiquette can we have? Besides, I just want to have a taste. This is the new bacon made this year. It looks fresh by the color. I can smell it."
It’s fragrant.”
Yang Xinghua rolled her eyes at him, "You're the only one who talks a lot. Go wash your hands and get your own dishes and chopsticks."
Peng Fang hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll get it."
Entering the kitchen, Peng Fang did not go to the cupboard to get a bowl, but looked up and around.
"What are you looking for?"
Liu Zhi also appeared out of nowhere, startling Peng Fang.
"Nothing, sister-in-law, why did you pickle the bacon so early this year? How much did you pickle this year?"
"I haven't marinated much, and it's not enough to eat. But for your family, I heard someone said that you bought half a fan of pork two days ago, so your income this year is pretty good. You should give your parents more holiday gifts this year than in previous years.
?”
Peng Fang had some money on hand, half of which he had borrowed from Yunyao before.
Originally, he wanted to send his eldest son Huang Zhao to a technical school, but Huang Zhao failed the cultural examination. Peng Fang could only give up the idea and let his eldest son work in a leather shoe factory. With the money he borrowed from Yunyao, he naturally fell into the trap.
Her fanny pack.
Compared with previous years, Peng Fang's pockets were much bigger, but she refused to admit it.
"Where did the fat year come from? Most of these half-fans of pork were bought by my mother-in-law. Once the bacon is cured, I have to give it to others.
Our family only keeps about ten kilograms of meat. We can't even eat such a small amount of meat ourselves, so we have to keep it for Huang Wen to supplement his nutrition. He will take the college entrance examination next year. If his nutrition cannot keep up, he will not be able to do well in the exam."
When Huang Wen was mentioned, Liu Zhi's face suddenly darkened.
It's not to show off to Peng Fang, but to think of her daughter Huang Qingning.
Huang Qingning was two years younger than Huang Wen, and his high school entrance examination scores were among the best in the township. If the damn Huang Yao hadn't stolen the family's money, Huang Qingning would have been a freshman in the town's high school like Huang Wen.
Peng Fang searched around but couldn't find the bacon cured by the Huang family this year. When he was about to ask Liu Zhi, Yang Xinghua, who came to the kitchen, changed the subject.
"Why bother in the kitchen? You can't even get a bowl in for a long time."
"Here we are, why don't we have a little chat with my sister-in-law?"
During the meal, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang didn't eat a bite of the food. They just picked up the bacon clips. Half of the plate of bacon was gone in a short time.
Even Huang Kailin couldn't stand it anymore and knocked Huang Jianguo's chopstick away from the bacon with a chopstick.
"How come you haven't eaten meat for eight hundred years? Other vegetables are poisonous and you can't eat them?"
Huang Jianguo smiled coquettishly, "It's been a long time since I've eaten meat. Besides, the bacon cured by my mother is so fragrant that I can't stop eating it with chopsticks."
Huang Kailin ignored the second son and picked up the few remaining bacon. He divided three slices of bacon into the bowls of the boss, Huang Jianjun, his wife, his daughter and his wife.
At the end of the day, Huang Kailin got a piece for himself.
Huang Zhiqiu picked up the bacon in his bowl and wanted to put it into Huang Kailin's bowl, but Huang Kailin took the bowl away as he expected, "You can eat yours, I won't eat anything so salty at night."
He didn't want to eat anything salty. He clearly treated her like a child and left whatever delicious food he had available to her.
The bacon was gone, so Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang could only eat vegetables.
After taking a bite of pea tips, Huang Jianguo frowned and said, "Mom, you fried this dish tonight, right?"
Yang Xinghua rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.
Huang Jianguo didn't care, and continued to talk to himself: "Mom is always reluctant to add oil when cooking. These pea tips are astringent if there is less oil, and the salt is also weak, so they are tasteless."
"There's so much nonsense, but I can't even stop your mouth if there's something to eat!"
After being scolded by Huang Kailin, Huang Jianguo finally settled down.
Peng Fang looked at the people on the table and asked casually, "Mom, you must have cured a lot of bacon this year. Where is it hanging? Why didn't I see it in the kitchen just now?"
The Huang family members seemed to have lost their ears collectively, each eating his own food.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Peng Fang was not embarrassed, but instead became angry.
"Mom, you haven't given me a good look since Jianguo and I came in. I don't know how Jianguo and I provoked you."