Song Tingfeng glanced sideways at Peng Fang, her sister-in-law, and said with a smile on her face, "I said, you are quite wicked. That person surnamed Lei is not a good person. He is full of tricks, and there will be trouble in society."
The old lady who is serving you has three and a half-year-old children. How can you live a good life if you marry into such a family?"
Peng Fang retorted unconvinced, "But people know how to make money. If you work as a chef in a big hotel, you can easily earn forty or fifty yuan a month."
"Then why don't you introduce your sister?"
"My sister is still young, so I can find a better one no matter what."
"That's not necessarily true. Your sister is a few years younger than Huang Zhiqiu, but your sister is not good-looking, and her figure is like a short winter melon. If I were a man, I would rather find someone like Huang Zhiqiu."
Song Tingfeng told the truth. Peng Fang's girl is really a bit ugly, but no one wants to hear the truth.
Peng Fang immediately looked down at Song Tingfeng, "I still have something to do at home, so I won't chat with you."
Leng Buding was given a cold face, Song Tingfeng pouted twice at Peng Fang's back, and then continued to walk quickly in the direction of Huang's house as if nothing had happened.
Huang Jianguo was playing cards with someone until midnight last night. He just got up now and was drinking a bowl of porridge under the eaves.
Seeing Peng Fang coming back from outside angrily, she couldn't help but joked: "It's so early in the morning, where did you go and come back looking so idle?"
Peng Fang spit out two pieces of melon seed skin angrily.
"Bah! What the hell, why don't you take a piss and take a look at yourself? You have a pockmarked face, you are as skinny as a monkey, and you still have the nerve to think my sister is ugly."
"You've been talking for a long time, who is it?"
"It's not that Song Tingfeng. Bah, it's still a phoenix. At most it's just a pheasant! It's still lost its feathers!"
The porridge in Huang Jianguo's mouth almost spit out, "Fang, your mouth is really poisonous. If Song Tingfeng hears you calling her a pheasant, she will probably be pissed to death."
"You deserve to be so angry!"
Huang Jianguo took a big mouthful of porridge and asked her strangely: "Why did Song Tingfeng come to the countryside?"
"What else can I do? It's probably for the bamboo weaving factory."
Huang Jianguo was very surprised after hearing this, "Don't you think the third brother and the others want to join the big brother in setting up a bamboo weaving factory?"
"How would I know!"
Huang Jianguo thought for a while, raised his head and drank the porridge in the bowl in a few mouthfuls. Then he put the bowl and chopsticks on the ground and walked out of the gate.
Peng Fang was so angry that she yelled, "You're the one who got stabbed. You just threw the bowl on the ground after you finished eating. Do you think you're an animal in that pen?"
"Oh, why don't you pick it up? I'll go to Big Brother's place and have a look." Huang Jianguo replied without looking back.
Hearing that her husband was going to Huang's house, Peng Fang neatly collected the dishes and chopsticks on the floor and took them to the kitchen, then locked the door and followed him.
On this side, Song Tingfeng has arrived at Huang's house.
Huang Jianjun and Huang Zhiqiu went to the city early in the morning. Huang Kailin, Yang Xinghua, and Liu Zhi were at home.
Song Tingfeng picked up a rice dumpling box that had been made and looked at it over and over with a very disapproving expression.
"It doesn't look good at all. There are actually people who are willing to spend money to order 10,000 of them. Isn't that a liar?"
Seeing that the Huang family did not agree with her, Song Tingfeng looked around again, "Where are the eldest brother and Zhiqiu? Why didn't you see them?"
Liu Zhi glanced at her and said, "They went to the city to do business."
"When did you go? What were you doing?"
Huang Kailin stopped what he was doing and looked up, "You did it by yourself? Where is the third child?"
Song Tingfeng pulled up a bamboo chair and sat down, "Jianye is starting construction. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and the wine shop is so busy that people can't leave. Let me come over and take a look first."
After a pause, he then said: "Eldest brother and Zhiqiu are about to set up a bamboo weaving factory. Jianye has already discussed it with me. Dad, I want to ask first, how much money are eldest brother and Zhiqiu going to spend to set up this factory?
"
"It's almost 10,000 yuan."
"Ten thousand!?"
Song Tingfeng's eyes almost popped out.
It's not surprising that she was surprised. Considering the income level of Lu'an Town, a family with a three-digit savings would be considered an upper-middle-class person.
The Huang family has always been at a lower-middle level. With all the efforts of the whole family, they had to borrow a large amount of foreign debt to prepare for the marriage of their eldest grandson Huang Yu.
Under such difficult conditions, we actually had to spend 10,000 yuan to set up a bamboo weaving factory.
It’s just nonsense!
"Dad, let's not talk about whether this bamboo weaving factory is worth running. How did eldest brother and Zhiqiu get so much money? Let's talk about the ugly things first. Jianye and Huangjin are also descendants of the Huang family. You can't compare them favorably. In private
Give money to Big Brother and Zhiqiu to set up a factory. No matter how much you give them, you have to give us the same amount. This is fair!"
Huang Kailin felt a little angry when he heard that the third daughter-in-law kept talking about money.
"Thank you so much for looking after me. If I could afford so much money, why would my family live in this shabby house?"
Song Tingfeng choked up, "Where did eldest brother and Zhiqiu get the money to set up the factory?"
Liu Zhi glanced at Song Tingfeng nonchalantly and said, "The boss who ordered the rice dumpling box paid part of the payment in advance, so I'll use this money to do it."
Song Tingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard that the boss who ordered the rice dumpling box had already paid part of the money.
"How much did they pay?"
"I only gave five thousand, which is still a long way from setting up a factory, so I wanted to see if Jianguo and your family are interested."
Song Tingfeng clicked her tongue, "Five thousand isn't enough to set up a factory? You guys are too wild-minded. Just start with a smaller place. It won't be too late to expand the scale when the business grows."
When she said this, Song Tingfeng was thinking about finding some excuse to "borrow" some money from the five thousand payment.
Looking at Song Tingfeng's shrewd and calculating face, how could Liu Zhipi not see that the other party was up to something evil?
"Third brother and sister, my boss has a limited time limit for delivering the goods. If you fail to deliver the goods after the time limit, you will have to lose money. The rent is too small and the workers cannot be accommodated. If the goods cannot be delivered by then, who will bear the responsibility?"
Song Tingfeng curled her lips, "Is it that exaggerated? If the delivery is a few days late, can the boss still eat people?"
"The boss will not eat people, but he will compensate you for 10% of the payment if the goods are delivered one day late."
"10% compensation for one day's delay in delivery? Isn't this a scam?"
“When doing business, we have to abide by the rules and regulations of the contract. Otherwise, what’s the point of signing a contract?”
Song Tingfeng had no interest in running a bamboo weaving factory in the first place, and now she wanted to stay away from it, not wanting to get involved in any way.
"Dad, I have discussed with Jianye that we will not get involved in this business. First of all, Jianye and I haven't touched this for a long time, and we can't make it up well, so we won't delay your business;
Secondly, we really don’t have any money on hand, Jianye hasn’t received wages for two months, I haven’t even cured the bacon this year, and I don’t know what to do during the Chinese New Year.”
With that said, Song Tingfeng changed the subject, "Dad, I heard that you have cured a lot of bacon this year. How about you share it with me? I'm too lazy to do it myself. When Jianye pays me the wages, I'll pay for the meat."