"Listen to me and let me analyze it carefully for you.
Our store has just opened, and the business has not yet officially got on track. The people who come to eat are porters from the dock. They pay attention to cheap and convenient meals. As the boss, I can only buy some cheap and affordable ingredients.
I know you won't make much money this way, but we have to look further ahead."
The stall owner nodded and motioned for him to continue.
"With the sign written by Master Zhizhou, the restaurant's business will definitely get better and better, and by then the bosses of cargo ships will also come to my restaurant to eat.
If the boss is rich, he will definitely look down on these bargains. By then, won’t your prawns, crabs, abalone, oysters, etc. be able to be sold?
You don’t make money selling kelp and clams, and you don’t make money selling abalone?”
"This seems to be true." The stall owner was deceived by him again.
Originally, I had my head drooped and listless. After listening to his analysis, I became energetic and my eyes became brighter.
"Brother, don't say anything else. I'll just pay you the price you asked for. If you can't move it, I'll ask someone to deliver it to your store."
Shu Mingzhi also smiled crookedly, "Brother, you are so generous, I will treat you to a drink later!"
After buying the ingredients, the family returned to Xingfu Village carrying drinks and ingredients for dinner.
At this time, Xingfu Village was busy.
why?
Because Lin Changyu and Hei Dazhuang are here.
When the two entered the village, what greeted them was not the enthusiastic cheers of the villagers, but the complex eyes of the village chief that combined anger, awe, irritability, fear and other emotions.
Lin Changyu was so frightened by what he saw that he asked cautiously: "Village Chief, what's wrong with you?"
The village chief took a deep breath and smiled sinisterly, "Mr. Lin, you should feel lucky now."
Lin Changyu was confused, "What are you thankful for?"
"I'm glad you are our Lord Governor." The village chief said one word at a time, forcing out the words through his teeth: "Otherwise we will definitely hang you from a tree and beat you!"
Lin Changyu: "!"
So cruel?
Lin Changyu licked his lips guiltily, "Is it a problem with the relief food? The new batch of relief food is already on the way and will arrive soon. How many more days can you wait patiently?"
The village chief said arrogantly: "We don't care about that little relief food anymore."
"Why is that?"
The angry village chief did not answer his question directly. Instead, he pulled the man to a crumbling house, slapping his chest and asking with tears in his eyes: "Look at the mansion you gave us, Mr. Lin, your conscience will not
Does it hurt?"
Lin Changyu: "..."
My conscience hurts a little bit, but is there something wrong with this matter?
He never said he would allocate mansions to the villagers.
"Village Chief, please calm down first. I think there may be some misunderstanding about this matter... Who told you that you would get a mansion in Qiongzhou?"
All the villagers pointed at Hei Dazhuang who was hiding behind Lin Changyu.
The culprit scratched his head innocently, "I'm not wrong. Although the house here is a little dilapidated, it has many and spacious rooms. The most important thing is that you don't have to pay rent. Compared with the shabby shack I rented, isn't it a mansion?"
Lin Changyu helplessly held up his forehead, "Folks, if you are still angry, just give him a good beating. Just hit him casually, as long as no one is killed."
Hei Dazhuang wanted to cry: "Sir, you can't be so heartless!"
The village chief looked at his big round pancake face, clenched his fists hard, and finally punched the coconut tree next to him.
After smashing it, he grinned and took a breath, hiss, it really hurts. If he had known it hurt so much, he wouldn't have pretended to be so cool.
The village chief secretly rubbed his hands, and when he raised his hands again, his face looked calm: "After this punch, the matter of the mansion will be over, but the compensation that should be given must still be given, otherwise I'm afraid that Mr. Lin will
I have a troubled conscience.”
Lin Changyu: You think too much, my conscience is at ease.
"Village chief, we are all old acquaintances. If you have anything to say, just say it."
The village chief smiled and rubbed it in front of him, "I heard from the third brother that you bought two recipes. According to those recipes, you can make something very valuable from coconuts.
We have prepared the old coconut and all the tools, but now we just need the recipe."
Lin Changyu smiled, "What a coincidence, I came here just for this matter. Now that you are all ready, let's find a place to try."
The village chief made an invitation gesture, "My house is right in front, let's go there together."
A group of people walked halfway and happened to meet Mrs. Shu and others who were closing the shop and going home. Now they couldn't rest. As the original owner of Fangzi, would it be appropriate to go over and join in the fun?
In the evening, the twilight is closing, and a ray of setting sun hangs in the forest, illuminating the whole village in a quiet and beautiful way.
Suddenly, there was a burst of warm cheers in the farmyard.
The village chief looked at the tiny bit of coconut oil in the iron pot and laughed like a goose: "Goose goose goose...it's done, it's done!"
Shu Guangzong, you can come up with such tricky recipes, you are really a talent!"
Old man Shu scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "If it wasn't me, how could I..."
Before he could say anything, the village chief turned around and picked up Xiaotuanzi, lifting her high above his head and swinging her around.
He asked how it was possible that Shu Guangzong's rotten wood head suddenly changed into a spiritual light. Needless to say, Xiao Tuanzi must have contributed to everything!
"Yan Yan, grandpa will boil coconut oil at home for a few days. Then he will earn money and buy you candies!"
Xiaotuanzi giggled, "Okay, buy some candy!"
That night, the villagers were so excited that they couldn't sleep. They all boiled coconuts and boiled coconut oil at home.
The continuous banging sound made the big cock in the village unable to close its eyes. In the middle of the night, it jumped up from the tree and began to crow.
Zhao Laosan tossed and turned amidst the crow of the rooster, "Everyone else is opening coconuts and making coconut oil, why don't we do it?"
"What are you doing? Do you think anyone can make that thing?" The old woman cursed, "It takes a big can of lard to make it once. Can you afford lard?"
Zhao Laosan turned over and became silent.
*
Lin Changyu rested for the night at the Pier Inn, and after breakfast the next day, he began to inquire about well-known local businessmen.
This inquiry led to the discovery of the businessman who resold seafood—Pang Pang Yong.
Pang Pang Yong is also an acquaintance who has shown his face. He was the fat man who was crazily lowering prices in the market and had a fight with Xiao Tuanzi.
This Pang Pang Yong is indeed a talent. His greatest characteristic is that he can assess the situation and be able to pretend.
After the news came out that Master Zhizhou came to Qinshui County and vigorously cracked down on the evil forces, he changed his ugly face of being arrogant and domineering in the past and became a warm-hearted and kind-hearted boss.
When Lin Changyu found him, he was enthusiastically helping the old lady to get on the boat, with a smile on his face that was brighter than the blooming chrysanthemums.
Lin Changyu, who was unaware of the situation, was deeply moved when he saw this scene.
There are not many businessmen like Pang Pang Yong who have the ability, means, and kindness, and he must cherish them.
So Lin Changyu stopped him on the spot and revealed his identity: "Is this Panda Yong? I, Qiongzhou Zhizhou Lin Changyu, want to discuss something with you. Are you free now?"