After the man left, Zhang Xiyue pulled Fang Le and whispered to him in a low voice: "If they really want to send medicinal materials, what should we give them?"
The family has been destitute for a long time and still owes a lot of money. Now Zhang Xiyue has no place to borrow money. She only has a few yuan left from what she borrowed before, and she still has to think about her life.
Currently, Zhang Xiyue is taking care of two patients at home and has no source of income. She doesn't know when the family will run out of food.
"fine."
Fang Le smiled and said: "You can make an IOU first, I won't owe you anything."
"Owed?"
Zhang Xiyue's eyes widened, could this still be done?
"The medicinal materials he sent were all freshly dug and not dried. The prices were very low. A basket didn't cost much. It was very troublesome to pay the bills every time. They were paid only once a month."
Fang Le said matter-of-factly.
Supply relationships like this have become very common in later generations. How can we settle accounts again and again?
In a month, the medicinal materials he concocted must have been sold several times. How can he still worry about having no money to pay the bill?
"Can people be happy?"
Zhang Xiyue was a little worried.
In this era, rural people are not only honest, but also cautious. The money is counted in person, and the same goes for selling things.
Ill-paying?
Zhang Xiyue felt that it was unreliable. She would definitely not be happy anyway, and she would be most assured when the money is in her own hands.
"My home is right here, can I still run away?"
Fang Le said with a smile: "Didn't I make fifty cents today? He sent medicinal materials once, and it was only this amount of money at most. He gave it the first time, and then said it was troublesome. It will be paid once a month. It is not a big problem."
"Is this okay?"
Zhang Xiyue still doesn't believe it.
"Let's take a look at it then. If you don't like it, I won't accept it."
Fang Le said with a smile: "You must also open up your mind. In the future, when doing business and enterprise, we must not stick to the rules. Our hearts must be upright and not do bad things, but we must not be too rigid, otherwise we will not be able to achieve great things."
Fang Lejue felt that it was necessary to instill some thoughts into Zhang Xiyue and change some of Zhang Xiyue's ideas.
Like his father Fang Han, Fang Le does not object to his daughter-in-law doing anything, nor does she require her to take care of the children at home. Fang Le naturally supports her if she wants to have her own career.
There are many opportunities in this era, and Fang Le does not expect Zhang Xiyue to make his career as big as possible. He just needs to find something for himself that is easier, more fulfilling, and can make money to support his family and appear more independent.
Fang Le definitely wants to go into medicine. He has no intention of doing business and doesn't really like it.
"Business, enterprise?"
Zhang Xiyue was shocked, was she talking about herself?
I only have a high school diploma and haven’t even gone to college. How can I do business and run a company?
There are not many TV sets in Murakami now, but there are a few. When the weather is nice, many people in Murakami gather in front of houses with TVs. A group of people watch the black and white TV, even if it is advertisements or news, many people
You can watch it with gusto.
Nowadays, there are many large companies emerging across the country. Some of the big bosses on TV, such as this CEO and that CEO, sound high-ranking.
In this era, President XX was not like later. When classmates and friends joked about it, they would say "Mr. XX". Those who could be called "General Manager" in recent years were all very capable and successful people. Anyone who could be called "General Manager" was
It seems that the identity is completely different.
Zhang Xiyue felt that Fang Le was joking a bit too much. How could he run a business? It was okay to start a small business to subsidize the family, but he couldn't rely on Fang Le for everything.
Zhang Xiyue is obedient in front of Fang Le, but mentally she is a relatively independent and strong woman.
It is almost difficult to find a daughter-in-law like this who is obedient in front of her husband and can support a family at critical moments.
When she came, Zhang Xiyue brought steamed buns, dried steamed buns and a kettle. The two of them ate on the mountain at noon. It was not until the sun set in the afternoon that Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue went down the mountain together and then walked back.
I don’t have a motorcycle or a bicycle at home. I walked when I came here, and I naturally walked when I came back.
"Fang Le, can I carry it on my back?"
After walking for a while, Zhang Xiyue grabbed the bamboo basket behind Fang Le and dug out a basket full of Chinese herbal medicine, which was quite heavy.
"I can carry it."
Fang Le held Zhang Xiyue's hand: "When I can't carry it anymore, I'll let you carry it."
"You've said this several times."
Zhang Xiyue was a little dissatisfied: "You are still sick."
Along the way, Zhang Xiyue had to change her back several times. Fang Le always said so, but she was never allowed to carry it.
"My illness requires me to recover for a while, and it will take some time to recover. But now that I have recovered, I can still do some work."
Fang Le said with a smile: "Then let's rest for a while before leaving?"
"Um!"
Zhang Xiyue nodded. Since she was not allowed to change, she might as well rest for a while.
"Brother Fang!"
The two of them were resting on the side of the road. Feng Fei rode a motorcycle and whizzed by. After passing by, he turned back and greeted Fang Le affectionately, as if he had really met his own brother.
Zhang Xiyue frowned subconsciously when she saw Feng Fei. She didn't like Feng Fei, and she didn't like Fang Le's association with Feng Fei.
In the eyes of most people in Murakami, Feng Fei is a bad boy. Playing with bad boys will make him easy to learn bad things.
"Brother Fang, are you going up the mountain to dig wild vegetables?"
Feng Fei was riding on his motorcycle, supporting Fang Le with his feet, and asked Fang Le affectionately.
"right."
Fang Le nodded.
"So much, how heavy it is."
After saying that, Feng Fei got out of the car and propped up the motorcycle: "I'll take you back."
"No, you go and do your work."
Fang Le waved his hands.
"Brother Fang, are you still seeing me outside?"
Feng Fei couldn't help but pick up the bamboo basket with medicinal materials on the side: "I was wrong last time. I already know that I was wrong. Someone as virtuous and beautiful as my sister-in-law must be worthy of you, Brother Fang. I just want to eat it."
Swan meat.”
They were all from nearby villages. Feng Fei's family had some money, but it was limited. They were not arrogant enough to bully others, so they suffered a loss in front of Fang Le. Feng Fei completely accepted his defeat and did not think about revenge.
He really admired Fang Le, he was able to trick him around. With Fang Le's skills, they were the only ones who went together that day, and Feng Fei felt that even his group could not take advantage.
"Then you can send the basket back and leave it at the door. We can just walk."
On such a big motorcycle, Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue would be able to sit on it without a basket of medicinal materials. With the basket of medicinal materials, it would be a bit nervous.
It’s not that far anyway, so it’s not a bad walk.
"That's okay."
Feng Fei nodded, tied the frame to the car with the rubber bands on the car, then said hello and roared away on his motorcycle.
"Fang Le, you'd better have less contact with Feng Fei."
After Feng Fei rode away on his motorcycle, Zhang Xiyue warned Fang Le.
"Why?"
Fang Le asked with a smile.
"Feng Fei...that's a second-rate guy."
Zhang Xiyue whispered: "You are a college student, what should I do if I lead you astray?"
"Hahaha...ahem!"
Fang Le burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, I know it."
Just that little brat Feng Fei?
Fang Le's mental age is in his thirties, and he has experienced the explosion of information. He doesn't know what intrigues and intrigues there are. In front of Fang Le, Feng Fei is as simple as a piece of paper.
Fang Le just thinks that this boy Feng Fei may be useful. As for preaching to bad people? It's not certain who will teach whom to bad people.