Chapter 11 The weapon of magic weapon is tasteless
After leaving the old village chief's house, Lin Shan turned a corner and walked for a few minutes before arriving at the old uncle Cai's house.
At this meeting, Old Uncle Cai really scolded him again, saying that Boss Linshan was getting older and it was time to calm down and find him a job.
Lin Shan also knew that Uncle Cai's training was for his own good, so he never talked back.
After listening for a while, he finally explained his purpose.
After hearing this, Uncle Cai suddenly showed a surprised expression, looked at Lin Shan and asked, "Are you serious?"
"Of course! How dare I tease my uncle? Gen is still waiting at home. As soon as the contract is signed, I will take action immediately." Lin Shan explained with a wry smile.
"Then what are you waiting for! Let's go quickly!" Old Uncle Cai said, grabbed his reading glasses and walked out.
Lin Shan hurriedly followed. On the way, the uncle and nephew did not forget to discuss the matter of opening a canteen.
"Shanzi, you are finally sensible, and you have not wasted the teachings Master Gen has given you over the years. You will work hard in the future. I can't guarantee anything else, but I can tell you that your housewife will be fine." Uncle Cai said earnestly.
"Uncle, thank you very much. I will do a good job." Lin Shan promised.
"Cough cough cough..." As they spoke, the two of them had already returned to Mr. Gen's house, but as soon as they arrived at the door, they heard Mr. Gen's violent coughing coming from the house.
Worried, Lin Shan quickly walked in. He lifted the door curtain and saw Master Gen secretly holding the handkerchief in his hand.
However, Lin Shan saw that there were some blood stains on the corners of Gen Ye's mouth, which seemed to have not been wiped clean.
"Lao Cai, Shanzi, you are here. Sit down quickly, I have paper and pen ready." Lin Laogen's coughing eased a little, and he pointed to the chair next to him and said.
But Lin Shan walked up to Lin Laogen with a sullen face, reached out and took the handkerchief from his hand.
"Shanzi, you..." Lin Laogen didn't expect Lin Shan to do this, and suddenly panicked.
Lin Shan opened the handkerchief and saw a pool of scarlet blood on it, which was shocking.
"Lao Gen, what are you..." Seeing this, Old Uncle Cai's face suddenly became solemn.
Lin Laogen waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's the same old problem, you don't need to make a fuss."
"You're coughing up blood, are you okay? Master Gen, you can't delay your illness any longer. You have to go to the hospital for a checkup. I'll call Brother Dajun right now." Lin Shan said and took out his mobile phone.
Lin Laogen grabbed Lin Shan's hand, shook his head and said, "Don't disturb the children! It's not easy for them to work outside, so don't cause trouble for them."
"But you are always sick..." Lin Shan looked at Lin Laogen worriedly. After a violent cough, his whole body was a little depressed, and he immediately said with some distress: "I will accompany you to the hospital tomorrow."
"I'm really fine, so don't worry about it! Lao Cai, hurry up and draft the contract. Shanzi's business is more important." Lin Laogen said.
Lin Shan frowned and said, "Master Gen, if you don't go to the hospital with me tomorrow, I will tell Brother Dajun about the situation and you can figure it out."
"How dare you!" Lin Laogen's eyes widened immediately.
Uncle Cai next to him also echoed: "Lao Gen, I think Shanzi is right this time. It's better to go to the hospital for a checkup. Your health is the most important thing."
"I know my body best, so you don't have to worry about me. Lao Cai, write quickly." Lin Laogen's words were still very meaningful, so Lao Cai sighed and said nothing more.
Lin Shan wanted to persuade him again, but when Master Gen stretched out his hand, he shrank his neck in fright, and hid aside with a wry smile.
Soon Uncle Cai wrote the contract in duplicate, and then both parties signed and fingerprinted it, and the lease contract became effective.
The annual rent is only a symbolic five hundred yuan.
Those are three large tile-roofed houses. They were built just a few years ago and were built with special funds allocated by the town for poverty alleviation. They are considered very good houses in the village.
"Shanzi, if you need shelves and counters to open a canteen, go to Shanghe Village to find Li Dagong and ask him to buy a few pieces for you. His craftsmanship is inherited from the family, and the quality is better than what is sold in furniture stores. It can be used for living." Mr. Lin
Gen put away the contract and warned worriedly.
Lin Shan agreed and said: "Don't worry, I'll go tomorrow. Master Gen, if you ask me, you'd better go to the hospital with me..."
"Hurry up and do your business, I don't need you to worry about it!" Mr. Lao Gen got angry and chased people away.
Lin Shan sighed helplessly, then threw a few packs of cigarettes to Old Uncle Cai, then picked up his backpack and went back to his home.
When he got home, Lin Shan threw his bag aside, poured a glass of water, and sat down at the table.
I was thinking about the things that needed to be done to open a canteen, but before I knew it, the scene of Mr. Gen coughing up blood appeared in my mind.
"This is obviously a serious illness, but Gen Ye doesn't want to go to the hospital, and we can't force him..." Lin Shan frowned with a headache.
After pondering for a long time, I couldn't come up with a good idea. Just then, my phone suddenly rang.
This is the notification sound for new messages on WeChat.
Lin Shan's mind immediately flashed with a flash of light, he slapped the table and said excitedly: "By the way, why did I forget my eldest grandson..."
I quickly took out my phone from my pocket and saw the lightning symbol appeared again on the WeChat icon.
This is the unique display symbol of the WeChat red envelope sent to him by his great-grandson Lin Xiaobai.
After several experiments, Lin Shan discovered that they were unable to have real-time conversations and could only leave messages to each other by sending red envelopes.
And each time a red envelope is sent, it must be more than twenty-four hours apart.
This may be caused by equipment defects, or it may be related to other non-human factors, such as the rules of space and time, wormhole jumping, etc.
Of course, this is just Lin Shan's own speculation. As for the real reason, we have to wait and study it later.
After receiving the red envelope, Lin Shan got a fruit knife this time. Its appearance was no different from the current fruit knife.
But the function is very powerful. Lin Xiaobai wrote in his message that this fruit knife is made of alloy material refined from extraterrestrial ores. It is extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud. It also has a certain degree of magnetic attraction and
Strong current.
In the 21st century, this is definitely something very magical and powerful.
However, in the world two hundred years later, it must be a street stall, otherwise Lin Xiaobai would not be able to successfully send it.
As for Lin Xiaobai sending this fruit knife to Lin Shan, he had no other deep meaning, just to let him keep it for self-defense.
"It's a harmonious society now! You think it's like the end of the world, and it's for self-defense..." Lin Shan played with this fruit knife that was useless to him, and couldn't help but complain to Lin Xiaobai.
I tried cutting a stone with a fruit knife. It was as easy as cutting tofu and it was really sharp.
But for Lin Shan, it really wasn't of much use.
After playing with it for a while, Lin Shan threw the fruit knife aside and started thinking about opening a canteen.
In the evening, almost twenty-four hours had passed since the last time he sent out red envelopes. Lin Shan once again sent a batch of food to Lin Xiaobai, including fruits and roasted chicken and pig's trotters.
In the message, he asked Lin Xiaobai to try to get advanced physical examination equipment, with the purpose of giving Gen Ye a full body examination to confirm his condition.