Zhou Yan thought for a while and sorted out his language.
"Uncle, you should watch the news network often. You should know the words that have appeared most frequently in recent years, right?"
Lin Xiaofeng's father Lin Ruinian nodded: "Three farmers!"
"Yes," Zhou Yan nodded and continued to explain, "Actually, all the country's policies are related to each other.
Five years ago, the state abolished agricultural taxes. In the following years, the state began to promote a boom in the real estate market, and there is a reason for this."
Uncle Lin Ruinian nodded: "The main force in the construction industry is migrant workers. The elimination of agricultural taxes can further liberate the rural labor force."
"It is the consensus of most people in the industry that the real estate market will prosper in the next few years, but a prosperous market requires a huge team of migrant workers," Zhou Yan smiled, "In this way, conflicts will arise, and real estate construction requires labor.
, and rural work also requires people.
Another problem is that when the wages of migrant workers increase to a certain level, it becomes uneconomical for them to go home to farm during busy farming seasons.
Therefore, the state will do everything possible to subsidize the purchase of agricultural machinery to improve rural production efficiency..."
At this point, without Zhou Yan going into detail, Lin Ruinian also understood: the future prosperity of the agricultural machinery market is inevitable.
The market is now available, and Qingyan Group's strength is not bad either. In terms of materials, it has Shimen Special Steel and Dongyang Steel, as well as the technical support of Zhengxin Automobile. In addition, some of the engine technology Zhou Yan obtained from the tutorial will make Dongyang Agricultural Machinery bigger and bigger.
Being strong is not a big problem.
The children's careers were no longer a problem, and then a group of elders gradually turned the topic to marriage.
With Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu as access points, the elders would rush the other juniors whenever they caught them.
Qin Ning already had a goal, so she was naturally not afraid. On the contrary, Lin Xiaofeng and her cousin Qin Xiaowei were very anxious.
Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu wanted to laugh when they saw their embarrassed appearance, but they were not funny and were afraid of attracting attention. They were not invulnerable at present.
However, what are you really afraid of?
The elders seemed to find it meaningless to bully the disarmed brothers, so they turned their targets to Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu.
"Ruoshu, Xiao Zhou, you two have been married for a while, it's time to think about your children."
The boss has a difficult problem.
Qin Ruoshu winked at Zhou Yan.
"Elders, my parents are actually in a hurry to have a grandson, but Ruoshu is still studying at the moment. If we prepare now, it will definitely delay our studies." Zhou Yan looked calm, "Although it is said that you will learn as long as you live, you can still learn.
Your prime time is only twenty-four or five years old. If you have children first, you probably won’t have to go to school. The children alone will take you more than ten years. How many decades can a person have in his life..."
Seeing that things should not be forced, a group of elders were too embarrassed to bother with them anymore. At first, the family was divided and the government was incompetent...
During this period, many neighbors and acquaintances came to visit, and the targets were naturally Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu, making the two of them feel a bit like monkeys in a zoo cage.
Fortunately, time passed quickly and it was lunch time.
Zhou Yan, who was not far away being treated as a monkey, took Qin Ruoshu and took the initiative to rush into the kitchen. Originally, there was a group of "auxiliaries" in the kitchen, but seeing Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu's professional movements, they quietly left.
"Dad," after everyone else left, Zhou Yan looked at Qin Fangyuan who was carefully handling the ingredients with a smile, "Why are you all so flattering for me and Ruoshu, making the neighbors so curious?"
"I'm not sure. It should have been when the old lady and the old man came to chat. I guess the neighbors just took it as a bragging..."
"Yes," Zhou Yan smiled, "my dad used to like to brag about how well I could study and how I could make money by working during the winter and summer vacations. But later, after I went home and stuffed tens of millions, my dad never followed me again.
Others have talked about this, and until now, many people in the village still think that I work in the capital and can't even afford a house..."
Qin Fangyuan heard the implication in Zhou Yan's words, and looked at Qin Ruoshu beside him with a smile: "Daughter, did you hear that your husband complained about his father-in-law spreading news about him everywhere!"
"Dad, what Zhou Yan said is right," Qin Ruoshu began to turn her elbows outward, "The village has been overrun by beggars. Although it is a good thing to help the villagers get rich, it still feels a little uncomfortable to feel that it is half done..."
"Indeed, otherwise our family would not move Ruiyang Restaurant to the city..."
The speed at which two semi-professional chefs prepare meals is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. However, in less than forty minutes, a dozen dishes were already on the table.
"Zhou Yan, let's put the soup on the stove to simmer first. Come and drink as soon as possible!"
"Well, uncle, we have to rush to Hongcheng in the afternoon to see my grandma..."
The uncle smiled with a smile on his face and looked at Qin Ruoshu: "Can you let Ruoshu drive?"
"Hey, Xiao Zhou," Grandpa Qin looked at Zhou Yan, "I haven't seen Big Brother and Big Sister for a while. Are they still in good health?"
"It's not bad, I basically don't farm anymore," Zhou Yan took the wine glass, "I usually focus on vegetables, and I'm responsible for directing during busy farming periods. However, the cultivated land at my grandma's house is relatively flat, and it's all mechanized operations..."
While talking, Zhou Yan suddenly remembered something. He raised his head and looked at the old man with a smile: "Grandpa, I have something I want to consult with you."
"what's up?"
"I am personally more interested in Chinese medicine and have learned a lot on my own. I want to get a Chinese medicine practitioner qualification certificate, but this requires a teacher..."
"real?"
The old man was a little overjoyed. Among the large group of children and grandchildren, no one could inherit the mantle.
Now, the grandson-in-law suddenly came out and said that he was interested in Chinese medicine, but the old man was upset. After thinking about it, he wanted to weigh Zhou Yan's weight.
"Have you memorized the Soup Song and the Medicinal Fu?"
"I've finished memorizing it..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he spoke, Zhou Yan began to memorize...
"Old man," Grandma Qin couldn't stand it anymore, "We'll discuss this later, we have a long time to come!"
Because it was a festival, although there was an atmosphere, Qin Ruoshu's cousins did not keep pushing at Zhou Yan like they did when they first met.
Have a drink, get tipsy, and the atmosphere is just right.
After having enough wine and food, a group of gentlemen went to find a place to sleep, while a group of women sat on the balcony chatting...
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past one o'clock. Zhou Yan winked at Qin Ruoshu, who was sitting opposite.
"Grandma, aunt, aunt, I think it's getting late. We still have to get to Hongcheng..."
During the holidays, they came to the door and then left. It was difficult to meet the courtesy of returning the gift. After a round of negotiation, Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu only kept one of the best products and pushed back the rest.
After all this trouble, it was already half past one on the road.
Fortunately, the distance from Hongcheng to Qing'an is closer than from Zhou Yan's home to Qing'an; although there is no expressway, there are not many vehicles on the national highway because it is afternoon.
After leaving Qing'an City, Mrs. Zhou, who had taken control of the steering wheel, started to step on the accelerator. After walking for more than ten kilometers, Zhou Yan, who was still a little drunk, suddenly sobered up: "Daughter-in-law, take it easy.
…”
"It's okay, I'm not speeding yet..."
I said I wasn't speeding, but the nearly 60-kilometer journey was completed in less than 35 minutes...
Seeing his grandma's village in the distance, Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and called his father: "Hey, Dad, have you finished your meal? Leave some soup..."
"You kid, I've been waiting for you. You just started to use your chopsticks! Where are you?"
