A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

"I know, I think if I start it now, it might be too late at noon, and I don't know when it will be time to eat." Zhang Jialin said.

Zhang Lan waved her hand: "It's okay. There are so many people. It doesn't matter if we eat earlier or later. We have something to eat at home."

Zhang Hu walked into the yard from outside the courtyard carrying some dry firewood, and said: "Stop discussing here, hurry up, prepare the dishes when it's time to prepare the dishes, and cook the pot when it's time to cook. Wait here for when can we eat." "

"Yes, take out the chopping board first, prepare the things that need to be steamed and stewed first, and wait for the cooking at the end."

Zhang Jialin said it was too late, but if one or twenty adults started cooking together, no matter how slow it was, it wouldn't be much slower.When he finally started cooking, Zhang Lan looked at the time and it was only after ten o'clock.

Zhang Jialin held a large stainless steel basin and said, "Okay, after the last dish is fried, we will start eating. Hurry, everyone is here to serve the dishes and eat."

The brothers sat down at the table next to the ground pot one by one. Zhang Jialin took the lead and said: "No more words to say, let's eat first. When we have eaten well, we will talk about other things."

There were two tables in the glass greenhouse not far away. Zhang Lan and others specially set up a table next to the ground pot, thinking that they could replenish the dishes as soon as they were cold.

Several people started eating and continued eating until around one o'clock in the afternoon.When the venue was about to end, Zhang Lan and Zhang Jialin were the only two people left at the three tables.

Some of the others finished eating early and went to play cards, while others simply drank too much, such as Zhang Hu, who just vomited after drinking the last glass of wine.Fang Xia, who was playing cards in the house, heard the commotion and came out with a dark face and couldn't bear to look at it.

In addition to Zhang Hu, Zhang Hongwei also drank too much, and his son Zhang Haoyang took him back to the house to rest and sober up.

He carried Zhang Hu to the sofa in the room, and turned the air conditioning and heating up a little higher. Now there were five people lying on the bed and sofa in this room, all sleeping soundly and waiting to wake up.

Those who are able to walk and those who want to rest have gone home to rest. Those who are lying in Zhang Lan's room now have difficulty walking after drinking. They might as well sleep for a while and wait until they wake up.

Returning to the table, Zhang Jialin looked at the remaining dishes on the table and said, "I'll clean it up and fry two dishes separately. Can we sit here and talk?"

"That's alright. I think it's better to stop cooking. Get some charcoal and some hot pot food." Zhang Lan suggested.

"Zhong, this is okay."

Just as he was about to clean up the table, Zhang Lan looked at the messy cups and plates on the table. Zhang Lan thought for a moment and said, "I'll go get a small table in the house. It will take a while to clean it up, so why not just set up a stall?" .”

"That's what I was thinking just now. I just asked your sister-in-law and the others to clean up all this, and we can find a place out of the way to sit alone." Zhang Jialin said with a smile.

"Stay closer to the fire. This is under the shed. There is nothing to block the wind. It will feel a bit cold if we don't eat."

"I'm going to stir-fry two vegetables first. There are a few bowls on the fire over there. I just looked at the stew and there are two more. Why don't we go inside and eat."

Zhang Lan nodded: "It's okay to go inside. I won't move the table. Just bring the cooked food over directly. Brother, you cook, and I'll take a look at the bowl in the cage. What else is there?"

In the study room in the east courtyard, Zhang Lan moved a square table and placed it in the room.He took down two of the cold dishes that were placed on the desk yesterday to offer to the Bodhisattva and put them on the table.

Seeing Zhang Jialin sitting down and then getting up to get the liquor on the desk, Zhang Lan quickly said: "Brother, let's do it. Drink less, we can't get drunk together." "We can't sit here here." It doesn’t make sense to drink, eat or talk.” Seeing that Zhang Lan didn’t want to drink, Zhang Jialin said with some annoyance after sitting down again.

Zhang Lan stood up and took out an unwrapped bottle from the cabinet on the wall. The liquid inside was golden yellow.

Zhang Lan shook the bottle, unscrewed the mouth of the bottle and smelled it, then raised his hand to signal to Zhang Jialin.He returned to the table and put the bottle down, smiled and said, "If you want to drink, drink some of this. This is good for your health."

Zhang Jialin took the bottle and looked at it and said, "Is this a medicine bar?"

Zhang Lan nodded: "I had forgotten before that drinking medicinal wine is actually much better than simply drinking white wine."

"When a person drinks too much, it doesn't matter what he drinks. All he wants is to be happy."

Zhang Jialin unscrewed the wine bottle and poured half a glass of wine. He smiled and said, "What should I taste first?"

Watching Zhang Jialin pick up the wine glass, take a sip, close his eyes and reflect.Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother, with your expression, if you want to drink this bottle, you can take it away later. I'll just have some drinks."

Zhang Jialin immediately opened his eyes and said: "Just wait for what you said. It's a waste for the two of us to drink this now. You can also give me two cans of your canned drinks. This is pretty good."

Zhang Lan laughed, took out a few more cans from the open drink box at his feet and put them on the table: "You can drink as much as you want, I won't let you."

After taking a few bites of the food, Zhang Jialin said, "Zhang Lan, do you know anyone who is in the export business and requires manual processing of materials?"

Zhang Lan asked with some confusion: "Why do you ask this?"

"Tell me if you know such a person before I tell you what's going on?"

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said: "There really are, they are making toys in the south. You should have known about this kind of business as soon as I mentioned it. It means that people provide raw materials and produce products, and you are responsible for making them look accordingly. Are you planning to Do we do this here? I guess it won’t work.”

"Why didn't you win? There are a lot of people doing this now, but they are all in the clothing business. They cut threads for others and then package them up. It doesn't matter if the price is low. It only costs a few cents for us to cut the threads of a piece of clothing. , there are many people doing this." Zhang Jialin said.

Zhang Lan asked in surprise: "How much does it cost per piece? How many cuts can I make without stopping in a day, and how many dollars can I earn?"

Hearing Zhang Jialin say how much a piece costs, Zhang Lan knew that if he wanted to do it, he could really do this business, but he had some doubts about it. Is this true?

Zhang Jialin nodded: "There is a business in our town that does this business. They bring clothes from the processing factory in Hong Kong and cut a summer jacket, which costs five to six cents. And that The unit price of spring and autumn clothes is more expensive, and on average, an ordinary person can earn 40 to [-] yuan a day."

"What are people doing here? Earning 30 yuan for five cents, and having to cut [-] jackets a day, this is not an easy job." Zhang Lan was surprised after doing some mental calculations.

Zhang Jialin nodded: "There are quite a lot of people doing it. Those old ladies in the village who are between six and seventy years old are doing this. No matter how much it is, it is just a living. At least if you have money, you don't have to ask for it from the juniors."

"Then he is picking up clothes from a local company. It's different from bringing goods back from outside. The cost of logistics alone is not low, and he can't make any money." (End of Chapter)