Rebirth begins with the waste wood returning home

Chapter 87 Deep water cannot leak
Damn, this is still alive!

Jiang Defu didn't expect that Boss Yang turned out to be a wealthy family, and it seemed that he was a wealthy wealthy family.

But looking at his expression, it didn't seem like he was deliberately showing off.

Based on his experience, this kind of people are really arrogant, and they are just lies told by rich people.

"Your family originally lived in the provincial capital?"

"Well, my ancestors were elected officials and went to the provincial capital. The ones who followed were all businessmen. My great-grandfather was the best at doing business. He also did business with foreigners. It's just that one generation was not as good as the other. By the time my grandfather was only There are only a few shops left, and when it comes to my father, there are only two restaurants left!

My parents were not very lucky. During the war, they were hit by artillery shells. They were not saved, so I was left alone, a loser who only knew how to eat and drink!
Before leaving, the old man said that it would be difficult to get around in the city and asked me to go back to my hometown in the countryside.

I came back with my children and my wife. There are still some fields in my hometown, many of which have been leased to others. They have not been rented for many years. I don’t know what the fields are.

I only found two or three acres, but I didn’t know how to plant it, so I asked my neighbors to help with the planting, and gave me some grain when harvesting. It wasn’t enough to eat and drink, so I just thought there were so many people in the town and I could earn some pocket money to support my wife and children.

There are many houses here, you can just choose one to live in!You can stay as long as you want! "

Boss Yang said nonchalantly.

Standard people are stupid and rich people.

It's just that although such a person is good, he is afraid that his family will be ruined and he will lose support...

In the evening, Boss Yang and his wife cooked a meal for them to eat together.

Boss Yang took out a puddle of wine from somewhere for them to drink together.

Eating is difficult these days, but I still treasure this.

"This was left by my old man. I originally wanted to sell it for food, but no one wanted it, so I just drank it."

Boss Yang said proudly.

Yes, it’s good to have food to eat these days. Who wants to drink extravagantly?
Jiang Defu was not polite either. The two exchanged glasses and chatted for a long time.

"Defu, you said you are a farmer? You are not as knowledgeable as a farmer. You are no less knowledgeable than the teachers in the provincial capital school! I am a half-hearted person. I just like to read romantic books. What? I didn’t learn anything, but I’m short-sighted!”

Yang Kang said.

The mutton soup boss's name was actually Yang Kang. If he hadn't known that Mr. Jin hadn't written the so-called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" at this time, Jiang Defu would have doubted the origin of Yang Kang's name.

"Your romance book isn't one of those "Three Words and Two Shots" action novels, is it?"

Jiang Defu had already seen several books of "Three Words and Two Pats" in Yang Kang's room before. One of them opened. Jiang Defu had read the original version in his previous life. The explicit description...

"Hahaha! Brother Defu, action novels...haha...action novels, your description is so...so fucking accurate! I don't have any other hobbies. I used to go around in a brothel and find people to talk to. Chatting, it’s really boring now, I’m just looking for something to entertain myself!”

Yang Kang was so happy that he slapped his thigh.

"Brother Yang, the business of your mutton soup stall seems to be average. Is it enough for your family's expenses?"

Jiang Defu saw that although Yang Kang lived in this big house, there was basically nothing in the house except for some food in the grain tank and oil and salt on the stove. Moreover, his family was also dressed in rags and not well-dressed.

"I'll just make do, I have to find something to do. I'm not very good at farming, so I can only do some small business to get by! However, the canteen of Zhengfu Courtyard said that the fried dough sticks I make are good, and they asked me to make them every three days in the future. God will provide them with some supplies. Once they have regular customers, they will earn more in the future. They can just sell them at the stall at noon!"

Yang Kang said nonchalantly, his expression was extremely leisurely.

"By the way, brother Defu, those alkaline noodles you gave me are really useful. My fried dough sticks suddenly became soft and delicious, thanks to those things of yours. Can you sell me more of them!"

Yang Kang suddenly approached Jiang Defu and said.

While the two were talking, Shi Daniu and Shi Changsheng couldn't get a word in, and they didn't understand the "big things" they were talking about, so they went out for a walk after dinner.Yang Kang's daughter-in-law was a virtuous person. After dinner, she took the children to rest, leaving the two of them in the guest room to talk.

"Do you plan to be in this business long term?"

Jiang Defu intuitively felt that Yang Kang's business was not very profitable.

Although there are many people coming and going in the town, those who are really willing to eat are only the foremen, those who carry the iron rice bowl, and those people are only a small part.

It seems that Yang Kang's income is not enough to fully support his family, and it seems that this business will not last long in the future...

"You can't have nothing to do, right? By the way, how many of those things do you have? Sell them all to me! I'll cover them all. If you don't have the goods here, just give me your home address. I'll go find you if the goods are out of stock! "

Yang Kang seems to be very interested in those baking powder.

"I have a lot of goods. Do you have money?"

Jiang Defu looked at Yang Kang, who had only four walls except his house, and smiled.

This old boy may have had money in his ancestors. He believed that he might have a lot of silver dollars or even gold on his hands, but these things didn't seem to be able to buy things now.

Especially in today's towns and villages, ordinary farmers really don't recognize these.

A few days ago, he went to the second uncle's house to play, and saw a beautiful old silver pot in his house. The second uncle directly told him to play with it, saying that he couldn't sell it, so he might as well make him rare by giving it a pound of grain.

"Brother Defu, let me tell you honestly, if you want food, you really don't have that much, but you do have money. The key is how much goods you have!"

"You haven't asked me the price yet? What if it's expensive and you can't afford it?"

Jiang Defu joked that after getting to know Yang Kang, he felt that underneath his polite appearance, he was actually rebellious and bohemian.

"Is it more expensive than gold?"

"That's not the case! You won't buy it from me with gold, right? I can't spend the gold right now, and it's not as useful as those banknotes!"

"You want banknotes, no problem at all!"

Yang Kang smiled.

"Okay, I know you are very proud. I still have a lot of goods here. You can take as much as you want. But these things have a shelf life. I will give you some more this time. It will not be a problem after one or two years. There are also some other good ingredients. , you can also give it a try."

Chatting with Yang Kang, Jiang Defu felt right.

Although Yang Kang seems to have a game attitude towards life, his knowledge is definitely higher than those of his contemporaries.

What's more, with his status, being too capable and ostentatious is actually not a good thing. As for the baking powder and the like, it is nothing to him.

Also, he knew that alum was needed to make fried dough sticks in his previous life to be really delicious, but eating too much of this stuff was not good.

But existence is reasonable!

What's more, fried dough sticks are a rare thing these days, and people can't eat many, so it's better to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha.

As for the money, Yang Kang just needs to give him some. He has mastered the secret recipe, and he can be considered a good errand.

"Brother Yang, you...what are you holding?"

After a bottle of wine, both of them were a little tipsy. When Jiang Defu came back from the latrine, he saw Yang Kang holding a mahogany box...

(End of this chapter)