A short-tempered mom? A money-grubbing dad? A humorous trio of women were sent to the 1960s by a leaky electric kettle, bringing with them a kitchen that could infinitely replicate food and a space...
Zhang Xiaobao was touched after hearing this. "Thank you, brother. I... also want to know about the grudge between you and Jiang Huashu. Until now, I don't even know your last name or your first name."
Jiang Huashu had already made plans in his mind, he knew that Zhang Xiaobao would definitely ask him today.
"Old Zhang, my case is much more complicated than your son's, and it's an old story with a life involved. So you'd better not ask. It's not good for you to know too much. Really, I'm doing this for your own good!" Jiang Huashu persuaded Zhang Xiaobao with both emotion and reason.
Zhang Xiaobao listened thoughtfully. His only option now was to believe. There was no other way. Furthermore, this stranger was his only bridge to the outside world, and he didn't want to break away from him. However, it wasn't easy to learn what a medium was from him. He wasn't stupid; after all, he was the author, possessing the aura of the master.
"Look, we are friends now, so I'll just be frank with you. You can travel to the modern era, there must be some medium, right? If you tell me, maybe I can help you find a way back." Jiang Huashu asked tentatively.
Zhang Xiaobao chuckled, thinking to himself that he lost his patience so soon. In fact, Jiang Huashu didn't even think that he could ask now. There would be plenty of time to argue later. It would depend on who could keep their patience.
Zhang Xiaobao scratched his head and said, "Hey, buddy, we've just become friends. I don't know you very well yet, so how can I easily tell you what a medium is? Besides, even if I tell you, you might not be able to find a way back. Even though I can go back, what if you can't? I guess this depends on the person. Why don't we spend some time together and talk about this matter again after we trust each other more."
Jiang Huashu thought to himself, this old man is quite cautious. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk about it later."
After saying that, he stood up and said goodbye. Since he couldn't get any useful information, he didn't want to waste a minute here, so he hurried back to the county to work. He hadn't been to work for several days.
After leaving Zhang Xiaobao's house, he pushed his bicycle and turned into a side alley, then slipped into the space. Then he followed Fifth Grandpa out of the space. At this moment, Fifth Grandpa was at the old man's house in the county town. When he heard Jiang Huashu calling him in the space, he used the excuse of going to the toilet to flush the toilet. After leaving the yard, he took Jiang Huashu out of the space.
Fifth Grandpa is incredibly skilled at teleporting these days. Every morning, he's responsible for going to Shanghai Market and Warehouse No. 1 to stock up on goods. The volume of goods he's stocked now is incomparable to what it was a few years ago when he first entered Shanghai. Several large yards have been built nearby specifically for stocking goods. After all, in a city that size, goods are consumed quickly.
In the past few years, the old man has been looking after the children and catching up on sleep during the day. At night, he distributes and inventories goods, collects money, and collects cultural relics.
Yes, you read that right. Now all the antiques and cultural relics that can be exchanged in big cities like Kyoto, Shanghai and nearby towns and villages have been bought up by the gangster team under Jiang Huashu.
They had exchanged countless valuable cultural relics from our country, sealed and stored in warehouses. Jiang Huashu planned to return them to the country unconditionally in a few years. After all, the replacements were all made from infinitely replicated kitchen items, at zero cost. This was their mission and responsibility when they traveled through time.