Li Xu traveled to the year 1960. In this era, which he had never seen before and only heard about in books and from elders, the only thing he could do was ensure his family had enough to eat and li...
The two of them ate up the roast goose and drank most of the pound of white wine. It was already past eight o'clock when they returned.
As they walked along the road, Li Xu asked, "Uncle Liu, are you going home directly or going to find Uncle Wu and the others?"
"Burp~"
After a burp, Liu Gang replied firmly, "Go find Old Wu and the others. If we don't get this done today, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Seeing him so insistent, Li Xu didn't say much and could only remind him, "Then be careful on the road and don't fall."
"Don't worry, I'm not drunk."
In this way, the two rode and chatted until they arrived at the county town and then separated.
Li Xu returned home and had just parked the car when he saw Li Chen running out of the main room.
Without waiting for him to say anything, Li Xu handed over the roast goose wrapped tightly in oil paper from the basket.
After taking the goose, Li Chen was as happy as a bulldog. He turned around and went back without even saying hello.
Seeing him like this, Li Xu's face turned dark and he walked straight to the main room.
After entering, without saying a word, he slapped him on the head, and then said to everyone, "The roast goose is cold, you guys can just make do with it."
He had no choice. The two geese were roasted almost at the same time, which gave him no chance to put them into the space. By the time they finished eating the other one, this one was already cold.
"Why did you hit him for no reason?" Sun Xiu asked in confusion.
"All this brat had in mind was food. He didn't say a word to me. He just took the goose and walked away."
Hearing this, everyone laughed. Then Sun Xiu warned Li Chen and told him not to do this again.
Li Chen naturally agreed readily.
At this time, Li Jiakang said, "It's okay if the goose is a little cold, just don't drink cold water. Third brother, go to the kitchen and get a knife."
After hearing the order, Li Chen ran out happily.
Li Xu thought that the roast goose was already cold, and with so many people at home, it would be difficult to share it if it was not cut into pieces, so he didn't say anything.
He was also skeptical about the idea that chopping with a knife would ruin the flavor, and even thought it was because the customer's knife skills were poor and they were afraid of being criticized, so they made up this excuse to fool the customer...
While Sun Xiu was cutting the goose, Li Xu made himself a cup of strong tea to relieve the greasiness.
The roast goose was cut into pieces and spread on wax paper. Sun Xiu took the lead and put a piece into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he praised, "Although it's cold, it still tastes quite good."
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Ping and his companions picked up the goose meat and tasted it, and all agreed that it tasted good.
Because there were so many people, the roast goose was finished in a short time, leaving only a pile of chewed bones on the oil paper.
After the table was cleared and everyone was chatting, Li Jiakang said to Li Xu, "The old couple from the Cui family came over earlier and gave you some gifts to thank you. We asked Xiaohong to bring the things to your room, but she refused. You can take them back later."
"I won't take it. I'll put it in the main hall. Whoever wants to eat it can eat it."
Without asking, you knew it was candy, cakes, or something like that. It was nothing serious. Then Li Xu changed the subject and said, "Mom, I have three temporary job quotas, 450 each. If any relatives or neighbors want them, and I'm away on business, can you sell them for me? Then you can give the money to Xiaohong. I'll leave the letter of introduction with her."
"Huh?" Everyone exclaimed, "How come you have so many indicators?"
Li Xu knew they had misunderstood, and explained with a smile, "These indicators belong to others. They just gave them to me to help with sales."
Everyone looked as if they had suddenly understood something, and Sun Xiu agreed directly.
We chatted until after ten o'clock, then everyone went back to their rooms.
Early the next morning.
As soon as Li Xu arrived at the motorcade, he saw Liu Gang chatting with a few people. He walked over and pulled him aside, asking in a low voice, "Uncle Liu, did you get it done?"
"Is that even a question?" Liu Gang glanced over, a smug look on his face. "When I get back from this trip, I'll go get a letter of introduction from them."
"How many indicators do Uncle Wu and the others have?"
"Nineteen, plus my eldest brother's four, a total of twenty-three, which means we can each earn twenty-three hundred yuan."
Hearing this number, Li Xu was so happy that he couldn't calm down for a long time. Then he gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely, "Uncle Liu, you are really amazing."
"Besides the word 'amazing', is there nothing else?"
"Of course I have. I'll make up for the four pounds of rice you used for the roast goose yesterday. I'll also treat you to a meal at a high-end restaurant later. How about that?"
Liu Gang then showed a satisfied expression, but he said, "I'll treat you to roast goose again in a while, and the rice will be yours too."
Li Xu didn't even think about it and agreed directly, "No problem."
Then the two of them looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths curled up unconsciously.
This business trip took three days.
That night, Li Xu returned home and was having dinner when he heard Sun Xiu say, "Xiao Xu, the work has been sold, and the money is with Xiao Hong."
Li Xu nodded and asked vaguely, "There should be a lot of people who want indicators, right?"
"It's more than enough, not even enough for my relatives, let alone my neighbors."
Li Xu was stunned. "Do we have so many relatives who want this?"
"Of course. Let's talk about Gou Zi's wife's family. They even wanted to take all three quotas, but I didn't agree and only gave them one."
Li Xu knew that she was talking about the family of Sun Yizhui's wife Zhao Zhaodi. The Zhao family was indeed a relative of his own, but the relationship was a bit distant.
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