Fang Yan was unaware that the dozens of kilograms of dried meat she sent to Zhang Jizhou had played a significant role.
While they were still stunned, Zhang Jizhou spoke up, "Yes, the dried meat we took out was all made by her."
If it weren't for those dozens of kilograms of dried meat, they probably wouldn't have made it back.
"Well done!"
Grandpa Zhang looked at Fang Yan again and praised her, "You have done something truly remarkable."
Fang Yan: ? ? ?
"Later, give me a list of the ingredients for the jerky that the soldiers can take out to eat during missions."
Fang Yan, who was still confused a second ago, immediately came to her senses and replied, "Okay, I promise to give it to you tomorrow."
She also saw Old Master Zhang's work ID; he was one of the most important officials in Beijing.
The meaning behind his words was quite clear; he obviously wanted to cooperate with her.
This is all money!
Then I definitely can't just stand there daydreaming anymore.
Zhang Jizhou, standing to the side, found her mischievous and adorable appearance inexplicable.
She loves making money, but only money earned honestly.
After dinner, the next issue is sleeping.
"Grandpa, how many of you are there...?"
Fang Yan was really having a headache. Her house was really small, and even Zhong Huaizheng's room was converted from a storage room.
This was the first time in his life that Mr. Zhang had caused such trouble for others, and he simply asked, "Just a place to sleep is enough."
Xu Zhimin immediately seized the opportunity to state his position, "I'm staying too."
"There aren't enough beds at home."
Not wanting Fang Yan to worry, Zhang Jizhou directly addressed the issue of bed arrangements.
Grandpa Zhang pointed to the ground and said, "You can make a makeshift bed on the ground."
Xu Zhimin followed closely behind, saying, "If the old man can do it, my health certainly won't be a problem either."
Zhang Jizhou: ...
Now that things have come to this point, we can't just kick them out, can we?
After discussing it for a long time, Fang Yan and Zhang Jizhou finally decided that Xu Zhimin and Zhong Huaizheng would squeeze in, and Fang Jie's bed would be given to Old Master Zhang.
Fang Jie, along with Old Master Zhang's bodyguard and driver, went to stay in Chu Chun's place.
After settling into the room, we realized we didn't have enough blankets.
Fortunately, Aunt De lent us two beds.
Aunt Wang also borrowed two beds, which barely solved the problem.
Zhu Xiuhua held the little fish and slept until the next day. When she woke up, she found out that such a big thing had happened the night before.
"Oh! So, my son-in-law's family is from Kyoto?"
She was genuinely happy for Zhang Jizhou.
Little Fish asked crisply from the side, "Where is Kyoto?"
"It's in a very, very far place. I'll take you there another time."
Fang Yan coaxed him to brush his teeth.
Then he said to Zhu Xiuhua, "Mom, you have to come and help me prepare breakfast."
A breakfast of about ten bites is really not an easy task.
Anyway, the thing we have in abundance at home right now is braised meat and braised dishes.
Fang Yan baked some steamed buns, made more than twenty roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), cooked white porridge, and served it with some peanuts and southern-style side dishes made by Zhu Xiuhua.
"What is your great-grandfather?"
Before I finished, I heard Xiaoyuzai's clear voice coming from the main room.
Looking at Xiaoyuzai, who had a robust and chubby face and resembled his eldest son when he was young, Grandpa Zhang couldn't help but tear up. "Your great-grandfather was your father's grandfather."
When Little Fish saw the old man's eyes redden, the little guy felt a little sorry for him, but after thinking about it, he still...
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