Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Jinjiang exclusive, plagiarism will be investigated (catch...
"Mengyu, Mengzhi, Mengyao, these are all nice names! Compared to them, ours are much more shabby."
As the only daughter among the younger generation, Zhang Shiyu looked at her grandfather unhappily.
"Hmph, if you don't want to follow the generation name, you can also change your name to Mengyu."
General Zhang was unhappy. Why was the name he chose so shabby?
"Grandpa, what are you talking about? People say my name sounds like a boy's. When I was dating, people thought I was a boy."
Zhang Shiyu felt so aggrieved that her first meeting with her boyfriend almost ended in a misunderstanding.
"Huh, isn't Yu the little girl's name? How do I know they will misunderstand?"
General Zhang's attitude towards his daughter and granddaughter is completely different, probably because his granddaughter is about the same age as his daughter. Although her grades are equally poor, his granddaughter is down-to-earth and is doing very well in the factory. She does not require her parents or himself to worry about her at all.
In comparison, Zhang Qunhua is much worse. She is not good at her job and she did not do well in the college entrance examination. She is simply useless, but she does not realize it.
"You're talking nonsense. Didn't your boyfriend apologize to you? If he hadn't had to work overtime today, he would have accompanied you back to your parents' home."
Mrs. Zhang glared at her daughter. It had been more than a year since this happened and she still brought it up after her son was born.
"Hmph, let him work overtime? All he does is work overtime every day. The child hasn't seen him for several days."
Zhang Shiyu is very dissatisfied with her husband's constant overtime work. She knows that work is important, but he can't come back home in the middle of the night for a week in a row, right?
When he came back, the children were asleep. Fortunately, the children were still young and didn't remember anything. If they were older, the father-son relationship would have faded.
"He has no choice. I heard that your factory has received a batch of new machines. As a technician, he must be on duty every day. What if something goes wrong?"
Zhang Decheng gave his daughter a warning look, telling her that her son-in-law was doing serious work and as a wife she should understand and not hold him back.
"I understand, Dad, please stop scolding me."
Zhang Shiyu also knew that he was being unreasonable, so he calmed down after admitting his mistake.
"Now the country is vigorously developing the economy. The higher-ups attach great importance to this batch of machines. Any problems must be reported to the higher-ups. It is inevitable that my grandson-in-law is a little nervous. Once he understands it, he will be relaxed in the future."
General Zhang liked the husband his granddaughter married very much because he was a scholar and a rare technical backbone.
As mentioned before, the Zhang family likes people with knowledge very much. Anyone who is good at reading has a filter in their eyes.
Why is Zhang Mengzhi valued by the Zhang family? Isn’t it because he is good at reading?
Therefore, General Zhang, who was only good to his granddaughter, preferred his grandson-in-law. This often made Zhang Shiyu jealous, and she felt that her grandfather was taken away by her husband.
But who can make her like him? So even if she complains, her partner can still use hot water to take a shower when she comes home in the middle of the night, which shows how much she likes this husband.
"Okay, let's eat quickly. We can talk after dinner if there's anything else."
Seeing that everyone was busy chatting and not eating, General Zhang spoke.
"yes."
Only then did everyone turn their attention to the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.
After dinner, a group of people came to the garden, sitting together in groups of three or four to chat and watch the moon.
"Today's mooncakes are made with five nuts, but why aren't there any with egg yolk?"
Zhang Qunhua flipped through the mooncakes on the table and said unhappily that the flavor was not what she liked. She ignored her mother's action of pulling her clothes privately and even shook Xie Yun's hand away.
Xie Yun was so angry that she had a headache, but she couldn't do anything about her daughter. She could only hope that her husband would not be too picky with her daughter.
"If you want to eat egg yolks, go buy them yourself, otherwise just stop talking."
General Zhang did not want to embarrass his daughter, but her words made him unhappy.
He likes to eat five-nut mooncakes, and they are cheaper than egg yolks, so the Zhang family has been buying five-nut mooncakes for many years.
"dad."
Zhang Qunhua looked at his father with a face full of grievance.
Others spoil their daughters, but Zhang's father almost ignores her existence. Yes, her father lets her go to school, never treats her badly in terms of food and clothing, and gives her a certain amount of pocket money every month.
It seemed as if she was living a good life in this family, but in fact she was an invisible person and her father would never remember her no matter what happened.
"Don't buy anything even if you ask me to. Just eat."
General Zhang said unhappily.
Seeing him unhappy, no one dared to speak. In this family, General Zhang had the final say, and when he was unhappy, everyone was sad.
The Zhang family who were far away in their hometown did not have this trouble. Everyone sat together happily eating and drinking.
"Dad, the grapefruit is so sweet. My uncle bought it for me."
Xiaoyu and Xiaoshuang lay on either side, waiting for Xia Dayong to peel a grapefruit and feed it to them. The thin skin inside the grapefruit is thicker than that of a normal orange, so the children can't tear it open, so the adults have to help peel it.
Unlike oranges which can be eaten with their transparent skin, the skin of grapefruit is bitter and very unpalatable.
"Yes, yes, yes, uncle is very good. He picked the sweetest grapefruits. You guys just eat them obediently."
Xia Dayong listened to his children praising his brother-in-law all night long, and he was completely convinced.
I don’t know what kind of drug my brother-in-law gave his children to make them so convinced of him. All the good things are attributed to him, even though the pomelo was clearly bought by him and his wife.
However, the children were stubborn and they believed that it was bought by Zhang Mengzhi.
"puff."
Zhang Mengyu almost laughed to death and the pomelo in her hand fell onto the table.
"Be careful not to waste food."
Mother Zhang pulled her daughter's clothes and asked her to give Xia Dayong some face. If she continued to laugh, her son-in-law would have to find a table to crawl under.
My grandparents were also laughing when they saw this scene and felt that this was the happiest day of their year.
"Okay, Mom."
Zhang Mengyu stopped smiling and listened to her mother and gave her brother-in-law some face.
As for Mr. Zhang, he just sat quietly aside eating mooncakes. Saying anything more at this time would be disrespectful to the mooncakes.
Xia Dayong knew his mother-in-law’s good intentions, but his heart was not that fragile.
He was not surprised at all that his children liked his brother-in-law. After all, his brother-in-law could cook delicious food, which was quite attractive to the children.
"If you don't work harder, Xiaoyu and Xiaoshuang will no longer recognize you."
Zhang Mengyao teases her husband.
"Yes, yes, I will definitely work hard to make sure you and your two children live a good life."
What else can Xia Dayong say? Of course, continue to work hard and make money!
"Mengzhi, why don't you speak?"
Zhou Guilan looked at Zhang Mengzhi, who had been silent, and gave him a five-nut mooncake.
"Thank you, Auntie. You can eat too."
Zhang Mengzhi cut a third of the mooncake and gave it to her. "Mooncakes are a bit oily, don't eat too much."
"Why."
Zhou Guilan took the mooncake with a smile. It was a great thing to have someone always care about your health!
The moon-watching activity ended at around 8 or 9 in the evening. Zhang's father and Zhang Mengzhi sent their grandparents home, while Zhang Mengyao was taken away by her husband, and the two rode away on bicycles.
Mother Zhang and her daughter moved the table and chairs into the house, and then arranged the wheels to go wash up.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Zhang family returned to their normal lives.
The younger generation went to school, and Zhang's father went to work. Besides cleaning the house and cooking, Zhang's mother and Zhou Guilan would go out for walks, and occasionally go to the hospital to check Zhou Guilan's health.
"Old lady, you are recovering very well, keep up the hard work."
The doctor said to them after the examination.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhang. We will try our best."
Mother Zhang shook the doctor's hand gratefully, then took the old lady to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
"Luckily we have an acquaintance in the hospital. Chinese medicine is good for health! Too much western medicine will hurt your stomach, so try to take less."
Mother Zhang took the prescription, paid the medical fee, and received a bag of Chinese medicine.
"The Zhang family is really full of talented people. I didn't expect that there are Zhang family members in the hospital."
After leaving the hospital, Zhou Guilan said to her nephew's wife.
"Although he is only a little older than Lao Zhang, he is one generation older than Lao Zhang. When he was still young, his parents sent him to a pharmacy as an apprentice. Later, he was chosen by an old doctor to be his apprentice. When he grew up, he married the doctor's daughter. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he entered the municipal hospital and worked as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor there."
Mother Zhang explained the other person's identity. This person's experience was somewhat similar to that of General Zhang, but he was more particular than General Zhang.
After his wife died in childbirth, the man did not remarry, but raised his son alone and took care of his parents-in-law.
The stories of these two people once again prove the diversity of human beings. Even if they are from the same ethnic group and have similar experiences, they will make different choices.
"This person is different. He has a much better conscience than him."
Zhou Guilan said softly.
Didn't she resent her ex-husband? She did, but she knew it was useless to resent him because he didn't care at all. Now she only needed to care about her two sons. As long as General Zhang treated her two sons well, she could bury this resentment in her heart.
If General Zhang treats her two sons badly, Zhou Guilan will be determined to bring General Zhang down, even if it means risking her life.
Even Zhang Mengzhi didn't guess Zhou Guilan's thoughts, let alone the others. Because Zhang Mengzhi was the most cunning one in the Zhang family, and the others were relatively honest.
"Mom, I took my wife to the hospital today. What did Grandpa Gui say?"
As soon as Zhang Mengzhi got home from school at noon, she didn't rush to cook, but asked about Zhou Guilan's health.
"She's recovered very well. Next year, the German team will be able to take her to the capital to take care of her."
Mother Zhang said this not because she disliked Zhou Guilan, but because she was thinking about them and their son.
Zhou Guilan talks to her son every week. Although she doesn't say anything, everyone knows that she misses her two children very much.
"That's great. Mom, is the soup I asked you to make ready?"
If Zhang Mengzhi came back from school at noon, it would be too late to make soup, so he could only ask his mother to make it in advance so that he could have it when he came back.
"It's been stewing for more than two hours. You can see it if you go to the kitchen."
Mother Zhang went out early in the morning to buy bones to make soup, and she followed her son's instructions carefully.
"We'll have dumplings for lunch. Using bone broth as the soup base will make the dumplings more fragrant."
Zhang Mengzhi washed the bacon and cut it into cubes, then soaked it in water before going out in the morning so that it would not taste so salty.
Chop the dried tofu and garlic sprouts into small pieces for later use.
First put the chopped bacon in the pan to fry the oil, then add the dried tofu and garlic sprouts and stir-fry together.
Bacon is quite salty, and it is still salty even after being soaked in water, so it is best not to add salt when frying it.
Dumplings with cured meat, dried tofu and garlic sprouts are a dish that few people in Shu Province don’t like.
Anyway, the Zhang family and Zhou Guilan all love to eat it. Zhang's father even jogs back home after work, because he has only eaten this bacon dumpling once during the Chinese New Year and has been thinking about it ever since.
Zhang Mengzhi put the fried stuffing into a bowl and started kneading the dough.
He rolled out the dough while the rest of the Zhang family wrapped it.
They are not good at kneading dough and rolling out skins, but they are still very good at making dumplings. Even the dumplings made by Xiaoyu and Xiaoshuang look pretty good.
Place the wrapped dumplings on the wooden lid and put them into the pot once they are done.
The bacon dumplings are big, and an adult man can feel full after eating ten.
Zhang Mengyu ate more than his father and only stopped after eating fifteen.
“This kid is such a big eater.”
Zhang Mengyu ate fifteen bacon dumplings, which were half the size of ordinary dumplings, which is equivalent to thirty ordinary dumplings.
"I can't help it, I'm hungry!"
Zhang Mengyu drank the bone soup and defended herself.
"It's okay. Being able to eat is a blessing."
Zhou Guilan really loves this little niece and she is not spoiled at all.
"It's not like some girls who have learned this from somewhere, saying they want to lose weight. They are not fat, so why should they lose weight?"
Zhou Guilan was talking about an older girl from a family in their alley who suddenly said she wanted to lose weight. She used to be able to eat a big bowl of rice, but now she only eats a small bowl.
"I don't know what Miao Xiang is thinking. In fact, she doesn't have much flesh on her body. It's just that she has a big frame. No matter how much she loses weight, she won't be able to lose much."
As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard it, she knew who she was talking about and explained to her husband and children.
"Miao Xiang? Why is she losing weight? She's not fat?"
Zhang Mengyu said while biting the chopsticks, "That was her classmate. No wonder she looked a little listless these days. It turned out that she was losing weight!"
"Did the boys in your class say something?"
Zhang Mengzhi understands that girls of his sister's age are more concerned about what boys say. Especially when the boy is someone the girls like, even if they just say something casually, the girls will remember it in their hearts.
"No way?"
The chopsticks in Zhang Mengyu's hand fell on the table.
"Someone really said that?"
Mother Zhang was shocked.
Miao Xiang is a classmate of my daughter. She is a lively, generous and sensible child, and everyone has a good impression of her.
Because she wanted to lose weight, everyone was surprised. No matter how her parents asked, Miao Xiang refused to tell them the reason, which made everyone distressed.
After knowing the reason, Mother Zhang didn't care about the soup in the bowl and stood up and walked out.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
Zhang Mengyu called her.
"I'll go tell Sister Yang that Miao Xiang can't be allowed to lose any more weight, otherwise the child will have to go to the hospital sooner or later."
What Mother Zhang said was not an exaggeration at all. Miao Xiang had only been hungry for a few days and her body had become so thin that only skin was left.
"Ah? Then how about not mentioning me? If Miao Xiang knew it was me who said that, she would no longer be friends with me."
Zhang Mengyu said hesitantly.
"When I come back, we'll have a good talk as mother and daughter."
Mother Zhang did not agree, but just glared at her daughter fiercely.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Zhang Mengyu pouted, it wasn’t like she wanted to lose weight.
"You don't like any boys in school, do you?"
Zhang Mengzhi picked up a pair of chopsticks and tried the feel and asked.
"No."
Feeling bad, Zhang Mengyu answered quickly.
"It's better not to, otherwise you know my methods."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhang Mengyu put down his chopsticks.
"call……"
Zhang Mengyu patted his chest, feeling lucky that he had escaped.
Fortunately, her family was strict and she focused on her studies, so she really didn't like any boy. Otherwise, under her brother's sharp eyes, he would have found out even if she denied it.
"Mengzhi, don't be so harsh on Mengyu."
Mr. Zhang feels sorry for his youngest daughter because his son is too strict with her.
"Dad, my sister is still young. If she wants to date someone, she has to wait until she is an adult."
Zhang Mengzhi smiled.
He said it lightly, but no one present thought he was joking, nor did they think that Zhang Mengyu could talk after he became an adult.
Adult? Maybe we have to wait until she graduates from college.
"Don't worry, bro. I won't date anyone before I'm an adult."
Zhang Mengyu had a strong desire to survive and immediately raised his hand and swore.
"Hehe, I hope you can remember what I said today."
Zhang Mengyu said with reluctant satisfaction.
"I will never forget it."
Zhang Mengyu forgot her parents' words, but she didn't dare to forget her brother's words! Her brother was the big devil at home. If she dared to forget, the whole family would criticize her.
About half an hour later, Mother Zhang came back with a happy face.
"Miao Xiang is no longer losing weight. She was eating when I came back!"
How could she not be happy after doing a good deed? She saved another little girl.
"Mengyu, tell me, is there a boy you like at school?"
Mother Zhang really did what she said, and she talked to her daughter after she came back. But as soon as she said this, Zhang Mengyu secretly said something was wrong.
"No, mom, if you don't believe me, you should believe my brother. He has just questioned me, and I swear to God, I really don't have a crush on anyone. If I lie, I will be fined and have no pocket money for a year."
This oath was really important to her, and everyone in the Zhang family believed it.
The Zhang family spent the following time smoothly until the cart was built and the tricycle was modified.
After all, it took more than half a month to make the cart and modify the tricycle, and they were not delivered to Zhang Mengzhi until the end of the month.
He also bought some things, such as a bigger stove, dishes and chopsticks, etc. The table he used was his own, and he had an extra set, which he used now.
Zhang Mengzhi knew that no matter what era it was, students made the most money. So the Zhang family decided to set up their stall in front of the school gate.
It was not a university, but the gate of the middle school where Zhang Mengyu was studying.
At first, Zhang Mengyu wanted to sell skewers, but unfortunately, skewers need to be made with bamboo sticks, which are hard to find in the city, and it is not cost-effective to go to the countryside to buy them.
So it was changed to Malatang, which, together with skewers, is the favorite snack of people in Sichuan Province.
In addition to a variety of vegetables and some meat, you can also cook noodles and vermicelli according to your preference.
The most important thing is that the hot pot base can be cooked at home in advance, and the vegetables and meat can also be washed and cut at home in advance. You can still cook them when setting up the stall in time without being in a rush.
"We're selling spicy hot pot. Vegetarian dishes are 50 cents, meat dishes are 1 yuan, and noodles and rice noodles are also 50 cents."
Zhang Mengzhi didn't have classes today, so she came to the middle school to set up a stall with her family.
He had prepared the base sauce in advance, and brought it to the school gate on a tricycle. When school was almost over, he put the pot on the stove, and soon the base sauce soup boiled.
"Give me a bowl of spicy hot pot, one serving of meat and two servings of vegetables."
A neatly dressed middle-aged man said to Zhang Mengzhi who was setting the table.
"Okay comrade, please wait a moment."
Zhang Mengzhi deftly put the food the other party wanted into the pot and started cooking.
After a while, the spicy hot pot was cooked and served in a bowl, and a little soup was scooped into it.
"If you want to add chili, add it yourself."
There was a bottle of chili sauce on the table. It was made by Zhang Mengzhi herself and tasted quite spicy.
In fact, Malatang is also spicy, but this kind of spiciness is acceptable even to children, and it is equivalent to nothing for people who like spicy food.
"OK, thanks."
The middle-aged man was well-educated. After taking the spicy hot pot brought by Zhang Mengzhi, he thanked him.
He picked up the bottle on the table, scooped a spoonful of chili sauce into the bowl, stirred it a few times and started eating.
"Hiss! This sauce is tasty."
The middle-aged man really liked it and started eating it with big mouthfuls.
"Give me two vegetarian dishes."
"Give me two meat dishes."
With the first one, there will be the second and the third.
Although it was a little expensive, the Zhang family was generous and the portions were large, taking the path of small profits but quick turnover. And judging by the way the middle-aged people ate, it must have tasted good.
The people of Shu Province love to eat it, and this is something that almost all of China knows in later generations.
Even though people are short of food and clothing now, the Sichuan people's love for food will not change just because they started decades ago.
Genes are something that will not change. If people in later generations like to eat it, then their ancestors must have liked it too.
Therefore, Zhang Mengzhi's spicy hot pot was a success on the first day. The food was sold out quickly, and even the noodles and rice noodles were gone.
The middle-aged man at first felt unsatisfied after finishing his bowl of noodles, so he ordered another bowl of noodles, which he gobbled up with chili sauce.
"Your chili sauce is quite flavorful, I like it. I wonder if you have any extra for sale, I'd like to buy some."
The middle-aged man waited until the Zhang family closed their stall and then walked over to ask.
"Comrade, you haven't left yet?"
Mother Zhang saw the other person's face full of surprise. Perhaps because he was the first person to try it, the Zhang family remembered him.
"No, your chili sauce is so delicious that I really want to buy some."
The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.
"We don't have much of this sauce at home. My son made it himself. If you need it, you have to wait a week. My son will make it today when he goes back home."
Mother Zhang told the middle-aged man the truth that she was not afraid of anyone stealing her business, because the delicious chili sauce was Zhang Mengzhi's craftsmanship, and others could not snatch it away without the ability.
"Okay, I'll come back in a week."
The middle-aged man nodded and left.
"Mom, why did you agree to this?"
Zhang Mengzhi didn't expect that his mother would still solicit business for him. In fact, he didn't want to do this business.
Because the most important thing about chili sauce is the chili, and it's very spicy when you chop it! Zhang Mengzhi really didn't want to make more, otherwise his hands would be spicy for several days.
"How can you not agree to this money-making thing?"
Mother Zhang said as a matter of course.
"Don't worry, you don't have to chop it. I'll chop it and you can season it."
How could Mother Zhang not know that her son was afraid of spicy food? So she decided to get a chopping knife and use it to chop the food directly, so that it wouldn't hurt her hands.
Unlike a kitchen knife, a chopping knife has a long handle on the blade. The blade is short and the handle is facing upwards, so people's hands will not come into direct contact with the peppers, and naturally they will not feel spicy.
"All right!"
Since his mother said so, he didn't refuse.
The next morning, Zhang's mother and Zhou Guilan went to the market to buy peppers. They had already picked the peppers from the small vegetable garden, so there weren't many left. And they had eaten all the peppers, so they had to pull them up by the roots.
Originally, peppers are perennial plants, and they can survive as long as the weather is right without being pulled out. However, the winter in Shu Province is still relatively cold, and peppers cannot survive the winter unless some special methods are used to keep them warm. However, this would increase the cost, so the Zhang family did not choose to do so, but chose to grow seedlings every year.
Since I wanted to make more to sell, I went directly to the market and bought hundreds of kilograms of red peppers. There were many people buying peppers in the market, and I quickly picked out enough suitable peppers.
In addition to these, there were ginger, garlic and salt, and Mother Zhang made several trips back home to get them.
"Give me a backpack, I can carry it."
Zhou Guilan saw that her face was red from the heat and wanted to help.
"No, Auntie. I can do it. You are not in good health and cannot be tired."
Mother Zhang refused without thinking.
“…”
Seeing that she refused, Zhou Guilan had to stay at home to fetch water to wash the peppers.
After all, the food is to be eaten, so it must be washed clean.
In addition to the chili peppers, the ginger and garlic also need to be peeled, dried, and chopped into small pieces, and finally mixed with the chili peppers.
Mother Zhang also had a large jar sent back, which she washed, scalded with boiling water, and then hung to dry.
Put the chopped peppers in it, add a layer of salt and a layer of peppers. Put it in a cool place to ferment for a week and you can eat it.
There are many ways to cook chili peppers, and each family has their own unique recipe. Zhang Mengzhi’s chili peppers naturally have their own secret recipe. The seasonings added are the key, and the proportion is also important to determine whether the taste is good.
Since we want to run a long-term business, we definitely cannot use technology and ruthlessness. Therefore, there is no technology in the food made by Zhang Mengzhi, only natural seasonings.
As for those merchants who add some harmful substances to enhance the flavor, Zhang Mengzhi has nothing but contempt for them. Only people with poor skills would do this, after all, they have no other skills except technology and hard work.
Usually Zhang Mengzhi has to go to class, so the people who go to set up the stall are Zhang's mother and Zhou Guilan.
Occasionally, Zhang's father would go when he had a break. Like Zhang Mengzhi, he was a non-staff member. Zhang Mengyu had to take care of her nephew when she was not in class, so she was left out of the list of candidates to set up the stall.
Another point is that, out of consideration for the little girl's reputation, she is not allowed to interact with her classmates face to face.
Zhang's spicy hotpot is so popular that there is no leftover ingredients every day. Some people want to steal his skills but fail, because the spicy hotpot base is cooked by Zhang Mengzhi, so even if he is not around, the taste will not change and it is still delicious.
Every day when Zhang's mother sets up her stall, a long queue quickly forms. The food they prepare is quickly sold out, and then they close the stall and go home.
Those who bought it are naturally happy, and those who didn't buy it are sad. But everyone can understand that who doesn't want to buy more delicious food!
Although some vendors were unhappy and felt that the Zhang family had taken away their business, the Zhang family always closed their stalls early and not many people bought their products after they left!
So it didn't matter whether they competed with the Zhang family or not, the main thing was that the food they cooked was not as delicious as Zhang Mengzhi's. Moreover, the ingredients of the Zhang family were very fresh, they were all bought and cooked on the same day and never left overnight.
"Boss, why don't you teach them a lesson? If it weren't for them, our business wouldn't be so bleak."
Seeing the Zhang family leaving, several small vendors gathered together.
"If you want to die, don't drag me. Do you know their last name? Do you want to teach them a lesson?"
As a local, the boss asked with a dark face. He was just unhappy about his business being taken away, but he was not looking for death!
"Boss, does it matter what their last names are? Isn't it easy to teach a few women a lesson?"
Several other vendors asked in confusion, saying that they knew each other and had no jobs, so they just hung out in the city. They finally wanted to set up a stall to make some money, but someone else took away their business.
This was unbearable, so they decided to teach the Zhang family a lesson. But why did the boss think differently from them? Not only did he not teach them a lesson, but he also asked them their surnames?
"Okay, let me ask you another question. Do you know which family in our city is the most untouchable?"
The boss looked at his silly little brothers and rolled his eyes to the sky.
"The Zhang family. In our city, everyone with the last name Zhang is a member of the same clan. They are the ones you cannot mess with. They not only protect their own shortcomings, but they also stick together."
I answered foolishly that this was a question that even a three-year-old child in their city could answer.
"Yeah, you know you can't mess with people named Zhang. Didn't you see what was written in front of their stall?"
The boss is almost mad at himself, how could he have such a stupid younger brother!
“Zhang’s Spicy Hot Pot.”
The younger brothers read out the name and were all stunned.
“…”
Ah, his surname is Zhang! No wonder he dared to steal their business, so his surname is Zhang!
The group of people became discouraged and went back to guard their own stalls obediently, not even thinking about revenge.
In their city, only the Zhang family can rely on their surname to prevent others from taking action.
The largest surname in the city, not only has a large number of people but also a wide range of connections. Just like what the boss said, why would you want to mess with the Zhang family if you don't want to do something?
The Zhang family didn't know that they were able to avoid a lot of trouble because of their surname.
Zhang Mengzhi might have guessed it. After all, your business is so good that there will always be people who are jealous, right? But he is also confident that as long as they are in their city, no one dares to do it.
As for whether his clansmen would steal his business, Zhang Mengzhi was still confident. Not everyone had his skills, and even his parents didn't know the recipe. Unless the other party was so talented that he could taste his secret recipe after a few bites, as long as his taste was the best, then his business would definitely be the best.
After setting up the stall for a month, the Zhang family sat together to count the accounts.
Excluding costs and labor, the money earned from setting up the stall in a month is higher than Zhang's father's salary.
"Wow, that's a lot of money!"
Zhang Mengyu held a pile of change and felt so happy. Her family made money and she had five more yuan in pocket money.
"Mom, this is your and my wife's salary."
Zhang Mengzhi charged 20 yuan per person, which means that in addition to the 40 yuan and the cost, there was still a profit of nearly 100 yuan.
It's not that he doesn't want to open more stalls, but Zhang's mother and Zhou Guilan only accept this salary. They only set up stalls for two to three hours every day, and 20 yuan is already a lot.
“I never thought I could make money on my own!”
Zhou Guilan was so happy holding the two big unity notes. Unlike the money her son gave her, this was money she earned herself, which gave her a great sense of accomplishment!
She can support herself without relying on her son.
Zhou Guilan has always been a very strong-willed person. She felt very uncomfortable having to rely on her sons to survive, and she couldn't find a goal to live for. If she didn't care about her two sons the most, she might not be able to recover from this illness.
Being able to make money now means that she is still useful. This will make Zhou Guilan's mood better, and a better mood is more beneficial to her health.
"Auntie, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some clothes and dress ourselves up. Mengzhi is right, women should dress up. Not only will we feel good when we see ourselves, but our family members will also feel good when they see us."
Mother Zhang has always accepted her son's ideas. She didn't dare to agree with them before because everyone dressed themselves up in a gray way, and she was afraid that if she dressed up nicely, she would be gossiped about and bring trouble to her family.
It’s different now. The country allows street vendors, and you can often see girls dressed like stars on the streets. They don’t have to worry about trouble when they dress up.
"Okay, I have to buy myself a few boxes of vanishing cream and some rouge, and then Auntie will dress you up nicely."
When Zhou Guilan was young, she loved dressing up, and her family was well off, so she never lacked rouge and powder.
If it weren't for the war that happened later, she would still be that fashionable old lady.
"Okay, okay, I'll trouble you then. I really don't know how to dress up!"
Zhang doesn't dare to spend her husband's money carelessly, but she can spend her own money however she wants. Maybe it's the stall that gave her the courage. Zhang is now more confident and doesn't think that buying food and cosmetics is a waste of money.
Zhang Mengzhi was very happy to see her mother's transformation, so she did not stop them from going out to spend money.
As for Zhang's father, he never stopped his wife from spending money, nor did he think she was a big spender. It was rare for his wife to be happy, so she could buy something if she wanted to! Usually, there was a lot of housework, and his wife always stayed at home, so he felt that he was treating her unfairly. Now that the family had the money for his wife to buy something, why should he stop her?
Even after decades, most men still don't have this kind of awareness.
He always felt that his wife was spending his money and trying to kill him, but he forgot that when he returned home, he had hot meals to eat, clean clothes to wear, a bright house, and parents who did not cause him any trouble, all because of his wife.
Not to mention that after giving birth to a child, the wife has to take care of the child more. From the time she opens her eyes in the morning to the time she closes her eyes at night, there is almost no time to rest.
And did the wife really spend the money her husband gave her? Doesn't the food at home cost money? Doesn't water, electricity and gas cost money? Doesn't car expenses, gas and mortgage cost money? Doesn't it cost money to treat the elderly and children at home when they are sick? Doesn't it cost money to socialize?
When men settle accounts, they always exclude these things and only count what they give, but not the daily expenses in life. That is quite shameless.
I thought my parents and children lived on air!
Compared with these men, although Zhang's father has no future and can't make a lot of money, he is really good to his wife. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with listening to his wife. He gives his salary to his wife every month for management, and he only has a little pocket money given by his wife.
Of course, if he had something serious that required money, he would discuss it with his wife. As long as it was reasonable, Zhang's mother would give the money, so why would he lie to his wife?
Men who not only spend all their salaries with various excuses but also cheat money from their wives are not worthy of women marrying them. It is best for them to live a single life and not drag down others.
Once things got started, things went much more smoothly. Mother Zhang and Zhou Guilan went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy themselves new clothes and cosmetics. When they were not setting up stalls, they dressed up and became the most beautiful old ladies in their neighborhood.
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