Chapter 69: Slap the Kelp Farming Expert
The wooden basin used to hold the rice noodles at the stall is covered with a clean white cloth to prevent flying insects from accidentally falling in.
At this time, the white cloth was stretched tightly, giving people the illusion that the rice noodles had not been moved at all.
When Aunt Huang saw this scene, she immediately became excited and said loudly: "Wow, I haven't sold a single bowl in over an hour at the market. Isn't it the mission to ensure that the children in the village have new clothes every year?"
"We won't even have any candy for the New Year this year." The old bald man chuckled, happy with his wise decision. "But every household should be able to get a small clay pot."
As he spoke, he used his palm to indicate the size of the earthenware jar.
When the other villagers heard what the two said, their attention was only focused on the wooden basin containing the rice noodles and the small clay pots stacked on top of it.
The small clay pot was clean and shiny, without even a drop of water on it. Everyone was anxious, but they did not want to lose face in front of Aunt Huang and the old bald man.
"Just because no one buys in the morning doesn't mean no one will buy in the afternoon." An older woman stood up and refuted the people who kept mocking the sideline group, "I say, you guys are really idle. This sideline group has nothing to do with you."
When this was said, people from other surrounding villages became curious. Could the sideline group withdraw?
They chatted with the people of Haiyu Village in a familiar manner and listened with great interest to the process of the establishment of the Haiyu Village sideline business group.
"Zhang Yaozong, quickly send your mother to the hospital to check her eyes. Maybe she is blind." Zhang Wenxin folded his arms and directly called out Zhang Yaozong who was hiding in the crowd to watch the excitement.
The fat and big-eared Zhang Yaozong was pushed from behind by a young man in the village and staggered into the center of everyone's sight.
He had been spoiled by Aunt Huang since he was a child, and the time he spent in jail last time did not dampen his arrogance.
In addition, after he was released from prison, Aunt Huang had been instilling in Yu Zhile the idea that she was an orphan without a father or a mother, which made him look even more arrogant.
"Yu Zhile, apologize to my mother." he said loudly.
Yu Zhile raised his eyelids lazily and didn't even look at him.
She walked to the stove, pointed at the wooden basin where the seafood was kept, and said, "You can see the amount of seafood left and you will know that they are talking nonsense."
When the fishing team returned with a full load, every household sent someone to help, and everyone watched the whole process of her picking the seafood.
When everyone looked carefully, they found that the seafood was indeed half of what she took away last night.
Yu Zhile gave them a reassurance, and the villagers' worries were reduced by half.
"Everyone don't have to worry at all. Lele's cooking skills are recognized by the chefs of state-owned restaurants." Zhang Wenxin took the opportunity to promote it to the people around him.
The uninformed onlookers asked the people in Haiyu Village.
The villagers said proudly in unison: "Len Ni from our village is not only working as a sideline worker, but is also a temporary worker in a state-owned restaurant. She goes to the state-owned restaurant every Wednesday to teach the people there how to cook."
People from other villages were skeptical, but some did want to give it a try.
"Oh, so Ni'er is so famous, no wonder she recruited all the workers from the city this morning." Brother Tao laughed heartily, "But the smell is really delicious, it makes my stomach growl with hunger."
Datao Village was the first village to start a sideline business, and people who often went to the market knew the enthusiastic and generous Brother Tao.
As soon as he said this, everyone believed it 100%.
"Ni'er, 30 cents a bowl, right? Give me one bowl." Someone immediately took out 30 cents, "Let me try it."
"Okay, our seafood rice noodles have meat, seafood and vegetables. I promise you won't suffer a loss, and the taste will definitely satisfy you." Zhang Wenxin lit a fire and cooked the noodles quickly.
Hearing this, two more people sat down and each ordered a bowl of noodles for 35 cents.
The old bald man and others were slapped in the face in public and looked embarrassed, while other people in the village watched Yu Zhile and the other man cook noodles with great interest.
The farce was over and the onlookers gradually dispersed.
Xu Yu curled his lips when he saw that the storm ended peacefully.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can last." The old bald man took the moment when the two men were taking the powder and saw that the wooden basin was almost empty, and his eyes became jealous.
Aunt Huang agreed: "That's right."
She seemed to be helping the sideline group, but she was actually feeling proud of herself.
She felt that her three daughters were in the sideline group, and it would only take a word for them to rejoin the group.
Zhang Yaozong, who had been ignored, had a gloomy face, and the evil thoughts in his mind kept coming out, and he came up with many shady tricks.
"Yaozong, we don't want to eat these things without oil or salt. Mom will buy you some fried dough sticks." Aunt Huang pulled Zhang Yaozong to go to another stall.
Zhang Yaozong suddenly felt a pressure from behind, and his collar was suddenly grabbed from behind. He turned his head away angrily.
Yu Haizong stared for an unknown amount of time, his face turning pale as he asked coldly, "You bullied my daughter?"
"Guang, Uncle Guang." Zhang Yaozong was so scared that his legs were shaking.
Aunt Huang found that she couldn't pull her son up, so she turned around and saw that Zhang Yaozong was lifted up by Yu Haiguang with one hand.
"Ah! Ghost!" She screamed, her eyes rolled up and she fainted.
The shout shifted everyone's attention from the stove to Hai Guang, and everyone was stunned.
After a long time, a young man swallowed and said, "Ghost, ghost, Da, Daguang brother, is really back."
"Nonsense, there is a shadow, it's a person." His mother slapped him on the back.
Several old men and women who were familiar with the Yu family walked over tremblingly and touched Yu Haiguang's arm.
The warm body made them burst into tears immediately: "Daguang is back, it's great, it's great, the old brother doesn't have to send the young off with his old age."
Yu Haiguang threw Zhang Yaozong to the ground and comforted his uncle and aunt.
It took a while for the old people to stop crying.
"It's really a joke for a child." An old lady with gray hair glanced at Yu Chi who was staring at them and wiped away her tears. "I feel relieved to see you come back alive."
Then, she changed the subject: "You continue to teach him a lesson and make him suffer."
"Who? Who dares to touch my son?" Aunt Huang opened her eyes suddenly and jumped up from the ground. "You, Yu Haiguang, if you dare to touch my son, I will sue you and file a complaint against you in the army."
Zhang Yaozong became more aggressive and imitated him, "Sue, sue you."
Yu Haiguang clenched his fists and stared at the shameless mother and son.
The next second, his wrists were grabbed by Yu Zhile and Yu Yue respectively, and Yu Chi put his arms around his head and patted his forehead gently.
Yu Haiguang calmed down instantly and smiled at Zhang Yaozong.
The half-smile on his face frightened him so much that he felt a chill on his back and his legs trembled even more violently. He didn't even have the strength to get up.
On the other side, customers who were eating seafood rice noodles watched while eating and repeatedly exclaimed that the three cents was well spent.
Aunt Huang and her son left in disgrace, and the villagers dispersed in different directions to go to the market.
The fire in the stove was not yet extinguished, and Zhou Yuesheng took out the money to order food.
"Four."
"Two with all the sides, one with just shrimp, and one with just shrimp and abalone."
The whole shrimp portion was for Yu Yue, but Yu Chi loved shrimp and abalone the most.
Zhang Wenxin responded readily: "Okay, wait, it will be ready soon."
At that time, Mr. Chen, wearing a Zhongshan suit, slowly came over with a scroll in his hand.
"Xiao Zhao, your stall is now famous in the market." Old Chen said happily.
Just now, as he stepped into the market, he heard everyone talking about the new stall selling seafood rice noodles, and followed the smell to find it.
Chen Zhao said confidently: "Of course, with my sister here, it's hard not to be famous."
His straightforward personality was very much to Mr. Chen's liking, making him laugh and hand over the thing in his hand.
When the scroll was unfolded, there were four large characters written in a flamboyant style - A bright future with a bright future.
"Thank you for your good words." Chen Zhao said with a smile.
Then, he pulled Mr. Chen to the table with Yu Haiguang and others, and introduced the five people including Huo Tianhe one by one.
"Old sir." Yu Haiguang smiled slightly.
Old Chen looked quite excited and asked, "Young man, how do you think the information is? Does your village have any plans to develop kelp farming? I can provide free guidance."
Yu Haiguang looked at Zhou Yuesheng, and Zhou Yuesheng looked at Yu Zhile.
"Mr. Chen, are you the person in charge of that experiment?" Yu Zhile stepped forward and asked.
Old Chen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Ni'er, you and Xiao Zhao are from Haiyu Village. You are destined to be together."
Afterwards, Mr. Chen told them his background.
He and his good friend graduated from Beijing Ocean University, and after graduation they returned to the provincial capital together to do research.
His research focuses on the cultivation of kelp and laver; his friend's research scope is broader, focusing on shallow-water aquaculture.
A few years ago, his good friend was sent to the cowshed and sent to Haiyu Village because of his study abroad experience, while he was transferred to the Haidong Town Cultural Center.
"Kelp farming and shallow-water farming are both within the development plan of our sideline business group." Yu Zhile gave a clear answer.
Elder Chen clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay, okay, I will do my best to guide you."
The two of them started talking on the spot, seriously and attentively.
The rice noodles had been on the table for a while, and Chen Zhao couldn't help but interrupt: "Old Chen, why don't you just go to our village? Let my sister take you for a good walk."
"Okay, I'll take a look at your plan then." Mr. Chen was still unsatisfied, but stopped eating noodles.
Huo Tianhe didn’t understand what the two were talking about at all, but his eyes never left Yu Zhile.
He was fascinated by Yu Zhile's focused look when he was working, and he could only feel his heart pounding.
This scene was seen by Zhou Yuesheng and Yu Haiguang.
Their eyes met and Yu Haiguang raised his eyebrows.
Afterwards, two more customers came to order food, and the rice noodles were just used up.
Yu Zhile asked Zhang Haimei to go and rest first.
The stall's delivery orders are divided according to the range. Zhang Haimei is responsible for the area within a three-kilometer radius, while Ge Tai rides the brigade's bicycle to deliver to places farther away.
After the last customer finished eating, the stall became truly quiet, and the sideline group began to rest.
Time passed minute by minute, and the sun gradually climbed overhead.
The sound of jingling bells rang out, and the surrounding factories were getting off work. A large number of blue-clad workers walked towards the market.
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