Fu Zhenghui asked casually, "Second Uncle, are Tongzhou and his whole family planning to move to Kyoto?"
Fu Qiming leaned back and said, "I don't know. They have their own careers to pursue. Of course, it would be good if they all moved to Kyoto. Your second aunt and I both want them to be by our side."
Fu Zhenghui clenched his fist.
Originally, Fu Qiming only had one son, Fu Tongyuan.
Now that Fu Tongzhou is back? What will he and his son do then?
But it's not appropriate to say anything about that now.
He was just waiting to see what that country bumpkin was like.
I doubt they've ever even seen a hundred-yuan bill!
Fu Qiming didn't say much. He talked to Fu Qifeng about their feelings and how badly Lin Qingyou and the others had been doing all these years, and how heartbroken they were.
The more Fu Zhenghui heard about his cousin's miserable life, the more smug he became.
They really are no good!
Lin Chuan and his group were naturally unaware that this was another matter awaiting them.
Ever since Fu Qiming and Shen Jinshu returned to Kyoto, Lin Qingyou has also come to Xuancheng to help.
They're all busy making freshly braised meat right now, their minds are full of making money, who would have thought there are still people in Kyoto who don't welcome them?
Lin Chuan and his team worked diligently and finally, on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, all the braised meat was packed and frozen, and they notified Fu Tongyuan to come and pick up the goods.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, Fu Tongyuan had a lot on his plate.
He didn't have time to come out, so he and his friends sent a car to pick up the braised meat.
With the braised meat hauled away, Lin Chuan earned a gross profit of 28,000 yuan from this order.
Lin Chuan deducted all costs and labor expenses and kept a detailed record.
They started distributing money to everyone.
In addition to wages for the work, there are also bonuses for the Chinese New Year.
"We've been busy for so long, it's already the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, everyone should go home for the New Year."
Sun Xiangdong chuckled, "Dachuan, the storefront is almost ready. When are we opening?"
Lin Chuan said, "The sixteenth day of the first lunar month!"
After all, everyone is on holiday during the Lunar New Year, so no shops are open.
Not to mention this shop in Xuancheng that hasn't officially opened yet, even the noodle shops in Wangshan County will close for the day starting from New Year's Eve.
They all waited until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month to open the doors.
He originally planned to start the ceremony on the eighth day of the first lunar month, but after the family reunion, Lin Qingyou and Zheng Yumei went home to pack up, so they could go to Beijing ahead of time.
He, Lin Ping, Lin Wei, and Lin Yan, along with the children, were preparing to board the train on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
If we open the store on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the time spent going back and forth will be too tight.
“Dachuan, there’s so much stuff in the factory, we definitely need someone to look after it,” Sun Xiangdong said. “Xianglong and I have already discussed it. I’ll stay here before the New Year, and Xianglong, his wife, and the kids will come over during the New Year. After the New Year, I’ll come back to take over for him.”
Lin Chuan nodded, "Then thank you for your trouble. We're going to Kyoto after the New Year."
Sun Xiangdong and Zhang Xianglong also heard about this.
Lin Qingyou was able to find his biological parents, who were truly moved.
This completely explains why Zhou Xiuying and Lin Fugui treated them that way.
Now that things in Xuancheng were temporarily settled, everyone except Sun Xiangdong returned to Wangshan County.
Zhang Xianglong didn't stay in the county town for long and hurriedly went home.
I made a lot of money this time, but I haven't been home for a while, and of course I miss it very much.
The noodle shops in Wangshan County are bustling with activity.
With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, the noodle shop is running out of braised pork every day.
Besides the county town, people from nearby townships and villages also come to buy.
Lin Ping hasn't been home for seven days.
Sun Qiaoling also came to help.
When Lin Chuan and the others returned, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Ping said, "Da Chuan, you have no idea. These past few days, the gross profit has exceeded one thousand yuan every day. I've never seen so much money in a single day before."
Lin Chuan laughed and said, "Big brother, you can't be scared by a thousand yuan, can you?"
"That's not true. Your factory made a lot of money from those two orders, but our little noodle shop has been making the most money these past few days," Lin Ping said, his face still beaming with excitement.
"Everyone has worked hard these days. I'll give you all your bonuses tonight." Lin Chuan was quite generous.
Lin Qingyou said, "Just give it to Xiang Dong and Xiang Long. We're all family, why would we need bonuses?"
Lin Chuan disagreed, "Dad, everyone should work. There's no such thing as a bonus if you don't do something. Everyone gets a share."
“But now that I’m going out, and with the New Year approaching, we have plenty of rice, flour, oil, and meat at home, so we need to buy new clothes. Especially since you and Mom are leaving for Kyoto in a few days, we’ll all be wearing new clothes. For the New Year, our whole family will be dressed in new clothes inside and out.”
As Lin Chuan had planned, everyone, from the oldest to the youngest, would have their clothes completely new, inside and out, and each person would also get a new pair of cotton shoes.
Lin Chuan gave some instructions and then drove the donkey cart straight to the department store.
Lin Chuan is incredibly extravagant when it comes to buying things.
He pointed to the shoes of different styles and sizes and said to the sales clerk, "I need four pairs of these women's shoes, three pairs of this style for women, seven pairs of these men's shoes, and three pairs of these children's shoes in red, and four pairs in black..."
With the Lunar New Year approaching, there are quite a few people shopping in the department store.
But neither the sales clerks nor the customers had ever seen anyone so wealthy and extravagant in buying things.
"Comrade, do you want this much?"
Lin Chuan glanced at the sales clerk, "How much?"
You can't just hoard money when you earn it; you have to spend it when the time comes.
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