The two of them went to the next yard holding an umbrella. Standing at the door of the hall were two men and two women, all of whom were middle-aged or elderly, and dressed simply and plainly.

One of them was Aunt Cao whom he had just met, but the other three were unfamiliar.

"Uncle Sun, Uncle Huang, Aunt Juan." Su Yang walked over, put away the umbrella, greeted the three of them one after another, and introduced them: "This is my husband, Rong Zhan."

Rong Zhanli also nodded politely to the three of them.

"Hey, in the blink of an eye, Yangyang is married. She looks better than before." Xie Lingjuan was the one who spoke. She looked at Su Yang with a kind face, then looked at Rong Zhan: "This handsome man and beautiful woman are a perfect match. We live far away and didn't go to the wedding, but seeing that Yangyang married into a good family, we are happy for Ah Yue."

"It's still raining, don't stand outside and chat. The food will get cold soon. Let's go inside and talk." Cao Xiuqin's husband, Uncle Sun, invited everyone into the house.

Soon, six people sat around the dining table in a lively atmosphere. On the table were six dishes and one soup in a particularly simple country style, including fish, meat, and vegetables they grew themselves. All of them were authentic local specialties of Huxi Town.

"Our countryside is not like a big city like the imperial capital, and we don't have many delicious dishes. I hope you don't mind." Cao Xiuqin sat down, poured them drinks, and said with a polite smile.

"Xiao Rong, can you drink?"

"……meeting."

When facing Cao Xiuqin and the others, Rong Zhan was still rather reserved and polite, until he saw Uncle Sun take out a transparent bottle of Erguotou rice wine and pour it for him. He was stunned for a moment.

He always drank red wine, vintage wine, or foreign liquor like brandy, and had never drunk Erguotou or rice wine from the countryside.

But he heard that the alcohol content of this kind of wine is generally higher, and it cannot be compared with red wine or vintage wine.

But the two couples were really enthusiastic, and for Su Yang's sake, he didn't want to spoil their fun. He ate and chatted with them, and soon finished two cups of wine.

Su Yang was drinking a drink and chatting and laughing with Cao Xiuqin and Xie Lingjuan, and they were also quite harmonious.

After three rounds of drinking, Rong Zhan was red in the face and tugged at Su Yang's sleeve under the table. Su Yang looked at him sideways and saw that Uncle Huang was about to give Rong Zhan a drink. He quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Hey, Uncle Huang, Uncle Sun, you can't bully people like this. The concentration of your wine is so high, he can't bear it. We have to go back to the capital tomorrow!"

"That's right, that's enough. You don't have to do farm work tomorrow, right? You are so happy that you have no limits. How can a clean person like me compare with you two drunkards?" Hearing this, Cao Xiuqin looked at the half-empty bottle of wine and joined Su Yang in scolding.

"Look, it's Xiaorong who's drinking. You guys can be a little rough, but don't lead the child astray." Xie Lingjuan quickly stood up and took the wine glass in front of Rong Zhan: "Xiaorong, let's not drink with them. It's uncomfortable, right? Auntie will make you a cup of honey water to calm your stomach."

The two who were taught a lesson could only admit their mistakes and patted Rong Zhan on the shoulder with a smile: "You can hold your liquor well, you can hold on until now. Yangyang grew up under our care, she is like our own daughter, you have to treat her well, otherwise we won't agree."

"Yes, Yangyang has been smart and sensible since she was young. If she hadn't had such a heartless father, she wouldn't have been so happy..." Xie Lingjuan came over with some honey water: "This honey is grown on our own mountain. It's 100% natural. Drink some and your stomach won't feel so uncomfortable after drinking it."

"Okay, thank you."

Rong Zhan took it with both hands and chose to listen silently to all their words, nodding and responding when it was time to do so.

Su Yang listened to their words, which sounded like instructions from family members, and felt very warm in his heart. Although he had only lived here for nine years, the nine years here were much better than the eighteen years in the Su family in the imperial capital.

At least during those nine years she was happy and content from the bottom of her heart.

After dinner, Su Yang helped to clean the vegetables. Cao Xiuqin kept refusing, but in the end she couldn't persuade her and assigned her the easy job of washing fruits.

The fruits are also relatively simple. In addition to the common apples, there is also a kind of fruit that is produced in abundance locally and is only available locally.

For Rong Zhan, this kind of fruit was the first time he had seen it.

It tastes crispy and sweet when you put it in your mouth.

While drinking tea and eating fruit, Old Sun and Old Huang began to talk to Rong Zhan about the history of Huxi Town and the sales of their local fruit.

But the sales of this fruit have not been very good in the past two years, and most of them have rotted at home, which is a big loss for them.

"How many fruits like this are there?" Rong Zhan asked in a calm voice after tasting them.

"The harvest is not good this year because it rains heavily all the time. These were just harvested two days ago, and half of them are still hanging on the trees. This year, there are only about 100 to 200 kilograms!" Uncle Huang sighed. The most fatal thing for fruit farmers is when they have no market and encounter natural disasters.

"How much is the half price per pound?"

"It's cheap now. Last year it was more than seven yuan, but this year it's probably only going to be around five or six yuan."

"Next week, I will arrange for someone to come and collect the fruits for ten yuan. When the weather clears up, I will trouble Uncle Huang and Uncle Sun to pick all the fruits."

Old Huang and Old Sun were both stunned, and then they became alert in an instant: "Xiao Rong, this is not a small amount of money. Do you want to buy it all? And you want to buy it at a price of ten yuan? I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell."

"Don't worry, if I can buy it for ten dollars, I can sell it for twice the price."

"If that's the case, that would be great. We've been worrying about this for a while. Xiaorong, you've solved a difficult problem for us."

Su Yang smiled faintly. This kind of fruit actually tasted quite good, but it was rarely seen in the fruit plates of some wealthy families.

Rong Zhan did this, firstly, to help Uncle Huang and Uncle Sun, and secondly, it was another way to open up business channels.

After all, in the imperial capital, who wouldn't want to give Rong Zhan this face? His name Rong Zhan is a very famous business card, and every household has to buy a few kilograms to take home and try it.

The taste is good, it is delicious, and the price is not expensive. Anyone who has tried it will naturally be willing to buy it a second time.

Although it is not as much as the hundreds of billions he makes when negotiating a project, but doing business with rich people, the profits are also considerable.

While they were chatting excitedly, Su Yang's heart was shocked, and the Bodhi beads on his wrist suddenly lit up red, with that evil aura again.

It's very strong, and I can clearly feel that it's getting close.

(End of this chapter)