Then Hua Qingping found out that the professor parents of several children who played with Xiangxiang had helped Xiangxiang get a place in school.
But no one thought of telling him.
Hua Qingping was both relieved and bewildered. That night, he kept muttering to Wang Jingxia, "Why are they suddenly so kind?"
Wang Jingxia smiled and said, "I actually know that. They said Chi Chi gave each of their children a piece of silver jewelry. They thought it was valuable, and that's how they helped our Xiangxiang solve her schooling problem."
Hua Qingping pondered for a moment and said, "That's really all thanks to Chi Chi. Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have gotten one for You You as well."
Wang Jingxia: "Never mind. I'm afraid Youyou won't be able to adapt to changing schools so suddenly. Let's send some gifts to thank them in a couple of days. There's even a professor from your school among them."
There are many majors at Kyoto University, and although they are all professors from Kyoto University, none of them has ever taught Hua Qingping.
But thanks still have to be given.
Hua Qingping carried a few jars of honey and tea and visited every household. Everyone refused at first, but eventually accepted the gifts.
Within two days, they all came to the door at the same time.
"Qingping, where do you buy the honey and tea?"
Hua Qingping was stunned: "This is brewed by my relatives, and this tea is also roasted by my relatives. Is there something wrong?"
The professors were very excited: "There's a problem! This is absolutely a problem! I've never seen such fragrant honey and tea!"
"Do you sell these?"
"Yes, Qingping, if you name a price, my old man would like it very much."
Hua Qingping didn't expect that the honey that his family was used to eating would be so popular. The main reason was that he rarely ate other honeys, and the one at home had always tasted the same.
So he didn't think it was anything special.
The professors had seen good things before, and they knew it as soon as they tasted it. The floral fragrance in the honey was very strong, and it was obvious that the honey was collected from well-blooming flowers.
And the tea leaves.
The professors had tasted tea of varying quality, but they had never tasted tea like this one.
The rich tea aroma lingers around the nose, and the brewed tea is clear, with a long aftertaste and a faint sweetness.
One impatient professor said directly: "I'm willing to spend 5 yuan to buy a can of your honey! And I'm willing to spend 10 yuan to buy a can of this tea!"
Hua Qingping opened his mouth in astonishment: "Hey, I, I still have some honey at home..."
It seems that this business is not impossible to do, as he seems to still have more than eighty cans of honey.
This sale will net you 400 yuan!
The professors had no objection to the price. They quickly divided up Hua Qingping's honey and then said goodbye to the dazed Hua Qingping.
They were still not satisfied and smiled: "Qingping, next time if you have more, remember to come to us, the price is negotiable."
He turned his head to glance at Wang Jingxia, who was obviously still in shock, and said quietly, "I think it's time to write a letter to Mom."
Wang Jingxia nodded in agreement.
Oh my god, why is she running a martial arts training class? She can make a fortune by just selling this.
After the letter was delivered to Dafang Village, Wan Qingliu was quite surprised. He didn't expect things to develop like this.
But there are plenty of them in these spaces, and Hua Qingping can take as much as she wants.
Since they didn't want any money anyway, she just considered it as a way to help Hua Qingping. She told him to sell the items himself and keep the money.
The honey and tea sold for a lot of money, and she could also collect rent, so Wang Jingxia was not worried at all about running out of money.
But she felt that selling these things was not a serious business, so she asked Hua Qingping to find the coach of the Peking University Martial Arts Club.
Wang Jingxia: "You can go find that coach. Maybe the restrictions haven't been relaxed yet. This is a good opportunity to get a coaching license. After two years, when the restrictions are fully relaxed, I'll start a martial arts training program."
During this period, she also thought about it carefully and realized that it would be difficult to actually implement it. After all, this was just a concept proposed by her mother-in-law Wan Qingliu. It seemed feasible, but there was a lot of resistance.
The coaching certificate can be obtained, but practicing martial arts always requires a place. Land is very expensive in Beijing, so where can we find a place to teach students martial arts?
Apart from the venue, there are also students. She is not famous at all, so why would any students come to her?
Besides, she can't be the only one doing martial arts training, so she has to recruit other coaches.
In short, there are many difficulties to be solved.
Wang Jingxia: "But I still want to try. I trust my mother. Difficulties are nothing. It's dangerous when there are no difficulties."
She already had so much money, so what was there to be afraid of? It didn't matter if she failed.
At worst, you can just change direction.
Hua Qingping supported her: "I think you should do something, otherwise it would be a waste of your excellent martial arts skills. Who cares if it's difficult or not?
Even if I fail, will I starve to death? If all else fails, I can shamelessly go to my mother and ask her to leave me alone, right?
Wang Jingxia smiled and said, "You are truly a good son to your mother."
Hua Qingping also laughed: "Who said Mom is so powerful? What else can I do if I don't cling to her?"
"Jingxia, don't worry. I'll sneak into the club tomorrow, get to know the coach, and then go find him with some gifts. If I don't go in, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the coach."
The next day, Hua Qingping found his classmate Hu Luo who had joined the martial arts club. There were many classes in college, but there were no fixed classrooms like in primary and secondary schools.
After class, Hua Qingping approached Hu Luo and said with a smile, "Student Hu, I heard you joined the martial arts club. What do you learn there?"
Hu Luo gave him a puzzled look: "Do you want to join too? But if you have this idea, why didn't you go before?"
Hua Qingping: "To be honest, I am indeed interested in the martial arts club. How about this, I'll treat you to a meal and we can discuss it in detail."
Hu Luo wasn't sure what Hua Qingping was up to, but he had a vague idea that he might want his help with something.
How could he not be happy about getting a free meal? He nodded immediately.
"Okay, since Hua is treating, I won't be polite."
At noon, Hua Qingping took Hu Luo to the state-owned restaurant. He said with a smile, "I'm afraid the food at home won't suit your taste. Let's eat at the restaurant. The chefs in the restaurant are always good."
Hu Luo waved his hand: "Oh, thank you for the expense. Actually, I can just eat at home. I don't have any dietary restrictions."
Having said that, he was quite happy in his heart. After all, which good person could afford to eat in a state-owned restaurant these days?
It’s okay to come here occasionally for a good meal once in a year or two, but I wouldn’t spend the money on it normally.
Hua Qingping generously ordered two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, smiling:
"Eat, you're welcome. If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Hu. Buddy, I have something I want to ask you for help with."
Hu Luo knew that the key point had finally arrived.
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