"Alright, come back later and bring your mom over to stay for a while. I won't be going." The third uncle waved his hand.
His grandson is nice, and he likes him, but he doesn't want to go too far; he's content just wandering around in this area.
I'm getting old, and I don't want to go through all that trouble.
“Okay, Mom, you can pack a few clothes later and come back with us for a few months instead of waiting for the appointed time. We’ll come back together for the New Year,” Yan Jiecheng said happily.
Once people make money, they don't really care about so many things anymore.
If you make money and then treat your own family members so petty, then it's meaningless.
Yan Jiecheng is now in a similar mindset.
But can you really say that?
The third uncle glared at Yan Jiecheng, speechless. How could his child have such low emotional intelligence?
"Maybe we should just forget about it..." The third aunt hesitated.
“What’s there to worry about? Just go. His place is quite big, and you can move around freely. You should go out and see the world and enjoy yourself. Go stay for a few months. I don’t need to worry about you here. There are plenty of old friends in the yard. If you like it, stay there. You can come back for the New Year. If you don’t like it, come back. Next year, we’ll go out and see the world together.”
"Dad, where else do you want to go?" Yan Jiecheng asked, puzzled.
“This old man has never left Beijing in his life. Does he think he can travel the world?” Yan Bugui glared at him. “What? You think you can control your father? Let me tell you, I’ve already discussed it with Uncle Yi and the others. We’re leaving next year.”
Goodness.
Yan Jiecheng was somewhat taken aback. This old man was quite fashionable, wasn't he? He just left without a word.
"Speak, what brings you here today?" Yan Bugui glanced at the gifts beside him.
Knowing Yan Jiecheng's true nature, how could he not know? If it were just a normal visit, he would never mention gifts. He'd just show up with a big ego, calling out "Mommy, Mommy," and ordering this and that. In the end, he'd leave shamelessly, teeth shaving. If it weren't for Yu Li often secretly giving him money when she came along, Yan Bugui would have already taken him down with a broom.
"Dad, it's like this, we wanted to inquire around here if there are any down-on-their-luck cooks."
"A down-on-his-luck cook?" Yan Bugui was puzzled. "Isn't your business doing quite well?"
“It’s pretty good, but…” Yu Li explained her thoughts.
In summary, Yu Li believes that it's still necessary to possess some secret recipes. The so-called "down-on-their-luck chef" isn't necessarily a skilled cook, but rather someone who has one or two cookbooks at home but can't inherit the skills. Even just one recipe will do; this is something Yu Li learned from the operating model of Qin Family Village.
Just like mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot), is there any skill involved? No! You just need to prepare the mala tang seasoning, and that's it.
The greatest wealth is what you have in your own hands.
Yan Bugui thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there is. I'll ask around for you later."
“Okay, then I’ll trouble you, Dad.” Yu Li was very happy, as she and her husband really didn’t have any resources in this area.
On the other side
He Yuzhu also went to He Yushui's door.
"Brother, you've come all this way, why did you bring all this stuff?" Peng Hua quickly welcomed He Yuzhu in.
The house wasn't big, only about fifty square meters. It was only allocated to Peng Hua when he became the deputy director of the police station. When he got married, Peng Hua was just a beat cop. After all these years, he had become the deputy director, which was quite good for someone without any connections.
"Uncle! Aunt!" The two children were very happy to see He Yuzhu. After all, this uncle, who looked very old, always brought them delicious food whenever he came to visit.
And this uncle is also a good cook.
"Hey, I brought some ingredients today, planning to cook a meal."
This isn't anything new; He Yuzhu used to come over and cook for him when he was lonely.
Although He Yushui can cook, her skills are only slightly better than ordinary home-cooked dishes. The dishes that are truly served at the banquet are made by He Yuzhu.
"Sister-in-law, where's Xiaohua? Why didn't I bring him?"
"Hey, she's at home, asleep. We couldn't wake her up, so we just didn't bring her over. There are people at home watching over her, don't worry," Liu Zhaodi said cheerfully to He Yushui.
He Yuzhu went to the kitchen, and He Yushui's two children followed him.
There were three adults left.
Liu Zhaodi took this opportunity to speak up: "Yushui, and Peng Hua, there's something I'd like to discuss with you both."
"What's up, sister-in-law?" He Yushui was extremely satisfied with her sister-in-law. What kind of person was He Yuzhu? It wasn't easy to find someone who could keep him in check. Besides, her sister-in-law was also very capable in business. Their life these past few years had been incredibly prosperous.
“Isn’t there a whole food street project going up there? Today, your brother and I went there.” Liu Zhaodi recounted what she had seen and heard that day, and at the end, she also revealed the purpose of her trip: “I was thinking, could our two families join forces? The main problem is that we don’t have enough money on hand, we’re just a little short.”
partnership?
He Yushui and Peng Hua exchanged a glance.
Peng Hua nodded slightly.
He Yushui asked, "Then, sister-in-law, how much money do you still need?"
"We're still short about ten thousand yuan."
“Okay, then we’ll chip in and make up the difference later,” He Yushui said cheerfully.
"Then let's write a contract later and distribute the shares properly." Liu Zhaodi wasn't an unreasonable person. Since this couple had been so supportive of her, she naturally deserved the necessary protections.
After finishing their meal and playing for a while, He Yuzhu left.
The two children also went to sleep.
It was time for the couple to talk.
"We only have so much money left in our family. Did you really give it all to my brother and his family?" He Yushui asked.
Unlike He Yuzhu, He Yushui worked in a textile factory after graduation. Although she had some extra income, she and her husband didn't save much money—just over ten thousand yuan, which was their savings from over ten years of frugal living. It was everything they had.
"You didn't know that your brother-in-law wanted to give us a hand?" Peng Hua affectionately pinched He Yushui's cheek and said with a smile, "That food street is personally overseen by Mayor Dongfang. Your brother-in-law should have made some money in the past two years. With his abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for him to borrow some more from the bank. Why would he need to borrow money from us?"
"So, does that mean we got the better deal?"
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