When Zhu Cong arrived at his own fruit wholesale department, his mother couldn't help but tease him, "Oh, what a rare visitor! How come my young master has time to come and inspect today?"

Zhu's father was drinking tea calmly. He had long given up on treating his son who had no ambition and only wanted to lie down. Anyway, he and his wife were still young, and it was not too late to wait for their grandson to be born and then train him to take over.

Zhu Cong said with a smile: "My dear mother, I am here to report a happy event to you."

Mother Zhu glanced at him and said, "Why are you so happy? Have you figured it out and want to come over to help us?"

Zhu Cong said with a grin, "I want to contribute to this family, so I decided to have a relationship first, get married and have children as soon as possible, and let you train your grandchildren to take over."

Upon hearing this, Zhu's father could no longer sit still and asked, "Son, do you have a girl you like?"

Mother Zhu didn't bother to tease him anymore. She frowned and said, "Son, you stay at home like a 'moneymaker' all day long. Where can you find a girl you like? Are you having an online romance?"

Zhu Cong washed a large green date and took a bite. He said as he ate, "This is a girl introduced by someone else. I just got her phone number and haven't contacted her yet!"

Zhu's mother asked a series of questions: "Son, who introduced you to this girl? How old is she? What does she do? What is her family background like?"

Zhu Cong said: "She is 23 years old this year, born in an ordinary rural family, and currently works in a matchmaking agency in the provincial capital. She is a very capable matchmaker, and her salary is the ceiling in the matchmaking industry, which is very impressive."

Mother Zhu was surprised and asked, "She is the matchmaker from the matchmaking agency?"

Father Zhu was also surprised and asked, "What does he look like?"

Zhu Cong finished the big green date in a few bites, then took out his cell phone, pulled out the photo Jiang Feng sent him, handed it to his father and said, "I think he looks good."

Father Zhu took the phone and looked at the photo on the screen. He found that his son was right. The girl in the photo was indeed good-looking and seemed quite approachable.

Zhu's mother also saw the photo and was also impressed.

"Son, just comparing the two of you, we should be very lucky that the girl doesn't dislike you. But marriage is not a matter between two people, but a matter between two families. You are our only son, and everything in the family belongs to you. All things considered, this girl may not be worthy of you."

Zhu Cong shook his head and said, "My dear mother, have you overestimated me, your son? I am a lazy person who is good at nothing but eating. I am the best at eating. Apart from my decent appearance, there is nothing else worth mentioning.

Although her family background is not good, her strong work ability makes up for it. She earns 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a month. You should be grateful that she doesn't look down on me. How can you be qualified to look down on her?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu's father and mother were stunned.

Then Zhu's father asked solemnly, "Son, you are not a scammer, are you? How is it possible that a matchmaker from a matchmaking agency can earn 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a month?"

Mother Zhu also reacted and said worriedly, "Yes, son, even though you are already 25 years old this year, you do lack social experience. I am not sure how much the matchmaking industry earns, but as a matchmaker, even if she is capable, if she can earn a salary of ten thousand yuan, it is already very remarkable. It is absolutely impossible for someone to earn seventy or eighty thousand yuan a month, unless she is the boss of a matchmaking agency."

Zhu Cong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. How can I be deceived so easily? She can get such a high salary because the matchmaking agency she works for is the most awesome one in the country.

Originally, the salary of their matchmaking agency was several times that of the same industry, and she and the boss of the matchmaking agency were high school classmates. With the care of her old classmate, her commission was twice as high as other matchmakers, which is why she could get such a high income. "

Although Jiang Feng did not tell Zhu Cong his identity directly, he told him the name of the matchmaking agency. Before coming to meet his parents, Zhu Cong had already checked the information of the Xingfu Matchmaking Agency on the Internet.

You really don't know until you check, and you'll be shocked when you do.

It turns out that the brother Jiang who had just had dinner with him was actually the big boss of the Happy Marriage Agency, the famous Master Jiang. He is really too low-key.

After hearing their son's explanation, Zhu's father and mother still found it hard to believe.

Zhu's father, an old man, said cautiously, "Son, the scammers are getting more and more sophisticated these days. It's not hard to make up the information you mentioned. You should be more careful, lest you get scammed without even knowing it."

Zhu Cong said helplessly: "This is the person that Master Jiang introduced to me. Mom and Dad, do you know Master Jiang?"

Zhu's father and mother shook their heads at the same time. Although Jiang Feng was famous, he was not famous enough to be known throughout the country.

Zhu Cong introduced Master Jiang to his parents in detail, leaving his father and mother dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that there was such a great matchmaker in the world.

However, many of the things my son talked about were public examples, such as matchmaking for big stars and wealthy people. These cannot be faked, and you can find out by just doing a quick search on the Internet.

So, what my son said is most likely true.

As a result, Zhu's father and mother also began to pay attention to this future daughter-in-law. Without Zhu Cong asking for anything, Zhu's father transferred 500,000 yuan to him for picking up girls.

He said proudly, "Son, take this money and go after that girl. If it's not enough, ask me for more."

Zhu Cong laughed and responded, "I know, Dad."

…

afternoon.

Bailiang County seat.

In a small Chinese medicine clinic diagonally opposite the county government, a bald uncle sat behind a desk, looking at the busy road, thinking silently about his own thoughts.

The bald uncle's surname is Yang. Three generations of his family are all Chinese medicine practitioners. This Chinese medicine clinic was founded by his grandfather, and it has been sixty or seventy years old. It's a pity that each generation is worse than the previous one. Not many people know about the Chinese medicine clinic, which was once famous in the county.

Of course, his Chinese medicine clinic is not as famous as before. In addition to the fact that he failed to fully inherit his grandfather's medical skills, the rapid development of modern Western medicine has completely overshadowed Chinese medicine.

When modern people get sick, they will just endure the common cold if they can, and if they can’t, they will just go to the pharmacy and buy some cold medicine. If the condition is really serious, they will go to the hospital. Few people will go to a Chinese medicine clinic to get Chinese medicine to boil and drink.

Firstly, they find it troublesome to boil Chinese medicine; secondly, Chinese medicine takes a long time to take effect; and thirdly, they don’t quite trust the level of Chinese medicine.

However, traditional Chinese medicine is something very special in the hearts of Chinese people. Many people do not believe in traditional Chinese medicine for common diseases, but when they have a serious illness and are sentenced to death by Western medicine, nine out of ten people will turn to traditional Chinese medicine.

Because traditional Chinese medicine can create medical miracles, many people who were sentenced to death by Western medicine have been saved by traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, the probability of saving them is also extremely low.

But no matter how low the probability of rescue is, there is always hope.

Therefore, this Chinese medicine clinic is a bit like the famous West Factory. The cases that the East Factory cannot solve are solved by the West Factory. The people that the East Factory dare not kill are killed by the West Factory. The things that the East Factory dare not manage are managed by the West Factory. In a word, the things that the East Factory can manage are managed by the West Factory, and the things that the East Factory cannot manage are managed by the West Factory even more...

That's going too far.

Compared with the times of his grandfather and father, Dr. Yang's Chinese medicine clinic is indeed not as popular as before, but as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, this is a clinic that has been open for decades and still has a mass base. This is also the main reason why his clinic has been able to survive until now.

However, his family's Chinese medicine clinic basically came to an end when it reached his generation, because his children did not follow him to learn Chinese medicine, but instead studied Western medicine.

Although Dr. Yang is a staunch supporter of TCM, he himself is not well-versed in the art. His son cannot learn TCM from him and then inherit the clinic as it is not as promising as if he had studied Western medicine.

"Doctor Yang, my head hurts and my nose is a little runny. Can you prescribe some medicine for me?" Just as Doctor Yang was thinking about his worries, a neighbor lady who lived nearby came in and said.

"You've caught a cold, haven't you?" Doctor Yang said as he reached out to feel her pulse.

The neighbor lady said, "That should be the case. I was taking a shower last night when the gas suddenly ran out, so I had to use cold water. I didn't expect that I would actually win the prize."

"It's okay for people to take cold showers regularly, but you never take cold showers. It's easy to catch a cold if you take a shower suddenly." After taking the pulse, Doctor Yang wrote out a prescription for medicine.

The neighbor nodded and asked, "Doctor Yang, does your son have a girlfriend? I have a niece from my mother's family who is pretty and a nurse. She's a good match for your son's career."

Doctor Yang smiled and said, "My son doesn't have a girlfriend yet. The doctors and nurses working in the hospital are too busy. My son told me a long time ago that he would never date a medical staff."

The neighbor lady said, "That's a pity. My niece is really nice."

Doctor Yang took the medicine and smiled, "My boy is not so lucky."

The neighbor lady couldn't help but smile, then gave the money and left.

Originally, Dr. Yang was not in a hurry for his son's marriage, but after hearing what the neighbor aunt said, he felt that his son was not young anymore and his job was stable, so it was time to help him find a partner.

…

Longshan Village.

Jiang family.

At this time, someone was coming to ask for a matchmaker, which was already a common occurrence for the Jiang family.

However, the person who came to ask for a matchmaker this time surprised Jiang's father and mother a little, because the other party had a great reputation in the village, but the reputation was not very good.

This girl from the same village named Jiang Rou had a free love relationship with her first husband. She gave birth to three children with him, but they divorced after a few years.

The villagers were not very clear about the specific reason for the divorce, but they knew that the man was a good-for-nothing, so Jiang Rou divorced him and returned to her parents' home with her three children.

Divorce was a very normal thing in that era, and Jiang Rou's reputation would not be ruined if she got divorced. But her second marriage was ruined. For some unknown reason, her family, including the matchmaker at the time, concealed the fact that she had three children, and then she married somewhere else.

At that time, this matter spread in the village, and everyone's eyes on Jiang Rou's family changed. They felt that sooner or later they would be exposed. After all, the three children were not dead, and they could disguise it for a while but not forever.

The result was right on target. Although Jiang Rou successfully concealed the secret for two years, it was still exposed some time ago.

This kind of thing would be fine if it wasn't exposed, but once it was exposed, there would be basically no room for redemption. After all, this is treating the other person like a fool, and no man can stand this kind of humiliation.

Her second marriage just ended last month, and now Jiang Rou has come to ask for a matchmaker with gifts and red envelopes. Jiang's father and mother, who know her background well, don't know whether to accept or refuse.

After thinking for a while, Jiang's mother gently reminded: "Jiang Rou, Xiao Feng's principle of matchmaking is to always tell the truth and never deliberately conceal the advantages and disadvantages of both parties. You know this, right?"

Although Jiang Rou had been married twice and was the mother of four children, she was actually less than 30 years old. When she heard her mother's gentle reminder, she nodded and said, "I know this clearly. I have learned my lesson from what happened two years ago. I sincerely want to find a partner this time. I hope Auntie can give me a chance."

Mother Jiang and Father Jiang looked at each other. After all, they were sisters from the same village, so it was not easy for them to refuse. They said, "Jiang Rou, I agree in principle to help you find a partner, but you know that Xiao Feng is the one who makes the decisions when it comes to matchmaking in our family. I have to ask him before I can give you an answer."

Jiang Rou also knew this. She nodded and said, "I understand. I'll trouble you to help me. Given my current situation, if Xiao Feng doesn't help, I really won't be able to get married."

Jiang's mother said, "I'll try my best. If it doesn't work, I hope you can understand."

"I understand. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

…

After Jiang Rou left, Jiang's mother took out her cell phone and called her youngest son.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang's mother told her about Jiang Rou's visit to ask for a matchmaker, and finally asked, "Xiao Feng, do you think this is acceptable? If not, Mom will return the gifts and red envelopes to her immediately."

Jiang Feng said, "Just accept it. We are all sisters from the same village. It would be bad if we really didn't accept it. Anyway, we should talk it out and explain the situation to the man clearly. Just don't deceive him."

Jiang's mother heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this and said, "That's good. It's okay. Go ahead and do your work. When you find a match for her, send it to me."

Jiang Feng said: "Well, I'll send it to you later."

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone with her youngest son, Jiang's mother felt at ease and took the gifts that Jiang Rou brought to the gift shop and put them away.

Perhaps because she knew her conditions were not optimistic, Jiang Rou was quite generous with the matchmaking gifts. Together with the matchmaking red envelope, the total value was about two thousand, which was very good in the countryside.

After all, this is just inviting a matchmaker, not thanking him.

When Jiang Feng took over his first client, given the family conditions of the client, the total value of the matchmaking red envelope and gifts was just over a thousand.