Food stalls make connections

With the envious gazes of the whole village, the fourth brother walked all the way from the radio station with his head held high, like a general who had won a comeback battle, and walked proudly and confidently through the village back home.

The work at the village radio station was quite busy. On Shen Tianyou's first day there, he was only responsible for reading manuscripts, such as members' submissions, agricultural technology lectures, and policy publicity and popularization.

The deep, heavy and magnetic voice was transmitted to every household in the village through the small radio box, especially the sentence: announcer Shen Tianyou!

This undoubtedly confirms the rumor that there is someone above the Shen family.

"Did you hear that? The fourth boy from the second brother's family became a broadcaster!" Zhao Ye snatched the pipe from Shen Shanhe's hand, pointed at the box on the courtyard wall, and listened attentively.

"Is this Tianyou?" Uncle Shen Shanhe also opened his mouth in surprise.

I didn’t expect that. I really didn’t expect that.

The most mischievous boy in the Shen family has a voice that is no worse than that of the educated youth, and it really sounds like that.

"Dad, has the Shen family really gotten in touch with the county governor? What did the second brother Shen say when you went to his house last time?" Zhao Ye blew into the pipe of the dry tobacco, and small sparks flashed red. With a smile on his lips, he handed it to Shen Shanhe.

She heard everything about how Aunt Xu suffered a great loss at the market at the gossip spot at the entrance of the village. It was really gratifying to see the Xu sisters, who were feared by everyone and dared not to be offended by anyone, being subdued by the little girl from the Shen family.

Zhao Ye was secretly glad that she didn't listen to their instigation. She knew that the younger sister of the Shen family had become very difficult to deal with. At first she thought it was the confidence given by money, but now it seems more like the confidence given by a backer.

"The second oldest brother said that Jiaojiao didn't want him to mention it, but they are brothers. So he told me that it was all groundless and that Murakami was just spreading rumors."

But at this moment, listening to Shen Tianyou's clear and loud report, not only Zhao Ye was puzzled, but Shen Shanhe was also puzzled.

Normally, the lucrative job of a broadcaster would never be given to Shen Laoer's family.

This good thing of feeding fat meat can't be explained unless the Shen family has a backer.

"I think it's probably true. After all, he's the county governor's family, so it's normal for the second son not to tell the truth. Who would dare to admit it unless it's firmly established? If something goes wrong and the marriage fails, he'll cry his ass off." Zhao Ye brought over a stool and sat down next to Shen Shanhe. His tone was ups and downs, sour and angry, and it was disturbing to listen to.

"Can't you just hope for the best for the second daughter's family? If Jiaojiao is really related to the county governor's family, are you still worried that the second daughter won't be able to find a teaching job? If not for your sake, then for mine and Da Wa's sake, we can arrange a decent job for the second daughter."

Shen Shanhe was so angry that he moved the bench one meter to the side.

"Yes, yes, yes, the boy's father is right." Zhao Ye moved the bench closer, pulled Shen Shanhe's sleeve, and said closely: "In the future, you should visit the second brother's house more often, and if there is anything that can make money, you can do it too."

Shen Shanhe rolled his eyes to the corners of his eyes, and looked at the woman beside him in disbelief, exhaling a puff of smoke lightly, "You hit the point now. We are all brothers, and if we hang out more, we can certainly help."

With Shen Tianyou's widespread publicity, there were many people who had the same idea as Zhao Ye. They had previously despised him to death, but now they were all trying to curry favor with him.

"Seeking benefits and avoiding harm" is human nature; even ants try to survive, let alone humans.

More and more elders came to visit the Shen family and chat about blind dates. Shen's father specifically told the children not to look down on others. They feel bad when they are looked down upon. If they have a little money, they will immediately show off. If they look down on others, they will feel good in front of others but be scolded behind their backs. It is not worth it.

Shen Roujiao neither agreed nor disagreed with this view. She only did two things.

First, the place where food is prepared by the courtyard wall. I asked my eldest brother to install a door and lock it. You can come and chat, but you must not enter the food area. If someone with malicious intentions takes advantage of you when you are not prepared, it is a small matter to get sick from the food, but it is a big matter to kill someone. You must not take this lightly.

After the "feces" incident, the Shen family realized the importance of food safety. Setting up a stall is not just about counting money, but also about taking legal responsibility.

Another thing is that all the neighbors who come to visit our home are registered.

What she wanted to see was not who came, but who didn't come. She wanted to find the person who reported the stall and be on guard against him.

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Shen Roujiao, who did not go out to the stall in the morning and only showed up in the afternoon, saw Zhang Qingjie and Wang Li coming to the stall again.

Although his brother Zhang Qingjun did not meet Wang Li alone, he still watched Wang Li from a distance while she was rehearsing in the auditorium. The girl was beautiful, smart, had a good figure, and had a bright voice. He could not help but praise his brother for his good taste. No wonder he kept talking about her.

Even his own parents suspected that he was bragging. How could there be such a pretty girl in a country factory?

Upon seeing this, it was indeed the case. Zhang Qingjun's previous worries were swept away and turned into obvious relief.

Why?

I'm not afraid that he will be deceived, I'm just afraid that the girl doesn't want to be deceived!

It’s not easy to chase the goddess of your dreams. Being able to go out for dinner with her is already a talent. If you want your dream to come true, you probably still have to work hard.

Before Zhang Qingjun set off, he put his arm around his brother's shoulder and whispered, "She likes to eat, so treat her more often. Don't be reluctant to spend money. I have money, which is placed on the desk in the room. If you don't have enough, you can take it yourself. I hope you can get what you want soon. And don't assemble a bicycle for money anymore! Hahaha!"

He is really my dear brother. I owe him so much. The more embarrassed I feel, the more I don't want to mention it, but he insists on mentioning it. Not only that, he also laughs and can't stop laughing. The military vehicle drove away for a long time, but the laughter was still lingering in Zhang Qingjie's mind, lingering.

"Young boss, I heard from my elder brother that you won't come in the morning anymore!" Seeing no one at the breakfast stall, he chatted with Shen Tianhua for a while.

Wang Li didn't listen to them. She stood aside and started selecting skewers with ease.

"Yes, the eldest and third brothers are capable and down-to-earth. Don't worry, leave the stall to them. I just happen to have time to dig up some medicinal herbs." Shen Roujiao poured some chili soup on the fried stinky tofu and handed it to Wang Li with a smile, "Sister, take it!"

"Medicinal herbs? Young boss, you are not planning to dig them up and sell them!" Zhang Qingjie's tone contained a sense of surprise, yet absolute certainty.

"What? Does Brother Zhang, who sells medicinal herbs, also know this?" Shen Roujiao stopped what she was doing and stared at him with her eyes wide open.

"Hey! I don't understand!" Zhang Qingjie said he didn't understand, but he looked proud and said happily: "But there are people who do understand!"

"Don't tease her." Wang Li took a bite of the potato chips and said happily, "For this matter, you can find Qi Nanhua. Someone in his family collects medicinal herbs. He is the right person."

Oh my god, what kind of good fortune is this? The God of Wealth is everywhere and nothing can stop it.

"Thank you, sister, and thank you, Brother Zhang. When I see Brother Qi again, I will definitely ask him for advice."

Shen Roujiao was delighted. She had never thought that this small food stall could accumulate such a large network of contacts. It was truly beyond her expectations.

"I'll tell you something later when I send your sister Wang back. He's still in the factory, on duty at night. You two can chat!" After Zhang Qingjie finished speaking, he stole a glance at Wang Li. The three words 'Sister Wang' sounded a bit intimate, so he used them very carefully.

The goddess' cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head and silently ate the skewers in her hands, which was a shy but not disgusted reaction. Zhang Qingjie was secretly happy in his heart, and he had achieved his small goal step by step.

My brother said that if you want to chase a goddess, you have to be patient. If you want to capture a goddess’ heart, you must first capture her stomach!

As the saying goes, a man who can cook is better than a tall, rich and handsome man; a man who can make soup is warm and healthy; a man who is a good cook can find any wife.

Although Zhang Qingjie doesn’t know any of these, he has his brother’s secret piggy bank!

Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to spend money.

Wang Li liked the stall of the small boss, especially the skewers. Although Zhang Qingjie wanted to bring her here every day so that he could talk and walk with his sweetheart, he was afraid that if he came every day, she would get tired of eating and would never want to come out again.

Therefore, he would always calculate the time and make an appointment with Wang Li a few days later.

Zhang Qingjie went to such great lengths to pursue the girl, and was so calculating and calculating, in today's terms, it was pure dog-licking behavior.

Not long after he sent Wang Li back, Qi Nanhua came to the market in a hurry on his 28-inch bicycle.

"What's going on? Qingjie said you're going to deal in medicinal herbs again? Are you planning to collect them and sell them, or dig them up and sell them?" Qi Nanhua, who was very outgoing, sat with a stool in a place where the young boss could see him.

The third brother took the long chopsticks for frying stinky tofu from the youngest sister and signaled her with his eyes to go and talk about the matter. He said, "I can do the job."

"Brother Qi!" Shen Roujiao picked out a few pieces of fried tofu and handed them to him.

The two chatted for about an hour, and Shen Roujiao got a general idea of ​​the situation: Qi Nanhua's uncle used to work at a purchasing station, and later he went out on his own and had a shop in the south of the county town, specializing in trading medicinal herbs. He bought the herbs from people who dug them, and then divided them into several grades. The best ones were sent to pharmaceutical factories, the average ones were sent to purchasing stations in other places, and the worst ones were sent to hospitals.

It wasn't that they deliberately cheated the patients. It was just that people didn't have money at that time, so they couldn't afford good herbs and could only use inferior ones. As time went by, the hospital only accepted low-priced herbs.

I heard that the boss not only dug up some common goods, but also had a few wild ginsengs, and planned to go to the town to sell them tomorrow.

Qi Nanhua wrote down the name and address of his uncle's shop and added a line of small print below to explain the relationship between the two, especially emphasizing that his mother liked the young boss's craftsmanship.

He told her to take the note and go directly to the county town to buy from his uncle. The price was definitely better than those in the town. He also emphasized that the small boss should not squeeze on the bus, because the herbs were too crowded and would affect the purchase price.

"Thank you, Brother Qi! I never thought that we would have such a fate." Shen Roujiao folded the note in half and put it carefully into the pocket of her white shirt.

"There are many aspects to medicinal materials, and the waters are deep. I see that you are hardworking and smart. This snack stall business is booming. You are a good businessman, and there must be no problem with medicinal materials." Qi Nanhua's eyes were full of admiration.

His uncle had wanted Qi Nanhua to make medicinal herbs more than once, but he really had no interest.

Every time I went to the herbal medicine shop it was like being tortured. In the end it brought out the shadows in my heart and I felt like vomiting whenever I smelled the medicine.

I can’t do anything. I can’t do anything at all!