Chapter 227 It’s Your Time to Get Rich

Brother Tang said quickly, "Master Lin, please take a seat. We will just move to another room."

"No need," said Master Lin, "Everyone sit together. We came later. If we push you away, what will happen?"

As he spoke, he placed a stool for the old man, and pulled Brother Tang to sit down, saying with a smile: "The peanut sprouts you sent a few days ago are really sweet and fresh."

Brother Tang smiled and said, "As long as Master Lin enjoys the food, we are just making it at home. We have built a warm house in the village. If we grow vegetables in winter, we will send some to Master Lin to try."

Grandpa Lin smiled and thanked him, then asked, "Are there any family members among these flower sellers?"

"Yes," said Brother Tang, "My brother is downstairs."

Mr. Lin asked, "Do you know who came up with this business, this jingle or something?"

Brother Tang said, "It was my fourth brother's idea. He had never done business before. He went to Huamu Street and squatted for a few days, watching other people selling things. Then he came up with these ideas. They sounded fantastic, but now it seems that they are not bad."

Master Lin nodded slightly and asked again: "Does your family know Shen Shouyan from the Shen family?"

Brother Tang thought about it and realized that there was nothing to hide about this relationship, so he said, "Uncle Shen accepted my third brother as his apprentice, so our two families became closer."

Uncle Lin nodded suddenly.

Xinbao looked at him eagerly, waiting for them to finish talking.

Grandpa Lin turned around and smiled, "What's wrong with Xinbao? Is there something on uncle's face?"

Xinbao shook his head: "Uncle, there are no flowers. The flowers are below...Xinbao wants to ask uncle, you just said not to worry, why not worry?"

Grandpa Lin smiled and said, "Because the flower shops on the market see how popular your flowers are, of course they want to learn, but they can't... because they didn't plan to sell to these people in the beginning! In their flower gardens, they can't grow so many cheap flowers like this, at most they have 200 to 300 pots, so they can't compete with you. Besides, this small county is not that big, when your flowers are sold out, the people who should buy them have bought them, even if they transport some more from other places, they won't be able to sell many."

Xinbao nodded suddenly. It was because the market was saturated. Master Lin paused and said, "If it were someone else, they would have to worry about local tyrants snatching the business away. But you have Shen Shouyan behind you. With such a close relationship, who would dare to provoke you? So this time, it's your turn to make a fortune."

Xinbao immediately became happy and smiled with his little white teeth showing.

Master Lin laughed and said, "Your fourth brother is really smart and has a lot of ideas."

Xinbao nodded vigorously: "Yes! Fourth brother is very powerful!"

The old man sitting by the window suddenly asked, "How old is he?"

Brother Tang said, "My fourth brother? He is already eleven years old."

The old man was surprised: "Only ten years old?"

Brother Tang nodded, and the old man said, "It is true that heroes emerge from youth."

A few people were chatting casually, and the place was always bustling. People tend to follow the herd mentality, and if anyone can get something, they all grab it, as if it's free. Who would have known that there were so many rich people in this small county town.

Because the jingle was so catchy, many people downstairs were reciting it over and over again. The children also learned it and were running around reciting it. The effect was surprisingly good.

It was not until near noon that Brother Tang took the initiative to say, "I happened to meet Master Lin. Why don't I treat Master Lin to a meal here?"

Master Lin smiled and said, "No, no, we are taking up your place, so we would like to invite you to have dinner together..."

Brother Tang said something modest, and Master Lin waved his hand and said, "You are just a kid, don't argue with me, or I will be unhappy."

Brother Tang thanked him, and then they called the waiter to order food while introducing themselves to each other. It was not until then that Brother Tang learned that Master Lin’s real name was Lin Qiuren, and this was considered a formal acquaintance.

While they were eating, they still kept an eye on the downstairs from time to time.

There were fewer people downstairs. Brother Tang Si and Yuan Yaochu and a few others came out, probably to take turns eating.

Brother Tang smiled and said, "Silang is out."

"Oh?" Master Lin said with a smile, "Why don't you come up and eat with us?"

Brother Tang's eyes flickered slightly.

He could tell that Master Lin was very interested in his younger brother. This might be an opportunity for him, but even if it was, he didn't want to appear eager, so he said, "It's better not to. There are so many of them, so it might be inconvenient."

Uncle Lin nodded but did not insist.

After dinner, Master Lin left. Brother Tang, who had learned the jingle, went downstairs to help. Xinbao was already sleepy and kept rubbing her eyes, so Yan Shenjue took her back to the Shen family first.

Xinbao fell asleep as the carriage shook. Yan Shenjue covered her tightly with his cloak and carried her out of the carriage.

When he looked up, he found that several men and women dressed like country people were talking to Shen Zhuoli in front of the door. One of the women was even holding Shen Zhuoli's hand.

The extremely handsome young boy had an embarrassed look on his face, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone, but for some reason, he didn't pull his hand away.

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When Yan Shenjue got off the car, Shen Zhuoli looked up and saw him. He immediately pulled his hand away and saluted him: "Uncle Yan."

Yan Shenjue nodded, and their eyes met. There was clearly a plea in Shen Zhuoli's eyes, but Yan Shenjue ignored him and walked inside without stopping, holding Xinbao in his arms.

A trace of sadness flashed across Shen Zhuoli's eyes, and then he quickly lowered his eyes. His eyelashes, which were much thicker than those of ordinary people, covered his beautiful pupils.

The people behind immediately crowded over again. The woman grabbed Shen Zhuoli's hand again and said in a long voice: "I am your mother no matter how bad I am. You can't just ignore me. Your brother is grown up now, and it's time for him to get married..."

Yan Shen Jueren had already walked in, but suddenly he stopped.

He tilted his head slightly.

These trivial matters of family life were nothing but a passing breeze to him before, but, perhaps because he had been exposed to the world of work these days, he actually listened to them and subconsciously understood them.

Even if he understood it, he didn't think it had anything to do with him.

But for some reason, he suddenly remembered the way Naituanzi defended him.

She was so angry that she was shaking, as if this was a very important matter, more important than all her own affairs, and could affect her entire body and mind.

At that time, he felt like a fireball was stuffed in his heart, which was sour and painful, yet sweet and warm, and left him with an endless aftertaste.

In fact, he was reluctant to share this feeling with others, but, he himself didn't know why, he suddenly wanted to try doing the same thing as Tuanzi.

Yan Shenjue turned around and said to the outside: "Xiaoyu! I have something to talk to you about. Come in with me."

Shen Zhuoli was obviously stunned.

The others were also stunned, and then Shen Zhuoli lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Yes."

He said, "Excuse me, everyone!"

Those people wanted to speak hesitantly, but seeing Yan Shen Jue's calm and noble demeanor, they dared not say anything more. Shen Zhuoli walked in quickly, nodded slightly, and closed the gate.

(End of this chapter)