Chapter 330 Deng Yunheng: Damn, I’m so shocked!

Nanning Architectural Design Institute.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Deng Shirong said, "President Huang, I came here mainly to tell you that I have raised the funds and can start renovating the other floors of the house in the county town."

Dean Huang smiled and nodded, "Okay, I've already made preparations here, and I can send someone over to do the renovations anytime."

Deng Shirong reminded him, "President Huang, the wood used for decoration and furniture making must be Hainan Huanghuali, red sandalwood, and golden nanmu. This must be based on my requirements. Don't make a mistake!"

He didn't know much about wood in later generations. He only remembered that Hainan Huanghuali, red sandalwood and golden nanmu were the more precious ones.

Therefore, when he signed the decoration contract with the architectural design institute, he specified that they should use these three types of wood for decorating the house and making furniture. This was also the main reason why it cost 2 million yuan to build a seven-story building.

Dean Huang said, "Don't worry, Boss Deng, we will strictly control it and there will be no mistakes."

Deng Shirong nodded, and then discussed the decoration of Wuyue Square with Dean Huang.

Deng Shirong already has a plan in mind for the decoration of the other floors, but he is still a little undecided about the decoration of the fifth floor, as he doesn't know what style would be best.

What he liked most was naturally what later generations called the new Chinese style of decoration. That decoration style has both ancient and modern features, and it has a long lifespan. Even after a few decades, it will still not be outdated. The combination of Chinese and Western styles that he mentioned to the architect before is a style similar to this.

But the combination of Chinese and Western cultures is to concentrate the strengths of the West and then integrate them together.

The new Chinese style decoration is a decoration style created with my country's traditional culture as the core element and supplemented by modern design concepts. It presents Chinese charm through lighting effects. There is an essential difference between the two.

However, this Chinese style decoration concept will not appear until the end of this century, and then gradually mature. Today's architectural designers do not even have design concepts in this regard. Deng Shirong does not know whether the other party can grasp the essence of Chinese style decoration and present the effect he wants.

After talking to Dean Huang about the decoration of the first and second floors, Deng Shirong started to talk to him about the decoration of the fifth floor: "Dean Huang, I plan to decorate the fifth floor for myself. I'm going to decorate it in the new Chinese style, mainly with traditional Chinese elements..."

Deng Shirong told Dean Huang about his understanding of the new Chinese style decoration, and finally asked: "Dean Huang, I don't know if your architectural design institute can design this decoration style?"

Dean Huang is an architectural designer himself, so he naturally understood what the new Chinese style of decoration that Deng Shirong was talking about was.

This is somewhat different from the ancient-style decoration that the two parties had previously cooperated on. The ancient-style decoration of various dynasties before was a real antique decoration. When people were in that decoration environment, it was like they had really traveled back to the dynasties.

The new Chinese style decoration uses modern design to present the ancient elements. It is enough to have the ancient charm, and it does not matter what form it is expressed in.

Dean Huang nodded and said, "Boss Deng, I understand. I will help you design this new Chinese style decoration. When the design renderings come out, I will give them to you for review. If you are not satisfied, I will redesign it until you are satisfied."

Deng Shirong said happily, "Okay, Dean Huang, it's settled then. You can ask other architects to design the renderings of the first and second floors, as well as the overall decoration effect of the exterior walls. Once the renderings are ready, we can talk about the price."

This is another big order. Dean Huang is really happy.

The boss Deng in front of us is really rich. It cost 3.68 million to build the Five Mountains Square and 2 million to decorate the Bobai County. Although we don’t know how much the decoration of the Five Mountains Square will cost, if it is decorated as Boss Deng said, it will definitely not be less than 2 million, or even more.

That adds up to seven or eight million.

In this day and age, it is not uncommon for a group to come up with seven or eight million, but for an individual to come up with this amount is a bit scary.

In short, among all the Chinese people that Dean Huang has come into contact with, Mr. Deng’s financial resources are currently firmly ranked first.

For such a big boss, Dean Huang must of course build a good relationship with him. He must put his heart into the next design and must design a decoration plan that will satisfy the other party.

Next, the two sides discussed some details, and seeing that it was getting late, Deng Shirong said goodbye and left.

…

After spending July 14th at home, he set off for the capital with his third son. When Deng Shirong returned, it was almost August 15th.

In the past, every household in the village would eat tofu to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. Living conditions were relatively difficult at that time, and tofu was already an extremely delicious dish for rural people. Eating a meal of tofu was more satisfying than a seafood feast in later generations.

Because production teams would grow soybeans, every household would receive varying amounts of soybeans every year. These soybeans were usually hidden away and not easily taken out to eat. Only on festivals like August 15th would people be willing to take some out to eat.

At that time, people basically made their own tofu. If people were too lazy to make it, they could exchange it with others for soybeans based on the proportion.

When boiling the tofu (which means frying the tofu and then boiling it in water), if a restaurant has the means to add some vermicelli, the taste will be absolutely amazing. You can eat so much of it that day that your stomach will almost burst.

Nowadays, in remote villages where economic conditions are still not very good, villagers still stick to the habit of eating tofu on August 15th, but in Naye Village this custom has gradually been abandoned.

After all, in the past two or three years, eating pork has become nothing new for the villagers of Naye Village, and they can eat tofu whenever they want. This custom that both adults and children look forward to has naturally been eliminated.

This year's August 15th, Deng Shirong and his family did not celebrate the festival in the county town, but chose to return to Naye Village.

When celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in the county town last year, Deng Shirong was thinking that when his grandchildren grow up, he would have a barbecue buffet with them to have a more interesting Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, that is all matter for the future. It is too troublesome to make barbecue now. This Mid-Autumn Festival, Deng Shirong plans to take his grandchildren to make a very delicious snack - shrimp dumplings.

Shrimp dumplings are a very distinctive snack in Guangdong and Guangxi, loved by men, women, old and young.

Fried shrimp dumplings are very interesting to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. They can be eaten with wine and also provide some of the fun of a self-service barbecue.

So, during the day, Deng Shirong became busy.

The main thing is to make the mold spoon for fried shrimp dumplings. After making the mold spoon, you need to prepare the materials for making shrimp dumplings.

After the full moon rose, Deng Shirong went outside the wooden shed to set up a pot and start heating oil. He took the prepared tools and ingredients outside and told his eldest daughter, "Ah Zhen, make some herbal tea. Eating shrimp dumplings is the easiest way to get angry. You can't do without herbal tea."

Deng Yunzhen nodded and said, "I see. I made a big pot. It's enough for dozens of people."

Xiaodong'er and Dongzi have been following behind their grandfather, watching him busying himself with this and that.

At this time, seeing that the fire had been lit, Xiao Donger asked expectantly, "Grandpa, how long will it take before we can eat the shrimp dumplings?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "It's almost done. Once the oil is hot, grandpa will fry it. It will be ready in a few minutes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dong'er and Dongzi looked at the oil pan eagerly. They had never eaten shrimp dumplings before and didn't know what they were, but they heard from their grandfather that they were fragrant and delicious, so the brother and sister were looking forward to it.

Seeing her children squatting on either side of their grandfather waiting to eat, Zhang Xiuping couldn't help but smile and took two small stools for them to sit on. Then she reminded them, "You two must drink a bowl of herbal tea after eating the shrimp dumplings. Otherwise, you are not allowed to eat. Do you understand?"

"knew!"

The brother and sister agreed very readily.

At this time, Deng Yunzhu, Deng Yunhua, and Deng Yunheng also came over with small stools and watched their father operate.

This fried shrimp dumpling is not only delicious to eat, but watching the frying process is also very relaxing.

Deng Shirong picked up a mold spoon in his left hand and a ruler-like bamboo piece in his right hand. He used the bamboo piece to pick up the prepared rice paste and put it on the mold spoon, smoothing it out. Then he picked up two cleaned shrimps from the side and pressed them into the spoon, and then put them into the heated oil pan and fried them slowly.

Then, following the same method, one mold spoon after another was put into the oil pan.

After frying for a while, when the shrimp dumplings are shaped, pick up the mold spoon and knock it against the edge of the oil pan. The shrimp dumplings will fall into the pan very smoothly. The empty mold spoon can be smeared with rice paste and continued to be fried in the pan. Repeat this cycle and there will be more and more shrimp dumplings in the pan.

Then, Deng Yunzhu took a pair of chopsticks and began to turn over the shrimp dumplings that had fallen out of the mold and spoon and continue frying them.

Soon, the shrimp dumplings that were put into the pot earlier began to be fried until both sides turned golden brown.

Deng Yunzhu picked up the vegetables one by one with chopsticks, drained the oil from the pot, and put them in the clean bamboo basket next to it.

The finished product of the shrimp dumpling is as shown below: Xiao Dong'er was so anxious that she turned around and shouted, "Aunt, give it to me quickly, that one is mine."

Dongzi was not to be outdone and shouted, "Mine, that's mine."

Xiao Dong'er said fiercely: "I said it first."

Although Dongzi was a little afraid of her sister, she still had to fight for the delicious food, so she said, "I said it too!"

Deng Yunzhu laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's still hot. I'll give it to you after it cools down. You two don't have to fight over it. There are plenty of them here!"

At this time, Zhang Xiuping had already come over with salt. Seeing the impatient look of the siblings, she reminded them, "Listen carefully, each of you can only eat three shrimp dumplings at most. If anyone eats them too fast, you are not allowed to ask for more when they are gone!"

"ah?"

Xiao Dong'er pouted when she heard this and asked unhappily, "Mom, why can I only eat three?"

Dongzi stretched out his palm and said arrogantly: "I want to eat five!"

Zhang Xiuping said: "Because eating too much will make you get irritated."

Xiao Dong'er is now in the senior class of kindergarten. She is smart and immediately responded, "Aren't we going to drink herbal tea later? Drinking herbal tea won't cause internal heat. Grandpa, do you think I'm right?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "Yes, you won't get angry after drinking the herbal tea. Grandpa will decide for you. You can eat as many as you want tonight."

He was free today and did this just to make the children happy. Naturally, he would not restrict them from eating. Besides, children will not get irritated by eating hot food like adults. Now if they eat it with herbal tea, they will be less likely to get irritated.

Although Xiao Dong'er is not even five years old, she is smart enough to know that her grandfather's words are the most effective at home. Seeing that her grandfather approved her to eat, she immediately smiled and cheered happily: "Wow, Grandpa, you are so nice!"

At this time, there were already several shrimp dumplings in the basket. Zhang Xiuping picked up some salt and sprinkled it evenly on the shrimp dumplings. Then she picked up two of them and gave one to each of her children, saying, "Okay, since your grandfather has approved you to eat them, then you can eat them!"

The brother and sister took the delicious shrimp dumplings and no longer had the mood to talk. They just put them in their mouths and started biting.

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The cooking time of the shrimp dumplings can be determined according to individual taste.

If you like a softer texture, you can take it out after frying it.

If you like it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fry it a little longer before taking it out.

If you like crispy food, fry the shrimp until the whole body changes color. This is the most fragrant, crispy and tastes great. The only downside is that it can cause a lot of heat in the body.

What Xiaodong'er and Dongzi are eating now is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. This kind of snack is indeed a popular snack for both adults and children. The brother and sister couldn’t stop eating it at all, and kept shouting that it was delicious, so delicious!

Deng Yunhua and Deng Yunheng couldn't help it either. Seeing that their sister-in-law had already sprinkled salt on the fruits, they each picked up one and started eating.

Soon, fried shrimp dumplings were taken out of the pot one by one, with different degrees of heat. Deng Yuntai, Zhang Xiuping, Deng Yunzhen and others also gathered around and brought wine and herbal tea. Everyone ate the shrimp dumplings while watching the moon. The adults took a sip of wine from time to time, and the minors drank herbal tea. The family was having a great time.

Deng Yuntai's business sense is not what it was a few years ago. While eating the fragrant and crispy shrimp dumplings, he said, "I think anyone who sets up a small stall in the county to sell shrimp dumplings and herbal tea should be able to make money."

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "It's not that you should be able to make money, but you will definitely make money. The cost of this thing is not high. A pot of oil can be used for a long time, and the cost of herbal tea is even lower. You may not make a lot of money by setting up a small stall in Dongwei, the county seat, but it is still easy to make a few hundred yuan a month, and it is even possible to make more than a thousand yuan."

Although Deng Yuntai realized that this small business should be able to make money, he did not expect it to be so profitable.

A few hundred yuan or even a thousand yuan a month is nothing to them now. After all, the Yongjia Supermarket run by the couple can easily make tens of thousands of yuan in profit a month. But think about a few years ago, Deng Yuntai worked all day in the tile factory, and after working hard for a month, he only earned more than 200 yuan.

Even this is a job that many people envy, and the income is higher than that of 99% of people in the village.

Now, several years have passed, and although more people are making money than a few years ago, a profit of a few hundred yuan a month is still the income that countless families dream of.

Not to mention now, even in a dozen years, this income will still be of great attraction to rural people.

Even in the early 21st century, some factories in Shenzhen only paid four or five hundred yuan a month, and the working day was more than twelve hours, but this was enough to attract many migrant workers from rural areas, let alone now.

Zhang Xiuping's heart moved slightly, and she asked, "Dad, how much money can we make in a month if we do this business in Longtan Market?"

Deng Shirong said: "If you do it in Longtan Market, there is no need to do it every day. You can focus on the business on market days. With the huge customer flow of Longtan Market, it should not be difficult to make a few dozen yuan on a market day."

He didn't say this casually. Longtan Market is ranked among the top three largest markets in Bobai, and its passenger flow is second only to the county seat and Shahe Market. The number of people visiting the market on every market day is over 27,000. Even if only 1% of the customers can be captured, the business can still make huge money.

Zhang Xiuping calculated in her mind that there were six market days in Longtan every month. She could earn dozens of dollars on each market day, which meant she could earn a few hundred dollars a month. Moreover, the work was not hard, so it could be said to be a very good business.

I can then tell my mother, and if she is interested, I can ask her to set up a small stall at Longtan Market on market days and earn some pocket money.

Anyway, her eldest brother and second brother’s children are already grown up and don’t need their mother to take care of them anymore.

While Zhang Xiuping was thinking about this, Deng Yunzhen also kept it in mind. Since she had the Suifeng Hotel, she naturally didn't need to do this kind of small business. However, she was going to get married soon, and after she arrived at her husband's family, it would be okay to use this small business to win over her husband's relatives.

Because each shrimp dumpling is not very big, even a little guy like Dongzi can eat five in one go, successfully completing his initial request.

Xiao Dong'er ate six before stopping.

When they stopped eating, Zhang Xiuping said, "Remember what you promised mom just now, you must finish this bowl of herbal tea."

The brother and sister agreed readily at first, but when it came to actually drinking the herbal tea, they started to make all kinds of excuses.

Sometimes I complained that the herbal tea was too bitter, sometimes I said I was too full. In short, I found all kinds of reasons not to drink the herbal tea. Unfortunately, no matter how much I tried to refuse, it was useless and I had to drink it anyway.

After all, this is not the North. Northerners don't drink herbal tea. They can make anything that heats up their bodies and have never heard of anything causing internal heat, so naturally they don't need to drink herbal tea. If Wanglaoji in later generations was not made into a sweet drink, but instead focused on reducing internal heat, it probably would not have sold in the North.

If people in the South eat too much hot food and don’t drink herbal tea, they will quickly feel what it means to get a sore throat.

Deng Shirong handed the job of frying shrimp dumplings to his youngest daughter. He drank a sip of wine with the shrimp dumplings and then said to his youngest son, "Xiao Heng, you will take the high school entrance exam next year. Your current grades are in the top ten in the class, which is not bad, but if you want to get into Bogao, you still need to work hard."

Deng Yunheng nodded and said, "I understand, Dad. I will work hard."

Deng Shirong said: "Whether you go to Songshan High School or Longtan High School, you can't compare with Bogao. The teaching staff of the schools is different, and the quality of the students is also different. It may take many years for someone like your second brother to be admitted to Peking University from Songshan High School, but Bogao basically has students admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University every year. This is the difference."

Deng Yunheng sighed and said, "I don't have the study talent of my second and third brothers. No matter what high school I go to, I definitely have no hope of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University. If I can get into an ordinary university, I'll be considered a success."

Deng Shirong is clear about this. His seven children can be divided into three levels in terms of studying:

At the top level are the second and third sons, two top students.

The middle level is the youngest son whose academic performance is mediocre.

The bottom layer consists of four poor students: the eldest son, the eldest daughter, the youngest daughter, and the fourth son.

Deng Shirong has no hope for his youngest daughter and fourth son who are still in high school, but there is still some hope for his youngest son who is neither here nor there. He is the type of person who will have the opportunity to go to college if he works hard, but will have no chance if he doesn't.

"If your chance of getting into college at Songshan or Longtan High School is 30%, then after you enter Bogao, that chance should be raised to at least 80%. The gap is still quite large, so you must not relax in your studies."

"Yes, I understand."

"Also, our Naye Deng Family Ancestral Hall is under construction and is expected to be completed in two to three years. However, the merit stele will be carved in advance. Our family donation will be ranked first, and the family merit stele will be in the most conspicuous position. The merit stele will record our family's information in detail.

Because you are still studying, your information can only be recorded in the school you were admitted to. This is for future generations to admire. Do you want Songshan High School or Bogao High School to be written on the monument of merit?"

As soon as these words came out, Deng Yunheng's face changed immediately, and he nodded heavily and said, "Dad, I will definitely work harder next time and try to get into Bogao."

After provoking his younger son a little, Deng Shirong said no more. He said that learning, in addition to talent, mainly depends on self-consciousness. If you don't learn consciously, it will be useless no matter how your parents force you to learn.

As for his youngest daughter and fourth son, both poor students, Deng Shirong was too lazy to say more. Not to mention using the tablet of merit to stimulate them, with their current academic performance, even if he told them that they could ascend to become immortals after being admitted to university, they probably wouldn't be able to do it.

…

After celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in his hometown, Deng Shirong went to Shuangwang Credit Union to repay the 800,000 yuan of the second loan. He still owed 2 million yuan to Bobai Credit Union. However, it was still early for the due date, so there was no need to rush to repay it. It would not be too late to repay it when the time came.

Deng Shirong is now a celebrity in Shuangwang. Everyone in Shuangwang Credit Union knows him from top to bottom. Now that the 800,000 loan has been repaid on time, in the eyes of the director of the credit union, he is naturally a high-quality customer among high-quality customers.

Although bank credit has begun to tighten, it does not mean that no one can get a loan. For high-quality customers with high credibility like Deng Shirong, it is much easier to get a loan than for others whenever they want.

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