Chapter 244 Instant Noodles
"Ah, it's pitiful. Just go back."
Jin Fenglian watched the car drive away, sighed and walked back.
She also has daughters. If Xiuhong and Xiulan cannot go home for more than ten years, she will be heartbroken. Let Bai Wei go, who doesn't want to go home to see their mother.
A group of people walked back home from the alley entrance.
Ye Xiulan suddenly rushed out of the house, looking anxious. When she saw the Ye family members coming to see them off, her eyes lit up and she ran towards Ye Lin and the others with something in her arms.
"Mom and Dad, Brother Lin, look quickly."
Rushing into the crowd, Ye Xiulan quickly unfolded the small package in her arms. Inside were two rows of gold bars, about twenty in total.
"Oh, where did this come from?" Jin Fenglian exclaimed and quickly closed the package.
"I don't know. What I found next to Bai Wei's pillow, could it be left by her uncle?"
Ye Sanxing thought it was impossible. The Bai family had been persecuted for more than ten years and their house had been raided countless times. Where did the money come from?
"No way, her uncle is so poor, even worse off than our family used to be. Where did he get so much gold?"
Jin Fenglian stuffed the gold into her arms and kicked Ye Sanxing, saying disdainfully,
"You're stupid! The Bai family has been running restaurants as capitalists since the Qing Dynasty. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Just bury some in this pit, stuff some in the cracks of that brick, and sweep it out."
Then he turned around and asked Ye Lin who was silent,
"What do you think we should do with this thing? Should we send it to her uncle?"
"Leave it here, let him feel at ease, and leave it to Xiaoling in the future."
From Uncle Bai's perspective, this was the only thing he could do to eliminate the guilt in his heart and his gratitude to the Ye family.
He had left Bai Wei here alone for more than ten years. If she had not met the Ye family, an orphan like her might not have survived. If she had met a wasting mother-in-law, her life might have been worse than being sent to a labor camp. He was truly grateful to the Ye family for sheltering Bai Wei over the years.
And the only thing he could give to the Ye family now was gold bars.
When Bai Wei returned to Shanghai and was packing up her things, she found not only jewelry in the jewelry box, but also two checks, each for 10,000 yuan.
Jin Fenglian's face suddenly appeared in Bai Wei's mind. That day, Jin Fenglian said, "I'm giving you something, just take it."
"So that's what it means."
Bai Wei put the two checks back into the jewelry box and sat by the window for a while until she heard Ye Ling's call, then she got up and went downstairs.
Captain Qin also received a check.
Captain Qin's eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled. He asked Ye Lin twice to confirm that the money was really donated to the village to open a factory before accepting it.
"Nephew Lin, once our factory opens, all the problems in the village will be solved. The people will have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and jobs to do. That will be the best life ever."
"By the way, what kind of factory do we run?"
"These guys only know how to eat. What can they do? I'm so worried."
The idea was good, but Captain Qin had no idea how to open a factory or what kind of factory to open, and was at a loss.
He saw that those state-owned factories were all about machinery, steel, cement and so on, and the people in Xiahe Village didn't know how to do that.
Ye Lin had thought about this matter early on. The people in the surrounding villages were all illiterate, and there were also many elderly people and women with children.
The factory's production conditions require low technical requirements and light equipment.
What matters is the good profits.
In Zhao Jinguo's words, if you don't make money, why work? It's better to sleep at home.
Ye Lin brought a purple clay teacup to Captain Qin, poured him some water, and asked him to sit down and talk slowly.
"Uncle Qin, don't be anxious. Sit down and listen to me first."
"As you know the situation in our village, it's not appropriate to open a high-end factory right away, so I've considered two directions."
Seeing that Ye Lin was about to start talking about the key points, Captain Qin secretly sat up straight, listened attentively, and did not dare to wander at all.
"One is the clothing factory. We will develop our own brand and, after building it up, rely on the brand image to generate long-term profits. The other is instant noodles. It will be the mainstream fast-moving consumer goods in the next few decades."
"Both of these are industries that require low technical skills, are generally easy to do, require little investment, and have high profits."
"Wait, wait."
Captain Qin stretched out his hand to make a pause gesture, his tongue a little tied in anxiety.
Ye Lin was suddenly interrupted. He raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Captain Qin with some doubt.
Captain Qin listened well at first, but when Ye Lin started talking about noodles, he couldn't understand anymore.
"What do you mean, nephew Lin? The noodles you're talking about, don't they have to be boiled in water? How can we open a factory? We're just opening a canteen."
Instant noodles were first introduced in the 1960s and entered the Hong Kong market in the late 1960s. It has been almost ten years now and you can see them everywhere in small shops on the streets of Hong Kong.
But in the mainland, instant noodles had just appeared in major coastal cities, and Ye Lin forgot that Captain Qin might not have heard of this new thing yet.
"Sorry, Uncle Qin, please wait a moment,"
I told Captain Qin,
Ye Lin turned around and asked Hui in a low voice, "Did we bring instant noodles this time?"
"Yeah? Miss Xiulan bought a big bag before she left. I went to see if she had finished it."
Two minutes later, Captain Qin saw another magical thing in his life.
A piece of dry flour cake as hard as a rock, tear open two packets of seasoning and sprinkle it on it, add some boiling water, find something to cover the mouth of the bowl,
It only takes a minute to lift the book covering the bowl, and it tastes even better than meat dumplings!
"This noodles smells so good! I can't even see the meat, but it smells like meat. Hong Kong still has such good stuff!"
Ye Lin handed a pair of chopsticks to Captain Qin, "Uncle Qin, don't just look at it, try it."
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