Aunt Yuan forced an awkward smile and went inside, probably feeling a little embarrassed to see Ye Cheng there.
"Yunxiang, are you there?"
As soon as she entered, Aunt Yuan exclaimed.
When Jiang Yunxiang opened the door, she saw Aunt Yuan holding something in her hand, with Ye Cheng following behind her. She roughly understood what had happened.
Ye Guowei also told her about Yuan Mazi's situation yesterday.
"Auntie, what brings you here? Come in and sit for a while. Have you eaten yet?" It was almost lunchtime, and Jiang Yunxiang exchanged a few polite words.
Ye Cheng didn't stand on ceremony and went straight inside.
Aunt Yuan didn't go inside, but directly stuffed the things in her hands into Jiang Yunxiang's hands, "Yunxiang, last night, thanks to your Guowei and the second son, otherwise my old man might have been killed."
"Auntie, you don't need to be so polite. We're all from the same village, so of course we have to help if we see this. Please take your things back."
"You must accept these things. My family's circumstances are just average, and I don't have anything good to offer. Please accept them and don't look down on them."
"Auntie, really, you don't need to."
"Oh dear, I'll accept it as you ask. My old man should have come to thank me in person, but he caught a cold last night and still has a fever. Sigh, he's so old and still working so hard."
"Oh, Auntie, please keep an eye on things. Don't hesitate to let me know if you need any help."
The two women chatted outside for a while before Aunt Yuan went back inside.
Jiang Yunxiang came in carrying some things and said to Ye Cheng, "He said that Uncle Yuan had a fever, so he didn't come over himself."
She could tell what was going on just by looking at her brother-in-law's expression, so she offered an explanation.
"I didn't say anything," Ye Cheng retorted.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the things in Jiang Yunxiang's hands: a box of milk and two bottles of liquor, which were obviously bought from Li the Cripple.
"Is this Yuan Mazi's life only worth this much?" Ye Cheng said with some dissatisfaction.
“You know their family isn’t well-off either,” Jiang Yunxiang said, then changed the subject, “Why don’t you eat here before going into town?”
Ye Cheng checked the time; it was past 11. He shook his head. “Sister-in-law, I’m going into town to eat. You and Dou Dou have something to eat and then take an early nap. You were busy all night last night.”
Jiang Yunxiang's older brother was as strong as an ox, but she wasn't that robust. After staying up all night, her face turned a bit pale.
"Dou Dou, your second uncle has gone to town. Is there anything you want to eat? Your second uncle will buy it for you in a bit." Ye Cheng looked at his little nephew.
The little guy is quite adept at getting things done; as soon as he heard about food, he pounced over, his mouth watering as he said...
"Second Uncle, I want to eat a hamburger and fried chicken legs."
Ye Cheng smiled indulgently and pinched his chubby cheeks. "Okay, your second uncle will bring it back to you later."
Kids just love to eat these things, there's nothing you can do about it.
This time, Jiang Yunxiang, unusually, didn't say anything to him. Instead, she helped Ye Cheng load the big red spotted fish onto the motorcycle, probably because she was distracted by the fish.
"Ah Cheng, come back early after you've sold everything. Don't waste your money in the city."
"Alright, sister-in-law, I understand."
Well, this sister-in-law's instructions are different from others. She's afraid I'll spend money. I guess she's a little reluctant to let me buy this and that.
Riding his beloved little donkey, Ye Cheng embarked on his journey to the city to sell fish.
On the way, fearing something might happen to the precious red-spotted fish, Ye Cheng didn't even dare to eat a bite of food and went straight to Wang Ke's private restaurant.
When Ye Cheng arrived and saw the luxury cars parked in front of the gate, he felt a little embarrassed.
The cheapest cars there are Crowns, and the rest are luxury cars like Mercedes-Benz and BMW. My dusty motorcycle standing there really looks out of place.
Fortunately, after explaining to the staff at the door, they understood and led me to the back door.
Ye Cheng called Wang Ke. It was noisy on the other end of the line; it was lunchtime and there were too many people.
"Xiao Ye, you've arrived? At this hour? Wait a moment, I'll have someone come out and pack up." Wang Ke sounded a little unhappy, probably because it was lunchtime and he was busy.
Ye Cheng himself knew that this time was not appropriate, but the problem was that the red-spotted fish was about to die, and if it was any later, it might die, and then it wouldn't be worth as much.
After Wang Ke hung up the phone, a well-dressed man in a business suit came out and immediately spotted Ye Cheng riding a motorcycle.
"You sell fish, right?" the man asked in a less than friendly tone.
Ye Cheng looked at it and saw a name tag pinned to the front of his shirt that read "Duty Manager".
"Manager, what's your surname? I've been in contact with General Manager Wang; we have some fish to sell," Ye Cheng said with a forced smile.
In this world, it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings. The lower their rank, the more polite you should be to them.
The man snorted coldly, pointed to the water tank on the back of Ye Cheng's motorcycle, and said imperiously, "My surname is Xiao. Bring it in. Honestly, coming at this time when everyone is busy."
Ye Cheng chuckled awkwardly, then carried the water tank with both hands and followed the manager inside.
Although it's the kitchen, you can tell that the decor is much better than what Mr. Qian had done.
It's not the kind of opulent, glittering style; it's a rustic style with a touch of cultural charm, what's known as "elegance."
Ye Cheng had no interest in whether it was elegant or not; all he wanted to do now was sell the fish and be done with it.
After passing through a corridor, Manager Xiao led Ye Cheng to the seafood section, where a long row of glass tanks were filled with all kinds of seafood.
"Alright, put it in there, I'll pay you." Manager Xiao pointed to the water tank.
Ye Cheng was taken aback. This should be the vegetable selection area. Shouldn't he weigh the vegetables and calculate the price first?
"Um, Manager Xiao, shouldn't we weigh it? We haven't discussed the price yet."
"Oh dear, Mr. Wang said he'll give you 1,000 yuan, that's about right." Manager Xiao pointed impatiently at the water tank, indicating to Ye Cheng to put the fish in.
"How much? 1000?" Ye Cheng raised his voice. Damn it, is this how you treat a beggar? I have a red-spotted fish weighing over ten kilograms and you're giving me 1000 yuan? Do you think it's a sardine?
According to his thinking, even if it were cheaper, it would still cost 8,000 yuan, but now it's only 1,000 yuan, and they don't even weigh it. Damn it, this is a rip-off shop, isn't it?
Ye Cheng's voice rose, immediately attracting the attention of several guests who turned to look at him, which made Manager Xiao anxious.
His face darkened, and he lowered his voice to scold sternly, "What are you yelling about? 1,000 is too little! If it weren't for our boss Wang saying he'd give us this price, we wouldn't even accept it."
You dare to insult me?
Ye Cheng also became famous, thinking that he was still the same person who was a beast of burden in his previous life.
I'm now a person with a system, and I'm free from official duties, so who's afraid of whom?
He was going all out, raising his voice and speaking directly to the group of guests.
"Heh, you think you're right? Such a big shop, and you're buying my fish at such a low price? You think you're right? You're a rip-off!"
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