Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Jiangbei Village Fair
When Liu Mianmian woke up, her first reaction was that the wine she drank last night was fake, so why was she so dizzy? Her second reaction was, no matter whether it was real wine or fake, why didn't she lose her memory?
Getting drunk and acting crazy is not scary. What is scary is that after waking up, you remember clearly everything that happened, and the crazy behavior and stupid things you did are still vivid in your mind.
Not only did she talk like a talk show, pulling everyone to drink, she also spoke wildly to Shen Weizhuo, saying that no matter how good-looking he was, no one would want him. Then she turned around and held his face in her hands to tease him, saying how come this guy was so good-looking... Teasing would have been fine, but the key point was, she, she, she also forcefully kissed him!
Liu Mianmian: I dare not open my eyes, I hope it is my hallucination.
After lying in bed for a long time and preparing herself mentally, Liu Mianmian finally mustered up the courage and turned her head to look next door.
Huh, no one.
I inexplicably had the illusion of sparing someone's life at 15:30.
For the first time since traveling through time, Liu Mianmian truly felt that the tofu block on her partner's bed, which was always folded into a square shape, looked so cute.
Liu Mianmian lingered in bed for a while longer, making sure it was past Shen Weizhou's usual time to go to work before she slowly got up. She quickly washed up and passed the dressing mirror. She caught a glimpse of the person in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, and a flurry of memories flooded her mind.
His aggressive kiss that didn't match his appearance, his hot and wet breathing that made her heart beat like a drum, his hoarse and magnetic whispers that could make her pregnant, and finally, the restrained and hot kiss on her collarbone.
besides.
He grabbed her hand that was touching her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Not now, wait until you're sober."
Liu Mianmian closed her eyes.
The good news is that even though she forcefully kissed him, he wasn't completely passive.
Bad news, she really did act like a bitch.
Liu Mianmian spent ten minutes preparing herself mentally before she walked out of the east wing with heavy steps, as if the castle she had just carved out was hanging on her ankles.
Aunt Liu was the only one washing clothes in the yard. Seeing Liu Mianmian come out, Aunt Liu smiled and said, "Oh, Mianmian got drunk last night and urged everyone to drink. The words she said were quite nice."
Liu Mianmian rubbed her forehead and said, "It's all nonsense."
In her previous life, she wouldn't be able to get drunk even with so much alcohol. She just didn't expect that even her alcohol tolerance would be different after traveling through time.
But if you think about it carefully, the bodies are not the same, so it seems normal that the alcohol tolerance is different?
Aunt Liu: "Oh my, you can talk nonsense so well, that's amazing."
Perhaps noticing she was feeling a little uneasy, Aunt Liu said hurriedly, "It's normal to get drunk and act crazy. What you're doing is nothing special. Your Uncle Wang got drunk once and almost climbed onto the roof. Oh, let's not talk about him anymore. Just get your breakfast and then have some hangover soup in the enamel pot."
Liu Mianmian thought to herself, you don’t know, I was drunk and almost picked the moon from the sky.
While eating breakfast, Liu Mianmian felt vaguely as if she had forgotten something important. Unfortunately, after breakfast, she didn't remember it. She didn't dwell on it anymore, took a clean bowl, and poured herself some hangover soup.
Halfway through her drink, she looked up and saw Shen Weizhou walking in. Liu Mianmian almost choked on a mouthful of hangover soup: "You, why are you home?"
Shen Weizhou lowered his eyes to look at her, his gaze lingering on the corner of her mouth stained with soup. He quickly looked away, cleared his throat, and said, "Today is Sunday."
Liu Mianmian: “…”
She finally realized why she felt like she had forgotten something important. The important thing was that today was Sunday and she didn't have to work. So, what was the point of deliberately staying in bed and getting up after work?
By the way, she also remembered that today was the day she and Jiang Hongmei had agreed to go to the market.
"Have Jiang Hongmei and the others been here?" Although they had agreed to go later this time and put the goods anywhere when there were the most people, after all, the fabric would definitely sell well, but it was indeed a bit late now.
Shen Weizhou poured himself a glass of water, sat down next to her, and said, "They are all sorting the fabrics in the backyard. Pick out the ones with particularly large and small mold spots first."
He took a sip of water and continued, "I suggest they put these two types aside for now. I'll be trying to make a liquid to remove mildew spots these days. If the small areas can be completely restored, they can be sold as normal fabric. As for the large ones, if we can remove some of them, we can sell them at a higher price."
In Liu Mianmian's previous life, her roommate had bought a mildew remover online. It removed some mildew stains, but it also couldn't remove a lot. It was said that the reviews from buyers also said that some were effective, while others were not.
When she first heard that the garment factory had moldy fabrics, she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask, and confirmed that such a thing did not exist in this time and space, so she had to give up.
What's more, even if there are things like mildew removers, it is actually a huge project to deal with so much fabric.
However, Shen Weizhuo's idea is quite good. There is no need to process all the fabrics. Just process those with the least and most mildew spots. Once the prices of these two goods increase, the overall average price of this batch of goods can be much higher, maybe even much higher than the profit she calculated at the beginning.
Liu Mianmian's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is this liquid easy to make? Will it be very expensive? Will it be troublesome to handle it later?"
She thought about it and decided that for Shen Weizhou, making something like this would be like overkill. Whether it was easy or expensive wasn't something she should worry about. So she added, "If you really make it, I'll give you a cut."
"I don't want any money."
Shen Weizhou glanced at her calmly, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and said, "We'll talk about it later."
Liu Mianmian was so engrossed in the prospect of a substantial increase in profits that she forgot about her embarrassment and didn't pay much attention to what Shen Weizhou meant. She thought, if it didn't cost her money, she could just buy him something and give it to him. It was such a simple thing.
She finished the sobering soup in a few gulps, quickly washed the dishes, and ran to the backyard.
As soon as Jiang Hongmei saw her, she was so happy: "I heard that you were drunk yesterday. Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have come over to eat for free!"
Liu Anmin was also very happy as he moved with the cloth in his arms: "Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would have been drunk by her."
Only Wang Zhiyuan was an honest man. He smiled and praised Liu Mianmian: "Sister-in-law can actually drink quite well, and she is good at persuading people to drink. She is even better than our political commissar."
Perhaps because there were more embarrassing things going on, Liu Mianmian didn't think being drunk was embarrassing at all. She glanced at the two guys who were almost slumped over with joy and said, "With the way you two treat your sponsor, don't go out to solicit investment in the future."
Jiang Hongmei laughed and said, "I was wrong, Boss Liu, I won't dare to do it again next time. You must lead us to make a lot of money!"
Liu Anmin agreed: "Yes, yes, Boss Liu will help us make a lot of money."
Wang Zhiyuan also joined in the fun and said, "Sister-in-law will help us make a lot of money!"
Liu Mianmian ignored the two and patted Wang Zhiyuan's arm: "Little comrade, you are a promising talent. I will help you make a lot of money in the future."
Wang Zhiyuan scratched his head: "Sister-in-law, I am more than one year older than you."
Several people immediately burst into laughter again.
When Liu Mianmian came over, Jiang Hongmei and the others had almost finished picking the fabric. The tractor was parked outside the side door of the backyard, and everyone was loading the fabric onto the tractor.
This time they were rushing to the big market in Jiangbei Village on the other side of the river. Normally, the fastest way to get there was to take the ferry, but they were carrying a truck full of goods and could not take the ferry, so they planned to let Liu Anmin and Wang Zhiyuan take a detour and cross from the bridge in the north of the city, while the others would take the ferry.
The ferry is not far away. Go south on Zhijiang Road, pass the Western restaurant area, and continue southeast, and you will arrive.
Jiang Hongmei was probably worried that Liu Mianmian was inexperienced, so she kept reminding her to take good care of her things along the way, so that her wallet wouldn't be stolen when there were too many people around.
"There's a gang of three-handed people who just sit on the ferry waiting to pick up the fat sheep."
Liu Mianmian thought to herself, I may not have experience taking a ferry, but don’t I have experience squeezing into buses and subways?
She put the specially altered cloth bag in front of her chest and patted it: "Don't worry, three hands can't sneak in under my nose."
Jiang Hongmei gave her a thumbs up.
Liu Mianmian turned her head and glanced at Shen Weizhou: "Be careful."
This guy also likes to join in the fun. When asked to make a mold remover at home, he insisted that he had to go to the laboratory at work to do it. He also said that he was bored and came out for a walk.
Liu Mianmian thought that he had been taking Chinese medicine diligently for a while and seemed to be in good health, so it would be good for him to go out for a walk. Otherwise, he would be going crazy if he stayed in the research institute or the study all day.
They calculated the time and knew they would be able to board the ship soon after arriving at the destination.
Hundreds of people crowded at the dock rushed forward. Liu Mianmian felt that she was bumped by someone behind her and almost fell. Then her wrist suddenly felt hot and someone held it tightly and pulled it to the side.
Shen Weizhou: "Be careful."
Liu Mianmian turned back to look for Jiang Hongmei, and Shen Weizhuo said helplessly: "Take care of yourself first, she has already run ahead." Liu Mianmian looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, she saw Jiang Hongmei running around in the crowd like a monkey, and had already squeezed onto the boat before most people.
“…”
Okay.
"Actually, there's no need to squeeze. There are only a few seats on the boat, and most people are standing. It only takes 20 minutes to reach the other side," said Shen Weizhuo.
Liu Mianmian saw an old lady in front of her was squeezed so hard that one of her shoes fell off, so she simply followed Shen Weizhou and stood aside to let others get on the boat first. When everyone was almost gone, the two of them followed.
Once you get on board, you don't have to look for a place specifically, just stand by the door for a while.
The cabin was packed tight, a sea of heads, all with varying degrees of hair. Smelling the sour, stench emanating from inside, Liu Mianmian felt somewhat thankful for following Shen Weizhou's advice. It was quite hot, and being crammed in there, with all the smells, was only likely to make it even more uncomfortable.
Shen Weizhuo seemed to be born not afraid of heat. Today, Liu Mianmian wore a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves folded up, but he also wore a thin jacket.
Liu Mianmian looked at him twice and found that there was really not a trace of sweat on his face.
His fingers were always cold before, but last night, his hands were burning hot.
Thinking of last night, Liu Mianmian felt a little hot in her ears.
"What's wrong?" Shen Weizhou asked with his eyes lowered.
Liu Mianmian shook her head. Shen Weizhou thought she was feeling unwell and took out a bright red apple from his pocket: "It will make you feel better if you smell it."
Liu Mianmian just went with the flow and took it to smell it. The sweet scent of the apple really made her feel a lot more comfortable.
"Look, that's the Zhijiang Bridge under construction." Shen Weizhuo pointed outside.
Liu Mianmian glanced sideways and saw, indeed, cement piers standing tall on the vast, misty river in the distance. In her past life, Liu Mianmian had seen countless magnificent bridges, many taller and longer than the unfinished one before her, but for some reason, this one filled her with a thrill and delight she had never felt before.
Perhaps it was because she saw many old people with haggard faces and tattered clothes among the crowd that had just squeezed onto the ferry.
It may also be because the unfinished bridge is flanked by low-rise houses that are incompatible with its modern atmosphere.
The country is still poor, but Liu Mianmian knows that in the near future, the natural barriers will become thoroughfares and reaching for the moon in the sky will become a reality.
She will witness the rise of this great Eastern power with her own eyes.
Jiangbei Village may be just a village, but it also gave rise to Lin Taihe, a patriotic businessman who thrived in Southeast Asia and Hong Kong. After the reform and opening up, Lin Taihe returned to Nancheng with his children and grandchildren to worship his ancestors, funded the renovation of the ancestral hall, and donated a large sum of money to Jiangbei Village.
Everyone in Nancheng knows that the stage in Jiangbei Village is better than that of the People's Theater, and from time to time they invite big names from provincial and municipal theater troupes to perform in the village.
Whenever Jiangbei Village invited a performance, not only would people from the surrounding area but even city dwellers from the south would flock to see the fun. Since the village was wealthy, they would often find excuses to put on a show, and so the flow of visitors grew. It was only natural that, after the government liberalized the market system, Jiangbei Village also began holding its own market.
Although it is just a village market, it is even more lively than the big market in Huaiping Township.
Unlike Huaiping Township which specially set aside a piece of open space for the big market, the market in Jiangbei Village is very casual. It is located on the village road that surrounds the village, occupying an entire road.
Liu Mianmian and the others strolled around first and bought some honey, dried fish, dried mushrooms and the like. After about twenty minutes, they calculated that Liu Anmin and the others should be almost there, so the three of them returned to the village entrance and saw Liu Anmin driving a tractor towards them.
The tractor could not enter the village and could only stop at the entrance.
A few people randomly found a place relatively close to the village entrance, took out the plastic sheeting they had prepared in advance and spread it beside the village road. They left Shen Weizhuo, who looked the weakest, to watch things next to the tractor, while the others moved the sheeting in one by one.
Soon, Liu Mianmian, who looked the second weakest, was left to watch things by the village road. The other three took the cloth from Shen Weizhou and brought it to Liu Mianmian. After just one move, Jiang Hongmei couldn't help but say, "Why do I feel like a magpie, carrying something from Dong Yong to the Seven Fairies?"
This world also has the story of Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies.
Liu Mianmian: "Xi Que, please hurry up. Someone just came over to ask for the price. I was afraid I couldn't keep an eye on it alone, so I didn't even offer to sell it."
Jiang Hongmei was very happy: "Okay, we'll be done moving soon, let them come over soon!"
However, after a while, Jiang Hongmei came back empty-handed again: "Mianmian, Mianmian, your man is fighting with someone, go and take a look."
Liu Mianmian almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears: "What?"
She would believe Liu Anmin or Wang Yuanzhi if they fought with others, but what about the weak Shen Weizhuo?
Liu Mianmian hurried to the village entrance.
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