Chapter 39 Chat
For some reason, Yan Jing found frustration in Jun Qiulan.
His life has been smooth sailing since he was born.
Yan Jing used his trump card: "The pay for this movie is not small, you can consider it."
The fact that Yan Jing could say that the pay was quite high shows how tempting this pay was.
Jun Qiulan reluctantly refused. "If it were any other role, I would have agreed immediately, but you're... trying to dance seductively. Have you ever considered that I'm a Taoist priest? What would Master and the others think if they saw me?"
"Not really." Yan Jing was surprised. "How could your master be so feudal? He himself still watches short videos of beautiful women dancing."
Jun Qiulan choked, he really didn't know.
In this Internet age, everything is good, except for some things, which are really not suitable for an ancient person like him.
Too advanced.
Yan Jing was amused by his little expression.
"There's no rush. The script isn't completely finished yet. You can think about it."
After a pause, he raised his eyebrows again. "At the moment, I just think your image fits the bill. Whether you can pass my audition depends on your own abilities."
What I mean is, if you don’t want to act in my play, I may not choose you.
Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment and said, "Alright."
He can't accept it now, but what if he can accept it later?
My knowledge is refreshed by new things every day.
Just like when he knew that Qu Feng and the heroine had kissing and sex scenes, he couldn't accept it, let alone understand it.
Let’s not talk about the logical issues, let’s just say that this is a costume drama, and the words and deeds of the characters in the drama are as close to those of the ancients as possible, and there are also the ancient people’s etiquette, such as the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, and the hierarchy of imperial power.
But in such a drama, a bastard from a marquis's mansion and the most favored princess are not only involved with each other, but they even have to eat each other before getting married.
The camera rotated almost 360 degrees, capturing every angle.
Jun Qiulan, an ancient man, was greatly shocked. What surprised him even more was that Qu Feng and the heroine were really kissing, without any use of stand-ins or anything.
This is just acting, is it necessary to make such a big sacrifice?
He was referring to the heroine.
No matter how you look at it, it seems like the man has molested the girl, right?
Is he too old-fashioned?
I was shocked and confused at first, but after seeing it many times, I got used to it and it seemed like no big deal.
Even if he were asked to kiss a girl on his own, he would definitely not be able to accept it.
Oh, with a man, that’s even worse.
If you think about it carefully, compared to the lip-sucking and intimate scenes, Yan Jing only needs to dance in a coquettish manner, which doesn't seem so difficult to accept.
Let him get used to this world.
"I have something else to do, so I'll excuse myself." Yan Jing checked the time again. "If you have any ideas, feel free to contact me."
As for Jun Qiulan's reluctance to play this role, Yan Jing did feel a little frustrated, but it was not a big problem. The script had not been finished yet and there was still plenty of time.
What if I meet an actor more suitable than Jun Qiulan in the future?
Jun Qiulan stood up and said, "I'm sorry for taking up Mr. Yan's time today."
"No delay." Yan Jing smiled before leaving the hotel.
This kid is so polite.
Jun Qiulan watched him quickly walk up to the door where a very luxurious car was parked.
You seem to be in a hurry, and you told him so much?
Or how about considering it?
Then, he couldn't help laughing again. Yan Jing, a famous director, was actually chosen?
Sure enough, he swelled up, and after laughing for a while, he followed suit.
What he didn't notice was that Wenxi, who had just come out of the elevator, happened to see this scene.
Last time, a video of Jun Qiulan beating someone in the hotel lobby was released, and Yan Jing was also in it.
However, everyone thought that Yan Jing just happened to pass by and saw injustice.
Unexpectedly, these two people actually knew each other.
Judging from the scene where they are chatting and laughing, they should be quite familiar with each other.
Wenxi pursed her lips.
For actors like them, there is no need to explain what the two words "Yan Jing" represent in the circle.
Is this Jun Qiulan really just a Taoist priest who just came down from the mountain?
Could there be some other background? Or perhaps some kind of metaphysical blessing?
After thinking about it, he made a phone call.
Jun Qiulan went out, took a taxi and went back.
He had an audition today, so he didn't take on other extra roles. He simply bought some fruit and went straight back to the village.
Song Ting and Song Yan have been here for several days, and they should have a pretty good idea of the situation in the border town.
I have to find a way to reveal a little bit to my cousin.
But this matter was so serious that he couldn't find a suitable entry point and didn't know how to say it.
Just buy some fruit and try it when you get back.
Song Ting's character is actually rough but delicate. He has the ideas of a traditional Dasheng man and a very deep clan concept.
These are good things for the state of this feudal society.
When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.
Home.
Jun Yu just happened to come with the construction team, holding the blueprints that Jun Qiulan had drawn earlier.
"father."
"Come, come, come and take a look." Jun Yu had a big smile on his face, probably because he was going to have a house and his life was becoming more and more promising.
He introduced: "This is Master Qin, the craftsman recommended by Mr. Su."
"Master Qin, how are you?" Jun Qiulan said politely. "Thank you, Master Qin and all the other brothers, for your hard work in building this house. If there's anything we need, please let me know."
Master Qin also quickly bowed in return, "Mr. Jun, you are too polite. Building this house is our job. You are the employer and you pay us. It is us who should be grateful to you."
Jun Qiulan smiled and asked, "Is there anything in my drawing that needs to be modified?"
Master Qin was clearly very professional. "Mr. Jun's drawings are generally fine, but I have a suggestion. The winters in this border town are cold, and the summer sun is very scorching. Perhaps we should add a layer of thickness to the walls to keep them warm in the winter and keep the heat at bay in the summer."
"Then let's do as Master Qin says." He pointed to the blueprint again, made a few minor changes, and then said, "I have a homemade adhesive that can make the bricks stick together more firmly. I wonder if Master Qin would be willing to give it a try?"
Go to Modern to get a few bags of cement.
I'm too lazy to burn it myself.
Master Qin guessed that it might be the glue of a big city, so he agreed immediately: "Master Jun, just bring it out. We're just here to take a look at the location today, and we can start construction tomorrow."
He mentioned the initial cost of building the house and the wages of the craftsmen.
Jun Qiulan also calculated it and found that it was not much different from his estimate.
Master Qin added, "The wages we calculated do not include meals. If it is convenient for Master Jun, I'm afraid we will have to find a few women to buy groceries and cook. If we don't include meals, the wages will have to be raised."
Jun Qiulan originally wanted to just give the money and not hire someone to cook, which would be troublesome.
Mom’s cooking is delicious, but he doesn’t want her to be tired.
Then he thought that this was actually a good opportunity to integrate into the village.
The last epidemic had made the villagers somewhat more favorable towards them, but there was still not much contact.
If you want to live here for a long time in the future, slowly integrating into this place is the best choice. Being too independent is not a good thing.
He thought about it for a moment and said, "I'll go talk to Mom."
He had to buy groceries and cook, and he also planned to meet the deadline. Cooking for so many craftsmen was a lot of work.
"Mother, aunts."
Song Xirong was still making clothes and quilt covers with her sisters-in-law next door.
"Qiulan is here, is there something wrong?"
She knew that her son didn't come here usually.
Jun Qiulan explained her purpose, "Mom, you've been busy lately, so I thought I'd ask Second Aunt to find two more women from the village. Second Aunt will be in charge of the shopping, and they'll be in charge of the cleaning and cooking."
On Mrs. Zhao's side, she has three daughters-in-law. The eldest daughter-in-law, Yuan Shu, like Song Xirong, comes from a merchant family, and the two can chat with each other very well.
The second daughter-in-law, Xu Lian, is also a good cook.
Upon hearing this, Xu Lian quickly stood up and thanked him.
"Don't worry, Master Jun. I'm confident about the stove. I'll write down every detail of the rice, flour, grain, and oil I bought."
Jun Qiulan smiled, "Of course I trust Second Aunt, so I'll give this task to you. As for choosing two more women from the village, please ask Second Aunt to talk to the head of the village and ask him to recommend two skilled women."
Xu Lian naturally knew Jun Qiulan's good intentions.
In fact, their family has enough people to cook, but Jun Qiulan still has to go to the village to find two cooks. Obviously, he has his own considerations.
After a little thought, she understood.
This is a good thing.
It was also a good thing for their family. Jun Qiulan asked her to find the head of the village, which meant that he wanted her to do a favor and let the villagers contact their family.
Although they are all from the same village, the indigenous people are divided into different factions, and the exiles are divided into different factions. On weekdays, everyone lives in peace and harmony and leads their own lives.
But in fact, if something happens, everyone will still stick together.
Both of their families were new arrivals this year, and neither side has integrated very well.
"I'll go select people this afternoon." Mrs. Xu Lian is also a decisive person.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Auntie. And Auntie, the fan-making work can continue. Please also talk to the aunties who made fans with you before."
Yuan Shu also listened and asked, "It's almost winter now, is the fan business still viable?"
Jun Qiulan smiled. No matter how many fans he had, he would never have trouble selling them. In order to avoid the previous turmoil, he hadn't set up a stall for a long time. However, when he went there a few days ago, it was still crowded and he could hardly handle the crowds. The fans he brought were sold out in a short time.
There is still some left at home, but he still plans to set up a stall once every seven days or so to make it a regular thing.
But there was an epidemic some time ago, so they couldn’t go out to set up a stall. It would be hard to explain why they continued to collect fans.
Just paused for a moment.
"Now my cousins have come over. When they saw the fans, they were impressed by their craftsmanship and are planning to ship them back to Jiangnan to sell."
The reason is legitimate.
Yuan Shu was naturally happy. The fan work had been stopped for several days and they were also worried.
Winter is coming, and without income, life will be difficult for the family.
Now I can continue making fans. Although the money I earn is not much, it is enough to cover the daily expenses of my family.
However, she also understood that the fans they made were only of average craftsmanship and could be sold. Jun Qiulan and Jun Yu's calligraphy and paintings were definitely more valuable.
They benefited from it.
I have finished explaining the things here.
Jun Qiulan thought about it again and decided to pack up and go to the city to see how his younger sister’s stall was going today.
Jun Shuwan is here.
Jun Yu went into the city with his father this morning. He also greeted the familiar vendors around him and Mr. Zhu, the owner of the pork shop next door.
Jun Shuwan was also very sweet-talking, calling everyone uncle and aunt. Everyone liked this little girl very much.
"Miss Wan'er, I still have to write a letter."
Jun Shuwan looked up and asked, "You've already written three letters today, do you still need to write?"
"This time it's written to my grandfather's family." The soldier in light armor said so with a red face.
Jun Shuwan's mouth twitched. "Didn't you ask your parents to send regards to my grandfather's family in the letter you wrote to them?"
The soldier stammered, "I just wanted to write and greet them personally. It's more polite that way."
Jun Shuwan was helpless, "Okay, then what should I write this time?"
The soldier mumbled for a long time, and the content was similar to the letter he wrote in the morning.
Jun Shuwan knew how many people were in his family and how many acres of land they owned. Thinking of this, she felt helpless.
The soldier had just finished writing and was about to say a few more words when he was pulled aside by the soldier behind him and another soldier sat in front of the small table.
Jun Shuwan: "This is your third time, who are you going to write to?"
This soldier was obviously more shameless. "This time I'm writing to my fourth aunt, asking if her cousin passed the exam to become a scholar."
Jun Shuwan: "..."
She looked at the long line of soldiers behind her and held her forehead.
She could basically identify these soldiers, and they all seemed to be guarding the sick camp.
The infection situation in the military camp was not so bad at the beginning. Generally speaking, they rarely left the camp on weekdays, so few people were infected. However, this plague was still terrifying. The sick camp was the closest place to the patients, and there was a certain risk.
Mrs. Huo asked them to volunteer to guard the sick camp, so these soldiers were all men of blood.
But with just a group of them gathered here, the people who really wanted to write letters didn't dare to come over.
She stood up, slightly bent her knees and half-booed, "Thank you all for your kindness in taking care of my business. Today I am setting up a stall for my father, and I will return to the General's Mansion to work. If you really need to write a letter home, please line up and don't come back to write letters repeatedly just to take care of my business."
With this statement, her image in the minds of these soldiers became even more noble.
They came to see Miss Wan'er not for any other reason, as a gentleman would always seek a beautiful lady. But they also knew what they looked like. They couldn't even read a single word, so how could they be worthy of Miss Wan'er?
I just wanted to come over and take a look, and support Miss Wan'er.
It is still very dangerous for a little girl to walk in a border town.
If you get harassed by thugs, you will be in trouble.
Although this group of people are just ordinary low-level soldiers, and their highest military rank is only sergeant, there are many of them, and ordinary people and hooligans can only hide when they see them.
They just want people to watch them. They all respect Miss Wan'er, and no one else is so blind as to come and cause trouble.
Jun Shuwan also understood their kindness.
I feel touched.
It was a bit risky for her to selfishly break into the hospital camp, but now it has been proven that she made the right bet.
She has good intentions to take care of the patients, but she is not a saint, nor will she be a fool who does good things in obscurity.
After Jun Shuwan finished speaking, she bowed to everyone and said, "Please disperse quickly. There are still people who really want to write letters."
The soldiers then set off together.
However, Jun Qiulan saw that they had not completely left. There were still two or three people left at a tea stall not far away. They ordered a pot of coarse tea and looked over here from time to time.
He didn't go over first, just watched from a distance.
After the soldiers left, a middle-aged man who looked quite wealthy came.
"Miss Jun, please help me write the deed."
Jun Shuwan smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, if you want to write a deed, why would you need me?"
It would be fine if ordinary soldiers were illiterate, but how could this official be illiterate?
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Thanks to Miss Wan'er's care, I was able to come out of the sick camp alive. Today, I will take care of Miss Wan'er's business."
Jun Shuwan also explained that she was just setting up the stall for her father for a few days and would have to go back to the general's mansion to work in the future.
Wang Yuanwai also smiled and said, "I know that Mr. Jun, who wrote here before, is also a learned man. I also love reading. Maybe I can come to Mr. Jun to discuss academic matters in the future."
Jun Shuwan couldn't help laughing, this is also good.
Although Mr. Wang is just an ordinary merchant, he is considered to be quite wealthy in the border town.
She didn't want anything from him, but ordinary people still had to give him some face for such a rich man. If she had any contact with her father in the future, she could also develop some connections on his side.
"What kind of contract do you want to write?"
Mr. Wang briefly stated his requirements.
Jun Shuwan was concentrating on writing.
Mr. Wang continued nonchalantly, "I heard that the man selling Jiangnan silk in the city is Miss Jun's cousin?"
"That's true." Jun Shuwan replied.
Wang Yuanwai thought for a moment and said, "I have a vacant shop here. Miss Jun, why not go back and ask them if they want to rent or buy it? Many merchants who have been traveling to the border town for a long time actually have shops there, which makes it more convenient to ship goods in the future."
Jun Shuwan nodded, "Then I'll go back and ask."
After the rich man left, a few people dressed as scholars came.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. A scholar wanted to write a letter, but he had to go out and find someone to write it?
Jun Shuwan responded with a smile.
Jun Qiulan sighed that Wan'er's growth rate was faster than he had imagined.
It was as if the little girl on the road of exile who could only hide behind them when encountering problems had completely disappeared and turned into a grown-up girl who could stand on her own.
At the same time, he was also relieved.
If possible, he certainly hopes that Wan'er can live a carefree life. No matter what happens, he, as her brother, can take charge and help her solve it.
But this is a border town.
Wan'er's current state is more suitable for the ecology of the border town.
After looking for a long time, Jun Qiulan walked over.
"How's business today?"
"Brother, why are you here?" Jun Shuwan smiled with her eyes curved.
Both the brother and sister were born with good looks, especially their eyes, which were almost exactly the same.
It’s just that Jun Shuwan’s eyes are gentle and simple, while Jun Qiulan’s eyes are polite and distant. Only in front of close people, he is a little more gentle.
Jun Qiulan: "I've almost finished everything over there today. I came to the city to see you and to check out my cousin's business."
Jun Shuwan said cheerfully, "Everything is fine here. My cousin and his friends are doing great business. It might be because we just experienced the epidemic and all kinds of supplies are in short supply in the city, or it might be because the goods from Jiangnan are really popular. Anyway, those large truckloads of goods probably won't last for a few days."
Jun Qiulan thought so too and squatted next to the stall again.
"You said at the dinner table before that you haven't figured out what you want to do in the future?"
Jun Shuwan pursed her lips and said, "I still can't hide it from my brother."
"So, can Wan'er tell her brother about this?"
Jun Shuwan hesitated for a moment, "I want to study medicine, non-traditional medicine, and learn the medical skills from my brother's world."
She has personally experienced how magical the medicines in that world are.
At that time, my mother was so ill that she was talking nonsense, but she took some medicine once and felt much better the next day.
During this epidemic, although the doctors, medicine boys, and apprentices in the hospital camp took very strict precautions, some people still contracted the disease, but she was completely fine.
This must be due to the magic medicine that my brother brought back.
There is also alcohol, which is also a magical thing. I believe it has played a huge role in medical treatment in another world, which is why it is so popular that my brother can buy it in ordinary pharmacies.
These medicines made her think of medicine.
Jun Qiulan was surprised, but not surprised.
"I'll find you some medical books in a few days."
He talked about what he saw and heard in the bookstore that day, and there was also a separate section for medical matters.
Jun Shuwan was surprised, "Brother doesn't object?"
"Why would I object to that? Wan'er has her own dream, and as her brother, I must support her. However, the medical skills and medicines there are like those of gods to this world. Wan'er will have to pay more attention in the future and figure out how to make everyone accept this unconventional medical technique."
"Wan'er understands." Jun Shuwan was moved.
She didn't dare mention it yesterday. Firstly, General Huo and Mr. Su were there, and she didn't dare to tell the truth.
Secondly, my parents might be worried. It’s one thing for me to study medicine, but I can also learn medical skills from another world.
In this world, there are not many women studying medicine, and the few female doctors who do exist only specialize in women's diseases. How many female doctors are there in the clinic?
Of course, studying medicine is a very long road, so when she said she wanted to learn from Mrs. Huo, it was not a lie.
She can't possibly go and treat people just because she has learned half a dozen medical skills, right?
Studying with Madam Huo was a path she had to take. She had to do some practical things here, which was also a way to take advantage of Madam Huo's influence. Otherwise, as a little girl, she wouldn't be able to display her abilities no matter how talented she was.
Only when she has her own name in the border town and the people and even the officers and soldiers trust her can her medical skills be put to good use.
Jun Qiulan smiled and touched Wan'er's head, "My little sister has really grown up."
Think further than him.
Jun Shuwan grumbled, "I'm a grown-up girl now. Brother can't touch my head anymore."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing.
Boys and girls sit at different tables after the age of seven, but he and Wan'er did not grow up together. It was only during their exile that they truly developed a brother-sister relationship, and he wanted to make up for the fact that he had not been by his side to take care of his younger sister.
Jun Qiulan took out a handful of candies from his sleeve pocket. He bought them specifically for his younger sister when he bought fruit today.
"Fifteen-year-old girls over there are only in middle school. They are little girls, so little girls need to eat more candy."
Jun Shuwan's face was hot.
She always felt that she had never loved sweets so much before.
Maybe the candies in another world taste better.
Jun Qiulan whispered again that there was a new tablet computer at home, which was inconvenient these days, and her younger sister probably hadn't seen it yet.
He said, "It's inconvenient for you to stay in the General's Mansion now. When you have made some achievements in the future, ask Madam Huo for a favor and have your own separate room. I will buy you one too."
Jun Shuwan had actually seen it before, and whispered, "Books and daily necessities are fine, but if this tablet were to be discovered, it would be the end. Let's not take the risk. Brother, download some medical videos to the tablet at home. I can study at home when I come back from vacation."
And this thing needs to be charged. How can it be charged in the general's mansion?
You can't bring ten or eight power banks with you, right?
Wouldn't that be conspicuous?
Jun Qiulan pondered: "Okay, let's talk about it later."
Jun Shuwan added, "I managed to coax Miao'er into taking the medicine this time, but Miao'er is a smart girl, and since she lives in the same room with me, I'm afraid she'll guess something."
"It doesn't matter. Even if I guess, I can't guess the real situation."
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed that such a world existed.
According to the poor imagination of the people here, it is even more unimaginable.
He added, "Our family has a debt of gratitude to theirs, and even though we have suspicions, we won't do anything."
They now have General Huo as their partial backer, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that they cannot offend them.
The family next door, a woman, a child, but they are all smart people.
Jun Shuwan nodded, "I thought so too, I just want to tell my brother first."
"The house at home will be built tomorrow. What are your ideas for your yard and room?"
Jun Shuwan couldn't help laughing, but she didn't hesitate and actually made some suggestions.
Jun Qiulan directly took the paper and pen on the table and wrote it down, "I will definitely satisfy Wan'er's request, and then buy her some nice little things from there."
Jun Shuwan sighed, "That world is so beautiful."
Jun Qiulan fell silent for a moment. When he had this opportunity and witnessed the beauty of that world, he had thought about bringing his entire family over. As long as they worked diligently, they would be able to gain a foothold in that world and escape the threats of this world.
But things went against his wishes. God favored him, but not completely. That time he brought a wild pheasant, and it died as soon as he went there.
It can be seen that this mysterious power did not favor his family.
He opened his mouth, "Maybe there will be a way later."
Jun Shuwan still smiled, "Okay, I just want to say a few words of emotion. Brother has been able to get this opportunity, which has brought great changes to the family. Don't force yourself to do too much. Let's go quickly. I still have a letter to write. Besides, we brothers and sisters have been talking in private. It's not good if others see us. You should go find your cousins."
"Okay, I'll pick you up later. You might have to talk to your cousins tonight."
"I know."
night.
In a small farmyard with closed doors.
Song Ting and Song Yan stared at the various fruits and the desk lamp in front of them with their eyes wide open.
Jun Qiulan and the others didn't explain either.
Song Xirong even cut the fruits into a fruit platter and put it on the table. "Try them all, they all taste good."
Song Ting took a long time to find his words again: "Is this a specialty fruit from the border town?"
But he had been wandering around the border town for several days and had never seen him.
Jun Qiulan stood up and said, "Cousin, cousin, what I am about to say is of great importance. Please do not tell anyone, otherwise our lives will be in danger."
Song Ting quickly raised his hand and said, "Then don't tell us."
They had previously guessed that their aunt and uncle's family might be hiding something from them, but they never asked and didn't think their aunt didn't trust them.
Times have changed, and everyone has to be careful and cautious to survive.
Song Ting said, "We are touched that our cousin Qiulan is willing to tell us two brothers, but since it involves everyone's names, it's better not to tell us."
Song Yan also said: "It must be a secret that carries both risks and opportunities. For things like this, the fewer people who know about it, the better."
Jun Qiulan and his family, you look at me and I look at you.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
I had thought of various situations before, but I had never thought of this situation.
"Well," Jun Qiulan said, "I wanted to tell you because I wanted you to make more money while doing business. Now I think as long as you can make money, it doesn't matter whether you know the truth or not. I'll have to trouble you, my cousin, to mediate with my grandparents."
My grandparents are old and have experienced such a storm, so let's not test their little hearts for the time being.
Let’s talk about it later.
Song Ting smiled and said, "Don't worry, cousin Qiulan. Let's talk about how to make money."
The goods they brought over this time were indeed sold at a high price in the border town.
However, the cost of traveling all the way is already a huge expense, and there are so many brothers waiting to share the money.
The two brothers did some accounting these days, and after dividing the bill, they actually didn't have much money left.
It would be good to earn more.
Now they still live in the ancestral house, and with so many people, it’s a little hard for them to move around.
I still have to rebuild the house later.
I don’t say it’s luxurious, but at least it should be livable.
Jun Qiulan returned to his room and took out a bag of sugar. "Cousin, what do you think will happen if we sell this to Jiangnan?"
Song Ting and Song Yan's eyes widened.
"Is this sugar? White sugar?"
Jun Qiulan gave them an affirmative look.
"Oh my god, if this quality of sugar is sold to a wealthy family in Jiangnan, a hundred taels of silver per pound will not be a problem." Song Ting really didn't know what to say.
There is absolutely no white sugar of such good quality on the market.
Song Yan added: "This item can indeed be sold at a high price, but the quantity shipped must not be too large."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "That's what I meant, Cousin Song Ting. Every time you come here, bring back a few kilograms of sugar. Don't sell it openly. Find a few suitable customers and sell it to them secretly. We can make money quietly."
Just circulate it directly into the market, they don’t think it’s too long.
Each time they only sell a few kilograms of products, and divide them among a few customers, so they can't make any splash in the market at all.
Furthermore, things are valuable because they are rare.
"That's a good idea," Song Ting said. "Since you can deliver the goods, we can sell some in Jiangnan and the towns we pass through can also consume some of them."
It's just a few kilograms, and if it's divided more loosely, it will be even less noticeable.
Song Yan added, "In fact, we can also sell it in Border Town, but we may not be able to get it at a very high price. If customers ask, we can also say that we bought it from other places at a high price."
Both ends can make money.
Jun Qiulan's eyes lit up. He had never thought of this method before.
They wanted to engage in reselling between the two circles, but their identities were not suitable, so they had not considered it before. They wanted to make more money, and it just happened that they wanted to take advantage of their cousins' business trips around the world, so the source of the goods could not be traced.
He had considered selling sugar over and over again.
Of course, there is white sugar in their world, but it is not cheap. Ordinary people cannot afford it, so they mostly eat malt sugar. Those who can afford white sugar are either rich or noble.
Compared to those good things that do not exist in this world, white sugar, which already exists, is naturally safer.
He sighed that his cousins were more business-minded.
That’s settled.
Song Ting sighed, feeling happy.
"Now my uncle and aunt are being taken care of by my cousin, and I have such a great opportunity. When I go back, I can explain everything to my parents and grandparents."
Song Xirong's eyes were slightly sore. "We can't help the family much now. This sugar business is just our way of showing filial piety. My parents are old, and I hope they can live a healthy and smooth life for the rest of their lives."
"Of course." Song Ting assured his aunt, "Dad, Mom, and my second uncle's family will take good care of Grandpa and his family. Don't worry too much, aunt. Now that Cousin Qiulan has a secret, you should be even more careful."
"I will know how to handle things properly." Jun Qiulan would never joke about the safety of his family.
Song Ting and his team will have to stay in the border town for a while. After selling the goods they brought with them, they will have to collect some goods from the border town and take them back to sell.
Jun Shuwan also talked about renting a shop in the border town.
Song Yan wanted to stay. It didn't matter if there were no goods in the shop. They could open the shop to receive goods, and then wait for Song Ting and others to come, replenish the goods, and take the received goods away.
After talking about this, he started talking about building a house.
Jun Qiulan didn't care and just left it to his father.
After everything was said and done, life became much easier.
The rice, flour, grain and oil they had hidden before can now be used again.
The family eats it by themselves and never lets outsiders see it.
Construction began on the vacant land next to it the next day.
Truckloads of construction materials were brought in.
Jun Qiulan also returned to the modern era.
The crew for the audition hasn't replied yet, so he doesn't know whether he passed or not, and he's too embarrassed to ask Teacher Ji Hong.
All I can do is wait patiently.
Master Qin has included the bricks, soil and necessary beams for the house.
All that’s missing is the cement that Jun Qiulan mentioned.
Jun Qiulan had been thinking about buying a few packs online.
As a result, the cement sold online has to be delivered by logistics, not express delivery.
It took him a while to understand the difference between logistics and express delivery.
This logistics usually transports large goods, and you need to pick up the goods at a designated location yourself before the courier can deliver them to your doorstep.
He tried to ask the seller if he could send it by express delivery.
In the end, they said it was okay, but the courier fee was very expensive. After calculating, the courier fee for the quantity he needed was higher than the price of cement, so he had to pay for it himself.
Only logistics is cost-effective.
Jun Qiulan thought about it and decided that since he had to get it back himself, he might as well go directly to the building materials market here to buy it.
When the time comes, just find a tricycle to bring it back.
He can also go and see the goods in person.
It also saves you from buying things online and occasionally buying the wrong product.
We have to pull this thing back and not let Uncle Hua see it, otherwise there will be no explanation.
Fortunately, Uncle Hua usually doesn’t come up.
Jun Qiulan specially decorated the rental house. She bought sheets, quilt covers and pillows online. The quality didn't seem to be very good, but the house finally looked like someone lived there.
It won’t be strange if someone comes again.
After checking the location of the building materials market, Jun Qiulan went out directly.
When he went out, Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua were not at home, so he thought about buying it back quickly and moving it upstairs.
As a result, I didn't walk far before I ran into Zhang Li, who had come to find him specifically.
"I called you last night, but why can't I get through again?" Zhang Li was also puzzled as he often couldn't contact people.
Jun Qiulan remained calm, "The cable car is now open. I went back to the mountains last night. Didn't Brother Zhang go out to look for work today?"
"It's like this. There's a small crew that knows you and I are familiar with each other. They have a role, but it doesn't have many scenes, and they want to ask if you would like to take it."
There was still some tension when I asked this question.
Jun Qiulan noticed it and most likely gained some benefits.
He didn't really object to it. People introducing him to a job were well-intentioned, and it was also human nature for him to seek benefits for himself.
"I wonder what the role is?" Jun Qiulan thought, Director Wang had not given the prepared answer yet.
But he couldn't wait forever.
Zhang Li breathed a sigh of relief. "To be honest with you, they said that if I could get you to take the role, they would also give me a small, well-known role. As for your part, it wasn't difficult. You played a playboy, but you were written off the screen after just a few episodes."
That should be a villain role, Jun Qiulan is very accepting of it, since it's all acting anyway.
However, this playboy's role...
He hesitated for a moment, "In this play, are there any scenes that are very intimate with girls?"
"You are quite feudal?" Zhang Li was relieved to see that he didn't get angry or blame him.
He knew that Jun Qiulan had his own traffic, and although it was not stable, those crews were happy to give him a small role with a few scenes. After all, he had a good-looking face, and the audience would find it pleasing to the eye.
But it’s different for him. It’s too difficult for him to take on a role with a name and a surname.
He said, "It's all acting anyway. You're a boy, so you won't be at a disadvantage. Why are you afraid of intimate scenes?"
Jun Qiulan felt a little uncomfortable, "Brother Zhang Li, don't forget, I'm still a Taoist priest."
Zhang Li hissed. Logically speaking, a playboy should have some interactions with girls.
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