"Girl Zhihuan, I'm your Uncle Wang. I've read your articles a long time ago, but I never expected that the famous writer Shen Zhihuan is actually the niece of a rough guy like me. When you're free, you must go to Uncle Wang's house. Uncle Wang will make you his most famous boiled pork slices. I guarantee you'll want to eat it again after eating it once."

Wang Dapao smiled gently, and it was not known whether he was afraid of scaring Shen Zhihuan or wanted to leave her the impression of a kind elder. Even his voice, which was usually octave high, was lowered by several degrees.

Several old men nearby got goose bumps after hearing this.

Zhou Youcheng, unwilling to be outdone, pushed Wang Dapao aside and approached Shen Zhihuan with a smile.

"Girl Zhihuan, I'm your Grandpa Zhou. Don't listen to that Wang Dapao. The boiled pork slices he cooked are all peppery, even dogs won't eat them. When you're free, go to Grandpa Zhou's house. The cooking skills of Grandpa Zhou's two grandsons are many times better than his. They can make braised pork and steamed sea bass..."

Before Zhou Youcheng could finish speaking, Wu Yunfei covered his chattering mouth. Although Zhou Youcheng was tall, he could not withstand Wu Yunfei's height advantage and was pulled aside in a few seconds.

"Girl Zhihuan, I'm your Grandpa Wu, and my grandson's name is Wu..."

"Zhihuan, Grandpa Qin liked the birthday present you gave him the other day. Next time you go to the county town, you must go to Grandpa Qin's house. Grandpa Qin will definitely show you his skills."

Shen Zhihuan looked at the old men in front of him and greeted them politely one by one.

When she heard Shen Zhilan calling her name seriously, she felt strange and thought that the girl had taken the wrong medicine today.

It turns out there are several huge Buddha statues guarding here.

It seems that both the Qian and Yang families know that the three masters of the Shen family are not ordinary people.

After dinner, Shen Zhihuan went straight back to the house, closed the door and locked it.

Thinking she had gone back to her room to write, the old men praised her again.

Although Mr. Shen didn't show it on his face, he was actually very happy in his heart.

Just as they were praising each other enthusiastically, they heard someone outside the courtyard gate shouting, "Zhihuan, is Zhihuan here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Qiuhua quickly responded, "Yes."

Xiao Weidong trotted over to knock on Shen Zhihuan's door.

Several old men who were chatting in the main room heard someone calling Shen Zhihuan outside the yard, and they all got up and went out to see what was going on.

When Shen Zhihuan came out, several old men were standing in a row at the gate of the courtyard.

"Zhihuan, I've only been to your house four times this month. I'll be satisfied when my daughter lets me go back once during work." The postman couldn't help but mutter as he took out letters, magazines and remittance slips from a canvas bag.

"My younger sister is going to do great things in the future. She won't look down upon my petty skills." Shen Zhihuan took the letter and remittance slip with a smile, and gave the magazine to the postman as usual.

"If earning a house in a month is a piece of cake, then how can I, who can't even earn a fraction of what you earn in a month, survive?" the postman grinned.

"When your little sister is on vacation, ask her to come and learn from you, and try to get my family a remittance slip from the capital."

"Okay! If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely learn from my younger sister and make progress together." Shen Zhihuan nodded with a smile.

The postman took out a large bag of candied haws from a canvas bag on the other side and stuffed it into Shen Zhihuan's hand. "This is what your aunt and younger sister learned to make. It doesn't look very good, but it tastes okay. Don't think it's ugly."

"I've been craving this for a long time, but I've never seen it sold here. Now I can finally enjoy it." Shen Zhihuan said as he took out a candied haws and bit off one.

It has a sweet and sour taste, and becomes more delicious the more you chew it.

"Uncle, wait for me." Shen Zhihuan handed the remaining candied haws to Xiao Weidong, turned around and trotted back to the house.

"Comrade, can you let me take a look at that magazine?" Wu Yunfei smiled at the postman.

Wu Yunfei took the magazine and quickly found the books written by Shen Zhihuan, such as "The Beast in My Heart Has Been Released", "The Ant Nest We Poked Together in Those Years", "I Forge Tomorrow with My Hot Blood", and "On the Practicality of Red Beans and Acacia"...

There are actually several articles of hers in one magazine.

"This girl is not simple!" Wu Yunfei became more and more frightened.

The sharp words, unique viewpoints and powerful words make people's blood boil when reading it.

He is so much better than those people under him who can only flatter him.

If this happened in ancient times, she would definitely be the top female scholar!

Wu Yunfei has the highest education among his comrades.

Seeing that he gave such a high evaluation, several people became more ambitious.

Shen Zhihuan dug out a few unworn, loli-style sweaters and jackets from the closet, packed them up, and stuffed a few big apples and oranges in there.

"Uncle, these are all given to my younger sister. Remember to say hello to my aunt for me." Shen Zhihuan stuffed the things into the postman's hands.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Then I won't be polite to you." The postman stuffed the big bundle into the canvas pocket beside him.

When Old Lady Qian saw Shen Zhihuan giving away large bags of things, she felt so sad that she kept cursing him for being a spendthrift in her heart.

At this season, there is no hill that cannot yield a few baskets of hawthorns.

If someone gave her a few bunches of hawthorns, she would give them a bag that big.

How could there be such a fool in the world? !

She is so stupid that even if her family has mountains of gold and silver, it won't be enough to cause trouble for her.

"Zhihuan girl, are you interested in coming to work in Grandpa Wu's office? As long as you come, Grandpa Wu will immediately make you a regular employee and pay you according to the standards for cadres. How about 70 yuan a month? There aren't many things to do in the office, and it won't interfere with your writing. The most important thing is that with Grandpa Wu here, no one dares to bully you." Wu Yunfei directly threw out an olive branch.

These conditions startled several old men nearby.

Wu Yunfei is the most knowledgeable among them, but also the most stingy.

When I drank with them, nine out of ten times I just drank for free. The only time he blocked me at home, I had no choice but to reluctantly take out his collection of many years.

Now……

It costs seventy yuan at a time.

It’s really not easy!

You know, two years ago, his grandson went to work for him and was only paid the most basic salary...

Thirty dollars.

Yang Zhongyi had worked in the factory for more than ten years. He had given countless gifts, smiled countless smiles, and said countless flattering words that even he himself found disgusting, before he finally became the workshop director of a production workshop. At the end of the month, he only earned about thirty or forty yuan.

"The conditions offered by Grandpa Wu are indeed very tempting, but I am used to being casual, so I'd better not go and cause trouble for Grandpa Wu." Shen Zhihuan politely refused.

She now wishes she could split every minute into ten, so how could she have the energy to go to work? (End of this chapter)