As a doctor, the salary is not low, but it is unrealistic to save enough money to buy a house.
Daily living expenses and social interactions are a huge expense; if you want to go further, social interactions are absolutely indispensable.
"Yuxiu, can I borrow more from you? Counting in interest." She blushed at the suggestion. He took off a piece of something from his neck, its original color barely visible, and handed it to her. "I know this is excessive, but I don't have anything to pledge. This is the only jade my father gave me. He said it's from the Warring States Period, and it's very rare nowadays. Jade isn't worth much, but it's the only thing I have to pledge."
Zhong Yuxiu didn't answer, but asked, "How much do you want to borrow?"
"Ten thousand." Gritting her teeth, Zhong Yuan decided to go all out and do it all at once. "I'm borrowing a lot, so you decide the interest. My monthly salary is fifty-three and eighty yuan. I'll keep thirteen and eighty yuan for living expenses and the fees for the favors I receive online. The rest will go towards paying off the debt."
"Ten thousand is a good amount. It'll buy you a plot of land, and you can even buy a nice house in the city. It's quite good. I'll lend it to you, and you don't need to mortgage it." This was one of her best friends she met at medical school, and she didn't want to test anyone's character with money. "When you go back, have your friends and my friends here, and have two village officials witness it. We'll just write an IOU, and every month when you pay it back, we'll sign a repayment certificate. This will last until the money is paid off. You can bring all the repayment certificates back in exchange for the IOU."
Zhong Yuan was moved and hugged her, "Good sister."
"You'll have to work hard from now on." As a top-performing doctor, she was assigned as an intern upon graduation; she'd been working for six months and was now a full-time doctor. With continued hard work, her position would only rise, and her work would increase accordingly. It was only a matter of time before she repaid the debt.
After the matter was finalized, Zhong Yuan felt relieved, but at the same time, she felt a lot of pressure; ten thousand yuan was not a small amount of money, and she definitely could not come up with it. She would pay it back slowly, and she could pay it off in more than ten years.
She is still young and has worked hard for more than ten years. She will have a good life for the rest of her life.
"I will work hard." Her next goal is to get promoted and have a raise in salary. Only with continuous salary increases can she live a good life.
After the matter was finalized, Zhong Yuxiu led the people to continue to follow the main group. The scenery in the mountains was beautiful and the air was fresh. The people who came were very excited at the beginning of climbing the mountain, and now they are full of joy. It was finally worth the trip.
Near noon, a group of people went down the mountain together. On the way, they picked a lot of mushrooms, wild vegetables and other mountain products. They passed by a bamboo forest with long tender bamboo tips. A southerner who knew this thing asked everyone to go up and pluck them.
After peeling the tender bamboo tips, stir-fry them with meat and they are especially fragrant, even more fragrant than large bamboo shoots.
However, this thing has more skin than meat and is difficult to take care of. In the south, no one would eat it unless the family is really in financial difficulty. There are hairs in the bamboo forest, and it will cause unbearable itching if it gets on your body.
"We've managed to get so much without realizing it," a girl who had come with Zhong Yuan was surprised to find their frantic shopping spree a bit excessive. She turned to look at Zhong Yuxiu, who was still smiling, holding a few tender bamboo shoots in her hands.
Zhong Yuxiu said, "Take these home and peel them and stir-fry them with shredded pork tonight. Since you're here, we can try them together and see how they taste."
"Okay." Zhong Yuan continued, easing the discomfort of everyone present.
Next, everyone went down the mountain chatting and laughing. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they looked back at the mountain they had just climbed, feeling reluctant to leave.
Things in the mountains have no owner, so whatever you find is yours; living in the city, you can't buy anything without money. Compared with the situation a few years ago when you couldn't even buy anything even if you needed a ticket, it is much better now. However, the economic situation also limits their living conditions.
When we got home, we felt embarrassed to have everyone over to eat plain rice, so we volunteered to help peel a bunch of tender bamboo tips. More hands means more power, and we finished the work in less than an hour. The tender bamboo tips were really tender, the kind that would ooze out water when you pinched them.
Two colanders were filled to the brim, the largest kind.
"My God, we are so good at breaking bamboo." The tips of young bamboo are easy to break. If you pick the right one, you can pick one in each hand.
Because they are so easy to break, they become adept at it after a few tries; seeing so many tender bamboo tips in the bamboo forest, they can't help but become addicted to breaking them, which is why there are so many of them.
"I'll make some tonight, and each of you can take some back to eat. Wild mountain products are a dish after all." As soon as Zhong Yuxiu started talking, everyone smiled happily. Don't ask, the answer is that the young bamboo shoots are really tender! They are very good for stir-frying with meat.
These tender bamboo tips cannot be seen in the city.
"Comrade Zhong, Comrade Yan, thank you." Someone took the lead in expressing gratitude, and the others echoed, "Yes, thank you first, these are all delicious dishes; I wonder how they will be used when I take them back."
Zhong Yuxiu smiled and didn't take it to heart; some things are better to see through than to say them out loud, as long as you understand them in your heart.
"Rushan, pick up a few pounds and send them to the kitchen, and bring some oil paper to wrap them. Divide them first and put them in the car. Everyone remember to get their share when they get off the car." After Zhong Yuxiu finished speaking, Yan Rushan casually picked up four or five pounds and walked towards the kitchen.
These young bamboo tips are big and plump, and a few of them weigh about a pound; they can't be compared with bamboo shoots in size, but they are definitely top-quality among the young bamboo tips.
Both the tenderness and color are first-class.
After a while, Yan Rushan brought over a stack of oil-paper bags. Zhong Yuxiu and Yan Rushan called on everyone to help fill them. Each bag was filled to the brim, and when they left, they took their own. The weights were roughly the same, with little difference. If someone got a little more, they were lucky. If they were unlucky, that was fine; the weights didn't differ much.
After the tender bamboo shoots were divided, it was time for dinner. This time, two tables were set up; they were large round tables, not octagonal tables.
An octagonal table can be used at home, but when there are many people, a large round table must be used, otherwise it will be too troublesome.
Zhong Yuan looked at the food on the table and her mouth was watering. The dishes were colorful, fragrant and delicious; there were meat, vegetables and soup, which showed that a lot of thought had been put into them.
Everyone took their seats. There were two large tables that were more than enough for everyone, and the children had a separate table.
Some people just pick up their chopsticks and start eating, shouting to others to eat faster while they eat; these actions are really indecent, and it is an exaggeration to say that they are uncultured. It is true that they have no manners.
"Eat, eat, don't be polite, just treat yourself as if you're at home." Yan Guofeng spoke at the right time, picking up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes.
Those who hadn't started eating at their table smiled and nodded, picked up their chopsticks and started eating; no matter what, the food was really delicious, and after lunch, everyone's mouths were full of oil.
Zhong Yuan kept picking up dishes and nodded with satisfaction. She didn't eat in a rude manner, but she was quite quick when she picked up her chopsticks.
This shows how popular Feng Zheng's craftsmanship is.
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