Chapter 471 Smuggling Plan 1
"Have someone prepare a table of food and some wine. Wait for that Le Si to come over and see if we can make the deal. If not, we'll have to follow the second plan. Also buy some iron nails to use as hidden weapons, and see if we can find some small stones that are harder." Ziyi said while tapping the table lightly.
Wang Hongjun went into the room and made a phone call, asking someone to send food over at 7 o'clock. He came out and said worriedly, "Brother, are you really going out? I heard it's really chaotic over there, and people are killing people with knives at any time."
Ziyi said nonchalantly: "I know this. It is only when there is chaos that one can fish in troubled waters. Don't worry, we will pay attention."
Wang Hongjun still wanted to persuade him, but seeing that Ziyi had made up his mind, he gave up.
He said, "Why don't you buy a wooden gun and take it with you? If you run into someone with a wooden gun, you can use it against them."
"No, I have the nails and other things you bought for me, as well as those hard little stones. If used well, they are no worse than wooden warehouses. You should practice more often. If you practice well, you will get unexpected benefits."
"Okay, I'll practice more. We can't use the wooden warehouse here, so it's really convenient to have those."
"It's convenient, but don't get anyone killed, or no one will be able to protect you."
"I know, big brother. I seem to have developed some energy from the internal skills you gave me. I wonder if this is what you call internal energy?"
"Really? Come, let me touch it."
Ziyi put his hand on Wang Hongjun's hand, calmed down, and slowly injected his Qi into Wang Hongjun's meridians. Feeling it carefully, he found that there was indeed a tiny amount of Qi flowing in the meridians.
"You have really developed some energy through your practice. Although it is very thin, just a trace, it shows that you have practiced in the right way and found the right feeling. It seems that you really have a talent for martial arts."
"Thank you, brother!"
"You don't need to thank me. That technique is not mine. It belongs to Master Yi Ke. If you want to thank someone, thank Yi Ke."
"I know, but if Sister Yike didn't give you face, she wouldn't teach me, so I still have to thank you."
Ziyi and Wang Hongjun then seriously discussed the future development plan in the south city and what goods to buy to sell in the north.
The person Wang Hongjun wants to thank is Meng Zhougong.
After Yike bought some things, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. He slept until dark.
"Yike, Yike, get up, we are going out to eat." Seeing that Yike was sleeping so soundly, Congfei felt a little regretful that she had taken Yike to buy clothes in the afternoon. She should have waited for Yike to rest for a day before going.
"Aunt Fei, what time is it? Have I slept for a long time?" Yike opened his eyes and asked in a daze.
Cong Fei stepped away from the bed and sat on a chair beside it, saying, "You were sleeping so soundly that I had to call you several times before I could wake you up. It's five o'clock now, and Yuan'er's father has returned."
Yi Ke cried out "Ah" and quickly sat up, saying as he put on his clothes: "Aunt Fei should have woken me up earlier. I was still sleeping when uncle came back. It was so rude."
"Wear that, that skirt," Cong Fei said, "If I wasn't afraid that you would be hungry, I wouldn't want to wake you up seeing that you were sleeping so soundly."
Yike put on the skirt, Congfei helped Yike adjust the hem of the skirt, then circled around Yike and praised, "It looks really good, so beautiful."
I didn't care whether she was praising my skirt or me. I just found a pair of shoes and put them on. I felt like I finally looked like a girl.
Once you travel through time, you will basically wear long pants, and you won’t wear skirts even in summer.
It’s not that she didn’t have any clothes. There was a skirt among the clothes her mother Zhong Qixin bought for her, but it was inconvenient for her to wear it in the mountains.
If she really wore it, it was guaranteed that within ten steps out of the door, the hem of her skirt would be pulled by the enthusiastic long grass, bushes, etc., so this was her first time wearing a skirt, and the old woman's heart was rejuvenated.
The girl's heart finally came back. Yi Ke happily spun and danced in the room, stunning Cong Fei who was standing next to her.
"Aunt Fei, Aunt Fei."
"Ah, Yike, I didn't expect you could dance so beautifully."
"Aunt Fei, this is very simple, just jump casually."
"You are such a modest child. You look so good just by dancing casually. If you hadn't left so quickly, I would like to take you to the circle to meet the daughters of those people."
"Later, there will be opportunities later. Let's go, Aunt Fei, don't keep uncle waiting anxiously."
"It's okay to ask him to wait, but Ziyi hasn't come back yet."
The two of them went downstairs while talking, and Yi Ke saw a middle-aged man in a gray Zhongshan suit. The man was sitting there reading a newspaper. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and an aura of majesty without even being angry came over him.
"Uncle Han!" Yi Ke stood upright and called respectfully.
"Yike, please sit down. Would you like some tea?" Uncle Han asked with a smile. His majesty was restrained and he seemed a little more approachable.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Yike first served tea to Uncle Han Zhan, then served a cup of tea to Congfei Zhan, and finally poured some for himself.
"The tea smells so good." Yi Ke took a small sip and praised.
"Do you like it? If so, ask your aunt to bring some back for you when you go back." Uncle Han said.
"I like it, but you don't need to take it back. We are working at home. When we are thirsty, I drink a whole cup of tea in one gulp. If we drink tea like this, it would be like a cow chewing a peony. It's a waste."
One can politely decline.
"Haha, okay, you speak quite honestly. Let your Aunt Fei take you around tomorrow. There are still many attractions here to see. I'll let Lao Niu drive you around." Uncle Han arranged.
"Uncle Han, thank you. We are leaving tomorrow and we will come to see it next time. Besides, Aunt Fei took me shopping in the afternoon and bought a lot of things. Look, this set I am wearing was bought in the afternoon." Yike said.
Uncle Han said, "It's a rare opportunity for you to come here, so you can spend a few more days here. I heard that your husband is a factory manager?"
"Yes, he's the director of our county machinery factory. He came here this time to see if there are any machines that can be bought. The production line in their factory is very old." Yike explained.
"Then he may have made a wasted trip. As far as I know, almost all factories want production lines. Even if they have new ones, they are reluctant to eliminate the old ones. Many of our machines and equipment are still imported, which is too expensive. So they won't sell old equipment, and your man probably won't be able to buy it." Uncle Han analyzed.
Yike showed a disappointed look, Congfei hurriedly comforted him: "There will always be opportunities in the future. I'll ask Yuan'er to keep an eye out. As long as there is a factory for sale, I'll notify you immediately."
"Thank you." Yi Ke thanked.
Han Yuan came in from the door, shouting that she was hungry, "Mom, is Dad back? I'm so hungry!"
Han Yuan yelled as she lowered her head to change her shoes...
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