Chapter 12
"Where did you get so much money? Give it to me!" Aunt Fu said with a long face.
"Don't even think about it! Mom, haven't you seen the national news? The government is now strongly supporting the private economy and encouraging everyone to start their own businesses. There aren't many restrictions in terms of policies and laws. As more people start doing this, various regulations will come out. I've experienced this wave of benefits before, don't you know that? The market isn't saturated yet, but some minor regulations are starting to appear. If we don't make some money before then, are we going to be exhausted by all the rules and regulations later? Mom, you work so hard every day, do you think it's worth it for that little bit of money? I certainly don't think it is. Your income is not proportional to your efforts."
Fu's mother was stunned by Fu Le's words. She had never thought that her daughter was sensible. In the past few days, she didn't know what was wrong with her. Suddenly, she seemed to have grown up. She could cook, and she even knew how to worry about the health of her family members and was thinking about the family's business.
She stared blankly at her daughter's still slightly chubby face. Her daughter was already 16 years old. She had grown up, learned to think independently, and started to consider things for the family.
Compared to Fu Ma's shock, Old Fu was gratified. His daughter was starting to resemble him, how could he not be happy?
It's just a shop. Although he has already refused, as a father, I have to find a way to help my daughter achieve her determination. Besides, it's not a bad thing.
That night, Fu Le slept soundly, but for the first time in years, the couple did not fall asleep while arguing. Instead, they talked for half the night about their child and future plans.
The next morning, before eight o'clock, Fu Le was dragged to the county by Old Fu.
When Fu Le was fully awake, he was already sitting in Wu Jing's house with Old Fu.
"Hahaha... Old Fu, look at you, your vision is even worse than your daughter's. I was planning to come see you again today, but you've finally come to your senses. All these years, you're still so stubborn about saving face, what a lousy person! Lele, I'm praising you, your thinking is right! Uncle Wu's shop may be small, but it's right in the center of West Street. Your aunt used to run a small shop there, and it made a lot of money. If you open a butcher shop, it won't be bad either. If Uncle Wu hadn't been transferred, your dad, that idiot, wouldn't have gotten a chance. And he's so ungrateful. Humph!"
“Uncle Wu, my dad has been your comrade-in-arms for many years, you know him very well. Please don’t be angry with him, Uncle Wu. This is wildflower honey, it’s very good for your health, and this milk tastes very good, it’s all fresh, and the shelf life is three days.” Fu Le presented two bottles of honey and ten bottles of milk as gifts.
"Oh, honey! That's wonderful! Your aunt loves honey water. This milk is good too. But what's with this bottle...?"
Old Fu smiled as he sipped his tea, watching his daughter interact and chat with her comrades. She acted like a grown-up, which was quite amusing. His daughter, Lele, had suddenly become sensible; he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Wu Jing is fifty years old this year and is currently the second-in-command of the industry and commerce department.
It seems that, apart from Lao Fu not pursuing a political career, his comrades-in-arms in the county town all work in government agencies. No wonder Lao Fu is unwilling to take the house; it's probably due to his inferiority complex.
They originally came to rent a place, but unexpectedly they bought it. However, with Wu Jing's help, they managed to get all the transfer procedures and the necessary permits and licenses for opening the shop done in one day.
Fu Le: !!!
Is this what they mean by "having someone in high places makes things easier"?
Wow, that's awesome, Lao Fu! I had no idea you were this good!
Fu Le obtained the property certificate, which was registered in Fu Le's name, but the person in charge of the shop was Fu Le's mother.
Fu Le did not participate in dinner, because Wu Jing had invited other comrades over, and Old Fu was left to eat and drink with them.
When Fu Le held up the freshly issued property certificate to his mother, her smile stretched almost to the roots of her ears.
"Girl, you own a house now, that's great. But why did your dad put the house in your name?"
"It was my request." She knew her parents all too well; one was a spendthrift, and the other couldn't hold onto money.
"Why? Aren't your parents' money yours too?" Fu's mother didn't understand; the little girl had suddenly figured out how to make money.
"Mom, let me analyze the two of you. Dad squanders all his assets, and you, he gives you money, then turns around and asks for it back. You've never been able to hold onto it. You've even managed to get your money out of your savings account. This isn't the first or second time, is it?"
Fu Ma: That seems to make sense. Her daughter pointed it out, and she got a little angry. Of course, she was angry at the old man. Every time he gave the family some money, he would take it away within three days.
“Every time it wasn’t because your dad was being unreasonable or throwing a tantrum that I gave it to him.”
"So, one of you can't control your extravagance, and the other can't hold onto your assets. From now on, all the family's fixed assets will be in my name. This is to prevent Dad from mortgaging them."
Although she is still a minor, she cannot mortgage the property if her father doesn't hold the property certificate.
Fu's mother was speechless after Fu Le's words, because they were all true.
In any case, the fact that the family suddenly acquired a house today without spending any money is a fantastic thing. Qi Hua happily killed a chicken, all thanks to Fu Le. Both legs and wings belong to Fu Le.
On Sunday morning, Fu Le got up at seven o'clock. Fu Le's mother was still cooking porridge. "Huh? Fu Le, isn't this your wake-up time?"
Fu Le never gets up before 11 a.m. on weekends.
"Mom, I'm going to the market in town today." Fu Le knew there was a market today from the old lady next door. She was going to buy a small suction machine and a tube. She also planned to buy a sealing machine and disposable plastic cups. From now on, she would use plastic cups for milk. Glass bottles were too expensive. Of course, for customers like Uncle Jiang's family, glass bottles could be recycled, so they would continue to use glass.
"Don't ride away on your bicycle, I need to go to the county later," Aunt Fu reminded her first.
"Okay, I'll take the bus. Mom, I bought you a thermos and filled it with water, don't forget to take it." Bicycles cost five or six hundred yuan each these days, and Fu Le didn't have enough money.
"I understand." Her daughter's sudden maturity caught Fu's mother off guard, though she was still adjusting. But she was very happy.
The Wu family.
Wu Jing woke up from his hangover and stretched, "Ah, that feels good..." This was the first time he hadn't had a headache after a night of drinking. He had blacked out the whole night and didn't even remember how Lao Fu got home.
"Old Wu, your hangover soup is ready. Wash up and have some," his wife Liu Xin called from outside.
After washing up and going outside, I saw my wife carrying dishes out of the kitchen.
Liu Xin had expected to see her husband exhausted from a hangover, but to her surprise, he was in excellent spirits this time, even more so than usual. "Hey? Doesn't your head hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. I was wondering why you gave me hangover soup last night?" Wu Jing also found it amazing. He woke up today feeling particularly energetic, something that hadn't happened in a long time. He had been suffering from insomnia for several years, but he slept exceptionally well last night.
"Hangover soup? No?" Liu Xin was taken aback at first, but then she remembered something. "I made you several cups of honey water. Hey, where did those two big bottles of honey on the cabinet come from?" Last night, her husband came home drunk, vomited badly, and was completely listless. In her panic, she saw the honey and didn't have time to think. She tasted it to make sure it was honey and made a cup for her husband. Who knew that this guy would get addicted to it and drink three cups before calming down. After that, she simply washed him up and put him to bed.
"Honey water? Let me see."
"Dad, why didn't you go out today?" Wu Xuan got up and saw his father, who was often elusive, at home. He was pleasantly surprised and pounced on his father, hooking his arms around his neck and shaking him.
Wu Jing, who was being squeezed so tightly by his tall son that he could barely stand, chuckled and patted his son's head. "Where's Xiao Jian? Still not up?"
"Not up yet, sleeping like a log." Wu Xuan gave his younger brother a disdainful look before going to wash up.
"Who said I wasn't up? I'm up now! You're the one who's sleeping like a dead pig, you fat pig!" Wu Jian's hoarse voice came out, clearly annoyed that his brother always said he slept like a pig.
"You're not a pig, you can't be woken up by thunder while you're sleeping." With a mouthful of foam, Wu Xuan leaned out and shouted loudly.
"Wu Lengzi, say that again!!" Seeing that a fight between the brothers was about to break out, Liu Xin quickly stopped them, "Go wash up, it's time to eat!"
"Hey, Lao Liu, this honey tastes really good, just a bit too sweet." Wu Jing said, making himself a cup of honey water. He added that it felt very soothing to his stomach.
"Let me try some." The couple shared a cup and both liked the taste of the honey.
"This bottle probably weighs two or three pounds, maybe not three pounds, it's really good. Ask Lao Fu later where his Lele bought it, let's buy more and take it to the city."
"Alright."
The reason the honey was excessively sweet was for one reason only: Fu Le added commercially available honey, a 15:1 blend. There was no other way; the original honey formula was just too potent. Drinking it was like getting a shot of adrenaline, restoring energy incredibly quickly. Fu Le would put the honey in a teapot for his parents, using a small rice spoon about the size of a thumb. Half a spoonful would fill a teapot of water. If it was a little more concentrated, the effect would be even more pronounced. You had to be careful.
Giant meat doesn't have any magical properties; it's just tender and juicy, and tastes good no matter how you cook it. Last night, I made braised pork, and even Lao Fu, who doesn't like meat much, ate a pound of it. She and Fu's mother each ate half a pound.
Vegetables, on the other hand, have a particularly good laxative effect, which is probably effective for detoxification. In general, the food of the giants is all good stuff, and milk should also have a strengthening effect. Apart from meat, she doesn't plan to sell any of her supplies. She will only use them as gifts or for her own consumption. If she encounters someone who knows their stuff, such as someone in her network like Lao Fu, she is willing to sell some of them.
Fu Le's first stop was the trade city, where he bought a chainsaw, a regular saw, several good-quality boning knives, a cleaver, a suction pump and water pipe, a sealing machine, disposable plastic cups, plastic lids for the sealing machine, four large stainless steel barrels, and some other miscellaneous items.
In total, he spent over four hundred, leaving Fu Le with less than one hundred in his account.
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