"You, you, you..." Uncle Li spoke incoherently, his whole body trembling.
At this time, the photographer had already left and was pointing the camera at Yang Xiaoli, who was sweating profusely.
As someone who had worked in the countryside before, she quickly became proficient after the initial awkwardness. She drove the oxen while holding the plow, shoveling up the soil to just the right thickness.
In the camera, everyone could only see the two people under the tree from a distance.
Yan Mofei was smiling, and the old man was shaking like a sieve, as if he was looking at something scary.
"My last name is Yan." Yan Mofei added.
Then, Uncle Li stood up and said, "You, you are from the Yan family! You are the one who invested in me ten years ago!"
There were faint tears in his eyes.
"You're so young!"
Yan Mofei smiled and said, "Well, I was indeed young at that time, but I have always had a good eye for business."
Of course, Uncle Li knew this, because more than half of the people in this village belonged to the Yan family. Not to mention the village, even in the county town, most of the businesses were also owned by the Yan family.
It can be said that without the Yan family, their county would not have the current development momentum.
It was the Yan family that invested and supported the development of all culture and industries here, so that they had the time and energy to do better and do what they wanted to do.
The Yan family is very strict, yet very relaxed. They are strict about product quality, but relaxed about money; as long as they need it, money will continue to flow in.
The quality of the products has improved, but they don’t care whether they make money or not.
Back then, he wanted to use this entire hilltop to grow medicinal herbs, not only to benefit his own village, but also to be able to grow the herbs he carefully cultivated on a large scale, conduct better research, and pass on these techniques.
Unfortunately, we are willing but unable to do so. Some medicinal materials are precious and have strict requirements on weather, temperature, soil, fertilizer, etc.
He clearly had the technology, had found a good location, and the villagers were willing to help him cultivate the land. But he was troubled by a lack of financial support.
When some business owners heard that the herb was a long-lived medicinal herb that required continuous investment, and that Uncle Li's original intention was to make high-quality herbs affordable for everyone, while maintaining quality without inflating prices, they became very unhappy and refused to invest.
When he was at his wit's end, a man found him, listened to what he said and said he would go back to report.
Mr. Li thought his money was all in vain. But less than a week after he returned, the other party brought him good news. The next day, they brought him funds and told him to go ahead and do it.
After asking, Mr. Li found out that the investor’s surname was Yan.
He had always wanted to meet Boss Yan, but his business was so big that he simply didn't have time to come to their small place.
He never expected that today he finally saw it with his own eyes, but he was so mean and disgusted with the other person, and even rolled his eyes several times.
In the camera, Uncle Li fell to his knees with a thud and was about to kowtow. Yan Mofei was so scared that he stood up quickly and supported him.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
"My benefactor, you are my benefactor! Without you, I wouldn't have a medicinal field. It's my fault for not recognizing my benefactor."
"I want to kowtow to you to repay your kindness."
Uncle Li was in tears and said he would kowtow again.
Yan Mofei was at a loss for words. In his words, it was just a small investment matter, but in the eyes of Uncle Li, he became a benefactor.
He forcibly pulled Uncle Li up and said, "Let's not do this. You are already so old. If you kowtow to me, won't that shorten my lifespan?"
If he accepted it, being scolded would be the least of his worries, as he would feel uncomfortable about it.
He should have been on guard against that kneeling just now.
"You are my benefactor."
Yan Mofei shushed him, "I'm recording a show. It's so embarrassing for you to expose me to the camera like this."
Uncle Li glanced at the camera lens, then slowly started to move towards it. "I'm going to smash that big machine."
Yan Mofei was stunned and quickly grabbed him.
"You'd better sit down. This machine costs over 100,000 yuan."
Uncle Li was stunned for a moment: "It's so expensive, then I won't smash it?"
"No, no." Yan Mofei looked at Uncle Li sitting down, and then he felt relieved.
Seeing that there was more content here, the cameraman hurried over again.
When he turned the camera to Uncle Li and Yan Mofei again, he saw that Uncle Li, who had previously looked at the two with disgust and rolled his eyes, had become a completely different person.
Not only did he have a smile on his face, he also peeled grapes for Yan Mofei with his trembling hands. Yan Mofei refused and he was still not happy.
It really opened everyone's eyes.
"In just a short while, Yan Mofei has subdued me?"
"That's cruel, too cruel. Did he bribe me with money?"
"He was rolling his eyes before, but now he's peeling the grapes himself. Could it be that his core has been replaced?"
"How terrifying! I just saw him kneeling before Mo Fei. What kind of master-servant drama is this?"
"I'm so curious now. I want to know what happened to the old man?"
"Live broadcast, live broadcast! How could you miss such a great show? Is there a cameraman off duty today?"
Everyone was extremely curious, but neither Yan Mofei nor Uncle Li wanted to explain. They were just chatting and helping each other, looking quite happy.
I hadn't watched the previous live broadcast, so when I first came in I thought the two were grandfather and grandson, they had such a good relationship.
Yan Mofei would feed Yang Xiaoli some fruit or let her drink some water from time to time.
"Rest when you're tired, don't try to be tough."
Yang Xiaoli happily wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Boss, please stay away from me. My sweat will drip onto your clothes."
"If you're hungry, just tell me and I'll go back and make you something delicious."
"I'll go ask you about medicinal food later, um..."
Yan Mofei stuffed the banana in his hand into her mouth and said seriously, "Eat your banana, don't give me these useless things."
Niu Shuan was grazing nearby, and Yang Xiaoli had a constant smile on her face. Her hands were rubbed red from the effort.
Uncle Li refused to be carried by Yang Xiaoli or Yan Mofei, so the two of them carried him on their left and right.
This was so embarrassing that Uncle Li had no choice but to let Yan Mofei carry him instead. Yang Xiaoli skipped along in front, occasionally taking the wrong path, only for Yan Mofei to quickly step forward and pull him back to the right position by his collar.
Uncle Li pointed at Yang Xiaoli in front of him and said, "My benefactor, you and this girl are more than just a superior and a subordinate, right? I see you care about her so much, could she be my future boss's wife?"
Yan Mofei coughed lightly and said, "Master, although you are old, you can't talk nonsense."
Grandpa Li tilted his head, looked at Yan Mofei, then at Yang Xiaoli, and snorted, "I am an old man who is very accurate in judging people. I never speak nonsense."
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