Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan half-truthfully said: "If there are such good things in the future, I will ask my uncle to keep them for me. I will be the first to notify Sister Hui that you can come and see the goods."

Sister-in-law Hui immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for your words."

In the evening, the four people reached a consensus on the purchase and sale.

Zhang Xuan glanced at his uncle secretly, and then took the lead to express his position: "Uncle, we don't have enough money this time, so I decided to ask for a small amount first."

Ruan Dezhi asked, "How much is it for a small half?"

Zhang Xuan patted the bulging canvas bag and said, "Let's get 25,000 pieces first. My wife Hui and I only have enough money to buy this amount."

When she heard that she had purchased 25,000 pieces, Mrs. Hui was stunned. She subconsciously glanced at the full canvas bag. She had never thought that there was so much money in it.

Sister-in-law Hui calculated in her mind, must this be double digits? 110,000?

Although she had doubts at a certain moment, she thought that this guy was a writer at a young age and had the ability to make money.

Moreover, the scene at the train station in the morning also left a deep impression on her. Zhang Xuan was very calm and responsible when facing the crowded pickpockets.

Thinking about this, Hui's wife felt that her uncle's family really had a powerful character. At this age, he not only made money but also had a lot of money. She couldn't judge it with common sense.

As soon as her thoughts wandered around, she felt relieved. Why did she have to think so much?

You have to rely on this younger brother to make a fortune, so why do you have the right to think so much?

The more goods you buy, the better it will be for you. This is a good thing Hui's wife hopes to see.

Ruan Dezhi cooperated and said: "25,000 pieces, do you bring all the cash?"

Zhang Xuan grinned and patted the bulging canvas bag again.

Ruan Dezhi glanced at the bag and was silent for four or five seconds. Later, he said just right: "You come home with me tonight. I don't trust you with so much money outside. It's not peaceful in this area at night." "

Those were the words that were needed, and the cooperation was beautiful. Zhang Xuan silently praised the uncle and echoed: "Okay, I was also going to visit my aunt and cousin Manjing."

The two asked and answered each other. They didn't read the script beforehand, but they performed a perfect play.

Originally, there were only 11,000 in the bag, of which 3,000 was borrowed from Yonemi.

But this did not stop Zhang Xuan from pulling off the tiger's skin and stuffing it with miscellaneous things before setting off, pretending to cost more than a hundred thousand.

He doesn't care whether Mrs. Hui believes it or not, as long as the appearance is perfect and you don't expose me on the spot, you have to believe it even if you don't believe it.

Zhang Xuan didn't mean to deceive his sister-in-law, wasn't he really short of money?

The college entrance examination is coming soon, don’t you want to be in trouble?

It’s also a way to standardize your deserved benefits, isn’t it?

That's right, Hui's sister-in-law's interests were not reduced. Zhang Xuan acted upright and as a matter of course.

He was also sure that Mrs. Hui would not foolishly ask to see his money.

In this case, everyone can get along in terms of face, and both sides will benefit afterwards. It's a good situation for everyone, even a fool knows what to do, and a fool knows what to do.

But to put it another way, Hui's wife is crazy and wants to look at her own money, so she can only show her cards.

Everyone will either make a one-time transaction, or simply not do it with you. Zhang Xuan takes the goods back to Shao City to sell them by himself. It is at best a hard work and a waste of time, but he is still confident that he can sell it. After all, he also worked part-time in his previous life. After so many years of foreign trade, my ability to negotiate business may not be that strong, but I think it’s not bad either.

After reaching a verbal agreement, Zhang Xuan and Hui Sao immediately ordered 25,000 pieces of clothing and placed them in a corner of the warehouse. Clothes, pants, jackets, and underwear were all properly matched, which they would transport tomorrow.

After everything was settled and they left the customs warehouse, Ruan Dezhi invited Hui's wife and daughter to visit her home.

But Mrs. Hui was very discerning and declined with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan told Hui's wife, "Tomorrow I will be responsible for taking the goods out of the customs. Hui's wife, please contact your cousin and arrange for the goods to be transported to Shao City by train as soon as possible."

Sister-in-law Hui said neatly: "Okay"

This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two. The confiscated materials from the customs must pass through Zhang Xuan's hands, and he can only pass through his hands.

Because this involves the price of the goods, Hui's wife cannot be known.

So two smart people have a tacit understanding here.

After accompanying Hui's wife and her daughter to settle down in a hotel on the street, Zhang Xuan said goodbye and followed Ruan Dezhi with his canvas bag.

Standing at the window and watching them leave, Sun Fucheng broke his silence and asked, "Is Zhang Xuan the son of Yang Yun's uncle?"

Sister-in-law Hui also came to the window, took a look outside and said, "Yes, isn't it amazing?"

Sun Fucheng nodded: "There are advancements and retreats in work, a friendly appearance, but no lack of authority, and sophisticated methods. He is so impressive at a young age. He will be a figure in the future."

Mrs. Hui smiled, "My younger brother will soon be a college student, and he is also a writer now."

Sun Fucheng listened and nodded again.

The two of them looked at the Western scene outside for a while. At a certain moment, Hui's wife asked: "Dad, that Mitsubishi sword of yours..."

Sun Fucheng glanced at her and said after a long silence: "I know what you mean. I also know that because of this thing, Ruan Dezhi has a feeling of rejection towards you and me. But..."

Speaking of this, he looked up to the sky and said vaguely: "I have been carrying it for ten years. Without it, I would have died at least three times in these years."

Sister-in-law Hui was moved and sad when she heard this, but she still said: "This thing is a vicious weapon after all, just in case..."

Sun Fucheng looked back at her and said in a low voice, "There is no chance. If there is a chance, it is life! My life!"

Sister-in-law Hui couldn't hear this and advised, "Why don't you try something else to defend yourself?"

Not wanting to pick up the fight, Sun Fucheng turned around and left, planning to go back to his room next door.

After only walking six or seven steps, he stopped again, turned his back to his daughter and said, "This thing is actually a kind of prestige! It is more prestige than a dagger! The momentum reaches its peak the moment you take it out of its sheath and let the enemy see it."

After that, Sun Fucheng left.

Mrs. Hui was left in a daze in the room.

…

Ruan Dezhi's home is in a new-style small building. The whole building is 6 stories high. He lives on the fourth floor.

Before entering, Zhang Xuan bought some fruit, sugar and wine despite his uncle's objections.

The two of them walked leisurely along the corridor, and it took them a while to reach the door.

Ruan Dezhi said he was in a hurry and forgot to bring his keys, so he had to ring the doorbell.

After waiting for about 20 seconds, the door opened. It was Yang Yingman.

Zhang Xuan shouted directly: "Auntie."

"Yeah." His eyes quickly ran over Zhang Xuan's shabby body, and Yang Yingman just hummed lightly, then took the things and let the two of them in.

Zhang Xuan was used to his aunt's cold attitude and didn't care much.

If it weren't for his uncle's sake and his future financial prospects, he wouldn't bother to come here.

Of course, now that you are here, you still need to be greeted and polite. They say you don’t look at the monk’s face to look at the Buddha’s face, right?

After changing his shoes, Zhang Xuan followed him into the living room.

The interior decoration is very luxurious, and the golden ceiling makes my head spin. Looking at the style of the whole room, it is very incongruous and uncomfortable for me, a native of the countryside, to appear here.

There is a person sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, her uncle's daughter Yang Manjing, wearing a pair of pink glasses and watching TV.

Seeing the guests coming, Yang Manjing moved, as if she wanted to get up, but seemed not to want to get up. She hesitated and finally looked at Zhang Xuan with her eyes, and then continued to watch TV.

Ruan Dezhi frowned for a moment when he saw his wife and daughter's attitude, but he quickly suppressed it.

When others didn't greet him, Zhang Xuan pretended to be stupid and shy. After being greeted by his uncle, he felt bored and sat on the sofa on one side to watch TV.

Yang Manjing didn't like to watch commercials and liked to change channels frequently. She seemed to be running around in a hurry, which made Zhang Xuan close his eyes after watching for a few minutes and slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that he was not pretending but actually sleeping, Yang Manjing finally had the opportunity to take an honest look at this cousin whom she had not seen for more than ten years.

They are said to be cousins, but in fact they are born in the same year, and their birthdays are only half a month apart.

The clothes are from street stalls, so ordinary; the pants are also from street stalls, so ordinary; the white shoes are all yellowed, so shabby.

Yang Manjing glanced at him, then at her own clothes, adjusted her glasses with the tip of her right index finger, and continued watching TV. After watching it for a while, he looked at Zhang Xuan and his father again, and after thinking about it, he turned down the TV volume a bit.

In fact, she was a little curious when she heard that Zhang Xuan was coming to her home.

After all, the two of them also talked on the phone. Although it was limited to a few words such as "Hello, hello" and "I'm looking for my uncle", both parties were very polite. But you said it after all, didn’t you?

But after meeting the person, she suddenly understood why her mother had not followed her father back to Hunan Province for ten years.

The dinner was just average, with four dishes for four people. Zhang Xuan felt like vomiting after just a few bites. It was too fishy! Damn it, what kind of magical cooking is this?

Are they all boiled in water?

Just boil it with water?

The food was mediocre and the cooking skills were poor. Zhang Xuan just took a few bites and finished it hastily. At this moment, he actually missed the taste of carrots. Even if the carrots were grass, they would be better than this!

He knew that this aunt was using this method to express her attitude: he was not welcome.

With his thoughts at this point, Zhang Xuan glanced at the mother and daughter opposite. At this moment, he really wanted to find an excuse to get up and leave.

But the next second I looked at my uncle who could endure it better than me, and I suppressed the resentment in my heart.

When going to bed at night, Ruan Dezhi, who had returned from working overtime, brought rice rolls into the study and placed them in front of Zhang Xuan.

Ruan Dezhi said: "It's such a good night today. I brought this to you on the street. Eat it while it's hot."

The rice rolls are filled with eggs, meat and chopped chili peppers, and are drizzled with a shiny layer of juice, which makes them very appetizing.

Zhang Xuan put down his book, raised his head and asked, "Uncle, have you eaten anything?"

Ruan Dezhi said: "I didn't eat dinner well either, so I ate it on the street and came back."

Zhang Xuan wanted to politely ask his aunt and cousin if they had eaten, but the next second he didn't want to ask, so he took off his chopsticks and started eating.

The rice rolls are smooth and tender, with a hint of chopped chili flavor. After a few chopsticks, my stomach is relieved.

Seeing that his nephew was satisfied with his meal, Ruan Dezhi, who had been expressionless all night, finally smiled.

He said to Zhang Xuan: "I specially said hello to those colleagues tonight. You only need to go to the Finance Department to pay the fee tomorrow, and then get the fee certificate and release approval slip, and then you can pick up the goods."

Zhang Xuan ate food in his mouth and said vaguely: "Thank you, uncle."

Hearing this thank you, Ruan Dezhi nodded and smiled, and then continued: "Tomorrow morning, the leader and I are going to attend an important meeting. We may not be able to take you to the train station in person. You will have to rely on yourself then."

At this point, he continued to talk about the dinner without waiting for Zhang Xuan to answer: "Your aunt has been a eldest lady since she was a child, and she is not very good at cooking. You may not be used to it, so you need to be more patient."

"Yeah." What's wrong with cooking? It was obviously intentional, but Zhang Xuan still nodded repeatedly, feeling indescribably relieved.

With such an uncle here, even if I am dissatisfied with my aunt's way of cooking, I don't want to worry too much about it.

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