The man said: "I don't know whether other people's words count, but cousin Qing'er's words definitely count! You don't even think about her identity. The family has such a big business, and a lot of people in Changping Village rely on her. Make a fortune!"
"Besides, I said what I said tonight in front of Grandpa. Grandpa's character is there, spitting and nailing!"
If Cousin Qing'er breaks her promise, she will not give grandpa face.
As for cousin Qing'er's filial piety towards grandpa, everyone knows it!
"Ah? Really? That's great, it's finally our turn..." The daughter-in-law was also so happy that she was a little incoherent.
No wonder my parents-in-law, who are usually so stingy, are so generous to this relative in the fifth server. It turns out there are so many benefits!
The daughter-in-law quickly took the rice bowl from the man's hand and said, "I'll scoop out the rice soup for the grandpa and make the rice noodles so that he can eat more!"
During the dinner, the Sun Kui family were so polite that they almost treated Old Sun Tou as a guest, even an ancestor!
Old Suntou laughed continuously, feeling the enthusiasm of this clan member, as if he had returned to the past...
After dinner, the sons of Sun Kui's family accompanied the old Sun to do household chores, while Yang Ruoqing and Sun Kui sat on the other side, mainly talking about the rice flower fish in detail.
As a businessman, how could Yang Ruoqing not understand the thoughts of Sun Kui's family?
When this matter was brought up at the dinner table, people were very anxious and had to put it into practice.
Besides, this is also a win-win situation.
The first step is to put this thousand kilograms of rice flower fish into restaurants in the town and county for pilot purposes. If the response is good, we will increase the purchase intensity and establish a long-term and stable cooperative relationship.
"Uncle Sun Kui, both in public and private matters, I hope our business can be done harmoniously and beautifully."
"The price of rice flower fish, I will give you this number per catty..." Yang Ruoqing fiddled with a number on the abacus in front of her.
Sun Kui stared at the abacus beads, secretly took a breath, and subconsciously clenched his hands under the table.
"I will definitely not let you suffer in terms of price." Yang Ruoqing continued, "But the quality, taste, and portion of the fish must be guaranteed."
"A thousand catties of fish must be the pure fish after being picked up from the terraces, not the weight after being mixed with ingredients such as glutinous rice and apples. Can it be done?"
Sun Kui patted his chest and promised: "It can definitely be done. For your kindness, you took care of us and showed us this way to make money. Unless we get kicked in the head by a donkey, we will not take this way to make money." way!"
"You call me uncle, then I will give you a big support and guarantee you that it is absolutely pure fish, a good fish. Every rice fish will not be shorter than chopsticks. I guarantee that I will give you the best rice fish." When I deliver it to you, I won’t damage the sign of your restaurant or the dignity of our mountain people!”
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Uncle Sun Kui personally sent Yang Ruoqing and Lao Sun back to their old home, followed by his two sons.
The eldest son held a large jar full of hot water that was heated at night so that Lao Suntou and Yang Ruoqing could drink and wash themselves.
The second son held two brand-new quilts in his hands. They were the dowry of the second daughter-in-law. They were placed under the box and they were not even used.
Tonight, everything is put out to entertain Yang Ruoqing and Lao Suntou.
Before leaving, Sun Kui said to Lao Suntou: "Uncle, sleep a little longer tomorrow morning. When breakfast is ready, I will come over to treat you."
After greeting him for a while, Lao Suntou couldn't stand it any longer.
After the father and son brothers left, Lao Suntou was sitting by the bed smoking a dry cigarette. Yang Ruoqing brought a basin of hot water and took care of the old man's feet.
Lao Suntou hurriedly put down the dry tobacco pole in his hand and said, "Gong, your feet are smelly. You can do it yourself. You don't need to dirty your hands."
However, Yang Ruoqing insisted on squatting down in front of Lao Sun, helping him take off his shoes and socks, and put Grandpa's feet into the hot water basin.
She raised her head and looked at the old man with crooked eyebrows, and her tone was a bit coquettish like that of a junior: "Grandpa, your feet don't stink, they don't stink at all!"
"Haha, you kid, you are just making Mr. Ga happy, right?"
"Are you happy, Mr. Ga?"
"Happy, Grandpa is happy!"
"Hey, if Grandpa is happy, I'm happy too. Come on, let's wash our feet in hot water and have a good rest."
Lao Suntou nodded and left Yang Ruoqing alone.
Yang Ruoqing held the old man's feet and put them into the water. These feet were completely different from the feet she remembered.
The feet of Mr. Ga in her memory were the big feet of an adult man. The soles of the feet were very wide and the insteps were high. They looked very thick and powerful.
As the years went by, Gong’s feet shrank.
The skin on the feet was wrinkled, the heels were yellow, and there was a layer of calluses.
However, Yang Ruoqing saw the scar on the sole of Ga Gong's left foot at a glance.
This scar was from when she first traveled through time, because Yang Huazhong broke his leg and was bedridden. That year happened to be the first year after they separated from each other.
Spring plowing, waiting for water to be diverted to irrigate the fields, but the two acres of land allocated to Sanfang have not been plowed yet.
Lao Suntou came out of the mountains specifically to help his son-in-law's family plow the fields.
As a result, due to the conflict between the village tyrants Chen Hu and Chen Bao and Yang Ruoqing and Daan, the other party secretly threw broken bowl pieces into Yang Ruoqing's field.
As a result, Lao Suntou's foot was cut and he bled a lot. It was sixteen-year-old Luo Fengtang who carried the injured Lao Suntou all the way back from the fields.
Moreover, Luo Fengtang secretly plowed the two acres of land in the back...
Looking back on the past, it is really full of warmth.
"Qing'er, did you deliberately take care of Sun Kui's family's business tonight just for my sake?"
The old sun stared at the soft hair of his granddaughter in front of him and asked softly.
"If you lose money and it's hard to sell, I won't do this business next year. I don't blame you!"
Yang Ruoqing guessed that Ga Gong, who always thought about others, would definitely want to ask about this matter.
She raised her head, tucked a strand of hair that fell in front of her face behind her ear, and smiled sweetly at Old Sun.
"Gong Ga, your granddaughter and I are in business, not running a charity!"
"In this matter, I am eyeing this business opportunity. If nothing else happens, I shouldn't lose money."
There must be some kindness in taking care of Mr. Ga.
But Yang Ruoqing would not say it out loud.
But just because she didn't say it, it didn't mean that Old Sun Tou didn't understand.
He smiled and nodded, "That's good. As for Grandpa, I'm glad to see you helping these villagers."
"But, Ga Gong also wants to put something in your heart,"
"Things like affection and face, you have to focus on your own family first. You can't make a profit at a loss."
"In Mr. Ga's heart, your side must be the most important!"
