Joy of Life: The Mei Family's Son Grows Up

Chapter 81 The Tisi Waist Badge is Obtained
"The Lantern Festival is over, and we have almost bought everything we need to buy. We have been busy for more than a month, and we can finally have a few days of leisure. Hehe, I will come to give you the account book and interest as soon as I have time."

Mei Cheng'an glanced at Wang Qinian's wrinkled smile.

"You look so happy, you must have made a lot of money since opening the business."

When Wang Qinian was mentioned, he immediately became excited and slapped his thigh.

"You are right. To be honest, before we opened, I was worried that the prices would not be high and we would not make much money. But once we opened, we were flooded with customers. Although the price per unit was not high, there were so many people buying. When I calculated the accounts yesterday, I was shocked. Our Daoxiang Village made more in half a year than the Rouge Shop did in a year."

Mei Cheng'an nodded. He was not short of money, so he was less happy about making money. Besides, he was just holding a title, and the money belonged to Huanggua, so he would not keep a single cent.

"Old Wang, you are too narrow-minded. It doesn't matter whether the dim sum shop makes money or not. The most important thing is to find something for your sister-in-law to do. If your sister-in-law is happy, you and Little Pork Belly will have a better life, right?"

Wang Qinian's smile faded when he heard this. He still feels scared when he thinks of those days. Ever since Daoxiang Village opened, or rather, since the preparations began, the lives of father and daughter have visibly improved. Not only does Mrs. Wang no longer have time to scold the father and daughter, but there is even more meat in the meals. Thinking of this, he was extremely glad that he had made the decision to seek help from Mei Cheng'an. It was so wise.

Wang Qinian looked at Mei Chengan with gratitude, but was interrupted by Mei Chengan just as he was about to speak.

"Stop, we are all grown men, there is no need to say such hypocritical words, it makes me uncomfortable."

Wang Qinian chuckled and said nothing more.

Mei Cheng'an turned around and looked at Hongshu.

"Go get Cucumber."

Sweet potato went away as requested.

After a while, Sweet Potato came over with cucumbers.

"Master."

Wang Qinian quickly stood up and bowed slightly.

"Cucumber girl."

Cucumber is the secret recipe provider and technical director of Daoxiangcun, so Wang Qinian dare not take it too seriously.

Mei Cheng'an pointed at Wang Qinian and said to Huanggua.

"Old Wang is here to deliver Daoxiang Village's account books and interest. Go and settle the accounts with him."

Huanggua nodded and took Wang Qinian to the living room to check the accounts.

Mei Cheng'an lowered his head and continued reading.

When I had turned about a quarter of the page, Huanggua and Wang Qinian came out from the living room.

Mei Cheng'an raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Cucumber took the initiative to report the situation.

"Master, the account book has been calculated. There is no problem. The cash collected this time is 200 taels, and the remaining 30 cents and 78 coins will be left in the account for the next settlement."

Mei Cheng'an was shocked when he heard this. It was so much. Wow, Daoxiangcun had only been open for more than half a year, and it had earned more than five hundred taels. Wouldn't that be over a thousand taels a year? If they opened a few more branches, it would not be a dream to earn over ten thousand taels a year.

But it's just a thought. Other dim sum shops are not just for show. Dim sum does not have a strong technical barrier. If a slightly more experienced dim sum chef wants to replicate it, it is not a difficult task if he studies it carefully.

Therefore, a decline in cash flow is inevitable and will gradually stabilize at a normal level.

I can’t say whether I can make a lot of money in the future as long as I have cucumbers, but it will be no problem for me to have a place in Kyoto.

Mei Cheng'an greeted Wang Qinian.

"Lao Wang, now that the bill is settled and you have nothing else to do, sit down and continue chatting."

Wang Qinian smiled flatteringly and said "oh", then he swiftly sat down on the recliner next to Mei Cheng'an, leaned back, squinted his eyes comfortably, pressed his back hard backwards, and rocked gently.

"What does Master Xiaomei want to talk about?"

Mei Chengan ate the grapes fed by a sweet potato.

"It's all right. Whatever you want, you can talk about anything."

"Then I'll just throw out some ideas. The reclining chair at Mei Shao's house is really unique. It's so comfortable to lie on. It won't fall over even if it's swaying. I want to get one for my home, too."

Who are you ordering here?
"want to?"

"miss you!"

"This is a bit expensive, I can't bear to give it to you."

The money earned by Daoxiang Village has nothing to do with Wang Qinian, as it belongs to his wife. But he has his own private piggy bank with quite a bit of money, a full fifty taels.

Wang Qinian suddenly felt proud and patted his chest.

"How much is it? I, Lao Wang, will buy it with my own money."

Mei Chengan looked at Wang Qinian in surprise. How could a stingy person like you be so generous? Isn't this just delivering it to me for slaughter? No hurry, let's stretch him first.

"Actually, I suggest you buy some wood and make one yourself. There's no need to buy mine. It's too expensive."

Wang Qinian didn't believe how expensive a recliner could be. It didn't take much wood, so he thought Mei Chengan was reluctant to part with it.

"Sir, just tell me how much money you want and that's it."

"Three hundred taels."

When Wang Qinian heard the number, he sat up suddenly and his eyes widened.

"Seize the young man???"

"Three hundred taels."

Wang Qinian looked down at the recliner, touched it, and even smelled it, feeling puzzled.

"This isn't any precious wood, why is it so expensive?"

Mei Chengan narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Old Wang, you are being petty again. Do you remember those jars you crushed?"

"..."

Of course Wang Qinian remembered. Although seven years had passed, he still remembered it clearly. Those broken pickle jars cost him two hundred taels of silver, and it was because of that ridiculous reason. How could the memory not be vivid?

Thinking of this, Wang Qinian looked at Mei Chengan speechlessly. No way, here it comes again. Mei Chengan's mouth corners rose wildly, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

"It seems you still remember. I don't need to tell you why the recliner is so expensive."

Wang Qinian's mouth twitched.

"I understand! He is a famous craftsman of the time. His workmanship is exquisite and took several months."

Mei Cheng'an clapped his hands and could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, that's right, Lao Wang, you have a really good memory. Do you still want it?"

Wang Qinian stood up silently and slapped his forehead.

"Oh, sir, I suddenly remembered that Madam had something else for me to do. Look at my memory. I almost forgot the most important thing. Well, I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, he turned around and left without waiting for Mei Chengan to answer.

Mei Chengan shouted at his back.

"Don't go, Lao Wang, let's chat for a while. How about I give you a 20% discount?"

Wang Qinian not only didn't look back or say anything, but he walked even faster and even ran when he was a few meters away from the courtyard gate.

Mei Chengan laughed heartily, and even the sweet potato and cucumber beside him couldn't help laughing.

It still has to be Lao Wang. With him around, you can’t be sad even if you want to.

After laughing for a while, Mei Cheng'an finally calmed down. Just as he was about to lower his head to continue reading, Huanggua stepped forward and placed a silver note worth two hundred taels on the table next to Mei Cheng'an.

"Master, this is the two hundred taels."

Mei Cheng'an didn't even look at the banknote, he just looked at Huanggua and said softly.

"Okay, keep the money yourself. I told you a long time ago that I'm just holding it for you."

Huanggua didn't quite agree with what the young master said. She felt that everything she had should belong to the young master, but she didn't refute it. She quietly put the money away. She planned to deposit the money into the public account of the hospital later.

Seeing that Huanggua took the money without arguing with him, Mei Cheng'an breathed a sigh of relief. He was so tired of arguing, so he waved his hand.

"Okay, you go down first. I want to read quietly for a while. Sweet potato is fine here."

"Yes."

……

three days later.

Early that morning, when Mei Cheng'an was doing Tai Chi in the yard, a shadow came.

Mei Cheng'an noticed it, but he didn't stop. They were old acquaintances, so there was no need to be so polite.

The shadow just stood on the roof with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He neither came down nor spoke a word. He just looked down at Mei Cheng'an boxing quietly.

He felt that Mei Cheng'an's boxing style was very interesting. At the beginning, he saw that Mei Cheng'an's movements were extremely slow and he sneered in his heart, thinking what was the point of practicing such a slow boxing style. He was killed in one move before he could even get ready for a fight.

But as he watched Shadow's smile gradually faded, as if he was thinking about something, because he saw the trick behind it. The speed of this set of boxing was not fixed, but sometimes slow and sometimes fast, combining hardness and softness, and gradually becoming perfect.

This punch... is interesting.

The yard below.

Mei Cheng'an finished the last two moves like sealing and closing, and then began to close the posture after the cross hands. His hands turned outwards with the palms facing down, and his arms slowly lowered while his breath also slowly sank. He did not let out a long breath until his feet were together.

Reaching out to take the towel handed to him by Hongshu, Mei Chengan pretended to wipe his forehead and neck which were not sweaty at all, and then spoke.

"After the fight, come down."

The shadow jumped from the roof, landed steadily, and walked past him.

"Why did you suddenly come to see me?"

"What kind of punch did you just throw?"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

Mei Cheng'an was stunned for a moment, threw the towel back to Hongshu and smiled.

"This punch...I researched it on my own. It's for my father to use to strengthen his body. Do you want to learn it? I'll teach you."

Shadow waved his hand.

"No, you're not moving fast. I've almost memorized it."

"..."

People who practice martial arts do seem to have a natural talent for remembering Tai Chi moves, let alone a martial arts fanatic like Shadow, who can even remember such a simple Tai Chi move.

Mei Chengan nodded.

"Oh, what do you want to see me for this time?"

The shadow didn't say anything, but just threw a black object over.

Mei Chengan subconsciously reached out to catch it, and something was thrown at him.

When he opened his palm, his pupils dilated violently.

Isn’t this the Tisi badge?
Mei Cheng'an felt a little dazed.

Who am I? Where am I? When did the world line change silently? This shouldn't be here, in my hands.

Mei Cheng'an turned it over carefully and found that it was exactly the same as the one Fan Xian held in the drama.

So he looked up at the shadow with a confused look on his face.

"What is this? What's the point of giving it to me?"

Shadow scratched his head.

"It's written on it, the Tisi waist badge."

(End of this chapter)