Rebirth 82, you asked me to marry my sister, are you crazy?

Tian Wenyu looked at Mr. Guan with a grateful expression.

"You're a little brat running a business. There are so many valuable things piled up together. If a lot of people come, do you expect your few people to be able to withstand it?"

Mr. Guan said something to Tian Wenyu angrily.

Tian Wenyu smiled helplessly. He also wanted more manpower, but he was unfamiliar with this place and few could trust him!

It will be troublesome if you get someone who eats everything.

Fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet this old man.

This will come in handy.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the village militia captain and brigade cadres, led by two police officers, all ran to Tian Wenyu to report.

The police comrades are already living at the brigade headquarters and can provide support at any time if anything happens.

This time, Tian Wenyu felt relieved.

He immediately ran into his room, took out a few cartons of Big Chicken cigarettes he had brought, and gave them to those people.

Mr. Guan didn't leave even after picking out the two pots of flowers, and kept admiring the flowers.

Tian Wenyu went out to buy groceries. Mr. Guan had been so helpful, so he planned to show off his skills and entertain the old man well.

While Tian Wenyu was shopping for groceries, the old man discovered the pots of flowers Tian Wenyu had hidden.

Liu Xiaoguang couldn't put it down when he was asked to move it to the middle of the yard.

When Tian Wenyu came back from shopping for groceries, he saw the old man admiring the potted flowers he had hidden.

I almost threw away the food I was carrying.

This heart is cold.

But I still walked back to my room to cook.

I can only hope that the old man will not be too cruel.

Tian Wenyu was busy in the kitchen, and Zhou Liang's sister Zhou Xia helped.

Ma Xiaoying is busy in the yard.

Because after beating the gongs and drums just now, everyone knows that Clivia can be bought in this yard.

People kept coming to buy flowers.

Some buy one pot, some buy two pots.

Tian Wenyu drew a standard for flowers.

Let Zhou Liang and the others start sorting them.

The average ones with blooming flowers are 200 yuan, the better ones are 400 yuan, the better ones are 500 yuan, and the best ones are [-] yuan.

Tian Wenyu buys groceries and cooks.

Ma Xiaoying received several thousand more dollars.

The few soldiers outside are envious, let alone the outsiders.

Tian Wenyu used a big pot to stir-fry vegetables, including braised pork ribs, beef with radish, green pepper and potato slices, and Northeastern salad dishes.

We cooked a lot of all four dishes because there were so many people.

He also took care of the four soldiers at the door.

After all, they were standing guard at his door.

"Hmm! This dish is delicious!" Mr. Guan put a piece of beef into his mouth.

Moderately soft and very delicious.

"You can eat as much as you like," Tian Wenyu said while pouring wine for the old man.

"I didn't expect it! You, a young man, still have such skills." Mr. Guan finished boasting and picked up another piece of radish.

"This taste is better than those chefs."

Liu Xiaoguang looked curious after hearing this and picked up a piece of radish.

After taking a bite, my eyes lit up.

Tian Wenyu poured him wine, but he delayed.

He said he should stay sober at all times and not drink alcohol.

Tian Wenyu smiled and didn't force it anymore.

Drink with the old man.

Mr. Guan enjoyed his meal very happily.Tian Wenyu’s cooking is so delicious.

When it comes to delicious food, it’s not just the people at the table.

There were a few soldiers outside the door, as well as a few brothers led by Ban Jiaxing in the yard next door.

While eating, he praised Tian Wenyu for his good cooking skills.

This was also the first time Tian Wenyu cooked for them since they moved in.

Ban Jiaxing was in the yard next door and didn't dare to leave for even a minute.

Ever since he heard about someone snatching flowers yesterday, he has never left his hand.

Those people came to cause trouble in the morning, before the soldiers showed up.

He was ready to fight.

Tian Wenyu was interested enough in him, and he had to be worthy of this affection.

Ban Jiaxing's mother refused to sit at the same table as Tian Wenyu and Mr. Guan no matter how much she was persuaded.

Talking about women, you can't serve at the table, so you sit on the kang with Zhou Xia to eat.

Zhou Xia has been cooking these days, although everyone thinks Zhou Xia's cooking is delicious.

But it seems a bit worse than what Tian Wenyu did today.

Even Zhou Xia ate half a bowl of rice.

Because that radish beef is so delicious.

While eating, there was no delay in anyone coming to buy flowers.

Ma Xiaoying went to collect the money with her rice bowl.

After having three glasses of wine, Mr. Guan and Tian Wenyu started talking about the pots of flowers Tian Wenyu had hidden.

"Boy, did you hide these pots of flowers on purpose?"

Mr. Guan pointed to the seven pots of Clivia in front of the dining table.

"No! These pots have been kept in the yard!"

Tian Wenyu pretended to be stupid.

"Haha! I guess you have no place. If you had a safe place, you would never put it in this yard?"

Mr. Guan looked at Tian Wenyu with a smile.

Tian Wenyu couldn't help but admire this old man for his clear vision.

He had only been here for a short time, and he had no real estate, so there was no place to hide flowers in the house.

I can only find a hidden spot in the backyard.

In the end, the old man was found.

After being seen through by the old man, Tian Wenyu simply showed his cards, "There are only a few valuable pots in this whole yard. There is really no place to hide them, so I put them in hiding spots."

"Haha, you are honest."

Mr. Guan took another sip of wine.

"Sell it, sell it and do what you want to do. Remember what you said before, take it from the people and use it for the people."

Mr. Guan stared into Tian Wenyu's eyes and said.

Tian Wenyu looked at the old man and was a little puzzled. Don't you like this kind of flower?He doesn't want it?

"You are reluctant to sell your old pot, why do you want me to sell it?"

"Who told you I won't sell it?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

"They gave you fifty thousand that day and you didn't sell it."

"That was the first time I knew he was so valuable. I have to inquire about the market price, right?"

"This thing is just for appreciation, it's useless."

"I'll keep the hundred and ten dollars for myself. It's so valuable. I'll sell it and donate it to the country. I'll buy a few more guns and shoot those little bastards in the south."

The old man spoke with a majestic tone that made Tian Wenyu admire him sincerely.

"Then I'll take these pots to Hongqi Street tomorrow, sell them, and donate them to the country."

Tian Wenyu was infected by the old man.

"No, just use the money you earn on the people. I can see that you should be very good at making money."

"Let money make money. If you make more money, just support more national construction."

The old man’s patriotic plot is a bit of a moral kidnapping.

But Tian Wenyu accepted it, because with so many flowers and doing this, in the eyes of many people, it was just speculation.

Now the police already know that without the help of the old man, there is a chance that someone jealous might stumble him.

After cutting this topic, the two continued to drink.

By the time Mr. Guan and Tian Wenyu finished drinking, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

The two of them drank and their faces turned red.

"Boy, you have a good drinking capacity. I haven't had a drink like this in a long time. Those little bastards run away as soon as they drink."

"You're still interesting enough to drink with grandpa."

The old man looked at Tian Wenyu, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.

"They are taking care of your health. Today each of us has more than a pound. We can't drink any more."

Tian Wenyu poured the last drop of wine from the bottle and shook it in front of the old man.

It means there is no more wine.

In fact, he still has it, but he doesn't dare to let the old man drink anymore. He stopped it several times just now.

"They are cowards. None of them can drink. They pretend to be grandsons while drinking." The old man was already talking a little loudly.

Tian Wenyu emptied the wine in the cup and then he finished the meal.

He and Liu Xiaoguang helped the old man to his bed, chatted with him for a while, and then he fell asleep.

At this time, Tian Wenyu had time to chat with Liu Xiaoguang alone.

A story about the old man.