Farmer's Favorite

Unlike Qiao Zhe, Zhao Bing belongs to the outside world.

Qiao Zhe is shrewd and very good at managing accounts. At the same time, he can find out some problems from the accounts.

And Zhao Bing has a lot of contacts outside, and he is extremely smooth, so he is the most suitable person to manage business outside.

In other words, with these two people present.

No matter externally or internally, Zhuang Xinyan has manpower, and he can completely be a hand-off shopkeeper.

It's just that what you think is always a little bit different than reality.

He still has to arrange some things first.

Now he still has two businesses in his hands, one is salted eggs and the other is rice paper.

The salted egg business has gradually eased. Although the income is not as much as before, it is still a lot.

Rice paper is always on the rise, basically they can buy as much as they make.

And now, Zhuang Xinyan plans to start another business.

That is preserved egg.

Preserved eggs are somewhat different from salted eggs.

Salted eggs have a larger audience, but those who like preserved eggs like them very much, and those who don't like them dislike them.

However, in this era, preserved eggs have an advantage.

That's the texture on it.

Preserved eggs are also known as preserved eggs, because there are patterns of pine branches on its skin surface, which is one of its biggest benefits.

On this day.

The three gathered together.

Zhuang Xinyan put the preserved egg in front of the two of them, and said: "Come today, I invite you two to eat something new."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to signal.

Zhao Bin was not too polite, he reached out and took the black egg on the table in his hand.

He looked at it first, and saw that it was darker than a salted egg, let alone, and his appearance was not pleasant.

Then, the knock shell opened, revealing the appearance inside.

The black is slightly bluish-yellow, and it looks a little clear.

"It sounds good." Zhao Bin said this first.

That's true, if you don't say it's a food, it's more beautiful when it's placed as an object.

Qiao Zhe, who was on the side, saw the same idea in his heart.

Probably a scholar, for this kind of black and blue like ink, he likes it from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, his eyes flickered slightly, and he took the preserved egg from Zhao Bin's hand. He took a closer look, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "This is... a pine branch?"

Zhao Bin leaned forward to take a look, and was also a little surprised. He quickly asked, "Is this made of duck eggs? You painted the patterns on it... No, I peeled the shells just now, so it can't be painted." go up."

"The pine branch is proud and tall, it is upright and simple, and it is also everlasting." Qiao Zhe said slowly.

When Zhao Bin heard the words, he immediately thought of many things.

He hurriedly asked: "Do all the preserved eggs have this pattern?"

Zhuang Xinyan nodded as well, but did not say anything, but continued to listen to the discussion between the two.

Zhao Bin got an affirmative answer, and he couldn't help clenching his hands excitedly.

He didn't care whether the taste of the preserved egg was good or not, just based on Qiao Zhe's words just now, the prospect of the preserved egg would not be small.

Likewise, Qiao Zhe thinks more.

A food that represents pine trees, for scholars, represents an extraordinary meaning.

At this time, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and Qiao Zhe finally understood why Zhuang Xinyan said those words when he wanted to cooperate with him.

If the business of preserved eggs can be done well, then, like rice paper, most of them will be sold among scholars.

Although everything is inferior, only reading is high, but he was away some time ago, but he knew that in the circle of scholars, most of the scholars in Xishan Zhi were grateful.

The price of rice paper is not cheap in the first place. There are not many scholars who can afford it in the world. Most of them are a family of more than a dozen people who live frugally to provide for one scholar. Now the price of Xishan paper outside is compared to others. It is less than half.

In this way, many people's families have less burden.

In the eyes of some people, the owner of Xishan Paper has done a good deed for the people.

Now we have preserved eggs, and we can also make a lot of articles just by using the patterns on the preserved eggs.

Qiao Zhe can guarantee that in the future, he who has a relationship with rice paper and preserved eggs will also have a different reputation among scholars, and this reputation is very important to him.

Whenever he really decides to fight for an official position, this is a disguised form of assistance.

After figuring this out, Qiao Zhe was really moved.

What Zhuang Xinyan gave him was all beneficial to him, but at the same time, he didn't know how to repay.

In this way, Qiao Zhe could only stand up and bowed deeply to Zhuang Xinyan.

Zhuang Xinyan turned sideways slightly, he stretched out his hand to help Qiao Zhe up, and just said: "Your status is not suitable for doing business abroad, so I can only wrong you as an aide, but this is just a talk to the outside world, there is no relationship between us." There is no relationship between superiors and subordinates, the only thing is cooperation."

Qiao Zhe said: "In this way, I have taken advantage of it."

Zhuang Xinyan shook his head, he said: "You will never know how much trouble it will save me to deal with financial matters."

The existence of Qiao Ze is equivalent to an excellent accountant in modern times. He can understand financial matters at a glance, so he doesn't need to worry a bit.

At this time, Zhao Bin also smiled slightly. His family members were puzzled by his resignation from the post of official post, and even now they are still persuading him. He also understands that he can find a good job even if he is not an official post. But it's definitely not as bad as Shangguan's job.

But now, some urges suddenly appeared in Zhao Bin's heart.

He felt that his future achievements would definitely not be bad.

Similarly, Zhuang Xinyan felt much more relaxed.

There is Qiao Zhe in finance, Zhao Bing in external affairs, and Shan Nai in management chores.

And he can get rid of everything and spend good time with his little husband and Ke Ke.

Imagination is beautiful, but this time, reality is equally beautiful.

When everything is on the right track, Zhuang Xinyan only needs to visit occasionally, and basically becomes the hands-off shopkeeper that he has always wanted to be.

It's just that this hands-off shopkeeper also has troubles now.

He propped his chin with one hand, listening to the old doctor's constant complaints in every possible way.

Zhuang Xinyan was a little helpless, and he suggested again: "Your old man is really angry, just grab Aiden and beat him up, anyway, that kid has a thick skin."

The old Langzhong was even more angry, he stood up and said angrily: "In the future, Keke will have a child, and you will have a grandson, so why don't you just beat him up for being disobedient?"

"That's the same!" Zhuang Xinyan denied it without even thinking about it. His grandson must be very cute, so how could he be willing to beat him up.

But then, he slowly frowned, and couldn't help but gritted his back teeth.

If Ke Ke has a child, isn't that just being abducted by some man?As soon as he had such a thought, he wanted to beat someone up.

If the grandson can't beat him, that man can.

Seeing the increasingly resentful look on Zhuang Xinyan's face, the old man couldn't help but feel a little timid. He coughed lightly, sat down slowly, and continued his previous complaint: "Why is my grandson so courageous? If you like it, marry it back, I don’t dare to say it, I’m as timid as a mouse, I don’t look like me at all... Cough cough cough."

Zhuang Xinyan glanced at him.

A serious yellow race can't give birth to a Caucasian race.

He said: "This matter is also easy to handle. Aiden doesn't dare, there are always people who dare, and you just come to propose marriage for the person who dares."

"Then how can I do it?" The old man immediately refused to agree, how could he give up his grandson's husband to someone else, and let him propose marriage.

"I didn't say it was serious. Isn't it the best way to fool people?" Zhuang Xinyan picked up the teacup and sniffed the tea without drinking it. It was good tea from Shi Yuan, but he It doesn't smell any different from the others.

The old man patted the table suddenly, he really thought Xiaozhuang's method would work.

He didn't believe it, but he proposed marriage to the pair for someone else, and that stubborn grandson could hold back.

Immediately afterwards, the old doctor hurriedly asked again: "Then tell me, who should I speak for?"

Zhuang Xinyan thought for a while, and he really remembered someone, so he said: "Zhao Ting, he is not married at such an old age, just right."

The old and the old, the old and the old, conspired in the room.

The person involved, Aiden, didn't know, and Zhao Bing, an innocent person, didn't even know.

It just so happened that Zhao Bin happened to come to the medical hall that day, and he asked Aidan, "Doctor Ai, thank you so much, my mother always praised your medical skills when she went back, and her legs and feet have been walking for a few days. It hurts."

Facing this thank you, Aiden accepted it politely, and said: "Auntie's rheumatism is not serious, just come and get it when the medicine is gone."

"Okay." Zhao Bin hurriedly nodded, feeling admiration for Aiden in his heart.

Look, a person from Nanyang, they speak so neatly here, and their medical skills are so good, how can they not be great.

While the two were talking, a person suddenly came out from the side.

The man greeted Aiden first, then cupped his fists at Zhao Bin and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Ting was a little puzzled by the congratulations, and he just took it as congratulations on his mother's recovery, so he replied: "You're welcome, but I have resigned from the official position, so just call me Zhao Ting in the future."

"Oh, Cheng, I don't know when your good day will be, Brother Zhao Bing, I will come to drink."

Zhao Bing used to be diligent in Xishan Village, and knew quite a few people.

After the man said this, several people came behind him, also said: "That's right, Mr. Zhao took care of us like in the past. On your big day, we have to come to congratulate you."

"This year is a good year. Mr. Zhao has set a happy date for this year, and we will have a good time with my husband in the future."

One person after another.

Even Aiden was puzzled and asked, "Why are you getting married? It's a good thing, I'll go to the fun too."

Then, Zhao Bing, who was congratulated by others, was confused.

He saw that everyone in the medical center knew that he was about to get married, but he was the only one who didn't know, so he said in a daze, "Did you make a mistake?"

"Look, you're still shy."

"Where can I make a mistake, we have already come to propose marriage, and we are waiting to drink your wedding wine."

"Master Zhao has good eyesight, Mu Rong is a good man, you will be blessed after marrying him."

"Mu Rong?"

"Mu Rong!"

Two voices sounded immediately, one surprised and the other panicked.

I saw that Zhao Bin and Aiden both stared wide-eyed, a little unbelievable.