092: November
That shop was not located in the best part of Chengping’s market, but it was not too bad. What really made Wang Cheng decide to buy it was that the shop seller's idea when buying a shop was similar to his: that if the people running it were a family, they could occasionally go to Chengping to stay, so there was a yard behind the shop, which was quite spacious.
After talking, they went straight to Chengping to see the shop.
Wang Cheng and Papa Wang were more than satisfied with the shop. They were not worried that the person would pit them. Those who could be regarded as friends by Papa Wang were of good character.
On the second day after signing the contract, Papa Wang found a second-hand truck. Because he was an acquaintance, he spent only half of the original price. On the day of the purchase, they moved all the tools at home into the shop. The shop had been closed for more than two months, so the inside was very dirty. It took Wang Cheng more than half a day to clean it up.
On the fourth day, Manager Xu called him and said that the buyer he had contacted was already there. That morning, Wang Cheng switched to the truck and took the third batch of jams to the packaging factory. The truck was in manual gear, and he had gotten used to the automatic, so Wang Cheng had naturally been a bit slower because it was uncomfortable. Fortunately, they agreed to meet in the afternoon, otherwise, he would be late.
"Brother Wang, why did you deliver the goods yourself? Just let me know and I will let the master in the factory pass." Manager Xu saw Wang Cheng come down from the truck and realized that it was his. Although it was second-hand, he did not dare to look down on Wang Cheng.
"How dare I bother the master in the factory? I wanted to come here anyway." Wang Cheng said as he opened the rear door, there was not much jam inside. Mama Wang and his eldest aunt were busy with other things recently, there was a lot of chestnut and hawthorn.
Two workers moved the jam into the factory, while Wang Cheng himself took out the two big bags from the car, which were chestnuts and hawthorn.
"These chestnuts and hawthorn look good." The packaging factory was mainly for food processing. Manager Xu had seen a lot and knew a lot. He could see it at a glance, and he was even more satisfied.
"All are wild, grown naturally, and have not been sprayed with pesticides. If the craftsmanship is good, fried chestnuts will be delicious, and most of the hawthorn is not sour. Manager Xu can taste it." Wang Cheng said. He took out a bag of chestnuts that had been fried by Mama Wang herself. The taste was very fragrant, and the children in the Guan’s Village loved to eat it.
Manager Xu tasted a few politely, and said with a surprised, unexpecting expression, "This chestnut is really fragrant and the taste is good."
"We have great mountains and water, and the chestnuts produced are naturally delicious. If Manager Xu likes it, he can take a bit more for home to eat it."
Manager Xu had another idea in his mind. He asked Wang Cheng to wait for a while, and then went out to contact his boss. It took about ten minutes for the boss of the packaging factory to arrive. Boss Xie was in his forties like Manager Xu, but the former was a bit younger than the latter and had no beer belly. He was tall and strong. Wang Cheng talked with him for a few moments before learning that he was a northerner. No wonder he spoke so heartily.
"I have heard Manager Xu say that if Brother Wang doesn't mind, I can buy as many chestnuts and hawthorn as you have." Boss Xie said straightforwardly.
Wang Cheng looked at Manager Xu. He guessed that Manager Xu hadn’t called the boss for no reason. However, he had no idea about this in his heart.
"Brother Wang, your chestnuts and hawthorn are good. My boss intends to do business with you. What do you think?" Manager Xu was not afraid to be cut off by others. After all, it was just an introduction, which could only shadow the future.
"Boss Xie has helped me a lot before. Since Boss Xie is interested, I can save myself a lot of trouble, but these chestnuts and hawthorns are only a small part of the whole. There are still hundreds of pounds of chestnut and hawthorn in my house. There is still much more, at least a thousand pounds. Is Boss Xie sure you want it?" Wang Cheng asked.
"I’m not afraid that good things won’t be sold, or will they not be?" Boss Xie laughed.
"That's right." Wang Cheng smiled lightly. There would be a fixed buyer in the future. He no longer had to run around looking for a buyer. Manager Xu and Boss Xie really helped him a lot.
After the negotiation, Manager Xu sent the former driving master and Wang Cheng to go to his house to pick up the goods. Wang Cheng did not leave some for himself. There was still a lot on the mountain. It was estimated that there were still three or four hundred pounds. Then, Master Chen called Boss Xie to report the situation.
[T/N: Master Cheng is apparently the driving master’s name]
When he got busy, Wang Cheng also forgot the time, and soon it was November 6th. The shop was finally settled with Papa Wang’s acquaintance. The tables, chairs, and cabinets needed to open the shop had been ordered. Two days later, they would be delivered.
After this period of effort, the weeds in the north mountain’s medicinal field had been completely removed, and the soft soil had been sprinkled with seeds of several medicinal plants. However, it took more than 20 days to germinate them when it was accelerated. They also needed to prevent the weeds from growing back.
The weather in November had cooled down. Everyone was wearing long trousers and coats. It even snowed in some places. Everyone put on boots and down jackets, such as in the Imperial Capital.
Wang Ziyu called Wang Cheng last night and told him that in the Imperial Capital, it was already snowing, and it was heavy snow. The snow became faster and, soon, most of the campus was covered with snow. When she saw such a spectacular picture, she was very shocked. She also sent several photos to Wang Cheng's mobile phone.
His eldest brother also called home, saying that it was cold, so let them pay more attention and wear more clothes.
This kind of thing should have been told to their parents, but their parents got busy and they forgot. After receiving his call, Wang Cheng gave his mobile phone to Mama Wang. Mama Wang finally caught her eldest son, and immediately gushed. Mama Wang talked for more than an hour, so that by the time she returned the phone, it had become very hot.
"Chengcheng, you are so good." Wang Ning'an said to Wang Cheng on the phone.
"Ahem, I can't help it either. Mom keeps talking about you. She happened to be there when you called me. She asked me, and I could not help but give it." Wang Cheng said in a helpless tone.
"Do you think big brother doesn't understand you? If you really want to make excuses like ‘mom asks you and you had to give it’, do you think your older brother can't clean you up in the Imperial Capital?"
"Bad brother, I admire you so much that I might intentionally hurt you. Is it too late for me to love you? To tell you the truth, the phone was handed to me by mom when you called me." He remembered, hurriedly clearing their relationship.
"Really?" Wang Ning'an felt funny when Wang Cheng said that he loved him, and then he felt funny again. This younger brother always did these things.
"Personal guarantee."
"Okay, I'll trust you once."
"Thank Lord Longen."
[T/N: That’s actually a Chinese saying. I think its something about thanking the emperor for his gifts, but it’s just casually used now.]
It didn't take long for Wang Cheng to hang up his brother's phone, and Chu Yifeng's call came in. At this time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening. If Chu Yifeng was still in the Imperial Capital, it was estimated that he could also see the scene of the heavy snow. Snow in Shanhai City was not very common. If it snowed at all, it was light snow, unlike in the Imperial Capital, where once the snow fell, it was so heavy that the roads closed and it was difficult to get out.
"Chengcheng."
Wang Cheng's thoughts were shocked by the first words that Chu Yifeng said. Only his family would call him Chengcheng. Because he had been called this for more than 20 years, he had long been used to it. However, he suddenly heard Chu Yifeng also call this. He, he instantly experienced the feeling of Wang Ning’an’s goosebumps.
"Boss Chu, when did you learn this, don't you feel awkward?"
"No, if you don't feel used to it, I can call it a few more times, and you will get used to it in the future." Chu Yifeng said as he laughed.
"Stop, I think you won't change even if I ask you to, right?"
Chu Yifeng didn't answer, but the chuckles that came from him told Wang Cheng his answer, and he already knew it.
"Boss Chu, shall we call it privately?"
"For the sake of your sincerity, I’ll call it privately. When are you going to come back?" Chu Yifeng shifted the topic.
"You're back?"
"I came back last night."
"I'm not busy next time. The shop business is done, and the fruits have found a buyer. It is the packaging factory you introduced to me. The owner, Boss Xie, is interested in my fruit. He wants it all, so I don’t have to find a buyer again."
"He knows what’s good."
"Isn't it, my chestnuts and hawthorn are authentic mountain products." Wang Cheng proudly said, "By the way, I'll send some goods to the packaging factory tomorrow, and I'll look for you afterwards."
"I'll pick you up then."
"Okay, I'll call you when I get there."
"Alright."
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