Fu Qingxu looked at a cheerful villager walking by, and when the villagers passed by them, they smiled and gave a few people a smile, and nodded before passing by them.

"Are these people so happy all day long?" Fu Qingxu asked.

Zhu Tongqiang said: "No, it is the village that is going to make silk strings, saying that it is going to be bigger, but in the past, there was only one other family in Bian Rui who was making silk strings, so the output was small, and now I am going to make it for everyone, and the villagers here are naturally happy with another income."

"Oh, I see, this silk string was only made by two families before, why?" Fu Qingxu was a little confused.

In his opinion, anyone with such skills will definitely come up with it to make money, what era is it now, it is the era of making money, if a thing can't be converted into money, then such a thing will not be attractive, at least not to attract the public. It's a crime not to take out something as good as a silk string.

It's just that Fu Qingxu doesn't know that Bian Rui has only taken over the space for more than a year, and with Bian Rui's temperament, where can he think of so much, if he really wants to make money, Bian Rui might as well sell wood, and selling a few materials is not more profitable than selling silk strings. If it weren't for Fu Qingxu and a few people, he wouldn't have thought of this.

"How can I know if you ask me this question, to be honest, I've known Bian Rui for almost half a year, but I've never seen through him. The first time I saw him, I happened to meet him moving, I took a fancy to an antique bed placed in his yard, although the materials used are average, not a precious material, but the carving I told you, it must be from the hands of a famous artist, and several pictures of the eight immortals are also depicted in an unusual expressive ......" Zhu Tongqiang said to Fu Qingxu and the three.

After speaking, he said to the three of them: "Go to my house and sit and chat, let's not stand on the road, it's not comfortable standing here to chat!"

"Where is your home?"

Zhu Tongqiang stretched out his finger and pointed: "Just in front, I saw that the courtyard that was slightly sloping, that is where I live now!"

Fu Qingxu said: "Then go over and take a look!"

So everyone went to Zhu Tongqiang's residence together, Zhu Tongqiang's house is 17 on the side, the house is not big, and the yard is not small, almost more than seven yards.

"Wow! What a big yard!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fu Qingxu sighed.

Zhu Tongqiang put down the basket on his back, then moved a small table from the kitchen, put it directly in the yard, and then took a few small bamboo chairs and distributed them to everyone, and everyone chatted around the small table after serving tea.

There is nothing beautiful about the courtyard on the side of the seventeenth, that is, the main house with three bays, and next to it is a kitchen, which is far less beautiful than the small courtyards built by the people on both sides.

"It's a pity that this yard is so big. Didn't think about planting something?" said one of the people who came with Fu Qingxu with a sigh.

Like this small courtyard, if it falls into the hands of ordinary people, you have to plant some flowers and plants, and at the last time, you have to order some cucumbers and tomatoes, but this small courtyard is empty, except for a road in the middle is grass, fortunately, this grass seems to have been repaired, it looks like it is still needed, otherwise this small courtyard will not be able to see.

Zhu Tongqiang said with a smile: "This is Cousin Bian Rui's house, and it is also a friend of mine who is engaged in antiques, he rarely lives here, so he temporarily borrowed this house from me." Generally, the houses built by the villagers are like this on both sides, a hollow-shaped courtyard, but my friend doesn't care about this, his money is spent on antiques, so he doesn't have the money to build a decent courtyard."

Even if Bian Qiqi goes back to the village, he rarely lives in this small courtyard, because no one cooks and washes clothes for him when he lives in this small courtyard, so he comes back to live in his parents' house, and he can eat hot meals that save worry and effort.

"This tea tastes a little weird!"

Zhu Tongqiang explained: "This is the camellia here, not only the tea tree leaves, but also the young leaves of the unique wild mountain persimmon here, the two leaves are fried together, and it is a little astringent when you start to drink it, but you feel very fragrant when you drink two more sips, what you can't drink outside is the craftsmanship of Bian Seventeen Laozi, and others can't fry this taste."

"Oh, that's a taste," Fu Qingxu picked up his arms and took another sip, but he didn't swallow them completely, leaving a small half of the mouthful in his mouth to taste aftertaste.

Slowly, Fu Qingxu tasted the taste and felt the sweetness of this tea.

"That's good, by the way, you continue to talk about Bian Rui, I also think this little is quite mysterious," Fu Qingxu said.

"Why don't you leave at noon and have lunch at my house?" Zhu Tongqiang said.

Fu Qingxu said: "Bian Rui has already done it."

"It's okay, I'll just talk to him, and we'll eat the shabu-shabu directly, I'll tell you that the shabu-shabu in Bianjia Village is a must, make sure you clap your hands after eating" Zhu Tongqiang said.

Fu Qingxu thought for a moment and asked, "Is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate, it's not comfortable for you and Bian Rui to eat, this kid recognizes people, you might as well eat with me, everyone has something to talk and laugh about" Zhu Tongqiang said.

Fu Qingxu said: "That's okay!"

Fu Qingxu doesn't like Bian Rui's temperament too much, a little cold, although he laughs with you, but it always makes you feel that there is a wall between you and him.

Seeing that Fu Qingxu agreed, Zhu Tongqiang called Bian Rui and told Bian Rui that Fu Qingxu and the others would not go to his place to eat, and would eat a little at his house and go back.

Putting down the phone, Zhu Tongqiang smiled and said: "I said yes! Let's talk while doing it, I'll get you a basket, there is a vegetable garden at the door, you can pick whatever you want to eat, I'll borrow a pot, and then I'll ask for a soup made from old bones, I'm not polite to everyone, let's do it together, okay?"

Hearing Zhu Tongqiang say this, Fu Qingxu and the three of them stood up with a smile, picked up the basket and went to pick vegetables together.

Zhu Tongqiang first went to the neighbor's door and asked for a large copper pot, and then went out to get soup with a small aluminum pot with two ears, and went out for about ten minutes, and came back with a pot of broth.

poured the broth in the pot into the copper hot pot, and suddenly a slight smell of mutton that seemed to be milky spread, causing Fu Qingxu and the three of them to breathe.

"I'm going to go, it's so fragrant shabu-shabu"

"Mingzhu, you can't find this, let me tell you this, the mutton here is first-class, there is no feed at all, except for the winter with grain to fat, the rest of the time is to eat grass and drink mountain springs, a group of old men specialize in herding sheep, almost every family has a hundred and ten sheep. And let me tell you, strange is strange in one point, the sheep here never have plague and there is no disease, legend has it that there is a recipe in their village to prevent sheep diseases, but I don't know if this is true or false......

The guests who came liked the taste of this pot, which made Zhu Tongqiang very happy, added the soup in the hot pot, added a Sichuan-style butter-flavored base on the other side, added water to the pot and started to boil.

The hot pots in the countryside are very large, and they are generally square, which can be separated from the firewood stove below, and the firewood is also rude to burn directly, and after the pot is boiled over a large fire, it will be slowly burned with a carbon fire.

There are a lot of vegetables in the vegetable garden of Zhu Tongqiang, which are all in the spring, and there are them in the vegetable garden, in addition to fresh vegetables, the meat is mutton, and there are some pork and beef rolls with trademarks, which seem to be bought online.

Anyway, when it was time to eat, a small table was full of meat and vegetables.

Not only did there be meat, vegetables and wine, Zhu Tongqiang did not use the self-brewed wine in the village to entertain Fu Qingxu, but took out the Yanghe Dream Blue, which is quite expensive for more than a thousand bottles.

"Tell me how the string is?"

Zhu Tongqiang asked Fu Qingxu while pouring wine.

Fu Qingxu replied: "I only see that kind of blue strings, ice blue, that kind is excellent, now all the silk strings on the market can't compare, let alone silk strings, even the new nylon strings can't reach the timbre of this silk string, and I heard Bian Rui say that such ice strings are only more than 100 pairs a year, less than 200 pairs, to be honest, more than 10,000 pieces of back appreciation space is still not small, it can be said that buying is earning." Of course, I've heard of this, I don't know the specific situation, anyway, if there are more than 100 pairs of pairs per year, this ice blue string will definitely be able to rise."

Zhu Tongqiang listened, and stroked the wine jug with one hand and pondered it vividly.

Fu Qingxu asked, "Why do you want to do this business?"

"I want to think about it, but I don't think I have any fun in this business!" Zhu Tongqiang said a little unwillingly.

He didn't know how to find a way to make money from Bian Rui, but every time it made Zhu Tongqiang feel that he always had a feeling that Bian Rui had nowhere to go.

Fu Qingxu said with a smile: "Yes, and in terms of business, you are far away from the Zhou family of Mingzhu."

"Which Zhou family?"

"There are still a few Zhou families, the one named Zhou Zheng and Bian Rui are so used to it, even if Bianjia Village wants to give up this business, it won't talk about others," Fu Qingxu said.

The old man wanted to say something, but the phone rang, so he took the phone to the side and picked it up.

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Bian Rui received a call here, and when he heard Zhu Tongqiang say this, he responded.

After putting down the phone, he smiled at Zhou Zheng and the others: "Mr. Fu is not here, there are only a few of us at noon today, Yan Lan, you can also stay, help eliminate the dishes, otherwise you have to leave it again, and you will have to eat it at night!"

"How much do you think I can eat," Yan Lan said.

Yan Lan's tone was agreed, she didn't want to eat here at Bian Rui because there were outsiders, she didn't want to sit at the same table with an old man to eat, it was too embarrassing. Hearing that these people didn't come, Bian Rui would stay even if he didn't say that Yan Lan would stay.

After being a teacher for a few days, Yan Lan understands a truth, you have to be thick-skinned, otherwise even if you go to the cafeteria to eat, you will eat less than others. If it was Yan Lan who didn't care about a mouthful of food before, but now that the family doesn't have a dog and two geese, can't Yan Lan cook and feed?

"If you can't finish eating, take some back to your dog to eat," Bian Rui said.

Hu Shuo listened to Chong Yanlan and asked, "You still have a dog?"

"A small earth dog, many teachers here have dogs," Yan Lan said.

"Well, there are a few small ones in the yard, if you like to get one back," Bian Rui said.

Hu Shuo had already seen three puppies: "I don't like dogs, why don't you give me your cat?"

"The raccoon dog doesn't send it, I specially looked for someone to ask for a raccoon cat, you go buy a pet cat, let me tell you, this kind of raccoon cat can only be raised in the countryside, or there is a yard at home, a high-rise building or something is not suitable, because of the amount of exercise" Bian Rui said.

"If you can't bear it, you can't give it up," Hu Shuo threw down a sentence and continued to choose dishes.

Bian Rui ignored him, but continued to talk to Zhou Zheng about the motorcycle.

"Are you ready to start this new model that just came out? That car is a rally-flavored car!" Zhou Zheng suddenly came to his senses when he heard Bian Rui say that he wanted to buy a new motorcycle.

The biggest fun for motorcyclists is to add a new car, whether it is to add it yourself or a friend, it makes everyone feel excited.

"It's on me," Zhou said.

Bian Rui immediately waved his hand and said: "What does it mean to wrap it on you, I just asked you if there is any goods in Mingzhu's store, if you don't buy it with a big bag, let's not do it."

Zhou Zhengdao: "Otherwise, I'll give you a card?"

"What do I want such an expensive card for, I think about it and hang a D card directly, and then I can run here in my hometown, and use it as a 125," Bian Rui said.

The most common motorcycle in the neighborhood is the 125, which is much better than a car.

"I'll help you ask."

Within two minutes, Zhou Zheng asked Bian Rui for accurate news.