The next day, Liu Han and the others called Lin Zeng and wanted to show him the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Zeng immediately refused. The location of the Qinghe City Welfare Institute is clearly marked on the network map, and he can find the location with the help of the map.

The time they made an appointment with Liu Han was eleven o'clock at noon, and Lin Zeng went to the nearest car shop to the nursery in the morning.

The plan to buy a car has always been at the top of his agenda. It's just that I've been delayed by things in the breeding space.

When he was in college, he worked part-time at a driving school. Later, at a very low price, I took the driver's license. Buying a scooter, whether it is an online store or a greening company, is very needed.

While we don't plan to focus all of our focus on online stores, we don't want to abandon them entirely. With these current employees, it is almost enough to support the operation of the online store.

Compared to money, Lin Zeng was currently more eager for the crystal source body.

The greening company needs a four-wheeled car, which does not need to be of high grade, can transport goods, can carry people, and can travel, which is enough.

After all, Lin Zeng's small electric car looks too shabby.

Lin Zeng spent more than ten years of picking on the door before raising himself as an adult. Naturally, he will not be extravagant, and he will not use a non-luxury car posture. In his opinion, there seems to be no difference between the car and the low-end and high-end.

Therefore, he chose a specialty store of an ordinary car dealership in China.

The car manufacturer of this brand, the main domestic tool car, has a good reputation in the market. The quality is excellent, but the price is not expensive, and the standard configuration is about 80,000 yuan, which is in line with Lin Zeng's psychological price.

Although his savings are more than enough to buy a high-end car, he has a strong sense of small people, and he really does not have the leisure and taste to spend hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a car.

Under the warm hospitality of the car shop shopping guide, Lin Zeng ordered a standard version of the Fiberhome 3000 tool car, which can be completed next week and picked up for use.

Leaving the car dealership, Lin Zeng answered several phone calls along the way.

are all customers who need to design and plant plants in their homes. These scattered orders came from word of mouth from early customers. Lin Zeng didn't have much time to deal with it, so he roughly handed over the seedlings and growth guides to Zhang Hui and let him deal with these matters directly.

The price of each order here ranges from thousands to 10,000 yuan, although it is not much, but there is no problem in completing two or three orders a day. Zhang Hui's uncle and nephew, after completing the Qingyi small greening project, relied solely on working for Lin Zeng's orders, and their salary income was far more than the odd jobs they did everywhere in the past few months.

Their stressful life is also much more comfortable.

Lin Zeng leaned on the side of the road and answered a call from a Qingyi elementary school teacher. She planned to plant a strawberry wall on the wall of the living room at home, and Lin Zeng gave her Zhang Hui's phone number and asked her to contact him directly.

Looking at the time, it was close to ten o'clock in the morning, Lin Zeng drove a small electric car and drove to the Qinghe City Welfare Institute.

When driving out of the city, Lin Zeng passed by an elementary school, saw the stationery store next to the school, and his heart moved, parked the car in front of the store, and walked into the stationery store.

The shop is run by an aunt in her fifties with a smiling and kind face. When she saw Lin Zeng coming in, she greeted with a smile: "Brother Young, what do you want to buy?"

Young Brother is a dialect of Qinghe City, describing a young brother. Many elderly residents of Qinghe City like to mix dialects with Mandarin. When Lin Zeng first arrived in Qinghe City, he often listened to it with a blank face, but later he got used to it and understood it.

Lin Zeng chose some cartoon stationery, notebooks, pencils, pencil sharpeners, small pencil cases, pencil cases, and erasers suitable for children's tastes.

"Fifty of each of these things. ”

When Lin Zeng checked out, a sentence made this aunt smile from ear to ear and nod her head again and again.

"Okay, okay, I'll pack it for you. "This single business is worth two or three days of income.

Leaving the stationery store with two large bags and a large suitcase. Lin Zeng hung the bag on the back seat of the electric car, and the box was placed on the front footrest of the car.

This posture is just like when the night market set up a stall to sell barbecue.

It was only three or four months from that time, and the memory of that time, Lin Zeng seemed to be a lifetime away.

Qinghe City Welfare Institute, located in the suburbs of Qinghe City, if you take a car, there are only two buses passing here.

Lin had heard from Liu Han that ten years ago, when the Qinghe City Welfare Institute was first relocated here by the government, it was even more desolate. The surrounding fields and mountains, the low houses of the villagers, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive to find the market when they go out to shop.

At that time, the person in charge of the welfare home fought with his superiors, but his small arms could not twist his thighs, and finally he was moved from the center of Qinghe City to the wilderness at that time, and a shopping plaza was built on the original site.

The only consolation was that in order to make up for the loss of the welfare home, the government at that time built a new welfare home with a spacious building and a large area. You can also grow vegetables and raise chickens around.

Ten years have passed, and the desolate land has also changed a lot. The pace of urbanization is gradually approaching, Lin Zeng drove all the way, and those fields and vegetable fields in Liuhankoukou disappeared and turned into high-rise residences.

It is said that the average price of new buildings in this area has approached 20,000 yuan per square meter.

The location of the welfare home is at the back of a newly built community. A six-storey building, in the style of more than a decade ago, with pink tiles on the outside, is somewhat dull in contrast to the new building.

Around the building, there is a spacious playground, enclosed by a row of two-person high steel and iron railings. Looking through the railing, there are some common playground equipment for children on the playground. Slides, seesaws, sand piles, etc., a group of children, are playing on these facilities.

Lin Zeng found the gate of the welfare home, which was an ordinary railing iron gate, which seemed to be locked tightly. Next to the gate, there is a side door, and at the side door there is a cement room, which appears to be the location of the gatehouse.

The wooden door of the gatehouse was slightly open, and Lin Zeng got out of the car, went to the gatehouse and knocked on the window.

Suddenly, the window was opened, and a fierce and vicious face emerged from the window.

"What are you doing!" The wrinkled old face looked at Lin Zeng vigilantly.

“……”

Lin Zeng looked speechlessly at a cluster of tomato leaves by the window, and then at this strong old man with big eyes of copper bells.

This is the porter of the welfare home? He looks so cruel, and he has no stage fright when he goes to be the gatekeeper of the prison for the wicked.

"It was Liu Han who invited me over, and I made an appointment before. Lin Zeng was not in a hurry, said calmly, and reminded him casually, "Uncle, your tomato tree has been watered too much, and the leaves are a little rotten, and the amount of two bottles of mineral water bottles a day is enough." Too much watering and too wet soil will affect the flowering and fruiting of tomatoes. ”

When the fierce-looking old man heard Liu Han's name, he suddenly changed his face like a Sichuan opera, and changed from the underworld to an old man walking in the park. The tense muscles on his face relaxed, and the green tendons that jumped out of his forehead disappeared completely.

"Oh oh, yes, yes, Koyanagi told me. Haha, welcome, welcome to our welfare home. The old porter who relaxed down was a smiling fat man, and he opened the door from the gatehouse and walked out, "You can call me Uncle Que." Hahaha, Koyanagi said that these tomatoes and vegetables grown in our yard were donated to us by you, thank you, thank you!" )