Chapter 525: The Dung Digger

The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and before getting out of the car, Chen Jinhua said: "I asked someone from the Henan Provincial Public Security and Department to investigate Jia Yun's matter privately, and the results should be available in a while."

Chen Yi hadn't asked him to do anything, even if he hadn't dealt with the leadership team of Yu Province, he had turned around and found someone to do this, and by the way, he also did another thing.

Chen Yi thanked him seriously: "Thank you very much."

Jia Yun doesn't solve it, and he can't feel at ease when he goes out.

The headlights flickered to the courtyard gate, and Wang Sumei came out with her crying grandson in her arms, and beckoned, "Come in and drink hot water before leaving."

Wang Sumei felt that Chen Jinhua was sick, and she could treat him a little better. It's not like that, it's not like that, and when you come back, you don't even let the door in.

The yard is full of goods, otherwise it should be quite spacious.

Chen Jinhua looked around and asked, "How much did you buy it?"

"Two thousand, not cheap."

"It's a good deal." Chen Jinhua really thinks so.

If it were in the city, the price of a yard of this size would definitely not be so cheap, that is, it could only be bought for 2,000 yuan on the outskirts of the city.

Wang Sumei chattered: "The yard in our countryside can be built for three or five hundred, it is big and spacious, and no one can say how big the yard wants to be."

Jiang Xinyu interjected: "Mom, the countryside is a mud house, this is a brick house, and the landlord has repaired it."

She doesn't know how much a brick house costs, anyway, she doesn't think two thousand yuan is expensive, and the house in this realm will not be cheap in the future.

After Chen Jinhua drank the brown sugar water, he squatted on the ground and helped the child walk, Xiao Jiang Yan didn't recognize his life, and stood beside his leg very face-saving.

When Chen Jinhua was happy, he said to a few people, "When will you send this kid to me to live for a while?"

Wang Sumei immediately refused, "You still need someone to take care of you, how can you have time to take care of him?"

Chen Jinhua, who was rejected, was instantly woken up by this basin of water, and he had to make inches.

It takes more than a year to enter the hospital to drink hot water, so take your time.

Half an hour later, the jeep left here, Wang Sumei stretched out her arms and legs and said to Jiang Xinyu, "Take advantage of tomorrow's holiday to find Master Jin, right?" Do you think we're going to bring him back or do it ourselves?"

Master Jin is the roasted chef introduced by Grandma Zhang.

Jiang Xinyu: "Mom, you're busy all day long, learning a craft? Who will learn?"

Wang Sumei raised her chin and pointed in the direction of Song Yahui's house, "Yahui Learning."

Chen Yi said: "It's not troublesome enough, just hire someone to do things, and you still point to Song Yahui to do everything, just give him a salary?"

Wang Sumei's old face flushed.

She really thinks that Song Yahui's monthly salary is a lot, which is more than the salary of factory workers, and hiring a roasting master is not another additional expense? It's better to save a little or save a little bit.

She quibbled: "Xiao Song, this young man is capable, can speak well, is also diligent, and he has one more skill to learn how to fry goods, and I am also for his good."

Chen Yi said: "Tomorrow, I will talk to someone first, and people may not want to teach."

In the room, Jiang Xinyu leaned on his head and propped his head and asked, "What do you think of Chen Jinhua now?"

Chen Yi said truthfully: "I've been gone for two years, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

The mind is not bright.

But the main reason is that Chen Jinhua is actually not a villain, he has let go of his mother, and he understands what Chen Jinhua desires, so it is better to just let it be.

"Do you disagree?"

Jiang Xinyu shook her head, "What can you say?" He used all the money for our shop."

At noon the next day, the two of them walked down the alley given by Grandma Zhang, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter anything, it's just that I'm looking for him."

Uncle nodded, "I'll just say, if it has something to do with it, I won't know he's dead."

Jiang Xinyu was shocked, "Dead?"

The eldest lady next to her interjected, "When I died, I was ninety-two, a rare long life."

Chen Yi asked again, "Is there anyone else in his family?"

"There is still his eldest son's family living in this courtyard, his eldest son's name is Jin Youdong, this person should sweep the street or dig out the feces of the public toilet, you go to find it, just our alley."

The two of them walked for less than ten minutes, and when they smelled the pungent smell, they saw an old man coming out of the back of the toilet with two buckets covered with filth.

The taste is really pungent, Jiang Xinyu thinks that if this person can also fry food, he uses his hands to fry dried fruits...

It's not that she looks down on the dung diggers, but she really can't accept that what she eats in her stomach has something to do with feces.

Chen Yi shouted, "Is it Master Jin?"

Jin Youdong poured the contents of the dung bucket into the big bucket on the tricycle, and looked back at the two of them, "What's the matter?"

Chen Yi stepped forward and said, "I heard from others that your family used to fry dry goods, and I was introduced by others to your father, and I wanted to hire him to help us, but I came here to know that he was no longer there."

Jin Youdong hurriedly said, "You two go to the street and wait for me, I can come back in ten minutes."

When she arrived at the street, Jiang Xinyu took two breaths of fresh air, "You're quite comfortable."

Chen Yi turned his head to look at her, "Wasn't the pigsty in the courtyard when you were in the brigade? Aren't we going to live there in the summer?"

Jiang Xinyu snorted: "

If you feel comfortable, go back and continue to stay, and I won't stop you."

Mr. Chen, have you ever been in the pigsty? In this era, not only do you live in the same courtyard with the pigs, but you also have to work and serve them, which is really very customary.

Remembering her old days in the village, she laughed out loud.

Jin Youdong came back soon, and when he left, the smell on his body was quite obvious.

"Are you two going to hire someone to speculate? Or do you want to learn to fry them? Ugly words ahead, my dad said that our family's craftsmanship should not be passed on. In the past, the nobles in the Forbidden City all named me to eat my fried pine nuts, and my family's roasted food skills have been passed down from generation to generation."

Jiang Xinyu asked, "You are doing this job now, will you still fry goods?"

Jin Youdong puffed up his chest, "Then why not? When I was a child, my dad taught me that I made all the fried things at home during the New Year's holidays, and my dad said that he was the truth."

"And what do you do...?"

Jin Youdong immediately said: "Of course I will continue to do it, if you hire someone, I will let my son do it for you, he just returned to the city, and it happens that he has no job, but you can rest assured, his craft has also been practiced from childhood to adulthood."

This person is too active, and he is very full of words, Jiang Xinyu feels unreliable.

Chen Yi had the same feeling, and simply said: "Come to the No. 9 Courtyard of the New South Campus of Huaqing University at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you can prepare your own seasonings, and I can reimburse the travel expenses, and we will talk about something else after we have fried the goods and tasted them."

Okay, see the real work under your hands.

If his family can't do it, he will find someone else