Chapter 249: The Road to Entrepreneurship

"My father wrote to me that I had contracted a gardening farm at home, and the tea I made won a gold medal in the province. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info wants us to go back and help the flower manage the garden. What do you think?" Liu Qiaoye actually knew a man's mind without asking. Zhang Youping's machismo is very strong, let him go back to enjoy the blessings of the cub, he can't pull his face.

"Let's talk about it. Zhang Youping seemed to be calm, but his hands clenched into fists, and the muscles in his arms bulged suddenly.

Liu Qiaoye glanced to the west.

Home, it's too far away, and I don't know if the cloud on the horizon is a cloud fluttering from my hometown.

When it was time to pay the salary, after Zhang Youping received the salary, he calmly said to his mother-in-law, "I'm ready to quit." ”

Liu Qiaoye didn't ask why, "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

"I've been walking around here for a while, and the cardboard in the recycling bin charges two cents a pound. The price seems to be rising. Now there is construction everywhere, there are more and more factories, and the packaging paper production department is coming over. The paper mill has a fundamental production department. The demand for this kind of recycled waste paper must be very high. I found out that there was a paper mill nearby. The purchase price of waste paper is higher than that of recycling stations. I'm going to use the two of us' salaries for the past few months to open a recycling station. Very few people come to collect the waste paper from these factories in our neighborhood. These factories have our fellow villagers, and I try to get them to get the waste cartons out of the factory and sell them to me, and I give them the purchase price of the recycling station. I can send this waste paper to the paper mill and I can make a lot of money. You look at our factory, those wrapping paper used to pack raw materials and accessories have a lot of them every day. No one has noticed any of this yet. If I set up a recycling bin here, I would have enough money from these factories alone. Zhang Youping rarely worked overtime for a while, and he usually walked around the neighborhood, which finally made him see an inconspicuous opportunity.

"If you see it, do it. I'm sticking with you. "Liu Qiaoye knows the ambition of men. If he was forced to stay in the factory, he wouldn't be happy. It seems that the cub is putting too much pressure on this father. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qiaoye's mouth.

"I'm going to have to give the cubs a good example. Zhang Youping saw that his mother-in-law did not object, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Lihua and her family heard that Zhang Youping had resigned and was ready to build a recycling bin by himself, and they were also very supportive.

"Brother, it's still you who are bold, brother, I have wanted to quit my job many times to go out to work, but I haven't made up my mind. You've only been here for so long to dare to do this, you're better than me. I'm going to take out all the money we've saved up for the past two years. You're just starting out in your business, and you definitely need money. I don't have a place to use this money now, so you can use it first. When you make money, you will pay it back to us. Maybe one day I'll make up my mind, and you won't be able to sit idly by. Zhao Hongbing put a neat stack of 100 yuan bills into Zhang Youping's hand, which was several thousand yuan. A few thousand dollars is definitely a huge amount of money in this year.

Zhao Hongbing accompanied Zhang Youping to find a house nearby in the next few days, completely taking Zhang Youping's affairs as his own.

Zhang Youping had a good relationship with the sanitation employees in these factories in advance, and he was also familiar with the doormen of those factories. In some factories, Zhang Youping can go in and pull away the discarded packaging from these factories, and no one realizes that these things can be sold for money. However, Zhang Youping is a long-term person, although he can get these things without spending a penny now, but in the future, people will look back, and Zhang Youping may not be able to get those wrapping papers from them even if he spends money. Therefore, Zhang Youping took the initiative to buy waste packaging paper from those people at a relatively low purchase price. After gathering a truck, he called for a truck to send the waste to the packaging paper factory.

After a few trips, Zhang Youping doubled his assets. Zhang Youping was not satisfied with the nearby factories, and looked at the industrial park farther away. He set a small goal for himself this year, striving to buy a small four-wheeler, and when he learned to drive, he didn't have to call other people's cars.

If Zhang Zhaohua knew that everything he had done not only failed to make his father come home, but would make his father under great pressure, and he made up his mind to take root in Guangdong, I don't know what Zhang Zhaohua's mood would be.

When Zhang Youping was happily counting the money, Zhang Zhaohua was already lying on the bed and falling asleep.

In the dream, Zhang Zhaohua dreamed of the long-lost old Taoist master again.

The old Taoist master taught Zhang Zhaohua the mantra of turning over the altar at night: "Please turn over the altar Zhang Wulang, and the second master of the ancestor will descend to the altar." ...... If an evil master comes to fight the Fa, the vegetable basket carries water and sprinkles the Dharma field. There are famous names in front of the altar everywhere, there are flag guns in front of the hall everywhere, the iron armor and golden body appear in the clouds, the flying clouds are coming quickly, the disciples are coming to be invited now, and the ancestors of the altar are descending to the spirit!"

In addition, he also taught Zhang Zhaohua a few spells, all of which were related to the evil master's fighting method without exception. Turning the altar mantra, five thunder mantras, Zhang Wulang mantras, fighting prefaces, copper Nan rods, iron nan rods, and wall moving methods......

The dream of this night was also very strange, one night I dreamed that the old Taoist master was fighting with other evil masters. The old Taoist master had just had an illness. Now the body is still relatively weak, but I didn't expect the evil master to take the opportunity to come and attack. The old Taoist master held on to fight against those evil masters. Zhang Zhaohua can only be anxious, he is always watching a story happen in his dreams, no matter how much he wants to help, he can't do anything. I remember the spells used by the old Taoist master clearly. Until Zhang Zhaohua woke up from her dream and found that her whole body was drenched in sweat. When I woke up, everything in my dream was as if it had really happened. Next, unable to sleep anymore, Zhang asked Hua to get up simply.

Zhang Zhaohua played all the way Meishan boxing in the yard, although Zhang Zhaohua is not a big person, but the boxing has seen a little bit of the true meaning of Meishan boxing. Although Zhang Zhaohua doesn't practice boxing much, but in her dreams, she hasn't seen anything? What's more, Zhang Zhaohua can feel the kind of boxing intent in her dreams, and she is naturally familiar with it when she practices.

Zhang Zhaohua practiced for a while, and Zhang Wenrong and others hurriedly arrived.

"Called Hua, why did you get up so early?" Zhang Wenrong hurriedly jumped on the plum blossom pile and began to practice.

"I woke up early when I couldn't sleep. You first practice all the pile skills. I'll teach you some more routines later. "Zhang Zhaohua didn't plan to teach them a few real kung fu before. But I didn't expect the three guys to change very much, so Zhang Zhaohua changed some of his previous intentions.

Before I knew it, the rice in the rice field where Zhang Zhaohua was called had become heavy. The ears of grain are very long, even if they are the same grain seeds in the village, they are very different from the fields where Zhang called the flower seeds. (To be continued.) )