It’s Not Too Late to Meet Again After Rebirth

Chapter 17: compete

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After lunch, Lin Changqing went to the hospital to see Lin Jian again, and returned to County L with Lin Jian's instructions.

Lin Jian was living in the hospital these days, and he didn't say anything, but he hated Wang Yanyan in his heart. However, he was generous and didn't really want to do anything to Wang Yanyan, he just wanted to find her and completely sever the husband and wife relationship with her.

At the beginning, he and Wang Yanyan got a marriage certificate, and now she ran away with Chen Laosan with the money, there is no guarantee that she will not regret it and come back to make trouble. Chen Laosan is a smooth-talking idler, and he is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Once he cheats out of the money in Wang Yanyan's hand, I don't know what will happen in the future. If it is as he expected, Lin Shu will be caught in the middle, and he will suffer great harm no matter what.

Even if he has never loved Wang Yanyan, Lin Shu is his own flesh and blood, his beloved son, how can he bear to see him being repeatedly hurt by his own mother

After Lin Mo heard Lin Jian's request from the side, before sending Lin Changqing to the car, he quietly gave him a note: "Third Grandpa, I accidentally heard Wang Yanyan mention the address on the note several times. Might have gone here."

Lin Changqing glanced at the address on the note. It was a well-known big city in the southern province of G. There were a large number of migrant workers from other provinces. It was really not easy to find someone alone, but the address on this note It is extremely detailed, maybe you can really find someone.

"Are you sure you remember the address on the note correctly?" Lin Changqing was looking forward to getting Wang Yanyan back, not to mention anything else, the Lin family now has so many debts, and if they can get some money out of her hand, Lin Jian's life will always be over. better.

Lin Mo nodded and said: "There should be nothing wrong, I heard her mention it several times. By the way, third grandfather, when you call the police, remember to tell the police that Wang Yanyan was abducted by Chen Dacheng."

The address on the note was found by Lin Mo in his previous life, who spent a lot of effort asking private detectives to find out. Wang Yanyan and Chen Dacheng lived there for a long time, but I don’t know if they settled there when they first arrived in Province G. However, no matter what, it is better than finding a needle in a haystack.

The law and order in L County is not particularly good, but it is not particularly bad, at least there are not many vicious cases of abduction and trafficking of women. Although Lin Changqing is only a small village official, he still has some connections in the county. Through his connections, Chen Dacheng is accused of trafficking in women. As long as the address is accurate, it is not a matter of arresting Chen Dacheng and Wang Yanyan. particularly difficult things.

Lin Changqing understood Lin Mo's meaning in an instant, and he admired Lin Mo even more in his heart. He immediately put away the note and agreed with it.

After sending Lin Changqing away, Lin Mo hurried back to prepare the ingredients for the stall tonight.

Back at the residence, grandma had already peeled half a pot of potatoes.

"Grandma, where's the little book?"

"Accompany your father in the hospital." The old lady said without looking back, her hands moved quickly. Her old man is full of energy now. For her, the small stall that can earn more than 100 yuan a day is completely the hope of the family in the future, and she does not want to delay for a moment.

"It would be nice to have him accompany Dad to relieve boredom." Lin Mo washed his hands, took a knife, and sat next to grandma to peel potatoes together.

"Mo Mo, you said that in a few days, your father will be discharged from the hospital and return to County L, and this is the end of our small stall?" the old lady said worriedly. In the eyes of the old lady, the consumption situation in L County is far from being comparable to that of Jincheng, and the spiked potatoes that cost one yuan a piece may not sell so well in L County.

Lin Mo chuckled and said, "Grandma is reluctant?"

Seeing that Lin Mo didn't take it seriously, the old lady glanced at him and sighed, "Of course I can't bear it, the income of more than one hundred yuan a day."

"We don't sell potatoes anymore, we can still sell other things."

The old lady's eyes lit up: "What are you selling?"

Invisibly, the old lady no longer regards Lin Mo as a child who doesn't understand anything, but vaguely regards him as the backbone.

"When we go back, it will be around the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month. People in the city don't kill pigs, but they also have to prepare sausages and bacon for the New Year, right? I plan to wait until we go back. Let's go to the village to buy a few pigs and make them into bacon and sausages. Go to the city to sell." Lin Mo had thought of selling sausage and bacon during the Chinese New Year. But the time is too urgent, it is estimated that only one batch of goods can be shipped.

The old lady looked at Lin Mo worriedly: "Can it be sold well?" A few pigs would cost thousands of dollars just to buy them, and they didn't want to make money first, if they lost money, they would lose a lot of money.

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Grandma, don't you believe me?"

The old lady thought about it again, the humble big potato can earn more than 100 a day in the hands of her grandson, he has a big idea, maybe he can really make money.

The old lady smiled and said, "I believe, I believe, of course I believe it."

The old and the young were chatting, and they prepared things without knowing it.

As usual, the old lady went to the hospital to deliver meals before going to the night market. In order to save time, the frugal old lady always takes a tricycle to and fro, and it is a heartache when she pays. Fortunately, when she went to deliver meals, she would bring more than ten bags of potato chips to the hospital and sell them to the fat nurse and her foodie friends, which paid off for the fare.

Lin Mo would win over the manager of the night market from time to time, and the stall was temporarily stabilized. Because the business was good, some gangsters made trouble with him before, but was stopped by a girl who often took care of his business. That girl was the first girl who skipped school to take care of his business on the day Lin Mo opened his business. Her family probably had some relationship with the Taoist priests, and those little gangsters especially bought her account. I don't know what she told those people. After that, they never came to trouble Lin Mo again. On the contrary, they liked to buy Spike potatoes from Lin Mo. Every time they bought at least twenty or thirty yuan The money was paid to Lin Mo every time.

Lin Mo thanked the girl very much, and left a free Spike potato for the girl every day. In his eyes, that girl is just a little girl. With his little EQ, how can he tell that the girl is interested in him. On the contrary, the old lady's eyes are sharp, and she can see the girl's mind. The old man directly looked at the little girl with the eyes of his granddaughter-in-law. Even if the little girl is usually aggressive and arrogant, she is embarrassed, so she said in a sideways manner to the old lady. After a few times, she no longer dared to go to Lin Mo's stall to get potato chips, and asked her good friend to do it for her every time.

There are no gangsters to trouble Lin Mo, but his business is really booming, and some people still can't stand it.

As soon as Lin Mo rode his tricycle to his stall, he found that the fat sausage noodle stall next to him, which was not doing well, had changed to selling spiked potatoes. Taking advantage of the large area, they even put up a simple billboard at the door. The four flavors of spiked potatoes on the billboard are exactly the same as those sold by Lin Mo.

In fact, since Lin Mo launched a new flavor of Spike potatoes, almost all the stalls selling Spike potatoes in the night market have supplied these new flavors within a few days. It is a pity that these people are all reluctant to use ingredients, and there is no one with the taste Comparable to Lin Mo's.

The owner of the fat sausage noodle shop has been doing bad business. He has been in the catering business for many years, and he can probably calculate the money Lin Mo earns every day. How can he not be jealous? He kept watch from five or six in the afternoon to eleven or twelve in the evening. When the business was at its best, he only earned more than 50 yuan, and most of the time it was around 30 or 40 yuan. Worker. Looking at Lin Mo again, he is busy, he can earn one or two hundred a night, and he can work for several days!

He saw that the Spike potatoes sold by Lin Mo were not very special, it was just that he was willing to use better seasoning than others, and he also used these seasonings. Based on his experience in the food business for so many years, he still didn't believe the ones he prepared. The taste is not as good as that of a dime child!

Lin Mo's business is very good, but the efficiency of the briquette stove is really limited, and people often have to queue for a long time to buy a portion of potatoes. Now, there is a stall selling spiked potatoes with the same taste next to it, and some customers who lack patience and loyalty are naturally unwilling to queue up.

Originally, Lin Mo would be able to sell out the stalls at ten o'clock, but this day he sold them until eleven o'clock before selling out the potato sticks he prepared in the afternoon.

On the way home, the old lady sat hunched over in the tricycle and said indignantly: "I just said that old Liu has no good intentions and helps us with nothing. I think he came here sincerely to learn from the teacher! "

Lao Liu is the owner of a certain fat rice noodle stall, and he has been extraordinarily helpful to his grandparents and grandchildren a few days ago.

Lin Mo smiled slyly: "I'm still afraid that he won't come to steal his teacher and learn art."

The old lady was puzzled and said, "My dear grandson, what do you mean?"

"He can buy the best ingredients, but grandma, don't forget that the seasoning sauce is specially made by me. Without this sauce, Lao Liu will never be able to make the taste of our family."

The old lady was immediately happy, and laughed and scolded: "Hmph, he deserves it, it's called evil will be rewarded with evil."

"But I plan to tell Lao Liu the recipe of the sauce."

"What, are you crazy?"

"Grandma, do you think I'll give it to him for nothing?" Lin Mo didn't plan to sell the Spike Potatoes in the future, and was about to leave Jincheng, so why not take this opportunity to make a small profit? In his previous life, he bought all kinds of secret recipes, but he spent a lot of money!

The old lady is not stupid, she immediately understood what Lin Mo meant: "Oh, my Mo Mo is smarter. Mo Mo, how much do you plan to sell him the formula for?"

"At least one thousand eight hundred." The prices are high these days, and this sauce recipe is not so unusual, it just adds two flavors of Chinese herbal medicine that can enhance the freshness that ordinary people can't think of, plus the special frying technique, the sauce The material is very fragrant, and the price is not too bad. He is extremely short of money now, and he can't let it go if he can earn a little more.

The old lady was not sure whether she could sell it for so much money, but she said happily, "That old bastard is cheap."

The grandparents and grandchildren went back laughing all the way.

At night, when the old lady went to the hospital to watch the night, Lin Mo woke up Lin Shu who was in a daze, and drove him back to the residence together. After taking a bath for him and changing him into the newly bought clothes, Shu Lin was very happy. He hugged his brother's arm at night and slept very soundly. Some stones that had been pressing on his heart finally fell to the ground.

Lin Mo poked his chubby baby face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he fell into a deep sleep.