Duan Feifei was indeed not unhappy, but he didn't tell Jiang Kuo that he didn't want Jiang Kuo to spend too much time on his family affairs.
Relationships will not always be pure feelings, and it is impossible to never bring other things, but he hopes that at this stage, in the beginning, these things will not become things that both parties have to undertake.
With these unconventional events in life, the journey will be full of variables.
He can endure and change, but it's just him, Jiang Kuo doesn't need to change, Jiang Kuo doesn't need to change.
"Aren't you jealous?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"What..." Duan Feifei quickly retracted his thoughts, "I eat Yang Ke's vinegar?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
"No," Duan Feifei leaned back and looked at him, "Are you looking down on me a little too much?"
Jiang Kuo snorted: "That's not true, I thought you had to go through the process."
"I might as well eat Dong Kun's vinegar instead of Yang Ke's vinegar," Duan Feifei said, "Yang Ke met Dong Kun whom I called directly."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "It's a mistake, who would have thought that he would become a prophet after half the rumors?"
"Are you going to..." Duan Feifei looked at him, "Let Yang Ke do something?"
"Let's do some errands," Jiang Kuo said, "My idea is to set up an online store, you can also take orders on WeChat, so let's make this formal first, packaging, branding, these first Okay, you can let Yang Ke go with the formalities and chores, we still have to go to class after all."
"When do you want to start?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's not what I think," Jiang Kuo said, "it's what you think, when you plan to start, start when you want."
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "I'll discuss it with my uncle first."
The two walked around the market slowly. Jiang Kuo felt that Duan Feifei didn't seem to come back to his senses. It was difficult to talk about the branch before. After all, it was another store, and there was a lot of movement. There should not be so much difficulty in communication for online stores with sales models.
"If you do it like this, the old man shouldn't have any opinion, right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"You have to talk to find out." Duan Feifei said.
"Is it so uncertain?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "You're not robbing him of his business, isn't that a good thing?"
"That's not it," Duan Feifei sighed, stretched out his arms and hugged Jiang Kuo to his side, "for so many years, he gave my dad money, took care of me, paid my tuition fees, and gave me pocket money for living expenses, just saying , he can take care of anything, I can take care of your father, and I can take care of you... "
"Now that you suddenly want to work by yourself, does he think you can't trust him?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"If you haven't finished reading the book, you have to think about making money," Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, and after a while, he frowned: "Let's ask first, if you can't do it, talk about it."
"Well," Duan Feifei retracted his arms, "Didn't you come here early to play after the New Year? Let's play first, when are you going to ride a horse?"
"When is the equestrian lesson for you?" Jiang Kuo corrected him.
"When will you give me equestrian lessons?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile.
"Special treatment for you," Jiang Kuo clapped his hands, "You decide the time."
"The racecourse doesn't open until the sixth day of the first year," said Duan Feifei, "I'll make a reservation by calling when I get there."
Jiang Kuo stretched his waist: "Celebrate the New Year. It's fun and fun, the family gathers together happily, and it's a holiday. It's boring and boring, and there's nowhere to play if you want to."
"Research on what place to play without resting during the New Year." Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone.
"It doesn't matter," Jiang Kuo said. "In the past New Years, I would go to the bar and sleep at home, and there was nothing to do. I came here early because I wanted to stay with you. It doesn't matter."
"Then let's go to the bar." Duan Feifei said.
"No." Jiang Kuo said.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei looked at him, "Is it boring to go to the bar with me?"
"How did you spend the New Year in the past?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Sleep for two days, get together with classmates, and walk with relatives for two days," said Duan Feifei, "and then the beef should be available."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo smiled, "it's not as much chatting as I am, and I'm more tired."
"So I'll accompany you to the bar." Duan Feifei said.
"No, it's boring," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll spend your new year. Uncle asked me to come over for dinner, so I'll come over for dinner. Will Ding Zhe come to help?"
"Well, sometimes, when he doesn't want to stay at home." Duan Feifei said.
"Then I'll come too." Jiang Kuo said, "Make sauce beef."
"Okay, you're here to make trouble." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
Ding Zhe held the knife and looked at Jiang Kuo standing in front of the desk, with "I'm not Sister Li" written all over his face.
"How boring is your family for Chinese New Year," Ding Zhe said, "so boring that you have to go back to school early and go to the market to help people cut beef."
"Fresh." Jiang Kuo cut the beef into long strips according to what his uncle taught before.
A piece of beef, he had been cutting for several minutes.
"Don't talk to me," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm afraid that if I get distracted, I will cut my hand."
"Fuck." Ding Zhe was so frightened that he immediately got two meters away from him.
"Boil the water." Duan Feifei directed Ding Zhe.
"Just a moment," Ding Zhe said, "the water was boiled dry after he cut it."
"Is this piece finished?" Duan Feifei asked as he walked to Jiang Kuo's side.
"The last knife," Jiang Kuo said, swiping down with the knife, "Look."
"Amazing," said Duan Feifei, "the fingers are still intact for this operation."
"Come here." Jiang Kuo put down the knife, "My fingers are sore, this knife is not heavy, why?"
"It's too tight, you don't need to use so much force, and it's not cutting the bones of the beef," Duan Feifei took a piece of beef and spread it on the table, and began to cut, "This knife is super easy to use."
It is really super easy to use. You can see that this is an easy-to-use knife to cure obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Do you want to take some away when the meat is cooked today?" the old uncle asked Ding Zhe.
"I still have it at home. I can eat some here. I won't take it home," Ding Zhe said. "My aunt is here and I haven't eaten for two days. She likes spicy food."
"Just dip it in some hot sauce and eat it," the old aunt said on the side.
"Is the sauce beef not spicy?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I haven't made spicy food." The old aunt said, "There are other places, we have done this for years."
"Why not make it spicy?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Because if you want to eat spicy food, just dip it in some hot sauce," the old aunt said with a smile, "this child."
"But the taste will be different," Jiang Kuo said. "Spicy, spicy, rattan pepper..."
Duan Feifei turned to look at him.
Jiang Kuo also glanced at him and swallowed: "It should be delicious."
Duan Feifei was originally thinking about this because Jiang Kuo was a little uncomfortable, but when he turned around and saw him like this, he wanted to laugh.
I originally thought about bringing this up to my uncle in a few days, but Jiang Kuo has been working hard these days, helping to make the sauced beef, and sometimes chatting with the old uncle.
Duan Feifei thought that he should find an opportunity to talk about it first. He implemented this matter, and Jiang Kuo didn't need to worry about it for him all the time.
Today, Cannon was going to the construction site. After passing here, he asked Jiang Kuo to go out to eat.
"Are you really not going?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I won't go," Duan Feifei said. "Boss Song didn't bring the beef over this morning, but only at night. The market will open soon. There is so much meat that the old man can't be busy by himself."
"Okay," Jiang Kuo nodded, "then I'll come back to you."
"Look at the time, if it's too late, go back to the rental house," Duan Feifei said, "I'll go look for you when I'm done."
"Well." Jiang Kuo lowered his head and sent back a message to Cannon. "Cannon is quite diligent. He said that he will be busy after the new year. It will start before the New Year is over."
"If you didn't come to report," Duan Feifei said, "do you have to start working with President Jiang?"
"Probably," Jiang Kuo said, "I just don't think it's interesting and I'm very tired. It's not that President Jiang can't do it anymore. He has a lot of skills. If he can't do it, he can give it to anyone. Why do you have to drag me? ."
"Let's go eat." Duan Fei slapped his butt.
"Don't do anything," Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, "I will take revenge."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Kuo's hand quickly reached into his clothes and touched it hard.
"Damn," Duan Feifei rubbed himself, "I got the meat off!"
Today's dinner was the quietest meal since the Chinese New Year. Duan Ling didn't have time to come back to eat after work, Jiang Kuo was not there, and Ding Zhe didn't come to eat.
Just the old uncle and the old aunt and Duan Feifei.
"I have leftovers today," the old aunt said, "just us."
"Well," Duan Feifei leaned against the back of the chair, "I don't really need to eat it. These days, every day is full of fish and meat, and the muscles are covered by the fat."
"Let's cover it first," said the old man. "I can't help but eat it. What about all the leftovers."
"Eat." Duan Feifei smiled.
The old uncle took a few bites, and after thinking about it, he went to get the wine and poured it: "I called your dad the other day, and he reported the menu. Isn't the New Year's Eve dinner quite rich?"
"Well, there are also braised pork with braised pork." Duan Feifei said.
"Just don't drink." The old man took a sip of wine, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.
"You can drink it when you come out." Duan Feifei said.
"It's only half a year," the old uncle said, "you can come out on the tail of the summer vacation."
Duan Feifei was silent for a while: "Uncle."
"Huh?" The old man looked at him.
"Let's have three knives..." Duan Feifei hesitated about what to say, but it seemed that he would be a little embarrassed to say it, "Would you like to build an online store?"
"What?" The old man was stunned.
The old aunt was also stunned and looked at him.
"Just..." Duan Feifei took a bite of the dish, "Isn't it going to be demolished? The business will definitely be affected during the transition period. Let's set up an online store first, and then we can make up for it."
The old uncle didn't speak, he still looked at him, his face no longer had the happy expression he had when he was drinking, and now he looked at him with anger in his astonishment.
The old uncle's reaction was not too unexpected from Duan Feifei's expectations. The old uncle was violent and straightforward, but he was quite stable in terms of being content with the status quo.
This is similar to the temperament of most of the people in the market. It is not easy to work hard. Maintaining the status quo is the best choice. Deeds have also circulated in the market over the years.
"Didn't you sell it on your mobile phone?" said the old aunt.
"This is a relatively small scale, and they are all old customers. Occasionally, some old customers introduce it," Duan Feifei said. "If we do it more formally, we can expand the source of customers and prepare for the future."
"You are..." The old man finally came back to his senses, "Where are you going to your school, what are you thinking about? After the demolition and transition, I can't afford your school?"
The old uncle said the same lines just as Duan Feifei had expected.
"It's not for this reason," Duan Feifei sighed, "Also..."
"That's the reason!" The old uncle put the cup in his hand back on the table, "what else, because your dad is coming out! Can't I support your dad! Will I not let him participate in this store! Myself My brother, as soon as he came out and didn’t get everything straightened out, let him go out and start his own business. What kind of person am I? You too, you don’t go to your school and think about these things! I’ve been worried about your thoughts for so many years, I’m afraid You worry about money!"
"I didn't think so. You and my old aunt, including Duan Ling, have treated me and my relatives the same over the years. I don't know that myself," Duan Feifei looked at the old aunt, "Aunt, you know I'm not like this. mean."
"Are you worried that your dad won't be able to make a living when he comes out?" the old aunt said, "this store is going to split up, so don't worry about it now, wait for your dad to come out..."
"No, no, no..." Duan Feifei quickly waved his hand, "I don't want to split up, no matter what!"
The old uncle and the old aunt were reluctant to set up a branch before. From a stable point of view, opening another store cannot guarantee that the business will be good. I can't get around, I just get stuck at this angle repeatedly.
"Uncle, auntie," Duan Feifei put down his chopsticks, "this has nothing to do with the separation of the family, it's just to think of another way of selling, and to standardize the mobile phone we are working on now, isn't it? For my dad, it's not that I have any other ideas."
The old man didn't speak, took another sip of wine, and frowned as if he was thinking.
After a while, he sighed heavily: "Who gave you the idea? You used to be happy every day, why suddenly... Is it that kid Jiang Kuo?"
Duan Feifei was stunned: "No, it's not him, it has nothing to do with him, I didn't mention whether I could open a branch before."
"You can't hide this from me. I haven't been a scumbag in the market for decades. I'm old. Before you mentioned it was different from this time." The old man waved his hand, "This time you're serious... I Seeing that Jiang Kuo has been thinking about sauce beef for the past few days, he used to love sauce beef, and now he is still thinking about whether it is spicy or not."
"It's really not him," Duan Feifei said, "I just thought of opening a branch because of the demolition recently, but after thinking about it, I think it's more appropriate to start an online store now, and the investment is less. It's our existing process, and it doesn't add any burden."
"How much does it cost?" the old aunt asked.
The old man looked at her.
The old aunt waved at him.
"I haven't counted it yet, I just have such an idea, and the specifics have not yet been determined." Duan Feifei said.
"The child can do it if he wants. I'm afraid it's not a day or two after thinking about it, so I can't persuade him," the old aunt said, "bring him some."
It was only then that Duan Feifei realized what the old aunt meant, and hurriedly took her hand: "No, no, I don't have much money, I have it, and you don't need to pay for this money."
"How much money can you have!" The old uncle stared at him, "I don't know how much money you have, the lucky money, the pocket money you usually give to you, and the money you gave to you for the beef you sold. How many!"
"Enough." Duan Feifei said.
"You give him twenty-three thousand dollars," said the old aunt.
"Yeah." The old man replied.
"It's really not necessary," Duan Feifei did not intend to ask the old uncle for money, "Well, if I really want to figure it out, I'll definitely understand it. If it's not enough, you can make it up for me."
He has about 50,000 on hand now, and he can always find someone to collect some. Although it may not be enough, for so many years, he and his father's life depended on the old uncle's family. He really didn't want to open this mouth too much to get money from his son.
The old uncle looked at him, turned his head for a long time and sighed again.
"I don't know what you think. There are some things I don't understand, and I won't let you do it. I'm afraid that if I don't understand it, it will delay you," the old man said. "I want you to do it, but I'm afraid you will suffer."
"How old am I," Duan Feifei said, "Am I the kind of person who will suffer casually?"
"Who are you looking at," the uncle said, "Jiang Kuo looks like a real child to me, but... After all, he came from a wealthy family, and people who hold 500,000 yuan can't be considered money, not necessarily If you can be more attentive, whether it is a loss or a profit is nothing more than an experience, if you play with him, it is not a trivial matter if you really lose."
The old uncle had already decided that he was with Jiang Kuo, and Duan Feifei could no longer defend himself, so he could only acquiesce.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, "I'll take care of it."
"Extraordinary," the old aunt looked at him. "Tell me the truth, are you worried that your dad will not be there?"
"It's not that I'm not worried," Duan Feifei rubbed his face, "but when he came out, he definitely didn't want to be in the store, for fear of dragging people down, and he wouldn't be willing to do anything with the name of Niu Sandao. It doesn't matter."
The old man raised his head and drank the wine from the glass.
"Let's talk about the second child," the old aunt sighed, "he..."
"That's what he is," the old man said. "Believe it or not, he won't do it when the streets will come to help and resettle him! He'd rather go somewhere else to beg for food!"
"Hey..." The old aunt covered her forehead and sighed again.
It took a long time to eat this meal, and the old uncle and aunt were speechless in the second half, and Duan Feifei followed the dishes in the bowl silently.
After eating, just like a conditioned reflex, a few people got up and started working step by step.
No matter what we talked about today, whether it went well or not, tomorrow is the day when the market opens, and we have to prepare as always today.
Boss Song's car was parked in the back passage, and Duan Feifei walked behind the car.
The lights on the side of the aisle are brightly lit, and the shops in a row have begun to return to their daily routines, cleaning, tidying up, stocking up, and a bit noisy.
With the atmosphere of the New Year, and with the atmosphere of the New Year has passed.
"Extraordinary, it's a little dark, did you get sunburned while skiing?" Xiao Li opened the trunk door.
"It took two or three hours to slip together," Duan Feifei said, "obvious to this extent?"
"You turned out to be white and tender." Xiao Li said.
"I couldn't tell if you were praising me or scolding me." Duan Feifei said.
"Praise you!" Xiao Li said, "Don't you just understand that people praise you for being handsome!"
"That's not so, I don't think it's a compliment to say I'm handsome," Duan Feifei laughed while leaning against the door, "Is the meat okay?"
"Bring a knife," Xiao Li said, "I'll give you a taste!"
"No need, I just finished my meal and panicked. I'm a civilized person and don't eat raw meat," Duan Feifei patted the door, "unloading."
Today, the uncle asked for more meat, and Duan Feifei and Xiao Li were carrying it all the time.
The old uncle smoked a cigarette with Boss Song as usual, communicated with each other, and made a routine to ensure the supply of high-quality beef in the future.
Duan Feifei brought a piece of meat into the store, and the old aunt was counting.
"How much is in the car?" the old aunt asked.
"Two or three pieces, it's almost there." Duan Feifei said as he turned and walked back.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Xiao Li say in the trunk: "Hey! Who are you, you can take it!"
Duan Feifei hurriedly walked over, if the old Zhang family were looking for trouble during the Chinese New Year...
Someone turned out from behind the car door with a piece of meat.
Duan Feifei glanced over and was stunned: "What?"
"Xiao Shi'er." Jiang Kuo said.
"Here," Duan Feifei hurried over to pick it up, "It's dirty! Didn't you see that we were all wearing Haitian oyster sauce?"
"Bullying my illiterate?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Isn't this Totole Chicken Essence?"
"Huh?" Duan Feifei also looked down and snorted, "This is a big business, and it's easy to wear too many clothes."
"Who is it!" Xiao Li took the last piece of beef out of the car and walked over to take a look.
"My classmate." Duan Feifei took the beef from Jiang Kuo's hand.
"I thought that the old Zhang family was coming, and I was shocked." Xiao Li entered the back door, "I also thought that I didn't leave them today."
"Old Zhang family robbed meat?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice.
"Why did you come here?" Duan Feifei looked at him. Although he felt a little bored today, when he saw Jiang Kuo who suddenly appeared, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but tick up.
"I don't think it's too late to come here," Jiang Kuo said. "You didn't reply to the message."
"I didn't hear it." Duan Feifei still curled the corners of his mouth.
"What?" Jiang Kuo imitated him and said.
"No," said Duan Feifei in a low voice, "I missed you so much when I first saw you."