Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 822 Life Gate (1)

humble house.

It is a Chinese-style courtyard building named Hanshe.It's just that a high wall was built outside the courtyard to enclose it inside.

Otherwise, if this humble house is fully exposed, it seems to be incompatible with the architectural style of this ancient city... This beautiful ancient harbor city, Cartagena.

In the humble house, not only the outside is completely in accordance with the practice of the old capital courtyard, but even the interior decoration is also antique.

At this time, a red sports car stopped in front of the tall fence door outside the humble house, waited for the door to open, and then slowly drove into the humble house.

A slender girl, about 22 or three years old, was wearing a black short jacket and her hair was dyed pink and purple, stepped out of the sports car.

The entrance of the humble house is named 'Dragon Hall'.At this time, a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s slowly walked out of the dragon hall, and he followed two women in their thirties who were wearing servant clothes.

"Miss Sakura, welcome back."

"Uncle Wu, where is Grandpa?" The girl named Miss Ying handed over the car keys to one of the maids behind Uncle Wu, and walked directly into the dragon hall.

"Master is in the kitchen now." Uncle Wu replied.

Miss Ying suddenly stopped in her tracks, and said in amazement: "Didn't he just come out of the village, why didn't he take a rest, and went to the kitchen when he got to the humble house?"

Uncle Wu smiled and said: "It's like this. When the master was in the village, he foamed the top-quality dried abalone and brought it out along the way. Now he is going to prepare other ingredients for stewing. He will make a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall for the guests. of."

"A treat?" Ms. Ying was stunned, "Who is so powerful? Grandpa hasn't cooked in person for a long time, and this time he specially cooks a super troublesome dish like Buddha jumping over the wall? Is it the 'fire king' or the president?"

"I heard it's a young man." Uncle Wu also showed a puzzled expression, "It seems that the young master brought it back in person. He just got off the plane, and it's estimated that he will arrive at the humble house in an hour's drive."

"Uncle is back?" Ms. Sakura blinked, "Didn't he go to Brazil, is the job done?"

"It shouldn't be a problem." Uncle Wu smiled and said, "The Eldest Young Master did it himself, what else can I do? Ms. Ying, may I have someone prepare hot water for you?"

Miss Ying shook her head, then put her hands behind her waist, pulled out a palm-sized pistol, and handed it to Uncle Wu, "No need for now, I'll go to the kitchen to check on Grandpa, I haven't seen him in a few months. "

When Ms. Sakura came to the kitchen, she found several servants standing outside the kitchen.She came to the door and asked curiously, "What are you all doing standing here?"

A servant hurriedly said: "Miss Ying, it was the master who ordered us not to go in. He only kept the fourth uncle inside, and said that he should try his best to do it himself."

The fourth uncle is the chef of the humble house, and the fifth uncle is a brother. He has served the Song family for dozens of years.At this time, Miss Sakura was even more surprised.

She has never seen her grandfather attach so much importance to a guest, not only to cook the most troublesome dishes, but also to leave a seventh uncle to help.

Miss Sakura frowned and stepped into the kitchen.

"Ah Si, have the sea cucumbers been cooked?"

"It's ready, sir."

"Well, put it here, I'll cut it later."

In front of the table, Song Tianyou with white temples was wearing an apron and was cutting dried bamboo shoots. He looked focused and serious, and didn't seem to notice anyone walking in quietly.

Ms. Ying made a silence gesture to Fourth Uncle, and asked someone to take the prepared sea cucumber from his hand, and walked behind Song Tianyou.

At the end of Song Tianyou's eyes, he saw a pair of clean white hands quietly put down the utensils, then retracted them, and then continued to cut the dried bamboo shoots on the chopping board.

Ms. Sakura blinked... Is this grandpa totally planning to play on him... Obviously he has noticed it, okay?

She quietly reached out her hand, and touched the prepared quail eggs beside Song Tianyou.But before he touched it, Song Tianyou quickly waved his hand, and tapped the back of Miss Ying's hand with the back of the kitchen knife.

"Grandpa! You want to chop me up!" Miss Ying said in pain.

"Who told you to steal it?" Song Tianyou pretended to turn around, and tapped Miss Ying's forehead lightly: "Ghost spirit, when did you come back?"

"Just now." Ms. Ying still picked up a quail egg and quickly put it into her mouth, "Don't tell me it's almost Chinese New Year, so I'm busy paying the bills, and then I'm collecting some foreign debts. came back."

"Is everything going well?" Song Tianyou put down the kitchen knife, began to wipe his hands, and walked to the side of the stove at the same time.

This is the kind of stove that was common in rural areas in the old days. It burns firewood, and the firepower is strong enough.There is a steamer on the cauldron, and the steam is erupting, and the fragrance is everywhere.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, everyone's business is doing well this year, and there is no credit." Ms. Ying smiled and said, "There are several bosses who even paid off last year's accounts. They also said that they are very grateful to you and said When can I see you or something?"

"I don't need to meet, tell them not to give me anything." Song Tianyou said on fire, "Everyone is descendant of Yanhuang, living in a foreign country, it's not easy, help if you can, and make a fortune. "

"Hmm... But if everyone is like this, wouldn't it become dependent?" Ms. Sakura shook her head.

"Our ancestors had a saying that you don't expect to be rewarded for your kindness." Song Tianyou stood up, "Besides, if we are in a foreign land, if we don't help each other, there will be no one to help us."

"Well... I can understand, but I can't do it for the time being." Ms. Sakura shrugged.

Song Tianyou laughed and said, "Then what can you do?"

Miss Ying turned her eyes, and suddenly hugged Song Tianyou's arm, and said coquettishly, "Of course I can eat the Buddha jumping wall made by you, grandpa!"

Song Tianyou patted Miss Ying's forehead, and said with a smile: "This meal of Buddha jumping over the wall is not for you, you have already eaten."

Ms. Ying nuzzled her mouth and said, "The one you ate when you were ten years old? How many years ago...Grandpa!"

"The elder Buddha jumps over the wall, the Song family, one meal is enough for a lifetime." Song Tianyou suddenly said softly, "When your uncle was ten years old, I made him a meal with my own hands. When you were ten years old, I also made it for him. You made a meal. Now...it should be his turn."

"he?"

"You'll know when we meet." Song Tianyou smiled: "Okay, don't stand there, since you're here, help me and pick those vegetables for me."

"Ah? No more...I'm going to take a shower~"

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"Niece?"

The car drove slowly past the streets that preserved a large number of ancient buildings. While Luo Qiu looked at it quite interestingly, Song Haoran was explaining something.

The car should have undergone special bulletproof treatment, and the front and rear seats are separated. The conversation in the back seat will not be heard by the people in the front seat, and the privacy is not bad.

"It's my sister's orphan." Song Haoran sighed and said, "My father married my mother when he was middle-aged and gave birth to me. Before that, he had another wife. But my sister and brother-in-law were 15 years ago. Passed away due to an accident. Song Ying, who was only eight years old at the time, was left behind. Oh...by the way, my brother-in-law is married. So Song Ying follows our surname."

"Want to meet?" Luo Qiu nodded.

"Of course." Song Haoran said as a matter of course: "Our young family, counting you now, will only be three, and we will get to know each other sooner or later. Moreover, after Song Ying graduated, she began to take care of our family in Cartagena The business is doing well, but sometimes you are not stable enough. You are almost the same age, and you are still the same generation, so let's get close."

Boss Luo was noncommittal.

"Is there a Chinatown here too?"

When the car passed by a street, Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

"Well, this was built with the help of my father." Song Haoran smiled and said, "My father is also the honorary president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce here. He said, I don't want our people to be bullied by foreigners when they do business outside, so they will I contributed to building this street. It's not called Chinatown, it's called 'Chinatown'."

"Can I get out of the car?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

"That's not a problem." Song Haoran shrugged, without asking why, he asked Oni to park the car at the entrance of 'China Street', "You guys wait here, I'll just go in with Luo Qiu."

"OK!" Oni nodded, then watched the two walk into the 'Chinatown'.

At this time, Lluvia was frowning, and Oni asked curiously, "What is it?"

Lluvia said: "Do you feel that this street... seems a bit deserted?"

Oni was taken aback, and looked up, "Speaking of which, I remember that there seems to be a shop selling Chinese dim sum here, and the taste is not bad... It seems that it is not open today?"

Lluvia looked over, the door of the store that Oni mentioned was closed, and some garbage had accumulated in front of the door... It seemed that the door hadn't been opened for business for a while.

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"There are still a lot of people here."

Relatively speaking, it is a place with a large number of Chinese. Of course, there may be some oriental faces, but the source is from several other Asian countries.

But for Luo Qiu, it felt like returning to China—at least many of the signboards he saw were in Chinese characters.

"Today is Saturday, relatively speaking, there are still a lot of people." Song Haoran looked around, "I haven't been to this street for a long time, and I feel that there are not as many people as before."

"It's probably because physical business is not easy to do now." Luo Qiu responded casually.

"What, do you want to buy something or do you just want to take a stroll?" Song Haoran asked suddenly.

Luo Qiu looked at Song Haoran, "I'm going to buy some fruit."

"buy fruits?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said: "Is it strange? If you go to visit the elders, you should buy something? Does Mr. Song not like to eat fruit?"

"Hahahaha!" Song Haoran burst out laughing suddenly, "Buy fruit...buy fruit. No surprise, no surprise! The fruit is good, daddy likes it very much, especially persimmons! Come on, I remember there is a fruit shop in front shop, the fruit sold is the best in the whole street! I'll take you there!"

Guided by Song Haoran, the two soon came to a fruit stall in the middle of the street.A young man in his twenties was playing with his mobile phone in front of him.

"Is the boss there?" Song Haoran greeted in front of the audience, the young man seemed to be indifferent, Song Haoran didn't mind, and shouted again: "Is Boss You there?"

"Who are you?" The young man finally responded, looking up, "Our boss is not here, what do you need to ask him?"

"It's nothing, old friend, just chatting with him." Song Haoran shrugged, "Since we're not here, let's just buy something... Do you have persimmons for sale here?"

"No, some are here, you can see for yourself." The young man looked down at the phone again, absent-mindedly.

Song Haoran took a look at the store, then took another look at Luo Qiu, and picked up an apple, "But what I want to buy is persimmons."

"Then we can't help it. Persimmons are not easy to store, and there are few people who buy them. We haven't bought them for a long time." The young man pointed to the front and said, "A large supermarket has just opened in front of us. It has everything. If you want to buy it, go there. Where to buy it. But if you don’t want to go there, you can also look at the ones here, and name what you like, all half price.”

"Half price for all? So good?" Song Haoran was taken aback.

"Sell at a loss, this place is about to close, so clear the place." The young man said helplessly.

Song Haoran nodded, and said again: "Graduate? Why, I remember that Boss You's fruit stall has been open for more than ten years, and the business has always been good... Is it because he has made money and plans to enjoy life?"

"Enjoy Qingfu? In the next life?" The young man shook his head and said, "He, he can't even pay me this month's salary, and he is still helping to wash the dishes in the restaurant in front!"

"That's not right, what happened?" Song Haoran asked strangely, "Is Boss You's business so bad? Also, I remember that the shop next to him last year should also be owned by Boss You, right? Why is it changed to a clothing store now?"

The young man sighed and said: "Last year, then you don't know. Since the first half of this year, the rent of shops on this street has increased several times! Then a new large supermarket was opened, and there are everything in it. Yes, it’s cheaper than ours, and it’s sold out all the customers. The boss can’t pay the rent, so he can only shrink the store, but after more than half a year, the business is getting worse and worse, and now he’s losing money.”

"That's impossible." Song Haoran frowned and said, "I remember that the Chamber of Commerce in Chinatown has regulations. The rent here will only increase once every five years, and the increase is still according to the minimum standard. Each increase must not exceed 5.00%."

"It's been changed a long time ago!" The young man said, looked around, and then lowered his voice: "The chamber of commerce has changed a speaker, and everything has been changed. Let me tell you, the newly opened supermarket The boss behind it is still supported by the speaker, the purpose is to force us away!"

"Forcing you away? What's the point?"

"You don't understand this, do you?" The young man shrugged and said, "I heard that this place plans to cooperate with the government to plan a new project. So they want to drive us away. If we don't leave, then we will increase the rent and open a supermarket." Steal our business. If we can't hold on, we can only resign ourselves to fate. In the past few months, many houses have been closed. In two days, our place will also be closed."

Song Haoran nodded, "Well... the things here are good, I'll come back later."

After speaking, Song Haoran patted Luo Qiu on the shoulder, and walked away from the fruit stall.

Luo Qiu didn't see an expression of displeasure on Song Haoran's face, but his smiling face gave off a dangerous feeling.He suddenly looked at Luo Qiu and said, "Guess where I want to go now?"

"The chamber of commerce." Luo Qiu thought for a while.

Song Haoran smiled and said, "Why don't you go to that supermarket and have a look?"

"Isn't the Chamber of Commerce closer to the answer?" Luo Qiu asked rhetorically.

Song Haoran looked at the time, then nodded and said, "There's still some time, let's go."

(End of this chapter)