farming tycoon

After seeing Mr. Cheng, Zhang Jingtian's face turned pale. Jin Nanfeng secretly pulled him aside and asked, "What's the matter, do you know this old man?"

Zhang Jingtian glared at Jin Nanfeng angrily, and said, "What old man, please speak with respect. That's Mr. Cheng, a well-known gourmet in China, and a glutton. His words are comparable to Michelin's three-star rating for your creation."

Jin Nanfeng glanced into the room, just in time to see the famous Mr. Cheng dipping his fingers in honey and eating, as if he couldn't wait for a moment, "You are too exaggerated, Michelin is an international class , you set up a small association yourself, can the small circle compare?"

Jin Nanfeng had been in Shangjing before, so he knew that these people like to brag about themselves the most. Another one, in his opinion, the so-called gourmets are those who have money and leisure, travel all over the world, and at the end get some fame to pay off. The kind that can eat free food.

Well, in such a comparison, Mr. Cheng really fits this image very well. Let's say that the family he borrowed from now has a smile on his face, which shows that he must have enough money.

Zhang Jingtian felt that he and Jin Nanfeng couldn't communicate anymore. When he told the truth, this guy ignored him. When he told lies, he caught him right away.

Mr. Cheng is here, and his sons are about to go crazy. If he reports the news now, he doesn't know if he can give him some convenience in the future. .

Jin Nanfeng packed up the honey that Zhang Jingtian was going to take away. This guy came in a car, and he took all of it away when he left later. He pretended and asked, "I'll take it away when I come here from a thousand miles away. With so many bottles of honey, I don’t quite understand the thoughts of rich people like you, wouldn’t it be nice to deliver them to you?”

As soon as Zhang Jingtian heard it, he said: "The express ones taste the same as the ones I brought home. Hey, I don't understand. How can you be such a vulgar person to make good things all the time."

Jin Nanfeng chuckled, and said with a smirk: "Probably the crops in the field, the fruit trees on the mountain, and the fish and shrimp in the river don't dislike my vulgarity. Let's go. Don't come here if you have nothing to do. I feel upset just looking at you."

Zhang Jingtian rolled down the car window and looked at Jin Nanfeng. After pondering for a while, he said in a low voice: "For the sake of honey, let me remind you, that Agnelli is not easy to mess with. Be careful when you get in the car and you will be killed." If you don’t come down, you will be eaten to death.”

Jin Nanfeng looked at him indifferently, Zhang Jingtian was helpless, rolled his eyes and said: "Master, I kindly remind you, you don't know good people, just like you, people will not be sure, when the time comes Not even a bone scum is left."

Jin Nanfeng took a deep breath, and asked: "Why are you still talking yellow, I know my own affairs, let's go."

Zhang Jingtian saw that he was obsessed with obsession, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, if I'm not worried that I won't have food in the future, I'll take care of my leisure, hum, don't say I didn't remind you in the future."

When the car drove away, Jin Nanfeng touched his chin, and felt that he and Agnelli needed to get to know each other better, otherwise why would everyone around him think he was a femme fatale?

In his opinion, Agnelli is good-looking and has a good temper, except that he is sometimes a bit poor and particular. He treats his family members with great respect, and is even willing to accommodate their way of life. There is really nothing wrong with him. .

If Zhang Jingtian knew Jin Nanfeng's evaluation of Agnelli, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood. People in China don't know much about the Agnelli family, but the high-level people still know a thing or two. Notoriously domineering.

Agnelli, on the other hand, has completely inherited the family's cold-blooded and domineering personality. The two acquisitions just after returning to China are enough to make people feel lingering fears about him, and some people secretly call him a cold-blooded robot.

Jin Nanfeng wanted to find out, but before he could open his mouth, his old friend Ding Chong came to the door with his son Ding Ding. Seeing Jin Nanfeng sitting at the door intact, Ding Chong heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "You're fine. That's good, I didn't leave a call at the time, and I was worried that Old Liu would not let go."

Jin Nanfeng smiled and said: "Even if he doesn't let go, so what, at most he will detain me for a few days, and I will not be released."

He is skilled in beating people, looks severe, and hurts a lot, but in fact they are minor injuries. Even if he goes through the legal process, he will be detained for fighting for a few days at most, no more than [-] days, which is easier than drunk driving.

Ding Chong smiled, and said again: "That Liu guy liked to sue when he was studying, but now he has a small belly and a little money in his family. I'm afraid he will trick you on purpose."

When Jin Nanfeng heard it, he couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "Fuck, it's all fake. You think he's wearing famous brand products, but Armani and Rolex are all fake, not even high imitations."

Old Liu may have some money, but he definitely won't be rich, otherwise he can show off wearing a fake brand name?Jin Nanfeng had seen a lot of real famous brands back then, so he could tell at a glance.

No, that old Liu saw Agnelli's arrogant sports car, and then quickly dismissed the case. He didn't even bother talking. It can be seen that he was pretending to be guilty, and he was probably afraid that Jin Nanfeng would come and find trouble.

Although Ding Cong didn't know what was going on, he was relieved when he heard this, and said with a smile: "That's good, I said that he is so alone, how could he be so rich, if it is true, God is too short-sighted .”

After all, he actually understands that in today's society, the more shameless and bottomless people are, the easier it is to make money.

Jin Nanfeng smiled, looked at the little boy lying motionless on Ding Chong's back, and said with a smile: "Come in, I just went up the mountain to shake the honey, I raised it myself, it's absolutely natural and pollution-free, kid Definitely love it."

"Not busy, not busy, I have something to go back." Ding Cong said with some embarrassment.

"What are you going back to, stay for dinner today, we haven't seen each other for so many years, we must have a good drink." Jin Nanfeng pulled him enthusiastically, Ding Chong hesitated, and finally agreed.

Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin are getting old, and they like children the most. When they saw Tintin, they laughed. Grandma Jin frantically went to make honey water.

Ding Ding just sat there quietly. He actually looked good, with big eyes, a straight nose, and fair skin, but his eyes were dull, and he just lowered his head and didn't speak after sitting down.

Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin, who were originally enthusiastic, also found that something was wrong. Things were piled up in front of the child. If it was the brats in their village, they would definitely put them in their pockets, but the child remained motionless.

Ding Chong was also a little embarrassed for a while. He forced a smile, but he didn't vent his anger on his son. Instead, he reached out and touched his head, and said in the most gentle voice in his life: "Ding Ding, grandpa and grandma brought you It's delicious, don't you want to eat some?"

Ding Ding still kept his head down and did not speak. Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin looked at each other. It was Jin Nanfeng who came over, smiled and picked up a chestnut and peeled it off. He gently pulled Ding Ding's palm into his hand and said, "Ding Ding, try it. Do you think it tastes good?"

Ding Ding squeezed the chestnut in his hand, he didn't look up at Jin Nanfeng, he just leaned against the table and remained motionless until Ding Chong couldn't help feeding it to the child, then he slowly raised his hand and stuffed the chestnut into the mouth.

Jin Nanfeng brought over the honey water and snacks next to him, put a small bench at the door, and set a small table for him, and called the Lion King and Alexander over: "Ding Ding, sit here and talk to the dog Let's eat while playing, okay? Your father is inside, just call if you have something to do."

Ding Ding didn't speak, but started to grab the second chestnut and toss about it. Obviously, he liked the taste of the chestnut just now. After eating three or four chestnuts, he probably felt thirsty, and his eyes were on the glass of honey water.

Ding Ding sniffed, then looked down at the Lion King who had been sticking out his tongue to show off his cuteness, and finally took the glass of water slowly, holding it with both hands and drinking it slowly. If you look carefully, maybe You can see his eyes are brighter.

Inside the house, Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin went in to cook, and Jin Nanfeng asked in a low voice, "Did you take Ding Ding to the big hospital to see it? The child looks good, but he is a bit quiet."

Ding Chong sighed, and said: "Today is considered very good. Usually, people don't pay attention to what he talks to, even if I talk to him. I have been to any big hospital. I spent a lot of money. You can see the effect. arrive."

Jin Nanfeng also sighed slightly in his heart. Autism is actually not uncommon. Don't watch TV that often says that autism can have special talents. Some autistic children are extraordinary in some fields, but anyone who knows a little knows , This is only a small part of them. Most children with autism do not even have the basic ability to take care of themselves.

He looked at Tintin, who was obediently drinking honey water over there, and felt that although the child was not talkative, he was not a typical autistic child, so he asked, "Would you like to go to a big hospital again? I still know a few people in Shangjing who can help you make an appointment with an expert, maybe there is still hope.”

Ding Chong looked a little disheartened, sighed slightly and said: "I appreciate your kindness, but let's forget it, now I just want to make more money, when I am old and rich, Tintin also has someone who can take care of him."

Jin Nanfeng couldn't force him to agree, so he asked again: "That Tintin's mother?"

Ding Chong's complexion darkened again, and he said after a long while: "I'm not capable, and Ding Ding is like this, she's not happy to pass and left, forget it, just leave, stay and swear all day long, It's not good for the kids either."

Speaking of this, Ding Chong paused, glanced at Jin Nanfeng, and explained: "Nanfeng, I have no other meaning."

Jin Nanfeng smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know, besides, I don't care about it now. I think Ding Ding will understand your intentions when he grows up."

Ding Chong smiled and heaved a sigh of relief. In his memory, Jin Nanfeng was very concerned about his mother's affairs. Whenever someone mentioned it, he wanted to fight. Unexpectedly, he let go now. He is happy for his good brother and also He smiled and said: "I hope that one day, I don't expect anything, just think that the child will be safe and sound."

But this is not easy. Ding Ding is a congenital child with autism. It seems to be relatively mild now, but in fact the possibility of being cured is very small. Ding Chong understood this two years ago.

Ding Ding had finished drinking a glass of honey water over there, and Grandma Jin took out a small cup. The child licked the corner of his mouth after drinking it, and seemed to want to drink more, but he didn't ask the adults for it, but continued to calm down. Sit there quietly.

Jin Nanfeng's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Ding Chong, is it convenient for you to take Ding Ding to sell sweet potatoes every day?"

Convenience is definitely inconvenient, especially in Ding Ding's current situation. Ding Chong's parents and relatives have not had a good relationship since he was a child. Now that Ding Ding's mother has left, what can he do.

"I'm planning to recruit people here. They must be long-term workers. I usually patrol this mountain area. The work is easy and not tiring. I just need to stay here all day. I used to worry that I couldn't find a suitable person. If you have If you are interested, you can consider it." Jin Nanfeng added, "My grandparents like children very much, and when it is inconvenient for you, you can also keep Tintin at my house."

When Ding Chong heard this, he quickly refused: "Where do you need people here? It's not the time when the farming is busy. If you are too busy, I can help you. You don't need to take care of me. Selling sweet potatoes is very good, but our town is too busy. Small and too few people."

He wanted to go to the city, but he couldn't let go of Ding Ding. They had at least one place to live here, and the people around them knew each other well. It would be different in the city.

But Jin Nanfeng said: "It's okay now, when the fruit comes out in spring next year, there will be more things. I really don't want to take care of you, but I have this need. It's not urgent. You can go back and think about it."

It's not that Jin Nanfeng looks down on those who sell sweet potatoes. There are also a few houses that sell sweet potatoes in the city. Dan Chong is really not a material for business. The purchase price is high and the export price is low. , but capital preservation.

Seeing him mentioning it repeatedly, Ding Chong finally agreed to go home and think about it. Before leaving, Jin Nanfeng even took honey for Ding Ding to eat. Ding Chong was a little embarrassed, but Ding Ding looked a little happy.

When they left, Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin agreed, and said: "Ding Chong is a good boy, people are less patient with children nowadays, let alone someone like Ding Ding, hey, even a mother can't be so careful." gone."