Go Back To 1980 and Enjoy It Chapter 231

Chapter 231 Uncle Jiu returns to the village, causing a sensation in the whole village

When Deng Shirong returned to his hometown with his children, the whole Naye Village was in a sensation. All the idle villagers gathered to inquire about the opening of the restaurant.

 After all, the opening of Deng Shirong County Hotel has been a hot topic in Naye Village for more than a month.

“Jiu Gong, the restaurant in your county has opened. How is the business?”

“Jiu Gong, have you really handed over the management of the restaurant to Uncle Yuntai, Aunt Yuntai and the others?”

“Uncle Jiu, your restaurant business should be pretty good. I think it's definitely better than Yuntai's job as a vat master. Am I right?”

 “Jiu Gong…”

Hearing the inquiries from his nephews and grandnephews, Deng Shirong said with a smile: "Currently, the hotel business is pretty good. It is indeed better than my Yuntai making tiles. On the one hand, the income has increased a lot, and on the other hand, there is no need to do the same thing." Gong Wa worked so hard.”

The villagers in Naye Village were not surprised when they heard this answer. If it were anyone else who opened a restaurant in the county seat, some people would definitely be optimistic and some would not be optimistic about it. There are even a majority of people who are not optimistic about it. But it was Deng Shirong who opened a restaurant in the county seat. That's different.

In today's Naye Village, who doesn't admire Deng Shirong, a capable man? Whether he is contracting a tile factory with Deng Yungui, or cultivating orchards to grow lychees and watermelons, he is making a lot of money. Everyone is blind to him. trust.

Therefore, when they heard Deng Shirong's reply that the restaurant business was good and better than Yuntai's job as a pottery maker, the villagers expressed their feelings with envy at the same time.

 After all, it is an open secret in Naye Village that Deng Yuntai can earn more than 200 yuan a month by making pottery tiles.

Nowadays, the income of the hotel is much higher than that of Deng Yuntai working as a pottery tile, which proves that he can earn at least two to three hundred yuan a month. Since Zhang Xiuping and Deng Yunzhen have not come back, they must be counted as income when they help in the hotel. This adds up The villagers really can't imagine how high the income is.

 In short, everyone present knew that Uncle Jiu's (Nine Gong) family had another stable and generous income, and that life was becoming more and more prosperous.

In addition to asking about the opening of Deng Shirong Hotel, the villagers also did not ignore Deng Yunheng, the first college student in the village. They all gathered around to greet him and asked curiously about some things in the capital.

“Yun Heng, you should have been to Tiananmen, right? How big is it there?”

“Uncle Yunheng, the ancient imperial palace is in the capital. Have you ever gone in to see it?”

“Uncle Yunheng, have you seen the great leader?”

 “Uncle Yunheng…”

 Questions were raised one after another, and everyone was very curious about the capital.

If you want to choose a place that people across the country want to go to most, then Beijing will definitely be at the top of the list without any doubt, and no place can shake its position.

No matter how naive the villagers' questions were, Deng Yunheng patiently answered them one by one.

 Half an hour later, everything that needed to be understood was understood, and the villagers dispersed with satisfaction.

Then, the news that Deng Shirong had made money by opening a restaurant in the county town spread throughout the village as the villagers dispersed, and then continued to spread to the Shangxia Ersan Village.

Originally, making money by doing business in the county town was already a hot topic in the countryside at this time. In addition, the protagonist was Deng Shirong, the star of the Bangjie Brigade, so it was only natural that the news spread quickly.

 The morning of the next day.

After having breakfast at home, Deng Shirong told his children to study hard at home and then went out on his bicycle.

Today is already the 19th day of the sixth lunar month. In about ten days, the longans at Baiping Farm will be ready for picking. He must go to Tanlian as soon as possible to either rent or buy a house to hide from people and serve as a temporary house. Transfer station.

In addition, I also need to go to the third sister's house and the two brothers-in-law's houses to tell them about the nephews' work in the county, so as not to worry the relatives.

 Baiping Farm is located 500 meters east of the Tanlian Station on the Bo (Bai) Long (Tan) Highway. It has direct access to cars and is very convenient for transportation.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Deng Shirong came to this neighborhood and started looking for a suitable house to rent or buy.

Deng Shirong's requirements for the house are very simple. As long as it is empty and can store things, it is best to be in a remote location. It is best if there are no other houses dozens of meters around. It does not matter even if the house is dilapidated. It is just a temporary stopover anyway, and it is not necessary. live here.

 After riding a bicycle and searching nearby for several minutes, he finally found a suitable house.

This is a dilapidated mud-brick house with two rooms in total. Judging from the degree of corrosion on the exterior wall, it must have been decades old. Deng Shirong looked inside through the crack in the door and found that there was no one living inside. There was a lot of firewood, and it was obvious that the owner of the house used this place as a firewood house.

Next, Deng Shirong rode to the nearest house. When he saw a middle-aged man sitting at the door and burning a cigarette, he said hello: "Biao, I want to ask you something, who owns the two firewood huts in front of you?" Yes, do you know?”

While speaking, Deng Shirong also pointed to the house over there.

The middle-aged man held the hookah and asked without answering: "Biao, where are you from? Why do you ask?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "I am from the Bangjie Brigade. I want to buy those two firewood huts, so I want to ask Biao who owns them." He went to their village to buy two firewood huts, but it was none of his business, so he pointed the way: "That's the firewood house of the pork guy's family in our village. He sells pork at the intersection of Tanlian Road. Go find him." That's it.”

Deng Shirong thanked him and rode his bicycle towards the Tanlian intersection.

Watching Deng Shirong leave, the middle-aged man continued to stuff tobacco into the mouth of the chimney, muttering something unknown.

It's not far from Tanlian Road intersection by bicycle from here. Within a few minutes, Deng Shirong found what middle-aged people call a pork guy.

This pork guy is a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw Deng Shirong coming on his bicycle, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Biao, what kind of pork do you want to buy?"

 “I don't buy pork.”

Deng Shirong shook his head, pointed in the direction, and said, "Boss, do you have two firewood sheds over there?"

Pork Man didn't know the reason for his coming, but he still nodded and said: “My house has two firewood sheds over there, Biao, why do you ask this?”

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "I want to buy the two firewood huts in your house. I wonder if you are willing to sell them?"

In any case, this kind of house is not worth it. If the longan business makes him money this year, and he may do this business every year in the future, it will be more convenient for him to buy a house here.

The pork guy couldn't help but show a surprised expression when he heard this. Their two firewood huts were so dilapidated that they were no longer suitable for living in, yet someone still wanted to buy them?

He pondered for a moment and said, "I would rather sell you the house, but I have to keep the foundation to build a house for my son later."

Deng Shirong said: "If there is no foundation, then there is no point in buying this house for me. Then you might as well rent the house to me."

The foundation is very important to rural people. They will only sell it unless they are desperate. This is why the pork guy is not very interested in selling a house, but if selling a house is replaced by renting a house, then he will be too interested. .

Therefore, as soon as Deng Shirong finished speaking, the pork guy said excitedly: "Of course you can rent a house, Biao, how long do you want to rent it for?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "If the price is not expensive, I would like to rent it for ten years first."

“Don't worry, Abiao, I will definitely give you the most suitable price.”

With that said, the pork guy did a quick calculation in his mind, and then offered a price: "The rent is 15 yuan for one year, and 150 yuan for ten years. What do you think, Biao?"

Although the price is already very cheap for Deng Shirong, he still bargained and said: "I only use that house temporarily every year. The rent of 15 yuan a year is still too expensive."

The pork guy said: "Ah Biao, this price is really not expensive. On average, one month's rent is worth just over a pound of pork. How expensive is it?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "If I use this house for a long time, the price is okay, but I rent this house just to store longan temporarily. I won't use it at other times, so it is indeed a bit expensive."

 A Biao, give it to me if it's cheaper. "

He is not short of the money, but bargaining is necessary. He cannot give people the impression that he is stupid and has too much money, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

 Finally, after some discussions, Deng Shirong rented the house for one yuan a month.

 This price is quite satisfactory to both parties.

After the price was agreed upon, the pork guy said: "Ah Biao, I don't have enough time today. Give me two days. I will clear out the firewood in the firewood house first. Then you can come back and sign the agreement in two days. Do you think that's okay?" "

"sure."

Deng Shirong nodded, then took out two dollars from his pocket, handed it to the pork guy and said, "I'll give you a deposit first. Can I still come here to see you the day after tomorrow?"

The pork guy took the money and said, "Yes, I sell pork here every day. You can just come here and find me the day after tomorrow."

“Okay, I understand, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!”

 “Well, Abiao, walk slowly!”

Watching Deng Shirong ride away, the villagers nearby all congratulated the pork guy, their voices full of envy.

This dilapidated firewood house can be rented for one yuan a month, which is twelve yuan a year. This is not a small sum. The most important thing is that this money is equivalent to picking up for free. Naturally, it deserves everyone's congratulations and envy.

Pork Man also had a smile on his face. This kind of good thing happened to him, and it was hard not to be happy.

After all, the only purpose of his dilapidated ancestral house is to store firewood, and firewood does not have to be placed in the house. It can also be placed in the corner at the door of your home, and it will have basically no impact.

 So, this money was really free for him.

Chapter 2 has been delivered, and the 6,000-word update has been completed today.

 (End of this chapter)

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