Chapter 35 Qizai’s Smokey Gege Mansion


Chapter 35 Qizai’s Smokey Princess Mansion

Lin Musen didn't know his son's little thoughts and knew that he would definitely beat the traitor to death.

There are actually some Lin family members who don’t want to be a dragon boat team member?

Lin Musen patted his forehead: "Yes, Uncle Jiu has too many things to do these days, and he is dizzy."

He was so shocked that his son could travel through time that he forgot that this was the second most prosperous event in the village this year.

Why not number one?

The first is the New Year's Group gathering in Shilou Village every New Year's Eve. The village's collective shares are divided into dividends based on head count, and then the whole village sets up a banquet to celebrate together, and some small stars are invited to sing and dance to add to the fun.

Don't underestimate this dividend. Each person can get at least 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. For four people in the Lin family, the village's dividend can reach more than 200,000 yuan a year.

Wang Wenjuan's traditional Chinese medicine money alone costs more than 200,000 yuan a year. Without the village's dividends, the Lin family's life would be even more miserable.

Lin Sanqi didn't want to sigh now, she was thinking about how to make money, so she smiled and said:

"Sister-in-law, let's buy some tea to give away."

When Liu Fangfang saw Lin Sanqi, she felt full of sympathy for this sunny boy.

The fact that Lin Sanqi was expelled from school was already known to the whole village. There was no way the village could hide this matter. Fortunately, everyone still didn't know about the broken love.

"It turns out to be Thirteen. Just tell me what kind of tea you want to buy. As a family, I will give you the purchase price."

Lin Sanqi didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he took the time and said:

"Sister-in-law, I want 50 jins of jasmine tea, 50 jins of Longjing tea, 50 jins of Anxi Tieguanyin, and 50 jins of Keemun black tea."

Liu Fangfang was a little surprised:

"It's so much, doesn't your family run a rice shop? Why do you want to switch to a tea shop? Hahaha~~Okay, wait a minute, I'll go to the warehouse to get it."

The mainstream of southerners drinks Kung Fu tea. The sales of jasmine tea are not very good, and there is no stock in the store.

After a while, Liu Fangfang brought the tea in a trolley and settled the bill at the end.

Jasmine tea costs 50 yuan per catty, clearance price; Longjing tea costs 130 yuan per catty, which is said to be Yuexiang Longjing, not produced in Hangzhou; Tieguanyin tea costs 120 yuan per catty; and Keemun black tea costs 60 yuan per catty.

In the conscience of heaven and earth, the prices quoted by Liu Fangfang above are all wholesale prices, and the quality is guaranteed. The bad ones are not taken out. Lin Sanqi and his son really don't make any money.

On this point, the Lin people in Shilou Village are quite united.

But even so, Lin Sanqi spent 18,000 yuan, almost using up the travel fund his father gave him.

If tea was unsaleable in 1959, the Lin family's finances might be on the verge of bankruptcy.

The two father and son rode electric tricycles back home. They did not go upstairs. Instead, they came to Lin's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. Then they locked the door. One father and son weighed the food, and the other wrapped it in brown paper.

Put half a kilogram of tea in a paper bag, and write what kind of tea it is on the paper bag.

It was already midnight after finishing 200 kilograms of tea. Lin Sanqi calculated that the time was almost up and was ready to go back.

Before leaving, Lin Sanqi thought for a moment, ran to the kitchen, took a pack of rice noodles, some raw beef, and some seasonings from the refrigerator, then walked through the kitchen door and disappeared into 2023.

(It doesn’t matter which door you want to travel through, as long as it’s a door.)

Back in 1959, Lin Sanqi opened the room and took a sneak peek and found that the Lin family had not returned yet, and her nephew and niece were still counting sesame seeds on the sesame cakes together.

So Lin Sanqi quietly filled the rice bucket with snow-white rice...

When evening approached and everyone got off work, Lin Sanqi was already lying on the ground with his face covered with black soot, and then he was blowing air into the hole under the coal stove desperately, trying to light a fire. Lin Jiageng and Lin Zhenzhen shouted cheers from the side.

"Come on, uncle, come on, uncle~~~"

Poor Lin Sanqi has lived for 23 years, and the family has always used a gas stove, which will light up at the first ignition. Where has such a briquette-burning stove been used?

Let alone cooking, he just couldn't get through the process of lighting a fire. The stove only produced smoke but no fire.

Anyone with some common sense in life knows that to light a coal stove, you must first use some hay or paper to start the fire, then put in the firewood, and finally put in the coal cakes when the fire is strong.

Lin Sanqi didn't care, and just threw the firewood and coal cakes in at the same time as soon as the fire was lit. As a result, there was no air below to support combustion, and there was no way to ignite the coal cakes.

Bao Yansheng just entered the middle courtyard carrying his lunch box. He coughed several times when he saw the smoke curling up:

"Hey, whose house is in trouble, everyone, please take a look."

Hou Daya at the door of the left wing coughed and cursed:

"There is no water, it's the wandering son of the Lin family who is poisoning us. Oh my god, he is planning to poison our people in Dongkua Yard, so that he can monopolize the whole big house, cough cough cough~~~"

Then Belle also shouted feebly over there:

"First save me, this old man. He can't breathe. If this were the Qing Dynasty, this brat would have to be dragged away to purify himself and sent to the palace~~~"

Wu Xinhou was walking into the courtyard with Lin Sophora, and was startled when he saw the fireworks in the courtyard.

The biggest fear of the old house is that it catches fire. If it catches a large area, it will be too late to save it. There is no fire insurance these days. If it burns down, I will cry to death.

"Here, what's going on? Where are you singing?"

Hou Daya saw Lin Sophora flavescens coming back and cursed:

"Lin Laoguang, what do you think you should do about the good things your son has done? If I don't have an explanation, I will never be done with you!"

Lin Sophora flavescens was startled and asked quickly: "Hey, what's going on? Is this the order of Ji Niao Hou's house?"

Hou Daya was dissatisfied: "What the hell, your family just lit up the coal stove. It was your son who was lighting the coal stove. Look, he brought disaster to the yard. The clothes to be dried in my yard were washed in vain!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sophora flavescens shrugged: "It's not okay if your pants smell like fireworks. Come on, don't take your pants away. I'll let Lin Sanqi wash them for you later!"

Hou Daya almost vomited blood after hearing this: "Lin Laoguang, your underwear was washed by another man. How can I wear it after someone else washed it?"

"How to wear it? Wear it close to the body, do you have to wear underwear outside?"

Seeing that Ji Niaohou was going crazy again, Wu Houxin quickly stopped him and said:

"Okay, okay, Lao Lin, stop teasing Ji Niaohou and see what play your son is singing."

Lin Kushen was happy when she saw it: "The song should be "Guillotine". Do you think my son looks like Bao Longtu meditating in Kaifeng Mansion? Haha."

Wu Houxin looked at Lin Sanqi, who had a face full of soot, and then looked at Ji Birdhou, who looked blind and had a nose that was not a nose. Then he looked at his old colleague, who had no worries about everything, and he was completely speechless.

"Hey, Comrade Xiaoqi, what are you doing?"

Lin Sanqi raised his head and saw the people in the smoke, then he smiled and said:

"I have nothing to do. I want to try to cook dinner for my grandma, but this coal stove is not obedient."

Wu Houxin looked at his old colleague and smiled happily: "This little boy is pretty good."

Lin Sophora raised her chin: "That's the handsome monkey Sai Lei."

(End of chapter)

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