Siheyuan: The Ambition of Sanzang

Chapter 384 62. Master Dou Zhishan
After taking a shower, Sanzang stood in front of the full-length mirror to change clothes, while his daughter-in-law Jingru was tying a tie for herself, when suddenly the phone in front of the bedside table rang.

"Hey, the phone was installed so quickly, Lao Tan's work efficiency is not bad." Sanzang glanced at the phone, feeling a little confused.

"Yesterday... oh no, I pretended it the day before yesterday. It was probably my sister-in-law who called, and her family also got through on the phone. Call me every day if you have nothing to do." Jingru speeded up her hands and said with a smile.

"Then you take it, I'll do it myself." Sanzang stroked his beloved wife's jade hand.

"It's okay, that's all right." Jingru helped her man straighten his collar, and then walked over to answer the phone with graceful and calm steps.

Sanzang shook his head, took a blue and black suit from the closet and put it on, picked up his handbag and prepared to go out.

"Sister-in-law, what do you want from me?" Jingru said with a smile when she picked up the phone.

"Xiaoru, it's me, is my brother-in-law back?" Qin Yuru's voice came from the phone.

"Oh, it's my sister. I thought it was my sister-in-law. I'm back. I just arrived in the afternoon. I'm about to go out now." After Jingru finished speaking, she immediately covered the microphone and said with a smile to her man: "Husband, hurry up!" Come answer the phone, my sister is looking for you."

"Is that Sister Huairu?" Sanzang walked behind his wife, handed her the handbag, and asked tentatively.

"No, it's my own sister." Jingru shook her head.

"Oh." Sanzang took the phone from his wife and said calmly, "Sister Yuru, it's me. Is there something wrong with the company?"

"The company is very good, nothing happened, but someone came to ask us to buy a universal joint." Qin Yuru said anxiously.

"Huh? Who is it? Is it private?" Sanzang frowned when he heard this, thinking that he might be the same type of person as Li Yuanchao again. He already knows everything he should know about how powerful he is. Which guy has such a head? iron?
"That's not it. It's a representative of a car company."

"Automobile company? What's the name?" Sanzang's heart moved. Could it be that the business came to him automatically?

"What's Santana?" Qin Yuru picked up the business card in his hand and looked at it.

"Hey, that's it. How much do they want? The amount shouldn't be too much." Sanzang immediately lost interest when he heard it.

"That's right, 1 a year."

"Can we squeeze out this capacity?"

"No problem, just work overtime."

"Well, sell it to them. Mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are. It's better than nothing."

"Understood, what about the price?"

"Well... we sell it to Dongwa for more than 7 yuan each. Now Santana is produced to make money from the rich. We don't need to save it for them. It's useless to save it.

They are still very expensive, just double the price, 2 yuan each, if you want it, don’t let it down. Sanzang pondered for a while, then said gently.

"Understood, let's sign a contract with him now?"

"Sign it, read the contract carefully, don't be fooled by others."

"Understood, then I hang up?"

"Hang up, I'm going out too."

"Okay, bye."

"Goodbye."

"What is my sister looking for you? It doesn't seem like a bad thing?" Jingru stood aside and listened to the general idea, then handed the handbag to her man with a smile on her face.

"Well, a small business came to me automatically, and it can probably earn 10,000+ a year." Sanzang took the handbag and pecked Jingru's pretty face lightly.

"10,000+, it's okay, making money is better than losing money." Jingru said with a smile, "Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

"Hey, I'll pick up the kids from school after I've finished talking. In the evening, ask Uncle He to cook some delicious dishes, and have a little celebration."

"Okay, don't forget to take the snack box."

"know."

Sanzang drove the car to Jinyu Alley, found the house number Dou Wanqing had mentioned, and entered the courtyard with a snack box, where he saw a gray-haired, hale and hearty old man doing carpentry.
With a rough guess in my heart, I hurried forward and asked respectfully: "Does Master Dou Zhishan live here?"

"I am, may I ask who you are?" Dou Zhishan stopped his work, looked up and down Sanzang's clothes, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Master Dou, I'm Dou Wanqing's friend. I just came back from Hong Kong, and she asked me to bring you a letter." Sanzang was delighted when he heard this, and it was as expected.

"Oh, you are Qing'er's friend?! People from Hong Kong City, let's sit in the room." Dou Zhishan was overjoyed when he heard that, and hurriedly dragged Sanzang's arm to the small room next to him, and at the same time shouted inside, "Old lady, hurry up, there are distinguished guests at home, hurry up and prepare refreshments."

"Eh."

Sanzang followed Dou Zhishan into the small room and looked around. The room was neatly tidied up, with delicately crafted and ingeniously designed furniture placed in the limited space, so it didn't look crowded at all.

"Come on, young man, please drink tea. My daughter brought it from Hong Kong City. We can't drink anything famous." The middle-aged aunt handed Sanzang a cup of black tea with both hands, and said with a little pride.

"Hey, thank you, aunt." Sanzang first handed the snack box to Dou Zhishan with both hands, and then took the teacup with both hands.

"You are Qing'er's friend, why come here as soon as you come, why do you bring such a valuable thing?" Dou Zhishan took a look at the snack box, and saw that there were some Chinese characters mixed with foreign characters on the box, and he knew it. This thing is not cheap, he complained softly.

"Uncle, none of them are valuable things. These are some snacks I brought back from a business trip in Dongwa and Gangcheng, so that everyone can have a fresh taste." Sanzang wasn't trying to show off, but was quietly revealing his strength .

"Okay, then I won't be polite, thank you." Dou Zhishan accepted Sanzang's words with peace of mind, and carefully placed the snack box on the dining table in the middle of the room.
He dragged out two exquisitely crafted chairs from under the dining table, and made a gesture of invitation to Sanzang, "Come, come, nephew, sit here, let's sit down and chat slowly."

"Ok."

"Are my daughter, uncle, and nephew all right?" Dou Zhishan asked eagerly without waiting for Sanzang to sit down, and Dou's mother also stood aside and watched.

"Everything is fine, everything is fine. Your daughter and son-in-law have made a lot of money and bought two large villas with sea views. They said that they will take you and the old couple to Hong Kong City for a New Year holiday this year." Sanzang sat down and glanced around intentionally. Then said in a low voice.

"Okay, okay! We are old men and old ladies, why are we going to the port city? Spending money like crazy, old woman, go, close the door." Dou Zhishan was so happy that he heard it from ear to ear, and said in a low voice.

"Hey." Dou's mother was also very happy when she heard that, her daughter and son-in-law had a bright future, and knowing that her wife was going to have a big talk with someone, she happily went to close the door.

"Your accent doesn't seem to be from the south, and you also ran over from us?" Dou Zhishan sat down on the chair next to him, only then remembered this incident, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, I'm a local, and I still live here." Sanzang shook his head.

"Then you are..." Dou Zhishan pointed to Sanzang's clothes and the snack box on the table, even more puzzled.

"This is a letter from your daughter, please read it first." Sanzang took out a letter from his handbag and handed it to Dou Zhishan with both hands.

"Oh, okay." Dou Zhishan took it with both hands, checked the envelope first, and found that it was open, so he couldn't help nodding.

Holding the teacup, Sanzang carefully observed the carving skills of these furniture.

"You want to open a wood processing factory, are you going to make furniture?" Dou Zhishan frowned inadvertently after reading the letter.

"No." Sanzang came back to his senses and shook his head.

"That's it?" Dou Zhishan looked at Sanzang suspiciously.

"Look at this piece of wood first." Sanzang didn't answer directly, and took out a small piece of Rhodesian red teak from his handbag and handed it to Dou Zhishan.

　thank you very much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)