Hello 1983

  Chapter 422 Tiger Stool

  In the evening, Lao Maoer and Uncle Lu’s Sanlun came back in the sunset.

  The harvest was good today, and I received a pair of official kiln plum vases from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, so the old hat specially bought some pork head meat and peanuts for drinking.

  Back home, I found that there were guests. They were no strangers to Hong Yunsheng, and had been in contact with him several times.

  Old Maoer is also acquainted: "Yo, it's Xiao Hong who's here, just in time for a drink."

   "I'm bothering my uncle."

  Hong Yunsheng also greeted with a smile, and when the old hat and the others were putting away their things, they saw the pair of plum vases, and their eyes straightened immediately:

   "This time I came to the capital, my friend asked me to find a pair of plum vases, why don't you just transfer them to me, uncle, how much did you pay for these two bottles?"

  Old Mao put up an index finger, Hong Yunsheng nodded: "Ten thousand yuan, right? If I offer 20,000 yuan, I can't make your hard work in vain, uncle."

  Old Maoer and Master Lu looked at each other, the expressions on their faces were quite moved: In fact, this pair of plum vases was paid by them for a thousand yuan.

   You can earn as little as 20,000 yuan by changing hands. Who wouldn't be tempted?

  But they couldn't decide what to do, so they all looked at Liu Qingshan.

  Liu Qingshan really belonged to Pixiu: "Brother Hong, if you use it, then I will give you the original price, if it is someone else, forget it."

  Old Mao patted his head: 20,000 yuan flew away like this?

  Hong Yunsheng had no choice but to give up, and he knew Liu Qingshan's problem of only getting in and out.

   Soon, a few people sat at the table to eat, four simple dishes, a jug of old wine, chatting while drinking, this kind of family atmosphere is what they want.

   "Xiao Hong, I heard that your daughter-in-law is very capable, and she earns dollars there." The old hat sipped his wine cup and started talking.

  As soon as this was mentioned, Hong Yunsheng shook his head: "Sanfeng, I was just about to tell you that it is best not to touch things like stocks, and the safest thing is to do business."

   "On Hong Kong Island, the stock market crash happened more than ten years ago. Thinking about it now, my scalp is still numb."

  Liu Qingshan knew that what Hong Yunsheng was talking about was the big stock market crash on Hong Kong Island in 1973, which lasted for more than a year and fell by more than 90%.

   I don’t know how many people jumped off the building because of bankruptcy. It is said that in the mental hospital, the mental patients who went crazy because of stocks can’t hold it anymore.

  So from then on, Hong Yunsheng never dared to touch the stock market again.

   But what annoyed him was that Qian Yuzhen called him last time, excitedly talking about how to make money in the stock market, and asked him to transfer part of the family's working capital.

  In fact, if Liu Qingshan didn't know the general trend of the stock market, he would definitely not touch this.

  The stock market has risks. It is definitely not just empty talk. It is summed up by countless senior stockholders with their blood and lives.

   "Brother Hong, the reason why I invite you here this time is to discuss business."

  Liu Qingshan quickly changed the subject, picked up his cup containing Arctic Ocean soda, and gestured to Hong Yunsheng.

   When it comes to industry, Hong Yunsheng still appreciates Liu Qingshan's vision. He can start from scratch and start from scratch, which proves that vision and ability are not bad.

  So he also took a sip from the small wine cup: "Sanfeng, tell me what kind of business it is?"

   "It's a child's play." Liu Qingshan picked up a piece of pig and threw it into his mouth.

   "Sanfeng, tell me in detail!"

  Hong Yunsheng's eyes lit up immediately, and his interest increased greatly. There is a sentence in his business experience: children and women's money is the best money to make.

  Liu Qingshan explained to him: "It is similar to chewing gum, but it is mainly used for blowing bubbles, so it can be called bubble gum."

   Chewing gum, of course Hong Yunsheng knew, for example, on the plane to the capital, each passenger was given three pieces of chewing gum.

  He also witnessed a first-time passenger on an airplane chewing gum a few times before swallowing it.

   It’s just that this thing can blow bubbles, how can it blow?

   While he was thinking about it, he saw Lao Maoer choked on food for some reason, and sneezed loudly.

   Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned his face in time so that it didn't splash on the dining table.

  However, under the nose, a big snot bubble appeared.

  Liu Qingshan was delighted when he saw it: "It's just like my uncle!"

   Everyone laughed, and Liu Qingshan continued to talk about the simple situation of Bubble Gum.

  Hong Yunsheng became more and more excited as he listened to it. Relying on his keen sense of businessman, he felt that this business must have a bright future, so he didn't care about drinking and eating, and chatted with Liu Qingshan.

  Liu Qingshan explained to him: "Brother Hong, what I mean is, you can go to Pengcheng to see if you can buy a candy factory, or build your own factory. The policies there are relatively loose."

   "Then this time I went abroad to inspect and put the production process in place. This should not have too much technical content, as long as it can ensure food safety."

   "There are also raw materials. It is best to solve them domestically. You can find a few more rubber factories to see if you can get the edible rubber you need."

  Hong Yunsheng thought of another important question: "Sanfeng, you mean that there are already such products abroad, and in terms of patents..."

  Liu Qingshan smiled and blinked: "I don't think you need to consider the patent issue for now, right?"

  Anyway, when their bubble gum is produced, at most it is exported to Maozi for exchange of goods.

  At present, there is no patent law in China. Are you talking about patents with us?

   "Okay, then I will prepare and try to set off as soon as possible." Hong Yunsheng seemed smug.

  As for capital contribution and benefit distribution, the two parties also made a simple agreement, and doing business with Hong Yunsheng is good, and it is very clear that relatives are relatives, and wealth is wealth.

  In the end, both parties contributed half of the funds, but Liu Qingshan held 70% of the shares. After all, he came up with the idea.

  Hong Yunsheng is very open-minded: People can ask him for cooperation with Hong Yunsheng, and of course they can also find other people for cooperation.

  After arranging Hong Yunsheng's affairs, Liu Qingshan's trip to the capital basically came to a successful conclusion.

   Just as he was about to set off on his return journey, he received a call from Xiao Wu asking him to have dinner at home tomorrow night.

   This was also a bit beyond Liu Qingshan's expectations. He is not one of those stupid young people, of course he knows what this kind of invitation means.

   Originally, according to his plan, he would wait until he had harvested in Heihe, and then look for opportunities to visit various houses. Unexpectedly, this time was brought forward all of a sudden.

   It seems that this is not bad, after all, there is a favor in it, which is more humane than the purely acquaintance of interests, and Liu Qingshan is more willing to accept it.

  The next afternoon, Liu Qingshan rode the bicycle left by his second sister, with some mountain goods hanging on the handlebars, and a bag of Songjiang green rice on the rack, and went to Xiao Wu's house on Liuyin Street.

  He didn't choose to buy those nutritious products in the world. As for giving other expensive gifts, it didn't seem appropriate, so he might as well bring some local products.

   This is the pure meaning of visiting the elders.

   When we got to the place, Xiao Wu was poking his head at the door. When he saw Liu Qingshan, he immediately greeted him happily:

   "If you say you come, come here, what else do you have?"

  Liu Qingshan thought he was being polite, and when he was about to start a conversation, Xiao Wu continued:

   "If you want to take it, use a big truck to pull more rice from your place. This bag is enough for who?"

  Liu Qingshan was also amused by this guy, but he also prefers this way of communication: more like a friend, not just a partner of interest.

   Entering the courtyard, an auntie wearing an apron greeted her cheerfully: "Xiao Liu is here, your rice is really good. The old man came back yesterday, so he made rice porridge for dinner."

  Liu Qingshan also smiled and said hello to Auntie, set up his bicycle, and led by Xiao Wu to the main house in the north.

   "Grandpa, Qingshan is here."

   Xiao Wu yelled, and the sound of the radio in the room stopped abruptly.

   "Old Wu, hello."

  Liu Qingshan greeted the old man sitting on the chair, and looked at him at the same time:

   Eyes squinted, it should be Xiao Wu who said that his grandfather suffers from eye disease.

   This also made Liu Qingshan think of his grandfather Liu Shikui. In his previous life, he was blind because of an eye disease in his previous life. He felt the same pain.

  Grandpa Wu was shaking a big fan in his hand, and he was wearing a vest on his upper body. He looked like the elders in most families.

  But Liu Qingshan knew that this man was definitely the killing **** in the army back then, the kind that made the enemy frightened.

   "Aoyama, sit down."

  Mr. Wu had a smile on his face, and he looked like a kind old man, just like the second uncle of your neighbor.

  Flicking the fan in his hand, there is also a chair opposite him.

  Xiao Wu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back and didn't dare to say anything.

  Liu Qingshan sat on the chair in a regular manner. When his **** touched the chair, his body also froze, but he quickly returned to normal.

  The room fell into silence, Mr. Wu didn't speak, and of course the two juniors couldn't speak, so they remained silent for more than ten minutes.

  The old man gently shook the cattail fan, and time flowed slowly in this swing.

  Xiao Wu was a little restless, his forehead gradually began to sweat, he looked at Liu Qingshan for a while, and then at his grandfather for a while, he hesitated to speak several times.

  Liu Qingshan was sitting steadily, his waist was straight, he didn't look sideways, and his whole body seemed to be a wooden man.

   click.

   There was a soft sound in the silent room.

   is the sweat on Xiao Wu's head, falling to the floor.

   Click, click, and a few more soft sounds.

  This time, it was Liu Qingshan's sweat that trickled down his chin and onto the floor.

  Sweat beads lined up, like raindrops under the eaves, dripping continuously.

   After another ten minutes, Mr. Wu's hearty laughter sounded:

   "Qingshan, get up, you are really good, you are still the first one to last half an hour on the tiger bench, hahaha."

  Liu Qingshan stood up now, the clothes on his back were already attached to his body, he was also a little puzzled:

  Why do you even use the tiger stool? Do you have to pour chili water when you eat later?

  (end of this chapter)