The Prosperous Years of Siheyuan

Chapter 137

Chen Jisheng, who didn't want to be tortured, quickly got up and went to the second carriage. When he entered the carriage, he saw Gu Ting and Lao Er with their eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Second brother, take Gu Ting over to find Lao Yang, and strengthen your language training on the way."

Mastering one more dialect can be regarded as mastering a skill. This is a good thing, and these two should learn it.

"Jisheng, can I go over and learn too?"

Seeing his younger brother going to the first carriage with Zhang Feng, Gu Yizhou was still a little uneasy and wanted to go there and learn it. After all, there was still a big language gap between the north and the south.

"No need! You don't need to learn! After the past, I am Chen Sheng and you are Mrs. Chen. They have to understand what you say!

It's a world of capital over there. If you are rich and powerful, even if you speak like a bird, the people below you have to learn it. "

Even when Chen Jisheng chatted with the six big guys, he always spoke Mandarin, and he didn't hear any of the big guys saying he couldn't understand.

After the past, Gu Yizhou's status was different and he didn't need to accommodate anyone. The eldest sister talked about Hong Kong and Chen Jisheng also felt awkward.

Think about that scene, the eldest sister has the strong aura of the north, but her words are Wu Nong's soft words, which is neither fish nor fowl!
"What nonsense, someone is here!"

Gu Yizhou put his hand on the little heartless man's waist and pinched it gently. The three old people, Shi Lao and Chen Jisheng, were all there, and Chen Jisheng didn't speak softly.

"Little friend, what do you mean, do you still have another family business over there?"

Old Man Shi was mature enough to know that Chen Jisheng's words were not just for the women around him, so he followed up.

"Mr. Shi, this is my partner Gu Yizhou.

Sister, this is Mr. Shi Yuqian, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. This is Mr. Cui Jishan, his disciple. This is Ms. Shi Rujue, Mr. Shi’s daughter. "

Regarding Mr. Shi's question, Chen Jisheng did not answer immediately. Instead, he stood up and turned on the light in front of the carriage and introduced them.

This kind of introduction is very ordinary for Mr. Shi, but for the eldest sister Da Gu Yizhou, it is a little inexplicably solemn.

Not to mention comrades, Gu Yizhou has also been exposed to the formal rhetoric of the diplomatic line before.

Chen Jisheng was not very familiar with Shi Lao's name throughout the country, but Gu Yizhou was well aware of Shi Lao's status in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Sijiu City.

He went up to chat with Mr. Shi and the others one by one. The eldest sister is also a good expert in this regard.

Although she is not as scheming as Xiao Jiang Yu, in terms of grandeur, Xiao Jiang Yu is not as good as others. This is why Chen Jisheng thinks she is suitable for business.

This kind of atmosphere is very intimidating in the shopping mall. With Chen Jisheng here, business planning is a trivial matter. This kind of aura is indispensable.

"My little friend, you haven't answered the old question yet!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Gu Yizhou, Shi Lao continued the previous topic with one sentence, involving the promotion of traditional Chinese medicine. The identity of this young man still needs to be considered.

"Mr. Shi, we need to turn off the lights later. Let's use the light to see things first before talking about anything else."

Chen Jisheng still did not answer Shi Lao's question, but casually picked up a rattan box from the carriage at the back.

Putting it on the empty table opposite Mr. Shi, Chen Jisheng opened the rattan box. The contents inside, whether they were scrolls or other things, were all tightly wrapped in newspapers.

Picking up a scroll, Chen Jisheng tore it open a few times, and a beautiful ink painting of bamboo was revealed in front of him.

"Oh...not bad, Zheng Banqiao's bamboo!"

It is true that opening the scroll is beneficial. Looking at the scroll in his hand, Chen Jisheng silently estimated the price. It must be at least several million!

Rolling up the scroll, Chen Jisheng handed it to Mr. Shi who was standing aside. He was still thinking that if there were scrolls of this quality, he would make a fortune.

Shi Lao's family was educated in origins, so he naturally had some accomplishments in literature, calligraphy and painting. He unfolded the scroll and looked at it, and nodded silently.

"My little friend has a good eye, it should be Zheng Kui's ink bamboo painting."

Even though he thought it was an authentic work in his heart, Mr. Shi still spoke calmly and only said one thing.

"Mr. Shi, there are 680 boxes of these things in this car. Now they are my family property."

Even if today's antiques are not valuable, even if they are not all authentic works by Zheng Banqiao, even 680 boxes of scrap newspapers, plus these rattan boxes, are still worth several thousand.

With these words, Chen Jisheng's net worth was naturally abundant in Mr. Shi's opinion, and the financial matters were settled.

But a bigger problem arose. A big shot from above asked me to go to Hong Kong City with so many antiques, calligraphy and paintings. This was a big deal!
"My little friend had something big to do in the past. Is this a cover-up?"

When he said this, there was deep regret in Mr. Shi's tone. He thought it was a great opportunity...

"Of course I'm covering up, but I don't just talk about the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine casually.

Big and small things can go hand in hand. I've done the big things here, and the little things on Mr. Shi's side should be no problem, right? "

Regarding the role of Shi Lao, Chen Jisheng is also outspoken, saying that he can do whatever he wants in his seventies.

Mr. Shi has always seen turbulent people. Hiding it has no effect unless he tells it, and it can easily cause discord between the two.

"I wonder what big things my little friend did in the past? Does this old man know anything about it?"

Although Chen Jisheng made a guarantee, Mr. Shi still lacked confidence. More than 600 boxes of literary toys were a huge event.

"cannot!
But I can tell Mr. Shi about peripheral matters.

I plan to open a Chinese medicine clinic in Hong Kong City, and I have already decided on a name: Ren De Tang.

Since Rendetang was named, it is necessary to spread Rende widely. The Hong Kong City is chaotic, and many people are engaged in white noodle business, that is, the former tobacco ointment.

The people in the car in front were the ones who used to clean up these scum, and they would kill a lot of people.

Wanwan also has a hall on the other side of the port city. The port city is our land and cannot tolerate the enemy's rampage. These people also need to be wiped out. "Looking at the young man with shining eyes under the light, Mr. Shi sighed and killed people in the name of Rendetang, a Chinese medicine doctor.

It can be said that he is Guangfu Rende. This young man is also a heroic figure with a very serious murderous intention.

“My little friend, won’t this cause trouble for the future Chinese Medicine School?”

"Maybe? But I think there are still a few people who are not afraid of death. If they dare to cause trouble, then just die.

These are all small things. I need Mr. Shi to take these boxes through the border checkpoint. Mr. Shi can rest assured that there are big bosses from the port city to take care of them.

There won't be any problem. I'll go over here first to make arrangements, and then Mr. Shi will go over. Mr. Shi is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and he has a rich family. "

Chen Jisheng's method of solving troubles is very simple. There are no twists and turns. He kills whoever causes trouble. Solving trouble is a trivial matter.

With Mr. Shi, it is a big deal for the boxes to cross the border together. Let the six big guys operate it and attract public opinion in the port city to pay attention to traditional Chinese medicine. This will definitely kill two birds with one stone.

"Then just follow my friend's arrangements. Let me see what I can do."

Looking at the murderous young man in front of him, Mr. Shi has seen many such people before, and they are all heroes. I hope he speaks for himself.

After preliminary negotiations, Chen Jisheng stood up and turned off the lights in the carriage, returned to sit next to his eldest sister.

The train at night was not going fast, and it was a little bumpy. Looking at the occasional flashes of light outside the window, Chen Jisheng couldn't help sighing.

"Jisheng, haven't you reached an agreement with Mr. Shi?"

Although Gu Yizhou also listened to what he just said, he still heard it a little vaguely and did not know the outcome of the negotiation between the old and the young.

Seeing the little heartbroken sigh, she also felt a little troubled, so she leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"Mr. Shi needs to verify my words with actual things, so there's no rush.

Sister, look at the lights outside. This is the suburbs of Beijing. Compared with the city, life down there is more difficult. There is no way to change it! "

The storm is coming, and no one can stop it. All we can do is make some adjustments. It's harder in the city and even worse in the countryside.

Even though he was a decade ahead in thinking, facing the sea of ​​suffering in the darkness, Chen Jisheng felt powerless to change.

"Jisheng, don't think too much. Many things can only be left to fate."

Grabbing the little heartbroken man's hand and stroking it to comfort him, Gu Yizhou's heart was full of mixed feelings. Even a man as capable as Chen San'er was lamenting.

Then she and Gu Ting were like fallen leaves in the wind and rain, drifting everywhere. Fortunately, they met the little heartless man.

What interrupted the two of them was the sound of the railway staff delivering meals. There were three steamed buns for each person, and there was enough hot water.

The buns are stuffed with wild vegetables. Don't think about the pure white bun skin. It can only be made from double noodles. If you can't feel the roughness of the stick noodles, it is a good bun.

Vermicelli is also added to the wild vegetable stuffing, which has a nice salty taste and is very bright in your mouth.

The only drawback is that the steamed buns were made at noon, and after being heated with the steam from the train, the wild vegetable filling was somewhat rotten and the vermicelli was a bit soft.

The eldest sister also shared one. After eating four steamed buns and drinking a jar of Kuding tea, Chen Jisheng knew that nothing happened on the way, so he quietly started playing with the four-and-five.

After more than 330 strokes, he fell into a coma. Instead of facing the darkness in the bumps, it was better to be more energetic.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn, and through the window, I could occasionally see people and livestock already busy in the fields.

Nowadays, apart from favorable weather and intensive farming, we can get a little more grain. This little grain is the bottom of the box in the hands of many farmers.

The eldest sister was still sleeping on her body. She thought she didn't sleep well last night. Judging from her frown, she must have a lot on her mind.

Looking around, Lao Er and Gu Ting were not there. They were probably sleeping in the first carriage.

Shi Lao had already woken up, and was sitting on a high makeshift bed stretching his muscles and bones. When he saw Chen Jisheng looking over, he just nodded slightly.

His disciples and his daughter didn't make cots for themselves, but slept on the back of the chair just like Chen Jisheng and the others.

The simple bed is very simple. Use rattan boxes to fill the gap between the seat and the table, and then stack a layer of rattan boxes on it.

The simple bed made of stacked rattan boxes is not much different from the bamboo bed, but the train is a little bumpier.

Now Chen Jisheng is full of energy, he doesn't need to exercise his muscles and bones, so he just sits quietly, waiting for the eldest sister to wake up.

There are only a few trees in the wilderness outside the window. Nowadays, food and clothing are a problem, so the environment naturally needs to be left behind. Rows of protective forests are rare.

The train was smooth for a while, bumpy for a while, and a particularly strong jolt woke up the eldest sister, looking at her sleepy look.

Chen Jisheng, who was overly energetic, moved his index finger and moved the Lushan Claw on his round and extremely elastic thigh.

The eldest sister in a dress was confused for a long time before she woke up from the confusion and shock.

There were no big movements, just small hands tightly grasping the soft flesh of Chen Jisheng's waist.

"Don't make trouble, Mr. Shi is here!"

Seeing that the little betrayed man was not only bold but also very tolerant, some of the red-faced elder sisters had no choice but to surrender and admit defeat.

Compared with the little heartless man with the old god, if the stalemate continues, it will be me who will make a fool of myself.

"it is good!"

Chen Jisheng, who had become addicted to the skill, picked up the Lushan Claw obediently and smelled his finger without being ashamed.

After that, he stretched out a lot, and his bones rattled. The sound like firecrackers caught Mr. Shi's attention.

(End of this chapter)