The Immortal Warrior: From Reverse Engineering to Forging Swords for the Country

Chapter 49 Liu Gaogong (1) [Please read the data! 】

So, Lin Zijian drove Zhang Zhipeng back to the city.

It takes more than an hour to walk this way.

When we arrived in the city, it was already past 6 o'clock in the evening.

Lin Zijian asked: "Zhipeng, should I take you home or go back to school?"

"After seeing you off, I still need to go find Liu Gong."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said, "Let me go with you to see Teacher Liu Chaoyuan."

"By the way, I also want to express my feelings."

"Then, I want to invite you, Liu Gong and his lover to have dinner together."

After the distribution of his 10 yuan bonus, he still has a small treasury of tens of thousands in hand.

This small treasury is naturally at his own disposal.

Lin Zijian said: "Zhipeng, I don't think you should spend any money."

"After a long day of work, it's time for you to take a rest."

Zhang Zhipeng shook his head and said, "That won't work. When you arrive in Chang'an, you are on my territory. I have to fulfill my duties as a landlord."

"I also admire Liu Gong very much."

"It is really commendable that a high-level intellectual is willing to sacrifice his dignity to start a small business for the sake of his lover."

Lin Zijian sighed and said, "Yes, I also admire Liu Chaoyuan very much. He is really capable. Unfortunately, the family burden is too heavy."

"Otherwise, I think you can reuse him."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said: "If he is really a rare talent, then he can be given special treatment to help him solve his worries! Even sending someone to help him take care of his lover is no problem."

As they talked, they drove to a farmer's market.

Lin Zijian parked the car.

He pointed at a bearded man not far away and said, "Zhipeng, look, that is Liu Chaoyuan and Liu Gong."

Zhang Zhipeng looked in the direction of Lin Zijian's finger.

He saw a man about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a gray tunic suit and two blue sleeves, holding a large iron tongs and flipping roasted sweet potatoes on the oven.

His flipping movements were very skillful.

Next to the man, there was a woman wrapped in a green military coat, sitting on a horse and eating a white bun in her hand.

The man's hair is already a bit long, but it is neatly combed.

The woman sitting on the horse has neatly combed hair and a fair face. It can be seen that she must have been beautiful when she was young.

The two people were still talking quietly.

When the man talked to the woman, there was a warm smile on his face, and it was obvious that he loved his wife very much.

This picture is very touching.

Lin Zijian sighed: "Alas!"

"He is a top student from Harbin Institute of Technology and is very good in his profession."

"His wife has been ill for several years."

"It took a lot of energy out of him."

"However, he never complained to the organization or asked for help too much."

Zhang Zhipeng nodded and said, "What a good man."

"Let's go over there."

The two walked over.

"Director Lin?! I'm so sorry. Is there any work in the factory again? My sweet potatoes are almost sold out. Once they are sold out, I will settle down with my wife and go back with you." Liu Chaoyuan saw Lin Zijian appearing in front of him, and brought Seeing a stranger, he was a little flustered.

Lin Zijian smiled and said, "There's no rush, there's not much to do. I just came to see you."

"Let me introduce to you, this is a young scholar from Western Polytechnic University, named Zhang Zhipeng. Recently, we are busy with a big thing, and Comrade Zhang Zhipeng is in charge of it."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said hello: "Hello, Liu Gong! Nice to meet you."

He wanted to shake hands with Liu Chaoyuan.

Liu Chaoyuan quickly rubbed his hands on his pants twice before shaking hands with Zhang Zhipeng.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang! Nice to meet you!"

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and asked, "How many sweet potatoes does Liu Gong still have that he hasn't sold out?"

Liu Chaoyuan looked at it and said, "There are only five yuan left and it's gone." "Well, I'll treat you two to some sweet potatoes, haha! I don't have anything to entertain you."

As Liu Chaoyuan spoke, he gave two roasted sweet potatoes to the two of them.

Lin Zijian was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Zhipeng reached out and took it, and asked with a smile: "Teacher Liu, how many kilograms of roasted sweet potatoes can you sell in a day now?"

As he spoke, he peeled the roasted sweet potato in his hand.

Fragrant!

The roasted sweet potatoes look really attractive in color.

Liu Chaoyuan said: "Baked sweet potatoes cost 50 cents per catty. I can probably sell more than 100 catties a day."

"After excluding the costs, I can make a net profit of more than 30 yuan a day. I am already very satisfied. If it were not for doing some small business, my wife would not even have money for medical treatment."

"This stove was designed by me. It uses 30% less coal than ordinary ones. It has a very high thermal efficiency and the baked sweet potatoes are softer and more glutinous."

Zhang Zhipeng could only sigh in his heart: This is an example of brain-body inversion!

A senior engineer who built missiles was now selling roasted sweet potatoes, and without this small business, he could not survive.

"Gong Liu, how is your sister-in-law's condition now? Is it getting better?" Zhang Zhipeng asked again.

Liu Chaoyuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Her kidney disease is irreversible."

"It's not easy to heal."

"Thankfully there is such a thing as dialysis. Otherwise, I really don't know what I would have done."

"I also have to thank the factory for helping me pay for a lot of medical expenses when it's so difficult right now. Otherwise, I would definitely not be able to cure it by selling roasted sweet potatoes."

The woman sitting on the maza sighed and said at this time: "I told Chaoyuan several times that if it doesn't work, let's just give up!"

"I've figured it out, isn't it just death? There's nothing to be afraid of."

"I just don't want to drag him down."

"Chaoyuan has been so wronged in his life because of me. So far we don't even have a child."

The woman started wiping tears as she spoke.

Liu Chaoyuan hurried to coax her: "What's the burden?"

“I don’t feel like it’s a drag at all.”

"Be good, don't think too much, okay?"

"I think it's actually pretty good now. As long as you're here, I'm very satisfied."

Zhang Zhipeng was very touched. This kind of love is so touching and healing.

The love between Liu Chaoyuan and his wife is so ordinary, yet so shocking.

Zhang Zhipeng was also a little embarrassed, asking a casual question and arousing someone's sadness.

"Gong Liu, your roasted sweet potatoes are really delicious. I bought all the remaining pieces and will take them back later for my colleagues to taste." Zhang Zhipeng said with a smile.

Liu Chaoyuan coaxed his wife, waved his hand and said, "What should I buy?"

"Just take it and eat it."

"Director Lin, haven't you eaten yet?"

"How about you go to my house for some food and let's have a few drinks?"

As he spoke, he began to take the plastic bag and put the remaining pieces of roasted sweet potatoes into the bag, and then handed it to Zhang Zhipeng.

Zhang Zhipeng reached out to take it, took out ten dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into Liu Chaoyuan's hand.

Lin Zijian said at this time: "Gong Liu, Comrade Zhipeng and I came to see you today. We want to treat you to a meal and talk to you about the new changes in our factory."

"Let's find a small shop to eat together. I'll treat you."

Liu Chaoyuan resolutely refused to ask for Zhang Zhipeng's money. While arguing with Zhang Zhipeng, he said to Lin Zijian: "Ha! What restaurant are you going to? The stir-fried dishes in the restaurant are not as delicious as mine. Let's go to my house and I'll stir-fry two dishes." , wouldn’t you like to drink some Xifengsanjiu?”

"Director Lin, don't waste your money. Your current income is probably not as high as mine!"

This sentence was very heartbreaking and made Lin Zijian look a little resentful.

At this time, Zhang Zhipeng had already forced ten dollars into Liu Chaoyuan's pocket.

Liu Chaoyuan said to Zhang Zhipeng: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, if you have to give me money, then just weigh it and it will be whatever it is. I can't ask for more money from you."

He said with seriousness written on his face.

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