I'm incredibly ambitious after being reborn.

Chapter 30 is even more important than Zhang Daxiang.

As the mother of Zhang Qiheng's great-grandson, Sang Yuke's status gradually rose from "the leftovers" to "Zhang Daxiang's wife," then to "the future boss's wife of Shizipo," and now to "the mother of Zhang Qiheng's great-grandson."

The level of advancement in status is comparable to going from an "idol" to a "veteran artist" in a year.

If you put it in a cultivation novel, she'd at least be a female lead in something like "My Daoist Partner's Nascent Soul Grandfather".

After all the trivial matters were settled, the carpenters, bricklayers, and others, each forming their own construction teams, started working at full capacity at the "Shizipo," "Zhangjia Canteen," and "Nanxingtou" construction sites.

The main reason is that Zhang Daxiang currently has quite a few construction projects on hand, and he also produces his own decoration drawings. As long as there are enough people, efficiency is not a problem.

The key point is that there is enough manpower. Zhang Daxiang pulled together a construction team of thirty people from his hometown and registered a decoration company.

They were also planning to start a commercial real estate development company, but the company they wanted to buy, "Dongcheng Real Estate," had been on good terms. However, on August 13th, they suddenly backed out, saying that someone else had offered a higher price to buy "Dongcheng Real Estate."

Zhang Daxiang knew there was definitely something going on here, but he didn't care. He wasn't particularly interested in current commercial real estate development; he just wanted to make a quick buck.

It would be best if someone else sold it, but there's no loss if they don't. After all, this kind of company is just a shell; the only valuable thing is the residual value from old relationships.

Given the current pace of material civilization development after the rebirth, it's not yet time to need it. At least in Jiyang City, the concept of commercial real estate development is very weak.

However, this doesn't mean Zhang Daxiang didn't intend to make a move; he still surveyed some plots of land in the city center or the urban-rural fringe.

It was both a drive for Sang Yuke and a chance for her to practice driving so she wouldn't become a road hazard in the future.

"Don't look at the front of the car or the steering wheel, look at the furthest point in the road. Yes, don't worry about your hands and feet getting clumsy, it doesn't matter if you shift gears slowly. Don't worry about the car behind you honking, let them keep honking..."

The car is a dedicated training vehicle. A distant relative of mine is a driving instructor at the driving school. Because they live in the oil mill at the east end of the village, they only know each other and don't usually interact.

However, now that the 2,700 households have gotten to know each other again, they naturally started interacting, and the core productivity that they never lend out—the training vehicle—was also lent to Zhang Daxiang to train the future "mother of Zhang Qiheng's great-grandson".

The originally unfamiliar kinship ties were brought together by Zhang Qiheng's great-grandson, who, in the process of learning who Zhang Daxiang was and who Zhang Qiheng was, the long-lost cousins ​​and uncles discovered that their grandfather's generation had descendants somewhere.

Regarding Sang Yuke's evaluation, women of three generations unanimously agreed that she was capable of giving birth safely. With her 1.75-meter height and her efficient work ethic, she was simply the best of the best.

The only flaw was that he only completed junior high school.

However, considering that Zhang Daxiang himself didn't go to university, it seems quite fitting and a good match.

"Very good. After starting and shifting gears, it's okay to release the clutch a little slowly. Don't worry about a slow start. Even if it stalls, it's fine; just restart it. Not bad at all, Sister Yu, you're really skilled at shifting gears smoothly, no wonder you can make all kinds of noodles so easily..."

"When overtaking, turn on your turn signal, then immediately downshift to third gear and floor the accelerator. That's good. This level of skill is enough to drive on the highway."

Is it simpler to go on the highway?

"On the highway, you only need to use the accelerator and brake. The road conditions in the city and the countryside are much more complicated, so you need to practice more. Safety first."

While practicing driving, I stopped by "Zhang's Canteen". At this time, the North Gate was gradually getting the atmosphere of the upcoming school term. The North Gate Primary School, the Fourth Middle School, and two kindergartens had all put up banners to welcome the start of the school term, and some notices about the start of the school term had already been posted on the bulletin board.

By this time, the renovations were finished, and all that was left was cleaning before the soft opening began. The soft opening was scheduled for the 18th, and door-to-door and in-store promotions had been arranged with nearby office buildings. Distributing flyers had started at the beginning of the month.

Many office workers have heard of "Zhang's Canteen". If they are local, they have taken their colleagues from other places to "Shizipo". After eating there, they thought it was good and then specifically followed up on the menu of "Zhang's Canteen" for the week.

This week's menu is a flyer with a phone number on it, so you can order directly by phone and have it delivered to your office building.

The fact that meals could be delivered directly to the workplace was quite attractive, so much so that while some junior employees were subscribing to monthly contracts, the owners of three small companies also signed employee meal contracts with "Zhang's Canteen".

Although the employee meal contracts are not large, totaling just over 50,000 to less than 60,000 yuan, they are of great significance. Whether word-of-mouth can be converted on a large scale in office buildings may depend on the feedback from these three small companies.

If they could take over half of the office building, that would be equivalent to a high school.

Zhang Daxiang took this matter very seriously, but he didn't expect the employees of "Zhang Family Canteen" to take it even more seriously. His uncle-in-law, Cheng Wenlin, was thinking about the opening for several days in a row and was extremely anxious.

There's no way around it; if "Zhang's Canteen" were to take over this business, it wouldn't be just a matter of tens of thousands, but a scale of two or three million.

Add in student traffic and general customer traffic, and if a fast food restaurant can achieve a scale of five million, that would be truly remarkable.

Therefore, the Zhang family also attached great importance to it. Many of the old men helped find sources of goods and sales channels, especially those bosses who had just come to Jiyang City to invest. If their scale was not too large and they did not have their own canteen, they all asked around to see if they wanted to customize employee meals.

When ordinary people try to sell something, business owners hesitate; but when it comes to officials or retired senior citizens, the situation is completely different.

When Zhang Daxiang got Sang Yuke a driver's license and went to buy a water truck, an old man from the same clan who dealt in water trucks helped him contact a tutoring agency and ordered customized employee meals at a price of ten yuan per serving.

"Shopkeeper, it seems we have family members everywhere in our family."

"That's why it has been passed down. It's all thanks to its ability to tough it out. Otherwise, it would have been wiped out as a Yangtze River pirate hundreds of years ago."

"..."

“Sister Yu, when I turn twenty next year, let’s work hard. I promised Grandpa I’d have three grandchildren in two years.”

"Two years and three grandchildren? And shopkeeper, aren't you only nineteen next year?"

"Twenty years old (by the traditional Chinese age reckoning)."

"..."

"On the other hand, our great-grandfather had a son when he was eighteen, and he had more than a dozen or twenty children in his lifetime, not counting adoptions. I should learn from him."

"..."

Sang Yuke's usually composed face was now speechless. She was slow to think, but not stupid. Now, pondering the "two years and three grandchildren," she suddenly realized that she had to be careful and keep her eyes open, lest some slut outside take advantage of her.

Even if a fox spirit succeeds in getting a child, the child born outside will only have a name written in blue ink, and cannot be given the opportunity to burn paper money for the deceased during the Ghost Festival.

(End of this chapter)