The Blessing of the Qi Nv of Transmigration

Chapter 60 The Name of the Valley
Within [-] days of the second half of April, Yang Feier's four branches opened separately, divided into one, two, three, and four branches in the order of southeast, northwest, and decoration. As the manager of the four branches, among the forty students, each branch dispatched seven people to handle various types of work, plus the shop manager, a total of eight people were selected from each branch, and then transferred from the remaining twelve students Four people were sent out to fill the vacancies of A Zhen, A Tang, A Shan and A Shui in the Shuyuan Street store.

Hu Yongqiang is in charge of the management of the North West Second Store, which is far away from home. Mrs. Hu is tough and volunteered to be in charge of the management of the Southeast Second Store. Shen Fangrui is in charge of the management of the shop on the side of Shuyuan Street. Now they habitually call the Shuyuan Street shop an old shop. Yang Feier is in charge of the management of the training center.

Now the training center is much empty. It turned out that the three middle-aged women who cleaned and cooked were found temporarily, and when the deadline came, they all paid their bills and went back.The remaining eight people, five men and three women, have all been transferred to live in the inverted room of Hu's house.The Shen family is now reunited with three generations, and it is inconvenient for them all to live in Hu's house. After the two families discussed, the Shen family simply moved to the five main houses in the courtyard of the training center.

Among the remaining eight people, six people were selected from them, and the west wing of the training center was designated as a production workshop, and three new varieties of biscuits, cookies, and jellies were produced every day, which were packaged centrally, and then Hu Yongqiang and Hu Yongqiang The old man brought it to the branch for sale every two days when he went to collect the bill.The Shen family, apart from Shen Jing and Xin Xin studying in the academy, Shen Fangrui went to work in the old store every day, and there were still old Mrs. Shen, Zhou and daughter-in-law Cui at home. The two old people also helped in the training center. While burning, brushing and cleaning, at least I feel more at ease living here. After more than a month of recuperation, Mrs. Cui is gradually able to go to the fields to get some work, and she is not idle.

In the end, the two outstanding students left behind by the big waves are a boy and a girl. The boy is named Dong Ningxuan. He is fifteen this year. His family used to own a pharmacy and knows some pharmacology. The girl is called Bai Qingtong. , the two are introverted, calm and thoughtful, and suitable for research work. Yang Feier and the two are experimenting with them every day in the east wing of the training center to test how to extract natural preservatives from tea, bamboo leaves, licorice, ginger, and garlic.

In this ancient time, not only the transportation speed was limited, but also the storage conditions were not advanced enough. If the shelf life of food was not extended, it was almost impossible to expand the food industry and expand the scope of sales.

Yang Feier's knowledge of chemistry and physics in his previous life can still come up with some ideas. The various shapes and materials of the various vessels in the laboratory are also tried to be made under the limited conditions of ancient times. The glass is replaced by pure color and transparent crystal. Although it is expensive, it is not too difficult to find, but it took a lot of silver taels, and it took a total of 2000 taels of silver to make two thermometers, two test tubes, and two measuring cups, and Yang Feier had four The rent and renovation of the branch only cost 800 taels of silver.

Others, such as incubators, drying ovens, balances, water baths, centrifuges, mixers, viscometers, filter papers, etc., can be made as much as possible, and whichever step can be done can be done.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhang Fuzhen came to Hu's house early in the morning to pick up Yang Feier and went to the valley.

This is the second time the two have come here since they came here last year.

As soon as you enter the valley and step into the forest with towering ancient trees, you can see that the place has completely changed its appearance. Nature has taken back the quiet and virginal state of autumn, turning it into a lush and prosperous landscape. It is a resort that is unadorned, unadorned, and shrouded in green shade everywhere.

The trunk and the vines, the side branches and the last leaves, the flower clusters and thorns, the tendrils and the young tips, the treetops leaning down to the ivy, and the ivy climbing to the treetops, all intertwined, entangled, and intertwined, making these plants like a forest The depth of it is like the bustle of a city, the trembling of a bird's nest, the darkness of a temple, the fragrance of a bouquet, the solitude of a tomb.

Nothing can hinder the divine will of all things towards life!

It’s the season of flowers blooming, this large forest is wild and wild, seeking pleasure wantonly in remote corners, the heat of May rushes to boil in the blood vessels, the summer has already been startled, and the lush green hair on the head is shaking in the wind , to the wet ground, the denuded tree trunks, the steps before the boulders, to the desolate cliffs, there are flowers like stars, dew like pearls, rich beauty and joyful fragrance.

Thousands of white butterflies are hiding in it, like clusters of living June snow flying gracefully in the green bushes, where, in those places that are refreshing to the eye and lightly shaded by green leaves, there are countless singing birds, The sound of buzzing insects is softly telling the heart.

The valley, once used to hide some kind of mysterious story, now seems to have become suitable for sheltering pure secrets.

The two lingered on the trail in the forest. Yang Feier plucked flower branches and weaved them into wreaths and bracelets. Today she was wearing light yellow and light green clothes wrapped around a pink cloak. Zhang Fuzhen laughed and said that she was Chunxian's appearance.

The waterfall has risen to a width of more than three meters, which is much more spectacular than that at sunset in autumn. The two of them were sitting at the entrance of the cave fishing. Although there was a rattan curtain to block them, they were still covered in mist. They had already fished before noon. A dozen or so pieces came up, the big one weighed six or seven catties, the small one only weighed a few taels, and the two left five three catties that weighed about the same size. Zhang Fuzhen brought back two of them to give their families a try.

Until the sun goes down, a layer of dreamlike mist gradually rises in the valley, covering the valley and covering it under a silk scarf woven with mist. The intoxicating fragrance, like a mellow and refreshing poison, emanates from every corner of the valley.

At this time, you can hear the chirping of birds before falling asleep under the branches and leaves.

In such an unreal scene, Yang Feier is intoxicated and unable to extricate himself. His body and mind are soaked in the fragrance of flowers and herbs. When the evening wind blows, there is a trace of melancholy, a little bit of loneliness, and a little leisurely.

Man disappears but God remains.

The two were at the entrance of the cave, and Yang Feier sat with his knees hugged, and suddenly said, "Fuzhen, does this valley have a name?"

Zhang Fuzhen sat leaning against the stone wall, bent one knee, and put a hand wall on that knee, with a free and easy posture, dressed in light-colored loose clothes, flawless and handsome, like an exile.

He narrowed his eyes and thought about it carefully: "Probably not."

Yang Feier said: "Then let's give this place a name."

Zhang Fuzhen nodded slightly, looked at the darkening sky, pondered for a while, then turned to smile and looked at Yang Feier and said slowly: "My heart is a rock, and I can't change it. My heart is a rock, and I can't roll it. Wei Yidi Di, it’s not an option. How about calling this valley Didi Valley?”

Yang Feier didn't care about the tender affection conveyed by the young man, but secretly rejoiced in his heart that Zhang Fuzhen recited a familiar song, otherwise it would really spoil the scenery.

He said with a smile, "Didi, the word is elegant and leisurely, and the word is rich and prosperous. They are all appropriate for this valley. The name Didi Valley is very good."

He asked again: "Then this stone room must have a name. I beg you, Mr. Zhang, to come up with another name."

Zhang Fuzhen said with a smile: "Climb the white scorpion and look forward to it, and look forward to the wedding day. How about the building?"

Yang Feier lamented in his heart, he could only look at Zhang Fuzhen, begging for help pitifully.

Zhang Fuzhen seldom saw her like this, his heart was as tender as water, and he was very satisfied. He took Yang Feier's slender hand, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Climb to the highland with white weeds and look from afar. Make a date with your soulmate and prepare a dinner party."

Yang Feier said: "Looking from a high place, preparing for a dinner party, um, it fits this situation very well. I like the word Chengwangzhu."

Zhang Fuzhen said with a smile: "Don't you like making a date with the person in your heart?"

Yang Feier thought to himself: "This bad boy actually knows how to moleste this girl." But it was difficult to answer his words, he was afraid of teasing him, he became more and more nonsense, and said: "Then what is the name of this waterfall? "

Zhang Fuzhen said: "I have thought of two names just now, I will leave it to you to name this waterfall."

Yang Feier said: "Then allow me to think about it."

After a long time, about two cups of tea, Zhang Fuzhen didn't urge her, just admiring the twilight, Yang Feier suddenly said: "Yes!" Then he chanted:
"The sun shines on the beautiful peaks, and the clouds steam a deep hole. It is said that the jade chariot once came. The rock is in the center of the pool. The white practice flies a thousand feet, and the bronze travels ten thousand.

He asked again, "How about calling this waterfall Tanxin Waterfall?"

Zhang Fuzhen said with a look of surprise: "I knew you could write poems, but I didn't know that your poems are so open-minded and grand, and the name is so ladylike and elegant. You can let it go and take it in. You can take it in and put it in freely. I am sincerely convinced."

Yang Feier was ashamed. At the beginning, he was a fan of ancient poetry. In college, he took an elective course of ancient Chinese according to his own interests. He memorized a lot of poetry on weekdays. He didn’t realize that he wanted to travel to ancient times, and it came in handy here.But after all, it was a plagiarized work, and he said with a guilty conscience, "You just said it would work."

Zhang Fuzhen looked at the little girl's reddish face, thinking that his praise made her a little shy, and he felt affectionate, and said: "I miss you and me last autumn, a pool of autumn water is like green, beautiful woman, heaven and earth This waterfall is evidence, but it is also appropriate, and the name is good."

Yang Fei'er laughed and said, "My name may not be very good, but your annotations are indeed very good."

On the mid-autumn day of August, Zhang Fuzhen invited Yang Feier to visit the Didi Valley again. At noon, he went into the cave to catch salamanders and grilled them, and went fishing in front of Chengwangzhumen to enjoy the scenery. , Wander until sunset.

It's just that Yang Feier didn't know about it. It turns out that the customs here have already made a marriage. During the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, the man needs to bring gifts for the woman's family and jewelry and materials for the woman to pick up at the woman's home. It is common sense for the woman to come to the man's house for the festival, and then send the woman back that afternoon.

And Zhang Fuzhen obviously violated this common sense.

This matter not only hurt the face of Wu Jinci, the youngest daughter of the Wu family, but also affected the face of the Wu family. Mrs. Zhang was also anxious, but the first day her son promised well, saying that she would pick up Ms. Wu for the festival. Fortunately, the horses and chariots for that day were all ready, and no one thought that the owner could no longer be found on the second day, so Zhang An had to send the gifts with several family servants, and told the Wu family that he was sick and could not come. Wait, wait, I have a lot of good words to deal with.

(End of this chapter)