Chapter 142 Daily life at home

Jiang Feng didn’t rush home. He first went to the nearby post office and picked up the local specialties that had been sent from the Mushroom Province.

There were too many things to fit in the suitcase, so I had to send them by express delivery.

In the cold winter, the streets of the small county town are filled with a strong festive atmosphere. In the sky, the gray clouds are thick, as if pressing down the sky. Occasionally, a few snowflakes float down, spinning in the air with the cold wind, but melting as soon as they hit the ground.

There is little snow in the south.

Jincheng is rich, with several large industrial manufacturing plants and a per capita GDP comparable to that of a prefecture-level city, but it is ultimately just a small southern city.

Shops along the street set up their stalls one after another.

People have already started preparing for the New Year. The streets are bustling with people, vendors are shouting, and the atmosphere is very lively.

The air is filled with the aroma of fried rice cakes, bacon, and candied haws, which is mouth-watering.

Each stall is filled with a variety of goods, including red lanterns, exquisite spring couplets, various rice cakes and dumpling wrappers, as if everything is in preparation for the upcoming Spring Festival.

Jiang Feng was carrying a lot of bags and received a call from Tang Wenjun. Because his hands were inconvenient, he had to hold the phone on his shoulder:

“Yeah, I’m back. You don’t have to come pick me up. I’m already here. Okay, let’s contact each other later.”

There are only a few days left until New Year’s Eve.

Jiang Feng let his brothers in Handu go home early for vacation.

He carried the package and pulled the suitcase, walked through the old street, and finally returned to the community.

Standing at the door.

Jiang Feng wiped the loose bulge under the couplet, but didn’t find the key. Suddenly he couldn’t help but smile.

He used to like hiding his keys here, but now it was purely muscle memory, and it was only at this moment that he realized that he had been away from home for quite some time.

There is no doorbell on the security door.

So I could only knock on the door.

“Boom boom boom!”

Soon, the security door opened.

The person who opened the door was Ms. Shen Meijuan.

When she saw Jiang Feng, her face immediately fell: “Why did you come back just now? I thought you were not coming back!”

Regarding Jiang Feng’s late return.

Ms. Shen has always been quite dissatisfied and complaining. After all, it will be New Year’s Eve in a few days. If it were a working person, her mother could still accept it, but she was really worried about Jiang Feng, a student, staying outside for so long.

When Ms. Shen first heard Jiang Feng bragging about his business in Handu, she was so scared that she thought she had joined a pyramid scheme and almost took her husband to Handu to rescue people. If Tang Wenjun had not come to explain in the end, she would have called the police.

“It’s very cold outside, let me go in first…”

Jiang Feng said with a shameless smile.

Ms. Shen snorted coldly and then let him in.

Jiang Feng did not take his mother’s coldness to heart. After all, he had long been accustomed to her sharp tongue but soft heart.

Jiang Huaguo heard the footsteps and hurried over to help Jiang Feng carry the things.

Still wearing a pair of pink slippers, nothing has changed.

“Xiao Feng, I’m not saying anything bad about you, but why did you come back just now? Your family doesn’t need you to earn money, and your mother is worried about you…”

Jiang Huaguo probably wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he explained a few more words. At the same time, he saw the various bags at Jiang Feng’s feet and asked curiously:

“Why did you bring back so many things?”

“Local specialties brought back from the Mushroom Province.”

“When did you go to the Mushroom Province?”

“Just two days ago, I’ll tell you later…”

Jiang Feng simply said a few perfunctory words, carried the suitcase into his room and began to unpack the luggage, taking out all the clothes and daily necessities and arranging them.

When he took out the certificate of “Excellent Poverty Alleviation Enterprise”, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Some people who were considered bad boys by their parents have now become entrepreneurs involved in poverty alleviation work.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng found a corner and hid the certificate at the bottom, to prevent it from being seen by Ms. Shen, otherwise his identity as the first generation of rich people would be exposed!
As a result, before he had finished packing his things, he was pulled out by Ms. Shen.

Shen Meijuan and Jiang Huaguo sat at the table, one with his legs crossed and the other with his arms folded. Their faces were more serious than the other, as if they were about to interrogate a prisoner.

Of course.

Jiang Feng is the criminal.

Shen Meijuan tapped the table with her fingers and said, “Explain.”

Jiang Feng was confused: “What do you want to tell me?”

“You said you were doing business outside, what exactly are you doing?”

Jiang Feng scratched his head: “Didn’t I say it before? A boss took a fancy to my black duck sauce, so I sold it directly for hundreds of thousands. It just happened to give me enough money to do business.”

The two fathers looked at each other and simply believed Jiang Feng’s words, because they had asked Tang Wenjun and the two people’s “confessions” were basically the same.

And I heard that Tang Wenjun was also helping Jiang Feng, and the two of them were doing business together.

“Okay, I believe you.”

Ms. Shen stretched out her hand, ready to confiscate the child’s red envelope: “Give me the money, and I’ll save it for you to marry a wife later.”

Jiang Feng shrugged, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and said simply:

“The money is gone.”

“Where did the money go?”

“I don’t need any capital to start a business, so of course I’ll open a store.”

Jiang Feng said this.

Ms. Shen was so angry that her nose almost got crooked.

She said unhappily:
“Do you know how hard it is to make money? Five hundred thousand dollars! If you keep it, wouldn’t it be great to marry a wife in the future?”

For parents in small cities, the amount of 500,000 in 2009 was already an astronomical figure, so it’s no wonder they were so excited.

Jiang Feng hurriedly explained: “Why are you so anxious? I’m still struggling.”

talking.

He quickly took out a bank card and placed it on the table.

Seeing Ms. Shen’s puzzled look, he continued to explain:
“This is all the money I earned in the past few months. I saved it all.”

“how many?”

“About 100,000.”

When Ms. Shen heard this, her hands moved faster than the speed of light and in the blink of an eye she took out the bank card from the table and put it in her pocket.

Without changing his expression, he said:
“I’ll save it for you first, and use it to help you get married later.”

Jiang Feng smiled when he saw this.

He did this on purpose, otherwise not a single cent would be left behind, and Ms. Shen would probably be heartbroken for a long time.

Jiang Feng’s plan was to first tell his parents that he was selling the recipe to raise funds for his business, and then get more investment from others so that he could make his business bigger and stronger.

Anyway, it’s so far away that my parents don’t know what it looks like.

He was not ready to tell everything so soon for fear of scaring his parents.

After all, the profit is more than 10 million yuan a year. If he doesn’t take his parents to see it in person, they might think he has been cheated by a pyramid scheme.

Moreover, based on his experience in his previous life, even if he made money and was able to provide for his parents in their old age, they would not be able to sit idle, let alone retire early.

Just maintain the status quo and explain it slowly when things develop naturally. There is no need to rush.

Compared to Shen Meijuan, Jiang Huaguo’s attention is not on this bank card now.

He looked at Jiang Feng, and couldn’t help but feel a little surprised:

“How do you have so much money? Xiao Feng, how much can you make in a month from your snack bar?” “This is the remaining funds from the previous shop. Now I have two snack bars and can make 20,000 a month… Don’t worry, I’ve hired employees to look after the shops, so it won’t affect my studies.”

Jiang Feng had long anticipated what concerns his parents would have, so he took precautions in advance.

But to be honest, at that time in 2009, when I could earn 20,000 yuan a month, studying was not that important.

University is just a platform for young students to stand on, reach higher and farther, and shine.

Ultimately, the goal is not to get a degree.

However, considering his parents’ traditional and outdated ideas, and the fact that the Jiang family finally had a 985 university student, Jiang Feng still had to maintain his image as a good student.

At least you have to do your best to save face.

However, Jiang Huaguo took a deep breath, his face full of disbelief:
“Can you earn so much?”

“Of course, you guys are always working, so you don’t know how profitable business is. Take me selling snacks, for example. I make two dollars a serving, and I sell a few a day…”

Jiang Feng played to his strengths and quickly won the couple over. They listened to his bragging seriously and didn’t even think anything was wrong.

In fact, it is no wonder that Jiang Huaguo and Shen Meijuan reacted so strongly. The couple are both honest working class people. Their combined monthly salary is only a little over 5,000 yuan. Of course they were surprised to hear that Jiang Feng could earn 20,000 yuan a month.

Next.

Jiang Feng described his business experience with great enthusiasm, from determining the direction to opening the store, the difficulties he encountered, and the interesting customers…

It’s so lifelike, it can’t be made up without real experience.

The couple was also convinced by his words.

At the end, Jiang Feng made an excuse that he had to go back to his room to pack up and left the trial table early.

As soon as she left, Shen Meijuan became cheerful and poked Jiang Huaguo with her elbow, saying proudly:

“See? This is my son. He earns over 20,000 yuan a month. He’s much more successful than you, his father!”

On the surface, she was indifferent to Jiang Feng’s “success”, but in fact, it was just the old mother’s pretense of reserve because she didn’t want her son to become proud and swell up.

In fact, she was so happy that her heart was filled with joy.

Jiang Huaguo retorted unconvincedly: “You speak as if he is not my son. It is clearly me, as his father, who teaches him by words and deeds.”

“Tsk, with your brain, you still talk about business. You’ve been working for so many years and still haven’t become a leader.”

“you you you……”

The couple started bickering again in the end.

Jiang Feng hid at the door and eavesdropped and laughed.

In the evening, to celebrate Jiang Feng’s return home.

Ms. Shen specially prepared a large table of dishes as a reward for Jiang Feng.

Had dinner.

Jiang Feng received a call from Tang Wenjun.

“Old Jiang, come out and play billiards.”

Jiang Feng did not hesitate and agreed immediately. He turned around to say hello to his parents and went out.

Soon.

He came to the place where he and Tang Wenjun used to play billiards.

There aren’t many entertainment options in the small town, and young people only have the Internet for entertainment… Things like script-killing games, escape rooms, and maid shops in later generations are nowhere to be seen now.

Jiang Feng walked into the billiard room and Tang Wenjun was already waiting inside.

There were a few boys around, all of whom were his former high school classmates. They greeted him when they saw him:

“Hey, Old Jiang.”

“long time no see.”

Jiang Feng greeted with a smile.

“Old Jiang, I heard you have a big business in Handu. Should I call you Boss Jiang?”

The classmates teased, with a hint of curiosity and tentativeness in their words.

Jiang Feng glanced at Tang Wenjun, who looked guilty beside him. He knew without thinking that this guy was just bragging in advance.

It’s been so long.

Tang Wenjun still can’t change his habit of showing off.

Of course.

Jiang Feng didn’t think this was a bad habit worthy of criticism.

Being young and promising, returning home in glory, if you are not allowed to show off, what the hell is the point?
We all look down on the nouveau riche for flaunting their wealth, but who wouldn’t flaunt their wealth if they were a nouveau riche? Those so-called low-key and stylish rich people are just rich people who are tired of pretending.

You have to know that when Jiang Feng first became rich in his previous life, he was so tired from sitting for hundreds of kilometers that he had to drive his Mercedes-Benz E with its upright logo back to his hometown, and the Hermès logo on his belt had to be exposed.

When you see others showing off their wealth, you say they have no taste, no style, and are just nouveau riche. In fact, this is just self-consolation for the poor.

Boss Jiang picked up the cue, leaned over the edge of the table, and said as he aimed:

“It’s just an average business, just a small business worth a few hundred million. I’m just doing it casually.”

As he said that, he pushed the red ball at the edge of the pocket with force. With a crisp and loud “pop”, it went directly into the pocket.

“Haha, you’re just bragging.”

The classmates laughed.

Obviously, he didn’t believe Jiang Feng’s nonsense.

Of course, they still envy Tang Wenjun very much.

After all, during the summer vacation, Tang Wenjun earned a car with Jiang Feng. I don’t know if he is doing well now, but he is definitely living a good life.

At this time, Tang Wenjun’s expression next to him was very interesting.

Because as Jiang Feng’s subordinate and confidant, he knew very well that the company’s current turnover added up to several hundred million, and that was no exaggeration.

After playing billiards for more than two hours, there were fewer and fewer people in the billiard hall. A few classmates said they wanted to play cards. Jiang Feng said forget it and dragged Tang Wenjun away first.

“You’re rich now, but there are some things you shouldn’t touch. From my experience, I can tell you that gambling and drugs are incompatible.”

Tang Wenjun nodded in conviction. After all, he had no habit of gambling.

suddenly.

He sensed something was wrong.

Hey, where’s Huang?

But Jiang Feng had already changed the subject: “Now that you’ve earned money, have you honestly told your parents how much money you made?”

Tang Wenjun scratched his head. “Not yet. I told my parents about my basic salary, but they insisted on taking half of it from me, saying they were saving it for me to get married in the future.”

Tang Wenjun’s basic salary is only a few thousand yuan.

But including various bonuses and year-end bonuses, he earned 150,000 yuan from Jiang Feng in less than half a year this year.

“hehe.”

The reasons of parents all over the world are indeed the same.

But it’s normal. After all, as parents, the next thing we do after raising our children and sending them to college is to start a family and build a career.

To put it simply, it means getting married, and then having a child, so that the old couple can feel at ease.

“I was afraid to tell them because I was afraid they would think I would do something illicit. It was because the money came so quickly.”

Tang Wenjun sighed as he spoke, looking distressed.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng’s eyes widened.

“Fuck, when did you become more pretentious than me?”

(End of this chapter)