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In the evening, Lao Mao'er and Uncle Lu's tricycle returned from the sunset.

The harvest was good today, and I received a pair of official kiln plum bottles from the Qing Dynasty, so Lao Maoer deliberately bought some pork head meat and peanuts and came back to drink.

When I got home, I found that there were guests. They were no strangers to Hong Yunsheng and had been in contact with them several times.

Lao Mao'er is also a familiar one: "Yo, it's Xiaohong who is here. I'll have a drink later."

"I'm disturbing my uncle."

Hong Yunsheng also greeted with a smile, and then when Lao Maoer and the others were putting things away, they saw the pair of plum bottles, and their eyes straightened immediately:

"This time in the capital, my friend asked me to find a pair of plum bottles. Why don't you transfer them to me, Shishu, how much did you pay for these two bottles?"

The old hat raised an index finger, and Hong Yunsheng nodded: "10,000 yuan, right, then if I pay 20,000 yuan, I can't call you uncles to work in vain."

Lao Mao'er and Master Lu looked at each other, and their expressions were quite moving: Actually, this pair of plum bottles was received by them for a thousand yuan.

You can make a small 20,000 yuan by changing hands, who wouldn't be tempted?

But they couldn't be the master, so they looked at Liu Qingshan together.

Liu Qingshan really belongs to Pi Yao: "Brother Hong, if you use it, then the original price will be given to you, if it's someone else, forget it."

The old hat touched his head: 20,000 yuan just flew like this?

Hong Yunsheng had no choice but to give up. He was somewhat aware of Liu Qingshan's inability to get in and out.

Soon, a few people were sitting at the table eating, simply four small dishes, a pot of old wine, drinking and chatting, what they wanted was this family atmosphere.

"Xiaohong, I heard that your daughter-in-law is very capable, and she earns dollars there." The old hat sipped the small wine cup and opened the chat.

As soon as this was mentioned, Hong Yunsheng shook his head vigorously: "Sanfeng, I was just about to tell you that it's best not to touch things like stocks. It's the safest thing to do business."

"On Hong Kong Island, the big stock market crash that happened more than ten years ago makes my scalp tingle when I think about it now."

Liu Qingshan knew,

Hong Yunsheng was talking about the big stock market crash on Hong Kong Island in 1973, which lasted more than a year and fell by more than 90%.

I don't know how many people jumped off the building because they went bankrupt. It is said that in the Qingshan mental hospital, the mental patients who went crazy because of stocks couldn't hold it.

So since then, Hong Yunsheng never dared to touch the stock market again.

But to his chagrin, Qian Yuzhen called him last time and was so excited to talk about how to make money in the stock market, and asked him to transfer part of the family's working capital.

In fact, if Liu Qingshan didn't know the general trend of the stock market, he would definitely not touch this.

There are risks in the stock market. It is definitely not just an empty phrase. It is summed up by countless senior investors with their blood and lives.

"Brother Hong, so I invited you this time to discuss business."

Liu Qingshan quickly changed the subject, picked up his glass of Arctic Ocean soda, and gestured to Hong Yunsheng.

When it comes to industry, Hong Yunsheng still appreciates Liu Qingshan's vision. People can start from scratch and start from scratch, which proves that vision is as good as ability.

So he also took a sip from the small wine cup: "Sanfeng, what kind of business are you talking about?"

"It's a child's thing." Liu Qingshan took a piece of pig's mouth and threw it into his mouth.

"Sanfeng, tell me in detail!"

Hong Yunsheng's eyes suddenly lit up and his interest increased greatly. There is a saying in his business history: the money of children and women is the best money.

Liu Qingshan explained to him: "It's similar to chewing gum, but it's mainly used to blow bubbles, so it can be called bubble gum."

Of course, Hong Yunsheng knew about chewing gum. For example, on a plane to the capital, he gave each passenger three pieces of chewing gum.

He also saw with his own eyes a first-time flight passenger who swallowed a few chews of gum.

It's just that this thing can blow bubbles, how?

As he was thinking about it, he saw that the old hat was choking on the food for no apparent reason, and Ah Qi snorted and sneezed a lot.

Fortunately, he responded quickly and turned his face in time, so that it didn't splash on the dining table.

However, under the nose, there was a big snot bubble.

Liu Qingshan was happy when he saw it: "It's like my uncle blows like this!"

Everyone laughed, and Liu Qingshan went on to talk about the simple situation of bubble gum.

Hong Yunsheng became more and more excited as he listened. With the businessman's keen sense of smell, he felt that this business must have a bright future, so he didn't care about drinking and eating, he dragged Liu Qingshan to chat.

Liu Qingshan explained to him: "Brother Hong, I mean, you can see if you can buy a candy factory in Pengcheng, or you can build your own factory. The policy there is relatively loose."

"Then this time I went abroad to inspect and put the production process in place. This should not have much technical content, as long as it can ensure food safety."

"In terms of raw materials, it is best to solve it domestically. You can find a few more rubber factories to see if you can get the edible rubber that you need."

Hong Yunsheng thought of another important question: "Sanfeng, what do you mean, there are already such products abroad, and the patent aspect..."

Liu Qingshan smiled and blinked: "The patent issue doesn't seem to need to be considered for the time being, right?"

Anyway, when their bubble gum is produced, at most it is exported to Maozi for exchange of goods.

At the moment, there is no patent law in China. Are you talking about patents with us?

"Okay, then I'm going to prepare and try to set off as soon as possible." Hong Yunsheng seemed smug.

As for the investment and distribution of benefits, the two parties also made a simple agreement, and doing business with Hong Yunsheng is the best thing about it.

In the end, both parties contributed half of the funds, but Liu Qingshan accounted for 70% of the shares. After all, he came up with the idea.

Hong Yunsheng sees it very openly: people can ask him to cooperate with Hong Yunsheng, and of course they can also find other people to cooperate.

After arranging Hong Yunsheng's affairs, Liu Qingshan's trip to the capital basically ended successfully.

Just when he was about to set off on his return journey, he received a call from Xiao Wu, asking him to go home for dinner tomorrow night.

This is also a bit beyond Liu Qingshan's expectations. He is not one of those dazed young people. Of course, he knows what this invitation means.

Originally, according to his plan, he would wait until he had a harvest on the Heihe side, and then find an opportunity to visit various houses. Unexpectedly, this time was suddenly advanced.

It seems that this is not bad, after all, there is a human feeling in it, which is more human than the pure friendship of interests, and Liu Qingshan is more willing to accept it.

The next afternoon, Liu Qingshan rode the bicycle left by the second sister, with some mountain goods hanging on the handlebars, and a bag of Songjiang green rice on the load shelf, and went to the house of Xiaowu on Liuyin Street.

He didn't choose to buy those nutritional products in the world. As for giving other valuable gifts, it didn't seem appropriate, so he just brought some local products.

This is purely what it means to visit the elders.

When he arrived at the place, Xiao Wu was poking his head at the door. When he saw Liu Qingshan, he immediately greeted him happily:

"If you say you come, come here, what else do you take?"

Liu Qingshan thought he was being polite, but just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiao Wu continue to say:

"If you want to get it, just use a big truck to pull some more rice from your place. With just this bag, who can eat it?"

Liu Qingshan was also amused by this guy, but he also prefers this way of communication: more like a friend, not just a partner of interest.

When I entered the courtyard, I thought that the aunt wearing an apron greeted me cheerfully: "Liu is here, your rice is really good, the old man came back yesterday, and he made rice porridge to drink at night."

Liu Qingshan also smiled and said hello to Auntie, supported the bicycle, and came to the main house in the north under the guidance of Xiaowu.

"Grandpa, Qingshan is here."

Xiao Wu shouted, and the sound of the radio in the room stopped abruptly.

"Mr. Wu, hello."

Liu Qingshan greeted the old man sitting on the chair, and at the same time looked at each other:

Squinting eyes, it should be said by Xiao Wu, his grandfather suffers from eye disease.

This also reminds Liu Qingshan of his grandfather Liu Shikui. In his previous life, he lost both eyes because of an eye disease. He felt the pain.

Mr. Wu gently shook a big fan in his hand and wore a vest on his upper body. He looked similar to the elderly in most families.

But Liu Qingshan knew that this man was definitely the one who killed the gods in the army back then, and made the enemy terrified.

"Qingshan, sit down."

There was a smile on Mr. Wu's face, and he looked like a kind old man, just like your neighbor's second uncle.

The flutter fan in his hand pointed lightly, and there was a chair opposite him.

Xiao Wu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back and didn't dare to say a word.

Liu Qingshan sat on the chair in an orderly manner. When his butt touched the chair, his body was also stiff, but he quickly returned to normal.

The room fell into silence, the old man Wu did not speak, and the two juniors were of course not good at speaking, so they remained silent for more than ten minutes.

The old man gently shook the palm fan, and time flowed slowly in this swing.

Xiao Wu was a little restless, and gradually began to sweat on his forehead. He glanced at Liu Qingshan for a while, and then at Grandpa for a while, and he hesitated several times.

Liu Qingshan was sitting steadily, his waist was straight, and he didn't look sideways, his whole person seemed to be a wooden man.

clack.

A soft sound came from the silent room.

It was the beads of sweat on Xiao Wu's head that fell to the floor.

Click, click, click again.

This time, it was Liu Qingshan's sweat dripping down his chin and dripping onto the floor.

The beads of sweat formed a line, like raindrops under the eaves, dripping in series.

After another ten minutes, Wu Lao's hearty laughter sounded:

"Qingshan, get up, you are really good, you are the first to last on the tiger bench for half an hour, hahaha."

Only then did Liu Qingshan stand up, the clothes on his back were already attached to him, and he was also a little puzzled:

Why even use the tiger stool, do I have to pour chili water when I eat for a while?

"Qingshan, do you want to be a soldier?"

Wu Lao's voice sounded again.

Xiao Wu also looked excited, turned Liu Qingshan with his elbow, and said softly:

"Last time there was an uncle who persisted on the tiger bench for 20 minutes, and now he is a star."