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Chapter 243: The Stir in Naye Village
Chapter 243: The Stir in Naye Village
With his mission in the capital accomplished, Deng Shirong was ready to head back home.
The matter of renting out the courtyard houses was temporarily on hold, as he couldn’t find a suitable manager. He decided to put it off until he found the right person.
In truth, his second son was capable enough to manage the seven courtyard houses, but Deng Shirong didn’t want to burden him with such trivial matters, as his son’s education was the top priority.
However, if Deng Shirong found someone to help manage the properties, he could let his second son oversee the big picture, which wouldn’t be a problem.
On the way back, Deng Shirong suddenly thought of Jiang Xiaoxue and her son. He had traveled with them and understood their intentions—to escape the suffocating life in their rural village.
But for a rural woman with a child to settle in a bustling city like the capital would be no easy feat. Unless the child’s father stepped in to help, they would likely end up on the streets, or worse, be sold into slavery.
Still, Deng Shirong didn’t want to meddle. He had helped them find someone out of respect for their shared roots in Guangxi, but he had no intention of interfering further in their lives.
After all, the child’s father had been found, and as the saying goes, even a tiger wouldn’t eat its own cubs. Deng Shirong was confident the father wouldn’t abandon them.
...
County Town
Shuifeng Restaurant
It was already 6:30 PM. Since there wasn’t much nightlife in this era, people were accustomed to going to bed early, so dinner was usually served early. By this time, the restaurant was mostly empty.
At one of the six-person tables, Deng Yuntao, Zhang Guangzong, Zhang Guofu, Bu Dashen, Bu Zhongshi, and Bu Dajun were drinking and chatting.
This drinking session was to celebrate Deng Yuntao, Bu Zhongshi, and Bu Dajun obtaining their driver’s licenses.
In those days, getting a driver’s license was much easier than in the future. As long as you were 18 years old, met the physical requirements, understood traffic rules, and had the skills to drive a motor vehicle, you could apply for a license.
After passing a simple test, you would receive a probationary driver’s license. To get a full professional driver’s license, you needed to drive safely for at least six months.
Bu Dashen took a sip of his drink and looked at his younger brother, "Zhongshi, are you really planning to take out a loan to buy a truck and run a freight business?"
Bu Zhongshi nodded, "I made the decision when I started learning to drive."
Hearing this, Zhang Guangzong was surprised, "Zhongshi, I thought you were learning to drive so your uncle could help you find a job as a driver. I didn’t expect you to plan on taking out a loan to buy a truck and run your own business. Do you know the risks involved in the freight business?"
Bu Zhongshi replied, "Grandpa Zhang, the main risks in the freight business are the bandits and highwaymen. My uncle has already warned me about them."
Zhang Guangzong nodded, "Since your uncle has already warned you and you understand the risks, I won’t say more. The most important things in this line of work are caution and composure. When you encounter danger, stay calm and know when to act.
If the situation is beyond your control, be ready to give up your money to save your life.
Money is just a possession; don’t risk your life fighting with desperate criminals. It’s not worth it."
Bu Zhongshi knew that Zhang Guangzong was giving him this advice out of respect for his uncle. He quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang, for your advice. My uncle has told me similar things. If I ever encounter such a situation, I’ll know what to do."
"Good, as long as you understand."
Zhang Guangzong had often drunk and chatted with the big boss, so he knew the depth of the big boss’s wisdom. It wasn’t surprising that he could give such advice to his nephew. After a brief nod, he continued drinking.
Deng Yuntao, who had worked at a brick factory, often traveled with his brother to places like Beihai, Hepu, and Lianjiang to sell goods. He had many conversations with drivers along the way and understood the dangers of the road in recent years.
Based on his experience, he said, "Zhongshi, when I worked at the brick factory, I often traveled to Beihai, Hepu, and Lianjiang to sell goods. We never encountered bandits or highwaymen, not because they were rare, but because we never traveled at night or on remote roads.
We stayed safe for over a year without any incidents.
If you decide to run a freight business, try to avoid night travel and remote roads. Even if it means taking a longer route and spending more time, it’s better to be safe than to take unnecessary risks."
Bu Zhongshi nodded, "I understand."
The drinking session lasted until 7:30 PM, with most of the conversation centered around Bu Zhongshi’s plans to take out a loan to buy a truck and start a freight business.
In this era, it took real courage to take such a step. Most of those in the freight business were state-owned or collective enterprises. By entering the freight industry at this point, Bu Zhongshi could be considered a pioneer in individual freight operations.
As for whether he could become a billionaire, it all came down to whether Bu Zhongshi had the luck and the ability to seize the opportunities of the era!
...
Deng Shirong entered the capital on the 7th of the lunar month. By the time he returned to Bobai, it was already late July.
He stayed in the county town for three days, ensuring that the restaurant business was running smoothly. With everything in order, Deng Shirong prepared to return to his hometown, leaving the restaurant in the capable hands of his children and daughter-in-law.
However, before leaving, Deng Shirong had a chat with his nephew, Bu Dashi, about his marriage prospects.
"Daishi, you're not young anymore. Your parents have been asking me to find you a suitable match, but before you started working, it was a bit challenging to find a good partner given your circumstances. Now that you're working in the city, I think it's time to find you a wife. Do you prefer a city girl or a country girl?"
Hearing his uncle's question, Bu Dashi was surprised. "Uncle, I can actually marry a city girl?"
Deng Shirong smiled. "You're working in the city now, with a salary that's higher than many workers. Naturally, you have the means to marry a city girl."
The idea of marrying a city girl was something Bu Dashi had never dared to dream about. It was impossible not to be tempted.
However, Bu Dashi didn't let his excitement cloud his judgment. "Uncle, which do you think is better—marrying a city girl or a country girl?"
"Well, how can I answer that? Each has its own advantages and disadvantages," Deng Shirong cleared his throat and continued. "City girls are generally more worldly, come from better families, and have higher education levels. They don't have to work in the fields, so their skin is usually smoother.
"On the other hand, they might not be able to handle hard work and might have a bit of a spoiled attitude. Some might not even know how to cook basic meals.
"Country girls, on the other hand, are hardworking and can handle various household and farm chores. They are skilled in sewing and are generally good at managing a household.
"The downside is that they might not be as worldly, come from less affluent families, have lower education levels, and might have rougher skin.
"Of course, these are generalizations. Not all city girls or country girls fit these descriptions. For example, your sister-in-law is a country girl, but she has a natural beauty. Even though she worked hard at her parents' home, her skin isn't rough, and she's more beautiful than most city girls.
"So, whether you choose a city girl or a country girl, there are good and not-so-good aspects to both. It all depends on what kind of wife you want."
Bu Dashi nodded in agreement. "Uncle, I don't really know what kind of wife would be best. Why don't you help me find one? I trust your judgment."
Deng Shirong thought for a moment. "If I were to help you, I'd suggest finding a country girl with a good appearance. It's too difficult to find a city girl who is excellent in every way and won't look down on you."
Bu Dashi chuckled. "Alright, then let's find one from the hometown. I'll leave my marriage up to you, Uncle. I don't expect to find someone as excellent as my sister-in-law, but at least find someone who won't be a disappointment."
"Brat!"
Deng Shirong laughed and scolded him, then promised, "Alright, I'll keep an eye out for a good match when I get back. I'll find you someone excellent."
...
"Uncle Jiu, you're back!"
"Uncle Jiu, Aunt Yunfeng said that your restaurant in the county town is twenty to thirty times larger than Shuangwang's state-owned restaurant. Is that true?"
"Uncle Jiu, do you need any dishwashers at your restaurant?"
"Uncle Jiu..."
When Deng Shirong returned to the village, everyone who saw him came over to greet him and ask about his restaurant in the county town.
After Changdong's mother returned from the county, she had spread the news about Uncle Jiu's restaurant, leaving the villagers in shock. A restaurant twenty to thirty times larger than Shuangwang's state-owned restaurant was beyond their imagination.
Now, seeing the man himself, they naturally had many questions.
It wasn't something to be ashamed of, and Deng Shirong was more than willing to answer their inquiries. He hadn't publicized it before to avoid making grand claims, but now that someone else had done the talking, there was no need to hide anything.
"Yes, the restaurant covers over a thousand square meters, making it significantly larger than Shuangwang's state-owned restaurant."
"Profit-wise, it's doing well, better than the brick factory."
"Currently, we don't need any dishwashers, but I'll let you know if we do."
"Ha, it's not as great as you make it sound. The restaurant is doing well, but I've invested a lot of money. At the current profit rate, it would take at least twenty years to recoup my costs."
"I'm not exaggerating. I owe the credit union several hundred thousand!"
"..."
With Deng Shirong's responses, there was no doubt that a huge buzz spread throughout the village.
(End of Chapter)
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