Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1175 Obtaining Resources
They chatted all the way as the tractor drove.

The others sat for a while and then stood up to look around.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it slowly changed from a bustling street to a country road, then to a small town, and then passed through a rice field.

They also went from looking curious to slowly becoming listless and squatting there.

Ye Yaodong turned his head and glanced at them inadvertently, and he felt that their car looked like a group of refugees.

From the middle of the night to almost dark the next day, the ride was bumpy and everyone was a little exhausted. They were also a little skeptical, but at this point, they could only firmly believe that Ye Yaodong was not lying.

The one who said this at the beginning was Ye Yaodong. He was the richest man in their family now, so he felt there was no need to lie to them, so they all believed it.

And with the cooperation of an old lady, they also knew a little about the old man's past.

But the fatigue from traveling so long really makes one doubt life.

Those who originally believed in it became a little nervous, wondering if they would be taken to some bad place.

When the sky was filled with sunset glow, they entered a village. Soon, they heard lively voices.

Everyone instantly perked up.

They all stood up and looked outside, their faces filled with surprise.

"arrive?"

"We should be here, right? It's almost dark and we've been on the bus for so long."

"Ah, I saw the buffet..."

"Everyone is eating. There is actually a buffet. We ate in the evening. There are quite a lot of people."

"Just in time, haha..."

Ye Yaodong was a little embarrassed, luckily Ye Yaohai didn't understand everyone's local dialect.

"Isn't that the ancestral hall in front?"

Ye Yaohai also stood up and said affirmatively: "Yes, it is at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Big red flowers are tied on the door. You must be tired after sitting in the car for such a long time. Get off the car and have a good rest later."

"I recognize the traditional Chinese character for '叶' on the plaque. This must be the place. There's no doubt about it."

"It's really impressive. Such a high wall, painted red, and the door is taller than two people..."

Ye Yaohai smiled and said, "The overseas Chinese paid for it, so everyone should build it well. After all, it is the ancestral temple. No matter where people are, their ancestors are here. This is also the root of everyone, so of course it must be built well. If it is good for the ancestors, it will be good for everyone."

Father Ye and the others quickly followed suit, "It's good for our ancestors and good for everyone. We prepared a red envelope before we came out, and we've done our part, but we don't know who to give it to. You can help us give it to them later."

He smiled and said, "Uncle, you are so polite. You even gave me a red envelope."

"Yes, yes. Although the overseas Chinese paid for the completion of this ancestral hall, we still have to give the red envelope to Bao Gong's family. This is a happy event."

"You are really particular people."

While talking, everyone took out red envelopes from their luggage bags. They were all wrapped in red paper with their names written on them.

Since it was contracted to the ancestral hall, Ye Yaohai definitely couldn't refuse.

But he didn't take it either.

"Everyone, don't worry. Get off the car first. I will lead you to the elders later. Just leave them to them."

"That's okay too."

Everyone waited for the tractor to stop at the door and then jumped down.

The people who were eating around, both men and women, were all looking at them curiously.

This group of people looked at the villagers who were eating with curiosity, and then looked at the magnificent ancestral hall behind them. Everyone had a smile on their face, and they all felt a sense of pride, because it turned out that their roots were here.

Everyone wants to return to their roots, but they have been rooted in Baisha Village all their lives and do not have any sense of belonging here.

But it is the ancestral temple and the roots of the old man.

Ye Yaohai walked along the beach and greeted the people around him. The people around him looked at them happily and whispered curiously.

They followed Ye Yaohai obediently, watching him ask people and then lead them into the ancestral hall.

Then he led them to a square table inside, where a few old men were talking. There was a pile of red paper and writing brushes and ink on the table.

Ye Yaohai greeted the old men and introduced themselves to each other in Mandarin.

The elders of the tribe said a lot of things to them in the local dialect which they could not understand, and it was Ye Yaohai who translated it.

Father Ye, Uncle Ye and a few others also greeted those people in broken Mandarin and told them what his grandfather's name was.

Ye Yaodong just listened with a happy smile. There were a bunch of elders present, and it was not the turn for the younger ones to speak.

It’s okay normally, but they are all elders in the clan, and most of them are very old-fashioned.

Then after a while, his father and his friends all started giving out red envelopes, and the younger generations followed suit. After all, they were all married, and after starting a family, they had to give out red envelopes to interact with each other.

An old man took a brush and wrote down the names of each of them on a red list.

After a brief greeting, Ye Yaohai translated for them and said that after the ceremony tomorrow, their names would be recorded in the family tree, under the row of their grandfather.

Then he took them out to eat.

"Everyone here is here to help, so we provide meals. You are guests from far away, so of course you can sit down and eat with us. I will eat here with you first, and then I will ask the elders to see if there is an empty house for you to stay in. You may have to squeeze in."

Ye Yaodong said quickly: "It doesn't matter. It's not that important when you're out. Just having a place to lie down and sleep is enough."

"Okay, let's eat first."

Everyone was very hungry, but they didn't want to look too embarrassed when going out, so they were very restrained.

After all, everyone in the village is watching, and many of them may be family members or relatives of wealthy overseas Chinese, so of course they have to leave a good impression.

While they were eating, some curious aunties and grandmas enthusiastically approached them to talk, and they were able to communicate by using gestures and speaking incoherently.

After the meal, it was dark. Ye Yaohai arranged three rooms for them, and the three families had to squeeze into each other for the time being.

It just so happened that they each shared a room, so it was convenient for them to talk.

After their accommodation was allocated, they were taken to watch the show.

I heard that we had invited a troupe to perform a big opera for a week, and they have already performed for four days. There are three days left, which is just in time for the end of the buffet.

This period of time is the busiest in the village. There is a show in the afternoon and another in the evening. As soon as all the people in the nearby villages finish their dinner, they bring their own benches and run over early to grab seats.

When they arrived, they could only stand at the outermost edge and watch a figure. The noise around them made it difficult for them to hear voices clearly, so they could only listen to the people chatting next to them.

Everyone was there to show their support, and those who couldn't hear would just talk about their own favorite topics.

They also joined in the conversation and inquired, and the people around them were all talking about the overseas Chinese.

Many older generations said that life was hard in the past and they had no other choice, so they sneaked abroad. If there was a way, who would want to leave their homeland...

Unexpectedly, many of my fellow villagers who had left the village have become successful. And now under a series of new policies, many overseas Chinese have returned to give back to their hometown, and even the villagers in this village have benefited from it.

Ye Yaodong also followed suit and asked about the overseas Chinese, but he didn't hear anything new. What everyone was most interested in was the topic of setting up factories, which would give the villagers jobs.

Many villagers saw how prosperous the overseas Chinese were after returning, and during this period many of them went abroad to work, setting off a craze for going abroad.

So they saw fewer young people in the village.

Ye Yaohai also stood with them and chatted, and asked him if any of his family members wanted to go abroad to work, and he could make arrangements.

Ye Yaodong shook his head quickly, "My family doesn't have it. My uncle and second uncle don't know either. Let's ask them tomorrow. My children are all young. The oldest is only 15 years old."

"Fifteen is fine."

"That won't work!" Ye's father immediately objected. "Ah Hai is the eldest grandson, how can we send him abroad? He is only 15 years old. We have arranged for him to work in the shipyard. He doesn't need to go abroad to work. He has a stable job in the shipyard."

"Ahai?"

Ye Yaohai was confused for a moment. Didn’t Ah Hai call him?
"He's my oldest nephew. His name is Ye Chenghai. I don't know if there was anyone with the same name as you in the previous generation. We live by the sea, and there are many people in the village named Hai."

Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua just nodded. They were not very good at speaking, let alone Mandarin, so they just listened and watched the show.

This is so rare, it was hard to see it in the past few years.

"Oh, I see. I was just a little confused when I heard the name. There are also several people named Ah Hai in our village, and there are also people named Ah Dong and Ah Nan, haha."

Ye Yaodong also laughed.

Nowadays, people are very casual in naming their children. They can add the surname, generation, and the last word to their names to make them anything they want.

In some cases, only the first child has a generational title, while the subsequent children do not have any. They follow the trend and build a country, build an army, strengthen the country, and build... a lot of them.

"It's not bad to be able to work in a shipyard. You're only 15 years old. That's amazing. It will be a stable job in the future."

Father Ye nodded happily, "Yes, this is all thanks to Dongzi."

"Adong is so powerful?"

"He is now President Ye..."

It was a rare opportunity for Ye's father, so he started bragging as much as he could.

He had to let people know how powerful his son was, especially in front of his old family, otherwise people would think they were relatives who came to take advantage of him.

We kept chatting until the opera ended, and the people in the front stood up, and the people behind them left one after another.

Ye Yaohai also sent them back and let them have a good rest first.

They greeted the host and returned to their room.

When Ye Yaopeng came back, he said regretfully, "We went too late. I was standing too far back and couldn't hear much. It was also noisy around us."

"Let's go to the opera early tomorrow. Now that we're here, let's go back after the fun is over."

"Hey, I just heard them talking about going abroad. It's a pity that our child is too young, otherwise we could really send him abroad. Going abroad is so popular now. People say that it's easy to find a job abroad, the salary is high, and you can make a fortune if you go abroad."

"Yes, the children at home are too young, let's wait and see in a few years."

As Mr. Ye has grown old, he cares about having many children and grandchildren. He is not very interested in his children going abroad, and he may also have some old feudal ideas.

"Who knows if it's good or not? It's good to look at others, but once the child is sent away, you won't be able to see him/her anymore. Overseas countries are so far away."

Ye Yaodong said pertinently: "There are advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is like what Dad said, you can't see people, and who knows if you can make a lot of money if you go abroad. Even if you grow up, you will still wash dishes for others, and your family is not short of food. You may not be able to make a lot of money by going abroad, and your family is not bad now."

"It's a bit of an advantage. If I can come back to study with the status of an overseas Chinese, it would be quite good. I can get special attention."

Ye Yaopeng nodded, "Let's talk about it later. The children at home are young, and this old man must want to make money."

"That's for sure. It costs a lot of money to send it abroad."

"It's already late. Go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to worship your ancestors."

Being in an unfamiliar place, everyone was a little excited, and everyone was thinking about the ancestor worship the next morning. They tossed and turned all night, and only in the second half of the night did they begin to snore.

As soon as they heard the noise outside in the early morning, they got up immediately. In fact, it was only dawn, but today was a big day, and everyone with the surname Ye in the village got up early.

After Ye Yaodong, his sons and brothers got up, they also took out their new clothes and new leather shoes and put them on. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and everyone looked much more glamorous.

When they walked to the ancestral hall, the entrance was already bustling with activity. A large group of people were busy there, some cooking, some picking vegetables. Some old men were coming in and out, and many young and middle-aged people were watching from the side.

As soon as they arrived, someone greeted them and asked them to have breakfast first.

Some tables nearby were already full of people coming for breakfast.

It looked almost the same as the banquet held during the birthday celebration of the Tianhou Temple. It was exactly the same and felt very familiar.

After they arrived, other people followed one after another, including some villagers.

After dinner, no one left. Everyone was waiting in the open space, or helping out if there was anything.

When the time was almost approaching, a car suddenly drove into the village. The sound of the engine could be heard from a distance, and the villagers' exclamations could be heard as well.

Ye Yaodong and his friends were originally sitting in a corner with nothing to do, chatting with people from the local village.

His father, uncles and second uncles were chatting with Ye Yaohai's father and others, sorting out the relationships among the older generation and connecting with cousins ​​they had never met.

When they saw a car looking towards the ancestral hall from a distance, everyone stood up and talked about the fact that some overseas Chinese were coming.

"What a glorious sight..." Ye's father said with a bit of envy, "With so many people watching and surrounding me, this life is worth it."

Ye Yaodong put his hand on his father's shoulder and said with a smile: "Tomorrow your son will buy a car for you to show off."

"real or fake?"

"Just don't scold me or break my legs."

"Haha, if you really have the ability to buy it, why would I scold you?"

"It's a nice thing to say, but you have so many criminal records that you'll be very opposed to anything I buy."

"That was before. Didn't I think you were too unreliable? And you didn't have much money, so you bought this and that. When you can really afford a car, why should I say anything to you?"

"Tsk, you said, when my mother and the others start to criticize me, you should stop them."

"Wait until you have the ability to do so."

It's no big deal. A few tens of thousands of dollars is enough to buy a car. If he really wants to buy one, he can definitely afford it and can find a way to get it.

It's just that it's a waste of money to buy a car now. The cost performance is not high, and the road is so bad. In addition, there is no benefit in pretending to be rich now.

He has enough pretentiousness in the village and doesn't need a car to set him off.

As soon as the car stopped, several people in suits and ties got out. Two of the young men even had mousse on their heads. They looked really decent, completely different from the crowd of people around them who were wearing simple gray Zhongshan suits.

However, they all had smiles on their faces and did not look arrogant, which did not make people feel uncomfortable. Moreover, as soon as they got off the car, they shook hands with the elders, greeted Ye Yaohai, and walked into the ancestral hall together.

He happened to be standing with Ye Yaohai, and had been chatting with him, and was also pulled in.

He asked Ye Yaohai quietly, "Are these the only overseas Chinese?"

"No, there are more. They haven't arrived yet. There should be several cars coming soon. It's not time yet."

“What a beautiful sight.”

"Returning home in glory is one of life's great joys. You're not bad either, you're President Du Ye now, and you're quite capable."

"No, it's just a false reputation, don't take it seriously, haha, it's so embarrassing."

He was indeed awkward.

Before he could recover, Ye Yaohai turned around and really introduced him to those overseas Chinese, and emphasized the title of "President Ye".

Damn! His dad overhyped it.

It's even more outrageous as they keep blowing it one after another.

Ye Yaodong's face turned red instantly. He had never been so embarrassed before. He knew the value of his president Ye.

It would have been bad enough to be praised in his own village, but he was deliberately picked out to be praised in front of worldly people. He was so embarrassed that he almost forgot how to speak.

"Haha, don't listen to Lao Hai's nonsense. He just changed the name casually. It's not good enough."

An old man smiled and said, "Young people are really amazing. They are much more amazing now than we were back then. I didn't expect that the descendants of Fourth Uncle would come back."

"It's also a coincidence. Luckily our names are related to each other, so we know we are related in some way."

"The leather from Vancouver is very famous in Italy. I also know a few bosses there, and it seems that some of them are planning to go back and invest in setting up factories."

"What a coincidence! I just came back from Vancouver a few days ago and am investing in lighters with my friends."

"Oh? Lighters are also available in China, right?"

"Some domestic stores sell them at very high prices. My friend developed his own product and made it in his own small workshop, so it's much cheaper. I just happened to have started a partnership." Ye Yaodong chatted with them with a smile.

"That's amazing. When the time comes, we can ask the local government to help support us and make it bigger. It will be amazing in the future."

"Haha, you are just a small-time guy, you can't beat a big guy like uncle."

"What big boss or not, just call me Uncle Zhong. We are really talented people with the surname Ye. We can be successful wherever we go, haha!"

"Luckily I came back to take a look, and unexpectedly I met many overseas Chinese from the same village. It was all thanks to Ah Hai's help in making connections that everyone was able to contribute money and effort to build their hometown together."

Ye Yaohai then smiled and said, "It's just a small contribution from me. I can help our hometown get better and better, but I still rely on your help."

"You will have to help us look after the hotels and canning factories in the city. We may also be able to allocate another piece of land in a while, and then we can build a fish canning factory. Find someone to help us look after it."

"no problem."

Ye Yaodong's eyes lit up. "A fish canning factory?"

"Are you interested too?"

"Haha, canned food is high-end stuff. I'm a fisherman, and there are many boats that are familiar with canned fish. But this thing requires machinery, which I can't make. I have set up a fish sauce workshop at home."

"Oh? Fish sauce is good. You can't buy authentic fish sauce abroad. We, the fellow villagers, have been wanting to have this for many years."

Ye Yaodong was delighted, "Uncle Zhong, do you think there is a market for fish sauce abroad?"

"It's just average. Foreigners can't accept the taste, but we overseas Chinese in the southeast coastal areas miss it very much. It's okay to sell some, but it's difficult to make it big. Can you transport it? You have to put it in a big jar, right? There's no glass bottle in China now, right?"

"Once Lao Hai helps me get the machine, I can start bagging production with lower losses. Does your overseas business involve this?"

"We do have a variety of products, and we also do wholesale," he thought for a moment and said, "If you have packaging that's easy to transport, we can try shipping a batch."

"Okay, okay, thank you uncle. I didn't expect that I could expand overseas markets from you, hahahaha."

"Haha, we are all from the same hometown, so we should help each other. As long as there is money to be made, there is nothing we can't do."

"Okay, then I hope that uncle will help and take care of me in the future."

Ye Yaohai smiled and patted his shoulder, "Good boy, I can connect you with someone just by chatting with you for a few minutes. Have you opened up the overseas market?"

"No, no, there's no sign of it yet, haha, I just told you."

Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "I'm not kidding. When you have everything you need, go to the city and contact my son, Ye Yaohui, and ask him to leave you a landline number."

Ye Yaodong looked at the young people who were visiting and walking around in the ancestral hall.

Ye Yaohui was also called back, and then he smiled and left his address and number to Ye Yaodong.

He carefully put the note away. This was all money. If this overseas line was opened, it would be beneficial in the future and would also bring in a stable income.

When I got back, I immediately increased my efforts to collect groceries.

Fermentation takes a long time, there is nothing we can do about it.

"Is Uncle in Italy?"

"Yes, I am in Italy, my brother is in the UK, my sister and two nieces are in Canada, my two nephews are in Germany, this son was called back from Australia by me, my daughter is studying in France, and my two other sons and my youngest daughter are with me."

Ye Yaodong was dumbfounded.

How can a family be torn apart like this?

If this is a family dinner, do we have to call the whole world to attend?

Ye's father and others were also shocked. How could a family be distributed all over the world?
Ye Yaodong smacked his lips and said, "Your family is really powerful. You have people from your family all over the world."

Ye Yaohui said with a smile: "If we Chinese leave a few people in the world, we can conquer the earth. What's the big deal about running around the world? Hahaha."

"You guys are really amazing. The farthest place I've ever been to in my life is the provincial capital, haha."

"That's normal. The farthest place some villagers have ever been is the nearby town. After all, transportation here is still inconvenient. It will be convenient in the future." Ye Yaohai also followed suit.

Just as they were talking about the excitement, a car horn sounded outside, and everyone knew that more overseas Chinese were coming.

The elders of the tribe immediately went out to greet them.

After a while, four or five more men and women, young and old, came.

Not long after, more cars arrived, and the ancestral hall was filled with a large group of well-dressed people.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, greeting each other politely and chatting.

There were also many members of the Ye family mixed in, chatting and getting close to the overseas Chinese, many of whom were their relatives.

Ye Yaodong followed Uncle Zhong as usual. After all, he was the first one who promised to help him sell fish sauce overseas.

He listened to everyone showing off and knew that these were overseas Chinese from many countries, at least seven or eight countries.

Wow, smuggling is really a trend among the older generation. As long as Mazu agrees, they can go to places all over the world.

However, as they chatted, he also asked Uncle Zhong if he was interested in lighters. He also showed him the lighter he carried with him and explained that it only cost a few dollars, trying to persuade him that there was a big market for it.

"Haha, you are a business man. I'll take this lighter first. We can talk about this later. This thing is good."

"Okay, okay, it's important to worship our ancestors. It should be almost time. I'll contact you later and invite you to tea."

However, while they were talking, other people were looking at the lighter in Uncle Zhong's hand. When they heard that it only cost a few dollars and was made domestically, they were all very interested and asked Ye Yaodong to give them his contact information.

Ye Yaodong's face was frozen with smile. Every time he pushed the button, there was an unexpected surprise. He quickly borrowed a pen and paper and gave them the phone number of the Baisha Village Committee.

He also said that it was difficult for private individuals to make phone calls now and it would be difficult to get approval, so they could only ask them to call the village committee first and then transfer the call to him, or ask them to leave him their phone number.

Just like that, before the ancestor worship ceremony, he put a bunch of notes in his pocket, all of which contained the contact information of the big guys.

These are all resources.

The locals pay the most attention to clan. Since they have this kind of relationship, they will generally help if there is anything they can do, and the Chinese like to stick together wherever they go.

With so many contacts, this trip really paid off for him.

At present, the country is short of materials but not of labor, so there are very few things that can be exported, and many materials are smuggled in from abroad in various ways.

However, there is no shortage of labor in the country, which leads to cheap labor. Foreign capital likes cheap labor in the country.

This led to the boom in foreign trade soon after. In the 90s, foreigners lined up and offered money to Chinese factories for processing.

"It's almost time to prepare for the ancestor worship ceremony."

Someone shouted, and everyone quieted down a little.

Introduction to the book of strange stories:
The pine wind blows away the tea smoke, and in the pile of white clouds, the gods sleep peacefully.

Unconsciously, I was dreaming of the past, when an old man was telling stories under a tree at the entrance of the village. Those stories about gods, ghosts, foxes and mountain monsters that stunned the little children were neither real nor imaginary, bizarre and romantic, but I still felt they were indescribable.

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