Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

Fu Wan had just taken a sip of tea when she heard footsteps coming from the back door.

She quickly stood up and walked forward, "Master Ning, long time no see, are you feeling well?"

"Haha, it's not good or bad, but I won't die anyway!"

Mr. Ning San responded with a smile. Although he couldn't see, he could determine Fu Wan's location by listening.

"How's Comrade Xiaofu doing lately? It sounds like you brought a new friend here."

"Haha, it's my cousin and my friend."

After Fu Wan finished speaking, Ye Lin and Fang Min greeted Mr. Ning Sanye together.

Mr. Ning Sanye waved his hand to signal them to sit down, with a rare smile on his face.

"That's great. It's rare to have so many people in my yard. Ah Fu, go order a table and ask Comrade Xiao Fu and the others to stay for lunch."

Qin Fu responded and turned to give instructions to others. Mr. Ning San was a straightforward person. Not long after he sat down, he looked at Fu Wan with interest.

"I heard from Ah Fu that Comrade Xiao Fu brought me a gift. What is it?"

"Could it be that you have found ambergris again?"

Fu Wan was also helpless when she heard this. This Third Master Ning really loved ambergris deeply.

"I didn't come across any ambergris, so I just ordered some local specialties from home. I hope you don't mind, Third Master!"

Third Master Ning had a look of regret on his face, but he still smiled and shook his head, "I don't mind, how could I mind.

When I was sent down to the countryside, any local specialty was worth a fortune. It was then that I realized how delicious steamed cornbread and sweet potato rice were.

"Sweet potato rice? Where were you sent down to?"

Fu Wan was a little curious, and Fu Ming and others also became interested.

In the past, there were also a few elderly people who were sent down to Fujia Village. However, Fu Wan and Fu Ming were less than ten years old at that time, so they don’t remember them clearly now.

I only remember that they didn't interact much with the villagers. Although the old village chief would not make things difficult for them, they still had to obey the arrangements and make those who were sent down to the village go to the ancestral hall for criticism every week.

At that time, Fu Wan and Fu Ming didn't understand why this happened. Later, a typhoon hit and the houses where those people lived collapsed. Two elderly people were hit by earth bricks and stayed in Fujia Village forever.

The others went back after being rehabilitated. They came back a few years ago and even brought two bottles of good wine to the old village chief and Uncle Fu.

In fact, in that era, those who were sent to Fujia Village were considered lucky. Many people who were sent to other villages like them were not only bullied by the villagers, but also had no food to eat. After several years of suffering, they were no longer in good health.

Even before they could get redress, they became small bumpkins and could never return to their hometown.

Fu Wan still remembers that there were children in the village who imitated the children from other villages, chasing the old people, throwing stones and shouting "stinky old nine".

As luck would have it, Uncle Fu saw it and immediately scolded the group of children.

The village chief didn't say anything when he saw this, but just turned around, frowned, and called the whole village to a meeting.

Uncle Fu was a soldier, and the old village chief also delivered supplies to the front line.

The two of them shared the same view, that is, no matter what the arrangements were outside, those who were transferred here were all Chinese, and the big guys couldn't bully others at will.

So even if there were criticism meetings, they were just routine matters. Village chief Fu never deducted their work points. Those elderly people who were sent down to the countryside also understood the situation well. They secretly wrote teaching materials and asked the village chief to arrange for educated youth to teach literacy classes to the children in the village.

This is also why many people of Fu Wan and Fu Ming's generation received education and had a much better cultural level than people in nearby villages.

"As for me, I was sent to the south. It was poor there, but the scenery was beautiful!"

When talking about the days when he was sent down to the countryside, Mr. Ning Sanye's face was still smiling, and it seemed that he did not suffer much during his demotion.

What Fu Wan didn't know was that when Third Master Ning was demoted, his friends helped him a lot, and with Qin Fu as well, Third Master Ning didn't suffer much except for losing a little weight. He was rehabilitated in less than two years.

He is blind and cannot do any work in the countryside, so his work points are naturally few.

What's more, the farmers themselves could not get enough to eat, and many of them only had one meal a day. It was already a very good life for Mr. Ning San to be able to eat sweet potato rice occasionally.

After they chatted for a while, Qin Fu seemed to remember something, turned around and went into the house to get something out.

"Comrade Xiao Fu, this is the roster for this afternoon's auction. Take a look and see if there's anything you're interested in."

Fu Wan took it and thought that the auction looked quite formal. Even the auction roster felt like it was made of high-quality paper.

Fu Wan opened the booklet and read it quickly. She couldn't help but sigh at the end.

After all, this is the capital city. There are so many treasures at an ordinary auction.

There are vases and jades from the Ming and Qing dynasties, paintings by Qi Baishi, as well as many jewelry and watches, and rare ancient coins.

Not all of them were from China, there were also European sculptures and paintings. Fu Wan looked around and finally saw the gold needle she wanted on the first line of the last page.

A pair of Nine Mysterious Golden Needles.

"So, what is Comrade Xiaofu interested in?" Mr. Ning San asked casually after taking a sip of tea. "I heard from Ah Fu that Comrade Xiaofu wants those gold needles?"

Fu Wan smiled and replied, "Yes, this golden needle is good. I want to buy it as a gift."

Master Ning San nodded. "Comrade Xiaofu does have good taste. The booklet in your hand has so many things in it, but only this pair of golden needles is interesting."

Upon hearing this, Fu Wan unconsciously asked, "Then, according to Third Master, how much should I prepare to buy this golden needle?"

Third Master Ning reached out and stroked his graying mustache. After a moment's silence, he said, "I don't know much about this golden needle. Don't be fooled by its mysterious name. According to the information sent to me so far, this golden needle is not from the palace, nor is it a burial object. It should have no cultural relic value.

I suspect it was passed down from a family of doctors.

As for the value, it's at most 20,000 or 30,000. If it's more than that, it's not worth it."

Twenty or thirty thousand, so cheap?

Fu Wan's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that, and then she asked, "Master San, do you know where I can get a golden needle made? If I don't win the bid, I plan to have someone make one for me."

Master Ning San hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "I know, but I don't recommend you go. The golden needle thing is troublesome to do. After all, it involves acupuncture, and it needs the doctor's approval.

Nowadays, there are no doctors in the capital who are worthy of using golden needles to treat illnesses."

The only one who doesn't know where the cat is in the world right now.

Thinking of the old friend with the same strange temper, Mr. Ning San felt a little unhappy.

Seeing this, Fu Wan quickly changed the subject and talked about her recent experience of fishing out Shanghai willow trees.

As expected, Mr. Ning Sanye's attention was immediately diverted. He had heard that the Sun family had brought back a sea willow tree from outside, but he didn't expect that it was Fu Wan who got it.

What he didn't expect was that there was actually a red willow tree, but it was hidden by Sun Youjin.

It seems that Sun Youjin is even more cunning than his grandfather and is indeed a good businessman!