1952: Walking through Nantongluo Alley

Looking at the big bag of donkey rolls that Chen Xiao took out from behind, Qin Huairu's slightly resentful expression disappeared, replaced by a little face full of happy smiles.

She said with a slight blush.

"Just go out, why are you buying me things?"

"So many donkey rolls, they must be expensive, right?"

Chen Xiao nodded slightly.

"It's not expensive. Such a big bag costs less than one dollar."

Qin Huairu took a breath of cold air.

Isn't that expensive? His brother works hard in the coal mines, earning only a few cents a day.

Qin Huairu knew that Chen Xiao spent money lavishly before they got married.

I originally thought that after we got married, I would discipline him properly so that Chen Xiao could save some money.

But until now, Qin Huairu didn't have the courage to say this, for fear that Chen Xiao would be angry.

Chen Xiao took out a piece of donkey roll from his pocket, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

It is soft and sticky when you put it in your mouth, and tastes fresh and delicious.

He couldn't help but take another bite, and then stuffed the rest into Qin Huairu's mouth.

After all, they are a couple, so they don’t have to be so particular about the food they eat.

Qin Huairu blushed as she chewed the donkey rolls. This was her first time eating this delicacy.

The first bite conquered me with its soft, sweet and fragrant taste.

She said this while chewing and mumbling.

"The food is getting cold, wash your hands and eat quickly."

Chen Xiao handed the bag of donkey rolls to Qin Huairu, and then went to the courtyard to wash his hands.

It was getting late, and every household in the compound had closed their doors and was getting ready for bed.

Glancing at Jia Dongxu's house, the lights in her room had already been turned off.

Chen Xiao muttered.

"That's really weird... Usually, Jia Dongxu turns off the lights in his room very late, why is he turning them off so early today?"

"Could it be that the couple is playing poker???"

After washing his hands, Chen Xiao went back to the house to eat.

Qin Huairu put the food on the table and considerately handed chopsticks to Chen Xiao.

"You must be exhausted after a day's work. Eat your meal quickly while you can."

"I'll give you a shoulder massage later when we get to bed."

I have to say, marrying Qin Huairu is pretty good.

These two days, not only did she clean the house inside and out, but she also washed all the clothes for her.

Chen Xiao only needs to work outside to earn money, and he doesn't need to worry about anything at home.

I picked up a piece of cabbage fried by Qin Huairu. Although it was not as delicious as the one made by Sha Zhu, it was also very delicious.

During the meal, Chen Xiao took out a big black ten from his pocket.

"Take this ten yuan as our food allowance for this month."

"There's just the two of us right now, so there's no need to be so frugal. We have to have some meat in our meals every day."

Qin Huairu nodded in agreement, then carefully put the big black ten into her pocket.

After dinner, Qin Huairu was washing pots and pans outside, and Chen Xiao took out the Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon glaze washbasin from the space.

At this time, the surface of the Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon glaze was still dirty, so Chen Xiao brought a basin of water and put it in to clean it.

Clean all the stains on the surface to reveal its original appearance.

From the outside, it is just a small light blue plate.

But who would have thought that just an ordinary small plate could be auctioned for a sky-high price of 21 billion in the 21st century!

Playing with it in his hand, Chen Xiao fell into deep thought.

Should I sell this Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln celadon glaze washbasin or keep it until the 21st century?

Chen Xiao is just in his early 20s this year, and it will take more than 21 years for him to enter the 40st century.

By that time, Chen Xiao would be at least 6-70 years old.

After some consideration, Chen Xiao finally decided to sell this Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon glaze wash.

However, Chen Xiao still knows the principle of being in possession of a treasure. When you have nothing, there is no chance of equal transaction.

Even if you want to sell your Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon washbasin, now is not the time.

The most important thing now is to find a way to make money to buy antiques.

It is now 53 years old, and things can still be bought and sold freely.

Buying and selling can be carried out until the three major reforms are fully implemented.

This is an opportunity for Chen Xiao, an opportunity to make money.

There are still a few years left in the sensitive period of the 60s, which is enough time for him to accumulate assets.

If there is any disturbance at that time, the worst that can happen is that we can just transfer it to Hong Kong.

At this time, Qin Huairu walked in carrying washed pots and pans.

Chen Xiao took the Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln celadon glaze washer back into the space. He didn't want anyone to know about the antique.

"Huai Ru, should we go back to our parents' home in the next two days?" Chen Xiao asked.

Qin Huairu put the pots and pans into the kitchen, and then wiped the water stains on her hands with a towel.

"Yes, usually they go back to their parents' home three days after the wedding. You have work, right? How about we go back on Saturday?"

"Well, sure, then we'll go back on Saturday!"

"By the way, this time when I go back, I plan to bring your brother out and bring him to the Forty-Nine City."

"Didn't you tell me before that your brother's coal mining is not only hard work, but he also doesn't make much money?"

Chen Xiao looked into Qin Huairu's eyes and said.

After listening to this, Qin Huairu put on a faint smile on her face.

"Chen Xiao, can you let Huaiguo work in the steel mill?"

Chen Xiao shook his head.

"How can it be."

"I was thinking of investing money to let Huaiguo do some small business, and then I would pay him a salary every month based on the profits."

Qin Huairu was a little disappointed at first, but after hearing the following words, she smiled happily.

Qin Huairu fetched a basin of hot water from the kitchen and prepared to wash Chen Xiao's feet herself.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Chen Xiao enjoyed Qin Huairu's foot washing service.

In his heart, he was calculating his own plans.

When it comes to doing business, Chen Xiao definitely cannot show up in person. He can only let Qin Huaiguo show up and he can be the boss behind the scenes.

First observe his character, and if he is suitable, reuse him.

When the wind blows, Qin Huaiguo will not want to be implicated and will definitely go to Hong Kong, which will be a good opportunity to explore the way for himself.

As an employee of the steel rolling mill, with the support of Deputy Director Li Aiguo, he only needs to achieve some results in the next few years.

Even if the wind blows, it won't affect me.

Qin Huairu looked up at Chen Xiao while washing his feet.

"Chen Xiao, do you want Huaiguo to come to the city to do some small business?"

Chen Xiao hasn’t thought about this yet.

However, after Qin Huairu mentioned this, Chen Xiao leaned his head on the tree and fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a while, suddenly an idea came to my mind.

Reminds me of a fan book I read a while ago.

Selling popcorn at the entrance of the cinema!

However, Chen Xiao does not plan to sell this because the author is not sophisticated at all. In the 50s and 60s, popcorn snacks were already popular in domestic movie theaters.

But Chen Xiao thought of another delicious snack!

Konjac is cool!

This spicy, chewy, and refreshing delicacy is so addictive that it will definitely sell out in cinemas if it can be made!

Chen Xiao asked.

"Huai Ru, does anyone in your village grow konjac?"

Qin Huairu thought for a while, then shook her head.

"You mean konjac? It's poisonous and not very tasty. No one would eat it unless there was a famine. How could anyone still grow it?"

“Although no one grows them, there are quite a few in the mountains behind our village.”