After making a wish, financial freedom

Chapter 159 Don't Paint My Face
When the aunt heard that she wanted to buy her family's special products, the smile on her face became more enthusiastic:
"Come on, young man, I have good things at home, and you people in the city must have never eaten them."

"Then what do you have?" Li Zhuo asked as he followed her into her house.

"There are several kinds, just say the same thing, have you heard of cattail bags?" said the aunt.

This is a typical inland rural family with a courtyard. On one side of the courtyard there is a bungalow for kitchen and storage. On the opposite side is a relatively small two-story building. It looks a bit old and has been around for a long time. , but the living conditions are not bad.

To be honest, in the rural areas of China, especially in the southern region, many families live in relatively spacious areas.

There are two loquat trees planted in the courtyard, and there are grape trellises next to it, which is fairly tidy.

There are also two children playing in the yard in this family, who may be the grandchildren of this aunt.

The aunt went into the bungalow and took out a basket of dried cattail bags.

It looked like a sauce yellow thing, and its shape was like a wallet. Li Zhuo had never seen it before, so he asked curiously:

"What's this made of? Auntie."

Aunt explained:
"This is made of tofu. It is made of cattail grass into a money bag, then put the tofu in, press it, and it becomes a cake shape, and then marinate it with soy sauce and other sauces..."

The aunt was very interested, and Li Zhuo probably understood that this is the wallet-shaped dried tofu.

So he nodded and said:
"Okay, Auntie, it feels good. I'll buy 10 catties of dried cattail bags."

The aunt happily took a plastic bag to fill him with dried cattail bags.

"Guys, don't worry about eating, it's all made at home, and we eat it ourselves, so it's clean and hygienic..."

Li Zhuo said "Yes" twice.

At this time, the aunt asked curiously:
"Young man, are you from Hangzhou? You look white and clean, unlike us rural people..."

Li Zhuo smiled and said:

"I'm not, I have a company in Hangzhou, and I'm a small boss."

Auntie did not hesitate to praise:

"It's really outstanding to be a boss at such a young age."

Li Zhuo took the initiative to say:

"Auntie, I want to start an Internet celebrity incubation company recently, do you know this? It is a company that makes videos on Douyin, Kuaishou, and Xiaohongshu..."

"I know, I know, I watch Douyin every day, and our whole family watches it," said the aunt with a brisk temper, and took out her mobile phone to show him the interface of her Douyin app.

Li Zhuo smiled and said:

"Yes, Douyin is the most popular now. Recently, I am looking for talented people, not those who sing and dance, but people who can tell stories. I want to be an Internet celebrity company that subdivides channels for stories. Is there anyone here who is particularly good at telling stories? It’s the kind that is very attractive when you tell it.”

After hearing this, the aunt said:

"Yes, there are, but they are either quite old or have a relatively poor image. I have never heard of anyone among the young people who can tell stories..."

"It's okay to be older, don't show your face, the main thing is to be able to tell stories, oh, it's best to be able to tell horror stories, this category is very special, and there are very few people doing it at present."

After hearing what he said, the aunt slapped her forehead, then gave a thumbs up and said:
"Oh, if you want to tell horror stories, my guy is like this in the village.

His biggest hobby in this life is horror stories. When I first got married, I read story books with my arms in my arms, and later I listened to them with my tape recorder in my arms. I was often so scared that I couldn’t sleep.

Buy after burning, keep burning and buy..."

"Later, I listened to a place called Himalayas on my mobile phone, and listened to it on Douyin. I didn't worry about him watching beautiful women dancing when he watched Douyin, because in his Douyin, apart from horror bloggers, supernatural event."

"If it's okay, he used to like to talk about it. The two children were frightened by him since they were young; now they start to scare the two grandsons. The grandchildren are often scared to cry, so I set a rule for him. Go to the village branch, frighten the bunch of turtle grandchildren, and don't talk about it at home..."

Auntie poured beans out of the bamboo tube, and said everything about what was there and what was not.

Li Zhuo was very happy, feeling that the ghost story the alligator heard should be told by his aunt's husband.

His house was the closest to the river, and it was normal for him to chat with people there, and it was normal for him to mention ghost stories in response to the scene.

Li Zhuo couldn't wait to ask:
"Auntie, where is uncle now? If you don't cause trouble, is it convenient to see him?"

The aunt waved her hand and said:
"How big is he? Why can't I see him? He's out to play now. I'll call him."

The aunt was very helpful, took out the phone and called.

In order to express his gratitude, Li Zhuo asked after she finished the phone call:
"Auntie, do you have any other specialties here? I'll have some more."

"Yes, yes," the auntie said, and went into the bungalow again, and took out a package in red, "Young man, this is kudzu powder, the powder made from kudzu root, which is also a specialty of our place, similar to walnut powder or something. Very nutritious…”

Li Zhuo didn't even look at it, and said:
"Okay, it feels good, give me ten packs."

Aunt happily went in to count and came out and said:
"There are only six packs left, not so many, if I knew I had more, I would make some..."

"That's fine, just the six packs." Li Zhuo said.

While the aunt was packing these things for him, the aunt's husband came in from the outside.

This man is in his 50s, not tall, and he loves to smile. He is a very kind person just by looking at his face.

When the aunt saw him, she said:
"I'm back. This is a boss from Hangzhou who bought our local products. Listen to me, you can tell horror stories. He wants to start a company that makes videos on Douyin, so I want you to try it."

The uncle was quite modest, rubbing his hands and saying:

"Ah, the boss is really young. I'm afraid I can't tell ghost stories. I'm much worse than Teacher Zhang Zhen. I'm afraid I'm not suitable to be a Douyin blogger."

Zhang Zhen's ghost stories are amazing. Li Zhuo heard it once, and he was too scared to go to the bathroom at night.

Seeing the way he rubbed his hands, Li Zhuo knew that he really wanted to talk.

So he laughed and said:
"Come on, let's talk in my car, don't scare auntie and your two children."

The uncle smiled and said:

"Yes, don't scare them."

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"My surname is Dong, and my name is Dong Fentian."

The name seems to have a sense of history.

Li Zhuo led the uncle to his Bentley Flying Spur parked outside. The uncle didn't know the brand of this car, but its light sapphire blue exterior, pure white interior, and the comfort after sitting on it all showed that This car is exquisite, and the price is definitely not cheap.

Uncle became cautious.

The weather was hot, so Li Zhuo drove the car to the shade of the trees by the river, only three meters away from the stone slab by the river.

Li Zhuo deliberately opened the car door, and then said with a smile:
"Uncle, don't be nervous, calm down first, tell a ghost story at will, relax, we are just telling stories for fun."

"Okay!" After the uncle finished speaking, he closed his eyes and calmed down.

Li Zhuo summoned the alligator in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sure enough, it quickly emerged from the water, and then climbed onto the stone steps.

Seeing that the crocodile was ready, Li Zhuo said:
"Uncle, is it all right?"

The uncle opened his eyes, nodded, and then his face became serious, and his voice became low and ethereal:
"Then I'm starting, please listen to the horror story "Don't Paint My Face"——"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Zhuo, who had been paying attention to the alligator, noticed that it seemed to tremble.

Sure enough, the feedback from the alligator was very positive:

"Yes, that's the voice, that's it, it makes me tremble..."

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(End of this chapter)