The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 212 New Year's greetings from the Cai family on the second day of the Lunar New Year (second update)
On the second day of the new year, he took Zhao Feiyan to pay New Year's greetings to Cai Daxia. When the old man saw that she had a big belly, he rushed to the trunk and moved the Moutai down by himself.

The body is very good.

"New year, new water, I wish you good health."

One person gave a hundred red envelopes, and the two in the belly waited until they were born.

The eldest cousin Cai Cunzhong and his two uncles were busy cooking, while Cai Cuncheng wore an apron and was fiddling with tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans.

"Zhang Haonan, when did Zhiqiang return to Shacheng?"

Zhang Zhiqiang is Zhang Haonan's uncle, who has been working as a contractor in the Western Regions for the past ten years, repairing ditches and houses.

Basically, there is not much contact, but this is from Zhang Haonan's point of view, from Cai Daxia's point of view, that is, the nephew is suffering outside.

The elderly have their own views and ideas.

"I don't know, I don't have any contact information with the old man."

"Then follow him."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Cai Daxia couldn't see any emotion on his face, nor would he feel sad or joyful because of people coming and going.

A cultured person who has come out of troubled times is actually harder-hearted than a reckless man.

"Eat some pistachios, I won't be able to bite my teeth."

"I think you can still gnaw on the bones of a cow?"

"The beef tendon is delicious."

"..."

If it doesn't taste good, it won't taste good, and you can't bite it.

Zhang Haonan just peeled the pistachios to Zhao Feiyan, and Zhao Feiyan also sat happily, looking at this small country house near the river bay, really comfortable.

Uncle really has a good eye.

The main reason is that the river directly leads to the Yangtze River, and the current makes it impossible for mosquitoes to breed. If there is nothing to eat, just cast a net, and small fish and shrimps will continue all year round.

"What do you think of the receipts from Kobayashi and Yoshida?"

"Call me to travel to Osaka, I won't go."

Shaking his head, the old man is not interested and does not want to go.

"why?"

"If the country sends me two atomic bombs, I will go."

"..."

Really simple idea.

"Then I will work hard and try to ask the country to buy two hydrogen bombs for you to play with in two years."

"Hahahahahaha..."

After flicking the cigarette ash, the old man laughed happily, "Fuck it, let the foreign economic and trade people talk about it themselves, I just didn't expect that Yoshida was not dead yet, and this devil was pierced with a broken arm, leg, and waist. It's not dead...it's hard to die."

“Others are progressives after all.”

"On my egg? I don't have class feelings in my eyes. Don't fart with me. It's like the central leadership is here. I let them live. I obey the command and obey the order, not because I want to."

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he sprayed wildly, and his demeanor remained the same as before. The old man suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhang Haonan: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I used to have someone in my old unit who was in charge of war orphans. Now he The girl is doing extradition work, there are a group of gangs now, both Songjiang people and Northeast people, I can introduce some of the business that is not seen in Chenguang."

"Gang?"

"It's not from Edo. In Kyoto and Osaka, I heard from him that the Japanese slave police are cracking down on them now, and it's not easy to mess around."

The gang in the eyes of the old man is not the traditional gang of Japanese slaves, but the organization form is closer to the old-fashioned incense hall in China. Burning "one stick of incense" is a typical example. The owner of the incense is not fixed and is not based on blood relationship. Cohesion.

It is still somewhat different from Edo's "nuluoquan".

Zhang Haonan didn't know much about this, and he had only dealt with him once before he was reborn, and he organized a group to sweep goods in Kansai, buying a large number of equipment and production lines from the bankrupt Japanese slave factory at low prices.

He just earns some hard work, and most of them are leading enterprises and key enterprises in various prefecture-level cities in East China.

Except for the local bank of Wonu urging them to press for debts, those who do some dirty work are all unruly local gangsters.

Among them is the gang composed of war orphans, who have little affection for the Japanese slaves themselves. After all, after the Japanese slaves, they are completely at the bottom of society and suffer unprecedented exclusion and discrimination. This leads them to regard "hatred" and "resistance" as "one stick incense".

The characteristics and style of acting are ruthless.

To sum it up in one sentence, everyone is "Brother Jiaqian".

As long as you add money, your life will be gone.

Ten years later, the "Nuluo Quan" made a big noise, but at the beginning of the new century, it was still hidden under the water, and it was still in the transition period from stragglers to nominally unified organizations.

At this stage, there is no specific banner, and each prefecture is fighting on its own. Of course, as long as the bankers are willing to add money, the war orphans in Edo can go directly to Osaka overnight to press for debts.

They didn't ask who the boss who gave the money was, whether it was an American, a Chinese, or a Frank, it didn't matter.

They only recognize "Fukuzawa Yukichi" and nothing else.

The Japanese slave gang culture is prevalent, and Cai Daxia is very happy to see it, as long as there are no such nonsense in China.

"I think people have been raising eels along the Yangtze River, can they make a fortune?"

Cai Daxia always felt that this matter was unreliable, but Zhang Haonan was not an easy guy, since he said that he could make a fortune, the old man believed it more or less.

"Yangcheng opened a Japanese-style restaurant, and the business is pretty good. The people from the Agriculture Bureau went to Xiangjiang, Yangcheng, Songjiang, Beijing, and Jinmen before. It has a certain market foundation and can also reflect the domestic market of Japanese slaves. It is the same as before. The preliminary investigation of foreign economic and trade is in line, and the specific in-depth investigation will have to wait for Kobayashi and Yoshida to arrange the itinerary."

"Little devil is prudish."

"..."

The two old Japanese slaves came to China, and the local government also treated them with courtesy, after all, they had a deep revolutionary friendship.

But Cai Daxia's only dream is to blow up the Japanese slaves. He usually watches anti-Japanese war movies, but he doesn't want to watch them when he sees serious wars and hardships.

In his words, how difficult was it for me to teach you back then?I just want to be happy right now.

Zhang Haonan wondered if he would let Zhao Feiyan make a series of "Tearing Devils" to give the old man a good time.

"Oh, by the way, I got a travel medical examination package from the Provincial People's Hospital. It's under the name of the 'Zijin' company. When you arrive, you can call it. You can travel to Jiankang and take a medical examination along the way."

"No."

"Take it!"

Zhang Haonan lost his temper, and stared at Cai Daxia with wide eyes, which startled the old man, and almost choked his lungs with a puff of smoke.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it, I'll take it to the head office."

"I don't want you to do anything, it's no fun to sit at home every day at an age."

Speaking of which, Zhang Haonan took out another business card and handed it to the old man, "This is the internal phone number of the Foreign Economic and Trade Hotel. If you report your name, a special car will be arranged."

"Well, this is pretty good."

Cai Daxia took the business card, then got up and walked to the Eight Immortals table, opened the drawer and stuffed it into a tin biscuit box.

In fact, he has physical examination benefits, but he never wants to move. He just goes to the nearby small market to have two glasses of bragging with people. With the disappearance of the local morning wine stall, he also throws away this little pastime. Every day Just listen to the radio at home.

For things like traveling, as long as you are not too tired, it is good to move around.

It's not that the old man is going to climb the mountain, take a stroll in the car and take pictures, which is very good.

On the other hand, Zhao Feiyan looked at Zhang Haonan curiously. She thought that Zhang Haonan would obey his ancestors, but looking at it now, that was not the case.

Once the temper comes up, no one really buys it...

Wow, so there is this side.

stimulate.

Feeling that she had discovered a new continent again, Zhao Feiyan was chewing pistachios while looking at Zhang Haonan with a smirk.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly asked Cai Daxia: "Grandpa, why do the older generation in the family say that Haonan is like an old man, who is as tall as 1.9 meters, and Haonan is not that tall?"

"Oh, it's about people who look alike, and then do similar things."

Cai Daxia put away his business card, walked to the door and sat down on the bamboo stool with a small backrest, and said, "I knew him before my elder sister married to Uncle Zhang's family. He came to Chengdong to buy three hundred acres The silver ingots in the land were obtained by the housekeeper who killed his family and went to the Huai River to collect the money."

As if recalling the legends of the past, Cai Daxia had never personally witnessed the ruthless methods of this uncle of the Zhang family, but since he could marry his grandparents who had passed away for an unknown number of years, it was impossible for him to be just an incompetent ass Street pussy.

It is very taboo to go out of the house, and it is not easy for someone to follow afterward.

Zhang Haonan now has two grandfathers who are still alive, and they were the youngest long-term workers under the old man.

Those of the older generation, except for the two great-grandmothers, can still talk about the past, and the legend has actually come to an end.

"Zhang Haonan's little Chenguang is like Uncle Zhang's family. We always say that this young lady will be promising in the future. It's not a polite word, but I really think so."

Cai Daxia smiled and said, "It's easy to become a millionaire in the new era, but I didn't expect to be more promising."

"Earning money means being successful?"

"Otherwise, what else? If you can build an atomic bomb, I'm sure I won't say anything else."

He picked up another cigarette and threw the butt into the tin dustpan, and he continued, "You don't want to be an official, and you don't want to learn, so the only three things you can do in agriculture, industry, and business."

While chatting, two teenagers rode bicycles to the door. After paying New Year's greetings to Cai Daxia, they cautiously came to Zhang Haonan and called "Ada". They didn't need their parents to remind them, they were very polite.

Standing up half a head taller than them, Zhang Haonan asked Zhao Feiyan to take two red envelopes and stuffed them into their hands: "If you start studying in No. [-] Middle School this year, don't think about going to an entertainment city to play video games. I will directly report your academic performance." Call your class teacher."

"..."

"..."

The two teenagers who were about the same age as Zhang Haowei suddenly felt that this new year was not happy at all, and the smiles were on the faces of their parents, grandpa, cousins...

"What? You two seem a little unconvinced? Are you unhappy?"

"no!"

"No no……"

Zhang Haonan nodded in satisfaction, "What I will ask of my brothers in the future, I will ask of you as well. Your family has already agreed."

"..."

"..."

The two brothers of the Cai family fell silent for a moment. They had heard about Zhang Haowei singing the national anthem at the gate of Chagang Middle School...

(End of this chapter)