Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 23 Change of Mindset

Zhang Siwu left and came back.

"Guowei, if you have any dangerous matters in the future, come to me and I will handle it for you. You don't have to take action. Even with a gun, some things are dangerous to do. I'm not afraid of death."

"I know, go and hurry up. By the way, give me the whole belt so I can stop the gun."

"Eh, good."

Zhang Siwu is really gone this time.

Bao Guowei played with the Qingbang knife, poking in the east and slicing in the west. He poked a few small slits in the desk.

But this knife is actually not as good as Bao Guowei imagined. The material looks inferior to later generations of kitchen knives. But fortunately, the knife has a small opening angle and is very sharp. It can cut your hand with just one stroke, not cut it. The bone knife looks like a good meat cleaver.

……

In the evening, Lao Bao returned to Bao's house after work.

There was a smile on his face, he smelled of alcohol, and he looked a little drunk.

"Why are you drinking?"

Lao Bao was now stupid and staggered towards Bao Guowei. He must have been completely drunk and said some nonsense:

"Haha, Guowei... Guowei, I have become the chief steward of the Qin Mansion now. The master has given me a salary increase. I can pay your tuition, buy you new clothes and shoes, and buy you what you want. thing……"

"If you like to eat sausage and fried rice, I will let Hu Da make it. If you like to drink milk, I will buy you milk to drink. If you like to read, I will buy you books. I can't let you be worse than other children..."

"Guowei, it must be very tiring for you to deal with those big shots. I understand, I understand, I am just a local, I can't help you with anything, but I should, should give you something..."

"vomit……"

Lao Bao suddenly knelt on the ground and vomited, even knocking off his reading glasses. Bao Guowei quickly found a tissue to wipe him, and helped him lie down on the bed.

"Guo Wei Niang...why haven't you come yet? Good times are coming, why haven't you come back yet? Come back soon..."

Lao Bao actually started crying.

Bao Guowei swore that this was the first time he had seen such an old Bao, a real old Bao who had put aside his father's dignity and put aside his mask. He expressed his feelings like a child.

It was as if years of pent-up stress had burst out in this drunken moment.

"Go to sleep, dad, stop bickering."

Bao Guowei was also a little tired, so he went back to his room and lay on the bed to sleep.

But there seemed to be small bugs crawling on the eyes, and when I touched them, they were actually a little moist.

Dealing with people is very tiring, and it takes a long time to think about an idea, so Bao Guowei was also very tired during this time.

But now it seems that all this is worth it.

No exercise today, just go to bed.

……

The next morning, at dawn, Lao Bao had cooked dinner and went out to work in the Qin Mansion.

He felt a little embarrassed. He said those words yesterday. He was like a child, not like a father!

Bao Guowei got up late, it was almost three o'clock in the morning, and the food was a bit cold.

But I was very hungry, so I finished a bowl of porridge, seven or eight big meat buns, two fried dough sticks, and a bowl of milk powder before I could cope with the errand.

After dinner, Bao Guowei was exercising while looking forward to receiving Zhang Siwu's "express delivery".

"Hoo! Ha!"

Bao Guowei took the Qingbang knife and fiddled with the knife skills by himself, stabbing and stabbing at the air with a flurry of blows.

After these days of exercise, the upper limit of brain overload seems to have improved somewhat. Perhaps it is because the body has become stronger, or it may be because it is often used during exercise and is used or lost.This makes Bao Guowei more comfortable when mobilizing his muscles, and he can even adjust his posture while running.Although he used the knife to strike randomly, the force he exerted seemed to be very smooth.

"Why don't you try flying knives? Forget it. It's easy to blunt the blade if you bump into it. Let's try it again later."

At noon, Zhang Siwu didn't come. Bao Guowei was bored with waiting, so he simply went out to buy some newspapers and read them.

On the way back, Bao Guowei met a somewhat familiar person.

He was dressed in rags like a beggar and looked a little crazy.There seemed to be something murmuring in his mouth.He walked aimlessly on the street, and everyone had to avoid him when he came near him. He must have smelled a little bit.

Bao Guowei recognized him, it was the little foreman in a mandarin jacket who was beaten away while trying to grab a job at the dock!
The one whose father went to jail in Guangdong and whose mother became seriously ill again!

"Haha, Dad, Mom, you are here. Come to see the Toad. The Toad is very happy, eh..."

He thought he was crazy. Bao Guowei remembered that the little foreman came to work to cure his illness. Looking at his crazy appearance, he was afraid that his mother was also dead.

Seeing that he was a little pitiful, Bao Guowei took out two dollars from his pocket and wanted to give it to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he grabbed the hand of the turtle, he pulled it back as if he was frightened.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

This guy must have been beaten by some heartless people because he was crazy, so that now when a stranger touches him, he subconsciously thinks he is being beaten.

Bao Guowei sighed.

The war in Guangdong was only recorded in the history books, but it forced a family to be torn apart, causing two people to die and one to go crazy.

A grain of sand of the times, falling on the heads of ordinary people, is like a mountain that can crush people to pieces.

Thousands of toads were killed by this mountain. Each mountain is a true reflection of this era.

Bao Guowei didn't care about this man named Suo Tao anymore. He returned home and sat at his desk reading the newspaper, but his mind was wandering.

"If one day... I will become like that, who will help me then?"

When he and Lao Bao had dinner together at noon, Lao Bao noticed that Bao Guowei was a little unhappy and was eating very slowly.

"Guowei, what's wrong? Does the food not taste good or are you feeling unwell?"

Bao Guowei said nothing.He wants to change the world, but he is just an ordinary person, what can he do?

Maybe Bao Guowei didn't notice that his mentality had changed.

Xun Hao's mother died of illness. It would be great if his mother could live.

Thinking of illness, Bao Guowei suddenly thought of artemisinin and allicin.

Bao Guowei doesn’t understand artemisinin and has heard that it is somewhat difficult to produce.

But Bao Guowei remembered allicin when he read a novel.

Peel off the skin and film of the garlic, wash it, drain the water, pat it into pieces, pour in white wine and sugar, cover and seal, and place it in a cool place. It will be ready in two or three months.

It's very simple, but it's already the Republic of China. Does this thing exist?

Bao Guowei thought, he had never heard of allicin here.

If you have time, go to the medical center and ask. If not, try to get it out.

As for how to promote this thing after it is figured out, just leave this method to Chu Ze.

Bao Guowei doesn't know how to do business, and he doesn't bother to worry about it. Besides, he can't keep up with this thing. First, the method is too easy to be stolen. Second, there is no way to make money in business without a little power in this era. Then a garlic tax will be imposed. There is no room for reasoning.

Since I have inherited so much love from Chu Ze, I should find a way to repay him for helping me.

(End of this chapter)