Golden Fishing Village

The hand tendons of craftsmen and the hamstrings of physical workers were often used as punishments by the underworld before the popularization of modern medicine. Once the hand tendons were broken, the hands would lose strength, and once the hamstrings were broken, the legs would lose strength. It was like a death sentence for people who made a living by their hands and feet.

However, with the development of modern medicine, this problem can be solved. To put it in an extreme way, Lakers historical superstar Kobe Bryant once had a ruptured Achilles tendon in his left foot, and it was a grade 3 rupture. After treatment, he stood on the court again and completed the feat of scoring 60+ points in his retirement game.

Of course, ordinary people cannot enjoy the medical treatment of international superstars, but ordinary people do not need to treat tendons as strictly as sports superstars.

Moreover, Tu Yishao's hand tendons were cut by a sharp blade, and the fracture was neat and easier to connect.

What Ao Muyang was worried about was that if he asked a doctor to connect the hand tendons for this guy, he might be hard to change his nature and continue to hang out in the casino instead of being a chef.

He wanted to bring Tu Yishao to the resort as a chef and let him take charge of the kitchen. After all, he was once the top chef in Hongyang and a master of seafood cooking in China.

When he learned that he could pay for a doctor to treat his tendons and that his tendons could be cured, Tu Yishao suddenly became energetic and no longer looked lifeless.

But he was still suspicious: "Young man, are you a doctor? Can this cut tendon really be cured?"

Ao Muyang said: "I'm not a doctor. I said I run a resort. The tendons can really be cured, and it's not difficult. If you know more about medicine, you will know that this is not a major surgery in surgery."

When he learned that the guy who ate could be cured, some light came out of Tu Yishao's wrinkled old face.

He has been in the underworld for many years and knows that there is no free lunch in the world. He asked in a deep voice: "Why are you helping me?"

Ao Muyang said: "I have said it many times. I opened a resort and asked you to take charge of the kitchen. If you are willing, agree. If not, forget it."

Tu Yichan smacked his lips and waved: "Boss, follow me."

He changed his address so quickly that Ao Muyang was stunned: "You agreed quickly."

"He who knows the times is a hero." The old man grinned, "I am almost starving to death. Someone wants to re-employ me as a chef. Why shouldn't I agree?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "This awareness is good. Where should I go with you?"

"It's a bit far to where I live, but you are young and have good legs and feet. It's okay to walk there." Tu Yichan limped.

Ao Muyang said, "Since the road is long, then follow me."

"Where are you going?"

"To drive."

He was naturally driving a Porsche. After getting in the car, he sent a message to Jin Hong, asking him to take a Mazda 6 back. He would treat Ding Erpao to a meal and find out about his financial situation.

The car started, and Tu Yichan smiled: "This Porsche is quite simple, boss. You don't look like someone who likes to play with this car. It's better to buy a real fifth-hand Porsche instead of this thing."

Ao Muyang said, "It's not my car, but my friend's car."

"Then your friend is a town bastard?" Tu Yichan continued to laugh.

Ao Muyang glanced at him and said, "Why do you talk so much about riding in a car? My friend bought this car because it looks good, okay? He doesn't like to ride it."

"I like to ride it, I like to ride it."

"Don't say these words together." Ao Muyang felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

Tu Yichan pointed the way, and they continued to drive on the muddy road.

Now the old man is no longer the No. 1 shovel in Hongyang. He was fired by the guesthouse because of his gambling problem, and then he went to his hometown in the countryside and lived there.

This time he took Ao Muyang to his hometown. Ao Muyang laughed and said, "You didn't ask me to help you move, did you?"

The old man said, "How can I do that? I'll cook you a dish that can only be made at my place. Let the boss see my skills first."

His hometown is a small village called Wumanzhuang. The village is not close to the ocean and is considered a mountain village.

Wumanzhuang is a microcosm of many mountain villages in China. The houses are renovated, but there are few people. Only the elderly and left-behind children stay in the village, and the young people and strong laborers have gone to work in the city.

The car drove into the village, and Tu Yichan said with some sadness: "When my ancestors were rich, this village was all mine, and these houses were all rented out by my family for tenants to live in."

"Can you stop bragging?" Ao Muyang curled his lips, "Can't you tell from my accent that I'm also a local?"

Longtou Village is 50 to 60 kilometers away from Wumanzhuang, but he is sure that Tu Yichan's ancestors were not so rich.

Tu Yichan smiled and said, "If you want to say that I brag, it's my father who brags. This is what he told me. Hey, hey, hey, turn left, turn left, and drive to the back of the village."

There is a pond behind the village. The pond is not big, the water is clear and the trees are green, and the environment is well protected.

It just rained heavily, so there is a lot of water in the pond. A group of toads croaked by the pond, which made it look very pastoral.

Tu Yichan's home is by the pond, a high courtyard with a dozen rooms, but it is deserted and dilapidated. There is no glass on the windows on the wall, but a layer of plastic cloth nailed on.

He is popular in the village. When he saw him getting off the car, an old man laughed and said, "Shovel, you are coming back in a big car."

Tu Yishang said proudly, "Well, this is my boss, he drives a Porsche."

"Your father died a long time ago, I made a coffin for him, what's the point of bragging." The old man laughed while smoking a pipe.

Ao Muyang: "..."

Tu Yisho also laughed and said: "You are going deaf. Go to the hospital quickly. I said this is my boss, boss! Boss! Here, I will give you a fragrant cigarette from the boss."

The old man looked at the cigarette in his hand. The exquisite filter tip and elegant tobacco shreds told him that the cigarette was of high quality. He didn't want to smoke it and put it on his ear, saying: "Oh, boss, the boss's car? "

"right."

"Are you going out to have a fight with your boss? Look, you were hit by a car and your face was bloody." The old man asked again.

Tu Yisho reached out to grab the cigarette from his ear and said, "Old coffin lady, what are you talking about? I won't give you any cigarettes."

The old man stood up, picked up the horse and ran away. His legs were very nimble.

Tu opened the door with a shovel, and Ao Muyang went in and took a look: "If wealth does not return to its hometown, it will be like walking at night in brocade clothes."

"What are you going to do if you don't go back to your hometown to build a big house after you make money? That's what we uneducated people do. When we get rich, we go back to our hometown to build a big house and show off." Tu Yishou said nonchalantly.

Ao Muyang became concerned and asked, "Illiterate people like to show off like this?"

"yes."

He stopped talking. The small building he built stood at the end of Longtou Village.

They went to the Cemetery Casino in the morning, and time passed quickly down there. By the time he went out, it would be afternoon. They would drive all the way to Wumanzhuang, and it would be close to evening.

After returning home, Tu Yisho rubbed his hands and said, "It's almost time for dinner. Boss, I'll treat you to a meal."