Chapter 202: The Hu Family in the Past
"Jianye, the simple meal your aunt prepared is not as good as the meals you usually eat, so don't despise it."
Mr. Qiu came to the table and spoke politely.
"How could that be possible? The food Auntie cooks is much better than what I usually eat."
Chen Jianye praised it.
"It's okay. You guys should eat more and finish your meal. Only then will I be happy."
Mother Qiu said with a smile.
Qiu Jibin unscrewed the wine cap and poured wine for the four people.
"Today we can't drink like we did at Jianye's house. Jianye, you gave me so much to drink that I stayed in bed for most of the day."
Qiu Jibin recalled it with a look of pain on his face.
"Who isn't? I didn't even do any work the next day."
Hu Haoran also followed suit.
"Today, we should listen to Uncle Qiu and stop."
Chen Jianye said with a smile.
"Come on, I'll take a sip with you first, and you three can just drink with each other, don't worry about me."
Father Qiu raised the cup.
After all, he was old and his son was sitting at the table.
It would be inappropriate to toast to a junior.
Everyone raised their cups, took a sip, and started eating.
After that, Mr. Qiu just drank by himself and did not look for Chen Jianye and others to drink with him.
Chen Jianye, Qiu Jibin, and Hu Haoran, you toast me, I toast you, we clink our glasses lightly and take a sip.
With elders at the table, the three of them were very restrained.
After finishing his meal, Father Qiu said politely, "You three can eat slowly. I will help your aunt with some work."
Chen Jianye and the other two echoed the sentiments.
"Old man, try the sweet potatoes that Jianye sent."
“Just steamed.”
Mother Qiu brought a plate of chopped sweet potatoes to the table.
The color is reddish, the cut surface is smooth, and there are no obvious fibers.
"I'll try it."
Father Qiu smiled, but didn't leave the table in a hurry. He said politely, "You guys should also try the sweet potatoes that Jianye sent over."
Chen Jianye picked up a piece with chopsticks.
Qiu Jibin and Hu Haoran also picked a piece and put it in the bowl.
"Oh, it's really delicious."
"Sweet potatoes are sweet and sticky, and the taste is amazing."
Mr. Qiu ate a piece and praised it repeatedly.
"Uncle, if you like it, I'll send some over later."
"There's plenty to grow in the fields."
Chen Jianye said with a smile.
Anyone who has tasted the sweet potatoes produced in Lingquan Space will praise them highly.
Chen Jianye also felt a sense of pride.
He personally sowed the seeds, watered and harvested these sweet potatoes.
"Hey, it's really delicious."
Qiu Jibin finished one piece and picked up another one for himself.
"It tastes really good. To be honest, I've eaten a lot of sweet potatoes, but I've never eaten such delicious sweet potatoes."
Hu Haoran also praised.
"If you like, eat more. I have plenty."
Chen Jianye said politely.
"Jianye, do you want... some water?"
Qiu Jibin originally wanted to ask whether the sweet potatoes that Chen Jianye asked him to help resell were the ones we eat now.
Thinking that his parents were still around, Qiu Jibin changed his words temporarily.
"Drink some."
Chen Jianye replied.
Mother Qiu poured water for the people at the table.
Father Qiu ate three pieces of sweet potatoes in a row before leaving the table.
After he left the table, Chen Jianye and others felt much more relaxed.
"Jianye, come to my house and sit for a while."
Hu Haoran invited.
"Let's go next time. I didn't bring anything with me. It would be embarrassing to come in empty-handed."
Chen Jianye waved his hand.
"Hey, why are you so particular? My family didn't invite you to dinner."
"Now that you're here, come sit at my house for a while."
Hu Haoran persuaded.
"Well, Jibin, why don't you come with us? We can take a look at the fun stuff Haoran has brought back."
Chen Jianye agreed and looked at Qiu Jibin.
He also wanted to see the antiques collected by Hu Haoran. If they were indeed worth collecting, he could just buy them directly.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Qiu Jibin nodded.
The three of them finished the rest of the wine.
Qiu Jibin said hello to his parents, and the three of them went to Hu's house together.
"Jianye, if you can ensure that the sweet potatoes are of today's quality, I'll buy as many as you want at 25 cents a pound."
Qiu Jibin couldn't wait to say.
As a qualified trader, Qiu Jibin is very familiar with the current market situation.
There are many poor people, but also many rich people.
Although Chen Jianye’s sweet potatoes are expensive, they are really delicious.
There will definitely be a group of people who are willing to pay a premium to buy sweet potatoes that taste better.
Before, Qiu Jibin wanted to make one cent per kilogram.
Now that he has tasted Chen Jianye's sweet potatoes, he feels that he could sell them for an extra two cents on the price given by Chen Jianye.
Even if I sell it at 2.7 cents per pound, there will still be people who want it.
To be on the safe side, 2.6 yuan per pound and there will be no worries about sales.
"Okay, I'll contact you as soon as I have the goods ready."
Chen Jianye nodded.
"Do you have any more sweet potatoes? If you do, I'll buy 20 or 30 kilograms. They really taste good."
Hu Haoran heard this and interrupted.
"Yes, wait until Jibin gets the goods from me, then you can come and get them."
"Anyway, your two families are close to each other, so you can come over anytime."
Chen Jianye said.
"Okay, Jibin, don't sell all the goods after you get them. Leave some for me."
Hu Haoran reminded.
"Don't worry, I want to save some for myself."
Qiu Jibin said with a smile.
After chatting for less than ten minutes, the three of them arrived at the Hu family.
The Hu family also lives in a bungalow, which is only about thirty square meters.
The room was crowded.
As Chen Jianye remembers, Hu Haoran also has an older sister and a younger brother.
He guessed that Hu Haoran's sister must be married, and if nothing happened to his brother, he should be at home.
"Dad, Mom, Jibin and Jianye are here."
Hu Haoran shouted loudly.
"Oh, Jianye is here?"
Father Hu walked out of the house with a surprised tone.
He immediately looked at Chen Jianye with a smile on his face: "It is indeed Chen Jianye. This kid is really tall."
Mother Hu also came out of the house: "Hey, this child was so skinny before, but he got well in the city and is now strong."
"Brother Jianye."
A young man who looked 80% like Hu's mother shouted at Chen Jianye.
It’s Hu Haoran’s younger brother Hu Tairan.
"Jianye, smoke."
Father Hu took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes and distributed them to the people.
"Thank you, uncle."
Chen Jianye took the cigarette and said politely.
To be honest, he doesn't like smoking the Daqianmen cigarette because it's too irritating to the throat.
But I felt embarrassed to refuse a cigarette offered to me by someone else.
Refusing to accept cigarettes offered by others is a very offensive behavior, which is equivalent to showing obvious disdain for the person who offers the cigarettes.
Otherwise, don't smoke and politely refuse.
If you smoke, you have to accept the cigarettes offered by others.
Just like drinking at the table, you either don't drink at all.
As long as you drink, you have to take a sip when someone comes to toast you.
"Haoran, if you want to bring Jianye back, you should tell us earlier so that we can arrange a meal."
"Look at you, now we haven't done anything."
Hu's father said dissatisfiedly.
"Dad, Qiu Jibin's family invited Jianye to dinner, and the three of us came here after dinner."
Hu Haoran explained.
"I came here in a hurry, and didn't even mention any gifts."
Chen Jianye said embarrassedly.
"Why bring a gift? Why say such inappropriate things?"
A smile appeared on Hu's father's face.
Hu's mother handed tea to Chen Jianye and others.
After they finished smoking, they went into the house and sat down.
The 30-square-meter cabin was a bit crowded with six people.
Chen Jianye looked around the room.
Small but complete.
The house is not big, but it has the necessary kitchen area, wardrobe area, dining area and rest area.
However, what puzzled Chen Jianye was that there was no trace of Hu Haoran placing the junk.
This is very strange.
A rag collector should have a lot of rags in his house.