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525 Luo Yuzhu 2

Xu Damao: "Show the settlement form to the sales section manager, if you want to take the goods back yourself."

"He will show you the delivery receipt and then pick up the goods at the warehouse."

"If you want the clothing factory to help you deliver the goods, you need to leave the delivery address and your name to the sales department."

"You don't need to worry about the rest. Just go to the train station to pick up the goods according to the time."

"But you have to pay the freight yourself, and it doesn't cost much. The train station will ask you for it when the time comes."

Luo Yuzhu: "It's rare to have such good conditions. Of course I want to enjoy the treatment of picking up the goods at my doorstep."

"I'll hand over the address right now, and I'll come to treat you to dinner later."

Xu Damao: "Are you so determined to treat me to dinner?"

Luo Yuzhu: "Of course. If it works this time, it will be more than what I earned from running socks several times."

"Then you are my God of Wealth. I must not fawn over you."

Xu Damao: "I was reckless this time, but why should I continue to help you?"

Luo Yuzhu: "That's why I want to invite you to dinner. You must wait for me."

Since she was brought by Xu Damao, she kept jumping in line, and the section chief quickly completed the procedures.

Luo Yuzhu took a certificate slip, waving it in her hand, and came to Xu Damao.

"You said I had so much money in exchange for a piece of paper. Why do I suddenly feel a little uneasy?"

Xu Damao said with a smile: "You saw it when you were going through the formalities. Are there many people waiting to pay and how big is the amount?"

"So your money is not even a drop in the bucket to others, and they won't deceive you."

Luo Yuzhu put the bill of lading in her bag and said it like a man.

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner."

Right now, here in the Special Administrative Region, no one has been issued a business license for the catering or service industry.

But when it comes to people doing small business, they all turn a blind eye or close an eye.

Otherwise, state-owned hotels and hotels alone would not be able to accommodate so many people.

There is a very small restaurant next to the clothing factory, owned by an elderly couple.

According to legend, my ancestor was a famous local chef. He had many children and grandchildren at home, so his life was a bit difficult.

I saw various factories around, popping up like bamboo shoots after the rain.

Only then did I get the courage to go out and give it a try. At first I pushed a cart out to buy some.

Later, I found that no one was taking care of it, so I rented an open space in a clothing factory.

I bought a few asbestos tiles and bamboo poles, and simply tied them together to create a simple hotel.

Xu Damao heard about it when he was chatting with workers, but he really never came once.

Luo Yuzhu went in and ordered a few dishes, and asked the boss to serve a few bottles of beer.

The whole process was fast and precise, and Xu Damao was not given any chance to speak. Is this also called inviting others to dinner?

"Boss Xu, the dish I just ordered is to your taste."

"Let me tell you, the ancestor of the chef in this restaurant was a professional chef who was a first-class official."

"The craftsmanship is quite good. You will know after you try it. If it doesn't suit your taste, we can change it."

Xu Damao was secretly amused. She was afraid that the food she ordered would be expensive.

"It's okay, let's just chat. I'm quite interested in your side."

"A long time ago, there seemed to be a chicken-feather gang over there in Zhengyi, which traveled around all year round."

"It is said that the people over there are naturally more sensitive than others when it comes to business and have a more accurate vision. Can you talk to me?"

Xu Damao's words suddenly brought Luo Yuzhu into memories.

But he was not in a hurry. He slowly picked up the beer in the bucket and poured himself a glass.

Hmm~ It tastes really bad. It’s not chilled, and it relies on the water in the bucket to cool it down. The smell of beer can’t be suppressed at all.

In this day and age, not everyone has access to a refrigerator.

Those restaurants and tuck shops without refrigerators will use water to cool down when selling beer and soda.

Some are more particular and have the skills to throw one or two ice cubes into the water.

Later, after individual business licenses were issued, these restaurants and canteens would build a large pool at the entrance, specifically for brewing beer and soda.

A little further back, someone will use a large ice cube to hold soda and beer, and to prevent them from rolling, they will also cut a few grooves in it.

Before the sales peak is approaching, these bottles will be turned over by hand.

Pour melted water from the ice over them to cool them down quickly.

Xu Damao stopped drinking the beer after one sip. He really couldn't drink it, so he might as well go to the faucet and drink some cold water.

Luo Yuzhu came back to her senses now, glanced at Xu Damao a little embarrassed, and then slowly began to tell about what she learned about chicken feathers for sugar.

From the time she started wandering around, she later met Chen Jianghe and learned some things about the Ji Fei Gang.

She used the art of making sugar that her mother taught her, and Chen Jianghe took it outside to change things.

Then he kept talking about how Chen Jianghe took care of her at that time, with a hint of love in his eyes.

Later, after Chen Jianghe left, she could only continue to make a living by boiling sugar and buying and selling food in the streets.

She also talked about how she wandered among those with red armbands and how many times she teased them.

I have been listening to her talk about her current life, and secretly bought a bundle of hundreds of pairs of socks.

Until now, she has followed several like-minded people and has completely monopolized their socks market.

After Xu Damao listened to her story, even though he knew her life experience, he still wanted to uncover this scar all at once.

"A very smart and capable little girl, but what about your parents? Why didn't they listen to you?"

Luo Yuzhu's expression turned dark as she picked up the beer on the table and took a drink.

"My mother died when I was ten years old, and then my father married another woman."

"The next year I gave birth to a younger brother, and then my stepmother sold me to a human trafficker at the instigation of my stepmother."

Xu Damao picked up the beer he didn't want to drink and touched it with Luo Yuzhu.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had such a life experience."

Luo Yuzhu finished drinking the wine he touched: "Let's go, those traffickers are not left behind either."

Xu Damao: "Then let me hear what you just said. Are you staying in Chenjia Town just to wait for that Chen Jianghe?"

"It's been so many years and there's not even any news. Maybe they've gotten married outside."

After Luo Yuzhu finished listening, he drank another glass of wine and said.

"I've asked around and he often writes letters back, but those letters are not for me, haha..."

Xu Damao: "Then what's the point of waiting? Don't you feel tired after living like this?"

Luo Yuzhu: "I don't have any family or friends to help me, so I can only move forward on my own when I'm tired."

Xu Damao glanced at Luo Yuzhu, who was feeling a little depressed, and helped her fill up her wine glass.
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