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Chapter 944 Li Shiya's Green Jade

Yang Yixin’s family canteen only serves a meal at noon and closes in the morning and evening.

In the words of her father Yang Mo, she just earns some money to improve her quality of life, but she cannot reduce her quality of life just to make money.

I only have one meal at noon, and after retirement, I have something to do and can earn money. I cook for my family in the morning, prepare lunch in the cafeteria, clean up the house to read books and practice calligraphy in the afternoon, cook for my family in the evening, and walk by the river after dinner, having a happy and leisurely life.

As the leader of a large-scale coal enterprise at the age of 55 or 56, he is very worthy of Zhao Changan's admiration for his wife and daughter to be able to retreat and accompany his wife and daughter, and live an ordinary life of ordinary people.

You should know that many bureau-level leaders like Yang Mo are working hard to get to another level, and from then on, "life is infinitely wide."

The wine was bought from the old winery introduced by Zhao Changan from Qin Youyuan for a 10-pound bucket of 55-degree grain wine, and another pound of fermented glutinous rice. The vegetables were also the ones that Zhao Changan did not let Yang Mo cook, but he volunteered to stir-fry several home-cooked side dishes.

Hawthorn pork ribs, fried fresh shells with cashew nuts, cabbage with vinegar, beef brisket with tomatoes, and fermented rice with red dates, Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin were having fun.

"Young man cooks well and has a stable person. You are writing, and your hands are very stable."

Yang Mo and Zhao Changan drank half a pound of drinks.

"It's not considered writing. I usually write an article before going to bed at night, either it's the poems of ancient people or its own insights to cleanse one's mind. Uncle, I think the words hanging in the cafeteria are all written by you, Shanyang lay Buddhist, a good name."

Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin, who were eating vegetables, looked at each other quietly, and they were so disgusting that they stuck out their tongues. It was simply a shame!

"The word "is average," just write it and play with it. The name is very focused. At that time, we were still in the Coal Capital and lived in the mountainside community in the south of Fenghuang Mountain."

Yang Mo was obviously very satisfied with this name, especially his own baby daughter, who happily explained the origin of the name to Zhao Changan.

"Dad, you didn't hear Zhao Changan say that your name is very good, what about the word "?"

Yang Yixin couldn't listen anymore and pointed out the cunning point in Zhao Chang'an's words.

"I certainly look good at words."

Zhao Changan quickly added, but looking at Yang Mo's still smiling face, he also guessed that Yang Mo would never need her girl to remind him, and could feel the loopholes in his words.

However, years of experience in leading a large enterprise has made him scheming and open-minded.

"Uncle Yang and Zhao Changan are the youngest member of their Provincial Calligraphy Association. On behalf of the Provincial Calligraphy Association, we will go to Yanjing to offer 11th gifts."

Tang Shuang looked at Zhao Changan with a smile: "You have ulterior motives!"

"No, but you are using this idiom very problematic! Uncle Yang's handwriting is indeed good. Although it has not yet been finalized, it is precisely because it has not been finalized that there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Dad, have you heard it? What he said is that your words are actually not distinctive, just draw a cat and a tiger."

Yang Yixin also smiled and exposed Zhao Changan, lowered his head and took a big sip of fermented glutinous rice: "Dad, that fermented glutinous rice is better than you. Let's not make it by ourselves in the future, buy theirs."

"It's only been half a day, and your dad's handwriting is not good anymore. It's not good enough that the fermented glutinous rice you have always loved to eat the most. It turns out that girls are extroverted."

Yang Mo joked with his daughter in anger, raised his glass and left with Zhao Changan.

He didn't ask Zhao Changan to pour him wine, but personally poured a cup for the flattered Zhao Changan: "I really didn't expect that Xiao Zhao, you can not only write songs, but also start a company, but you are a member of the Calligraphy Association. This cup is a gift for apprenticeship. We actually live very close to you, not far from the east of your river. When do you have time to sit in my study and give me some guidance?"

"Uncle Yang, you are so kind. Learn from each other and learn from each other."

Zhao Changan quickly clinked glasses with Yang Mo and drank them all in one go.

"What kind of girl is outward? Dad, do you understand idioms? He is not worthy of me going outward."

Yang Yixin turned a speechless look at Zhao Changan, who had a speechless face in dissatisfaction: "You used to decorate the building and the stone bridge. We thought you were going to open the stone bridge, and we were so happy that my mother would not have to take such a long way to ride a bicycle at work in the future. Who knows we were thinking too much."

"Shanghai Foreign Exchange will carry out large-scale demolition of Hexi before the end of the year. You Hedong will probably have to wait until next autumn. If the negotiations go smoothly, we will be ready to open the stone bridge. After the demolition in Hexi begins, all personnel will leave the stone bridge. Then you are welcome to go to Hexi to find treasures in your spare time."

"Treasure hunt?"

Yang Yixin looked curious. Even Tang Shuang stopped busy picking up vegetables and drinking red dates and fermented glutinous rice, looking at Zhao Chang'an in confusion.

"Those ancient houses have a history of one or two hundred years. In the past few years, river dredging was not cleaned up, but many Ming and Qing porcelain fragments were also cleaned up, as well as copper coins, silver ingots, golden melon seeds. When building houses in ancient times, they liked to put some coins and jade in important locations on the beams and stone foundations to cure evil and avoid disasters. The manual demolition of these houses is too expensive, and it is definitely a hook machine to push it down. Some of them look like rotten wooden doors and windows. Maybe it is Huanghuali, and Qin bricks and Han tiles are not impossible. Whoever finds good things will be considered whoever belongs to them."

"That's great. I can see good stones on many floors, and the carved characters are very vigorous-"

Before Yang Yixin and Tang Shuang could speak, Yang Mo, who was sitting next to him, was already excited.

"Dad, you're thinking too much. This Mingzhu man is smart. Whoever he thinks of isn't there?"

On the contrary, Yang Yixin sneered at Zhao Changan's words.

"Haha~, you can't look at the problem so simply, otherwise why would the people say that they can get a bargain?"

In fact, Zhao Changan has been looking for the stone tablet since the Yinano headquarters was moved, because there was a green jade pebblestone in the soil under the stele. Although it was not very high-end stone, it was of great significance to him.

When Liu Yihui and Zhao Changan and his family of three came to Mingzhu, they were beside a stone tablet by the river. Li Shiya took out the green jade she was wearing, recalling the green years she had back then.

What Zhao Chang'an is now sure of is that there is no stone tablet in the paving stones along the rivers and in the streets and alleys of Hexi'an.

Then it is either in the courtyards of some old houses, or in the rivers and streets and alleys in the east.

Although it is not necessary to find it and get it in hand, Zhao Changan still wanted to do it very much as a gift to Li Shiya.

In the previous life, Li Shiya and Yue Lu, a female thief, dared to hang out in the ruins with a bold intention. In this life, Zhao Changan probably wouldn't have the chance to do this stone if he didn't take action.

However, if he checks in the ruins alone, it will be troublesome to be recognized. However, if he accompanied two beautiful girls on adventures to climb mountains and rivers in the ruins, holding his butts from time to time, then others will not only laugh at them, but will only envy them.

Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin are the most ideal protective props in Zhao Changan's heart.
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