"Brother Liunian, everything is sold out."
"This is the money from selling our sauce."
"This is the money from selling braised meat."
"..."
Zhang Liunian asked Zhang Qian to keep the money for him, giving the impression that he wanted Zhang Qian to be the financial manager.
Zhang Qian also enjoyed this job because dealing with money every day made him feel like someone who had seen the world.
Although everything was sold, it took several twists and turns to sell it.
Zhang Liunian still couldn't swallow his anger. They had been causing trouble repeatedly during this period, even pushing others to take the lead, which made him furious.
To vent his frustration, Zhang Liunian decided to make the Qian family perish first, so they wouldn't keep jumping around endlessly.
He wasn't clear about the details of the Tang family, but he had paid attention to the Qian family and knew what shady dealings they had been involved in.
As long as he submitted the evidence, their entire family would be finished.
However, before that, he still had to take a sack to the Qian family and beat up Qian Fei, who had been constantly annoying him, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to quell his anger.
Although Qian Fei looked down on him, Zhang Liunian knew where the Qian family lived.
After telling Old Master Huang and Zhang Qian that he had something to go out for, Zhang Liunian went alone with a sack to hide behind a tree opposite the Qian family's house. He waited for two hours.
"This Zhang Liunian is truly an unkillable cockroach. I'll go find Brother Tang and have him directly use force, not play these tricks." As Zhang Liunian quietly approached Qian Fei, he heard Qian Fei muttering to himself about using a borrowed knife to kill someone.
He was targeting Zhang Liunian. This made Zhang Liunian even more ruthless. He put the sack over Qian Fei and dumped him in a deserted corner.
"Which bastard dares to put a sack on me, Qian Fei? Are you tired of living? I order you to let me go immediately, or you'll have no good consequences... Ah!"
Qian Fei, lying on the ground, intended to tear off the sack, but instead, he was met with punches and kicks.
The attacker was very fierce, with every blow aimed at a vital spot. Qian Fei could only lie on the ground and howl in pain.
"Ah... Don't hit... Don't... Ah..."
Zhang Liunian ignored him. After a round of activity, he broke one of Qian Fei's legs, then clapped his hands and left.
As soon as he left, Qian Fei weakly emerged from the sack. However, the first thing he saw in the bright light was an empty street corner. He wanted to see who had attacked him, but his plan failed.
"Bastard, you'd better never let me find you." After a string of curses, Qian Fei's face twisted in pain again.
His right leg was broken, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat. He had to get treatment first, or he feared he would become a cripple.
"Old Master Huang, I have a task for you. Help me buy some plastic sheeting, or oilcloth will do. Then, have someone set up a shelter outside the shop, a square house, completely enclosed with plastic sheeting or oilcloth. This way, customers won't be affected when they come in."
Those materials could block out odors. Zhang Liunian said and handed one hundred yuan to Old Master Huang.
Old Master Huang accepted it solemnly and patted his chest, promising to complete the task.
"Let's go." After assigning the work, Zhang Liunian left with Zhang Qian and Du Ziteng.
On the way back, Du Ziteng directly told Zhang Liunian about the plan his father and son had made yesterday.
"Brother Liunian, have you ever thought about opening a factory, like a kiln, perhaps?" Du Ziteng was not one to keep secrets. Yesterday, when he learned that his father did not want to run a factory, he decided to ask on his father's behalf.
Zhang Liunian was stunned. A factory? He turned to look at Du Ziteng, wondering if their family's factory was really on the verge of collapse.
The Du family's kiln factory had also gone bankrupt in his previous life, mainly because Uncle Du was not good at sales and operations, only managing production.
In this situation, their kiln factory was bound to fail sooner or later. Moreover, even if it didn't fail now, there would be a major crackdown on private kilns in the 1990s, and it would still fail then.
"I haven't thought about it." Zhang Liunian thought about the crackdown on kiln factories in the 1990s and was somewhat reluctant to take over.
He knew that Du Ziteng asked this because he wanted to see if he was willing.
Zhang Liunian really didn't want it, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Brother Tang's father was the director of the Nancheng Brick Factory, the one who dominated the entire brick and tile market in Nancheng.
If he took over, quietly developed and grew stronger, and then suppressed Brother Tang's father, wouldn't that also be revenge for the Tang family's repeated attacks?
However, the Nancheng Brick Factory was a state-owned enterprise, and it was impossible for him to completely bring it down. At most, he could cause Brother Tang's father to be removed from office and retire, which was not bad.
"Why wouldn't you want to? Others can't do it, but I think Liunian, you definitely can. Think about your earning ability, and I feel like nothing is impossible for you." Du Ziteng shouldn't have persuaded him, but that kiln factory held great significance for his father, and he didn't want to see it collapse or fall into someone else's hands.
But if it was handed over to Zhang Liunian, both he and his father would be at ease.
It was like handing over something very important to someone they admired and trusted, which would give them great peace of mind.
"You're starting to flatter me. Let me think about it. I'll give you an answer tomorrow." Zhang Liunian didn't refuse this time but decided to think about the follow-up matters.
Especially concerning the Nancheng Brick Factory, he wanted to see if he remembered any important information.
Seeing that Zhang Liunian didn't outright refuse again, Du Ziteng's heart was somewhat put at ease.
A major incident occurred in Zhangjia Village today. Zhang Liusha's elder brother, Zhang Liujie, inexplicably argued with Su Jie at noon and then resorted to violence.
As a result, Su Jie, who was six months pregnant, miscarried. Su Jie, bleeding, approached Zhang Hao and Zhang Laoshi, asking them to help her get a divorce.
Although Zhang Hao and Zhang Laoshi didn't have a particularly good impression of the female educated youths, Su Jie's situation couldn't be blamed on them.
Not to mention how many children Su Jie had given birth to, this incident alone, causing Su Jie to miscarry after being beaten by Zhang Liujie, was a scandal for miles around.
Zhang Hao and Zhang Laoshi eventually helped Su Jie get a divorce. After the divorce, Su Jie immediately found Jiang Qingqing and asked her to take her in.
"How could such a thing happen?" Jiang Qingqing settled Su Jie onto the bed and, after hearing about Su Jie's situation, felt very sympathetic.
Su Jie, with a pale face, held Jiang Qingqing's hand and said, "Thank you, Qingqing. I have no one else to rely on here but you."
"Don't worry, stay here and rest. Once you've recovered, you can think about other things." Jiang Qingqing and Su Jie were both educated youths from the same place. After so many years, they had become friends.
Now that Su Jie was in dire straits, Jiang Qingqing would naturally help her.
"Qingqing, it's good that you're here. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to go on living." As Su Jie spoke, she began to cry.
Jiang Qingqing advised her to stop crying, as her body was already injured and couldn't withstand extreme sadness or joy.