rebirth of cataclysm

"What, you still plan to do business?" Hu Jianjun sat on a tree stump and looked at Hu Mingchen standing in front of him with some surprise.

After dinner, Jiang Yucai took Hu Yandie and Hu Yujiao to the ruins of the old house to see if they could find any useful items. Hu Mingchen called Hu Jianjun to the side under a few orange trees, saying that something was wrong.

Discuss with him.

And Hu Mingchen didn't beat around the bush and told him directly from the beginning that he was going to open a video parlor.

"Yes, we can't do business. If there is no running water coming in, even if the house is repaired, our family's life will still be a pool of stagnant water." Hu Mingchen answered Hu Jianjun's gaze.

"But the problem is, if you use money to open that video studio, won't the house be repaired? How much will it cost to build it?" Hu Jianjun doesn't want to worry about the problem of stagnant or living water in the future. What he cares about now is if the funds

If it is not enough, the house will not be repaired and there will be no place to live during the New Year.

"It's not like I'm going to use all my money to do business. For the money I owe Boss Wang, I plan to pay him back only two thousand, and withhold the extra two thousand as remuneration. I will tell you how much it will cost to build a video parlor.

I’m not sure, I guess you need more than 10,000 yuan. So I will give you another 10,000 yuan, plus what you already have, it will be 20,000 yuan. You can take 20,000 yuan first.

Let's do it. As for the thousands of dollars you owe other people, let's postpone it until the Chinese New Year, and then pay it back to them after the New Year. Anyway, the house can't be repaired all at once, plus the time for burning bricks, it will take three years.

I'm afraid I'll have to pay for it every month, and I should be able to earn some by then, and then I'll add another 10,000 yuan." Hu Mingchen told his plan.

In the long run, Hu Mingchen decided to tighten his belt and build a video studio. If he doesn't do it now, it will be even more difficult in the future.

Although the current time is the most difficult and tight for the family, the more this time comes, the more Hu Mingchen needs to clarify his direction and stick to his goals.

"Does a video studio cost that much? What if you can't make money or lose money by then? Our house can't just build the walls but not the roof, right? It costs 30,000 yuan to build a cement bungalow.

It's very tight. I did some calculations at first, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get it for less than 40,000 yuan."

"You won't lose money, it just depends on how much you earn. If I need 40,000 yuan, then I will do it. Even if I don't do it, there will still be a gap of 10,000 yuan. This is

Ten thousand yuan, who can I ask for? It’s not easy to get it together. Why don’t I give it a try, Dad, I’m rich

Please let me give it a try. Our family is already like this anyway. How much worse can it get?" Hu Jianjun increased the amount by 10,000, but it did not put more pressure on Hu Mingchen. Instead, he added

He took it as a positive reason to work in the video studio.

Hu Jianjun did not immediately answer Hu Mingchen's request, but broke a branch again and again.

Hu Mingchen stood on the spot. He knew that his father was hesitating and struggling, so he did not disturb him.

At this moment, Hu Mingchen did not intend to force him, but it was more important to let him figure it out on his own. The family must unite to face the challenge at this time.

After a while, Hu Jianjun stood up from the tree stump: "If you want to do it, just do it. I don't know about video halls, as long as you think you won't lose money. Twenty thousand yuan will last two or three months."

Problem, but if you really want to repair the house, you have to raise at least fifteen thousand. I hope you can earn so much money in the past few months."

Although Hu Jianjun agreed, Hu Mingchen could tell from his tone that he was not so hopeful.

Earning 15,000 in three months, which means earning 5,000 a month, is not an unusually difficult task in Duge Township. Hu Jianjun himself would not even dare to think about it anyway.

Although his family said last month that they made more than 20,000 yuan from one business, in Hu Jianjun's view, that was more due to luck than the inevitable result of ability. So for the minimum profit of 15,000 yuan in three months, Hu Jianjun is

I don't think it's possible.

It's just like Hu Mingchen said, even if his family doesn't pay back the money, doesn't do business, and doesn't have enough money, it will be very difficult to borrow money again. To put it harshly, his family doesn't even have a house.

Without it, who would dare to lend them more money?

In this case, if his son Hu Mingchen wants to cause trouble, Hu Jianjun simply leaves it to him. Anyway, the money is earned through his own efforts, and repairing the house is my responsibility after all, not his son's.

"I'll do my best." Hu Mingchen didn't finish his sentence completely.

He has never opened a video parlor, and there has never been a video parlor on Dougal Street. The success or failure is really unpredictable.

After two days of no school, Hu Mingchen and his sisters had to go to school as normal on the third day, and Hu Mingchen also resumed practicing with Song Qiaoshan.

After not seeing Hu Mingchen for two days, Song Qiaoshan didn't ask for any reason, and Hu Mingchen also had no explanation. It was like there was no break between them. Song Qiaoshan still asked for whatever he asked, while Hu Mingchen tried his best to fulfill Song Qiaoshan's request.

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However, when the practice was over and they were about to separate, Song Qiaoshan stopped Hu Mingchen and handed him an envelope.

"Uncle Song, this is it." Looking at the envelope, Hu Mingchen did not reach out to take it.

"I heard that your house was washed down by the water. Take it, don't take it too little." Song Qiaoshan continued to hold up the envelope and said.

Most people around Duge Township knew that Hu Mingchen's house was knocked down. As the police station chief, it was reasonable for Song Qiaoshan to know the news.

The situation of Hu Mingchen's family was properly expressed in the township. One hundred kilograms of rice cost four hundred yuan, which was a little less, but it was pretty good. The township was actually not well-off.

Hu Mingchen's nose was sore, but he still endured it: "Uncle Song, my family can survive the difficulties for the time being, you can"

"I said you are such a gibberish kid, you don't look like a man at all. Just take it, mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Otherwise, don't come and learn from me again. You are my apprentice after all.

If you have difficulties, shouldn't the master help you? Really." Seeing that Hu Mingchen still wanted to politely refuse, Song Qiaoshan suddenly became angry. Not only did he raise his voice, he also forced the envelope into Hu Mingchen's hands.

Now Hu Mingchen had to accept it if he didn't want to.

Holding the envelope in his hand, Hu Mingchen got excited, and a stream of acid rushed to his head. His knees bent, and Hu Mingchen knelt down.

"Thank you, master."

"Get up, get up, don't do this, get up quickly." Song Qiaoshan raised his hand and pulled Hu Mingchen up from the ground: "I tell you, a man, kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents. Others, don't kneel casually."

Hu Mingchen's kneeling was not more to thank Song Qiaoshan for his help in times of need, but more for the word "master".

After studying with Song Qiaoshan for several months, Song Qiaoshan always only accepted Hu Mingchen calling him Uncle Song, but never asked Hu Mingchen to call him master. Today, it was the first time that he brought these two words out.

Although the title "uncle" sounds friendly and close, compared with "master", it lacks a layer of rigorous relationship framework logic.

For example, as long as the man is of the same age as Hu Jianjun, Hu Mingchen can call him "uncle", but "master" is not acceptable to anyone. There must be a closer inheritance relationship between them.

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In our thousands of years of traditional culture, the status of the master is very respected. In rural areas, what is written on the shrines in each house is basically the king of heaven and earth, the master, and his sacredness is inviolable.

Therefore, when Song Qiaoshan mentioned master and apprentice, Hu Mingchen's kneeling was equivalent to confirming and consolidating the master-disciple relationship between them.

"As the saying goes, once a teacher always becomes a father. In this case, you and my father are the same, and you should be kneeled down by your disciple." Hu Mingchen said seriously.

Song Qiaoshan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Hu Mingchen was kneeling for this, not the money he helped.

"You kid is really good at climbing up the pole. Come on, I, who have no sect, can be regarded as having an apprentice." Song Qiaoshan said with a self-deprecating smile.

"If you accept other disciples in the future, then I will be the senior brother, and I will be the same as the founder of the sect." Hu Mingchen laughed and said, "Master, logically I should be the one to train you, but today you are indeed a little bit...

What if it’s against the rules?”

"Then why don't you just give me more and be more filial to me in the future?" Song Qiaoshan joked.

"Those are two different things. Master, let's just do this. I really can't swallow your money. If I want to return it to you, you won't take it. Do you think this will work? I plan to open a video parlor on the street. Even if

You invested in the partnership, how about it?" Hu Mingchen rolled his eyes and put forward a new suggestion.

"I gave it to you. It's your family's business how you use it. You can do whatever you like. Wait, you said you want to open a video studio on the street?" Song Qiaoshan waved his hand and didn't say anything at all.

What Hu Mingchen said about investment and joint stock is taken seriously.

"Yes." Hu Mingchen then explained to Song Qiaoshan why he did this.

"You are right if you can take one step at a time. I don't understand business, but you can't do those colorful things just to make money. Otherwise, even if you are an apprentice, I can't spare you."

Although Song Qiaoshan has never been in business, he also knows that if he wants to do well in business, many video halls have done something wrong and only show pornographic films.

Although I don’t believe that Hu Mingchen knows those things at such a young age, he still needs to get the vaccinations he needs in advance.

"Master, don't worry. I will definitely abide by your teachings. I will never do anything that is illegal or messy. No matter whether I can make money or not, at least I can't smear you, right? I don't care.

Now or in the future, what you do must be formal." Hu Mingchen assured, patting his chest.