The leisurely life of rebirth

"Sister, can you please give me an accurate letter!" Mobei looked at Fang Monan expectantly, holding her hand and shaking her. "Don't worry about the ingredients, the quality is absolutely guaranteed! Sister, I have a farm."

"What?" Fang's mother and Fang's father asked in confusion.

"We'll talk about this later!" Mobei said shyly.

Fang's mother and father Fang had no choice but to suppress their curiosity.

Everyone in the room looked at her, waiting for her reply![

"It depends on what I do. You have already agreed and I have no objection!" Fang Monan shrugged.

"Of course it depends on you. Who makes you the God of Wealth?" Mobei said with a smile.

"Okay! Since you proposed this matter, you can implement it in detail! Don't worry, I will pay for it!" Fang Monan said boldly.

"I have only one request. The place does not need to be big, but it must be high-end." Fang Monan crossed his hands and rested them on the armrests of the sofa and said calmly, "The food must be authentic. For example, Sichuan cuisine must be prepared by an authentic Sichuan chef.

In addition, there should be bamboo plaques and bonsai sculptures that reflect Sichuan and Sichuan culture, coupled with elegant zither music, so that every diner will be refreshed.

Hunan cuisine must be authentic Hunan cuisine, but it can’t be neither fish nor fowl, of course it has to be accommodating. It depends on the dish, even if it’s too spicy, I can’t eat it.”

Everyone laughed when Fang Monan said, "You can also open only two tables every night, and the boss personally prepares the food and drinks according to the number of people, age and background, and attracts many repeat customers in a 'private and exclusive' way."

Fang Monan rarely said seriously, "The premise is that the food is authentic."

"Of course, if the Chinese food we open is as localized as theirs, we might as well not open it! In the process of localization, we have lost a lot of our own attributes and become nondescript. The taste of the dishes, the atmosphere of the meal

The environment is far different from Chinese food

, can hanging a few more red lanterns in the house make it an authentic Chinese food? It's a waste, don't worry, I can try it!" Mobei patted his chest and promised. "We are going to a small and small restaurant.

Excellent route! Not many people are really invested in it!”

Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and leaned on the sofa, "Xiao Bei has the energy to take care of this!"

Mobei shook his head honestly, "No, but have you forgotten, there are professional managers! There are also hotel managers who graduate from college every year! If this doesn't work, I have my aunt, Liang Zige, Allen and the others as solid backing

ah!"

Fang Monan poked her forehead and said with a smile, "You do know how to rob!"

"What I call it, make reasonable use of your connections." Mobei said confidently without blushing or out of breath. "By the way, the main thing is the chef!"

"Leave this to me, including the future chef." Grandma said in support.

"Grandma, they are willing to follow you!" Fang Monan looked up at her and said.

"There are a few who have this intention!" Grandma said. "Years ago, I mentioned that I planned to end Mo Ji. The people who are currently working in the store can stay if they want to stay. If they don't want to stay, they can come to the old house. As long as

The store in Xiaobei is well decorated, all the procedures are in place, and it will be open soon!"

"Grandma, you are so kind!" Mobei squatted next to his grandma and crawled into her arms.

"Silly boy! If grandma is not good to you, who should she be good to?" Grandma hugged Xiaobei and choked with sobs. "A person born in a foreign country who is not familiar with the place can't even eat delicious food. For our Xiaobei.

Chinese restaurants must also open!”

"Leave the formalities to me," Faith said in a comprehensive manner. He is a lawyer and is good at this!

After the final decision is made, the only thing left is the specific operation. Why not do the business that guarantees a profit without losing any money! Allen and the others will definitely support it with both hands! It will attract a lot of customers. Besides, there are many overseas Chinese.

, coupled with the "tide" of immigrants in later generations, the prospects are promising.[

"Don't worry, with our promotion, you will definitely make a lot of money!" Hughes assured, patting his chest. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a glint flashed in his eyes, "The premise is that Xiaobei and Dr. Fang will cooperate more and write more

It can become a classic song."

"Yeah! I agree with this!" Faith gave a thumbs up.

"Tsk, tsk... you guys are so treacherous! Hughes is too greedy!" Fang Monan leaned on the sofa, "You are so proud of me." She patted her chest and said.

The subtext is obvious. Hughes and the others have to be angry. Everyone knows that pop stars are like the waves of the Yangtze River, who die on the beach. The speed of change is so fast that it is staggering!

"Classic songs, those that can withstand the test of time, you have so much confidence in me." Fang Monan scratched his chin with his index finger and said playfully.

Hughes shrugged, curled his lips, and said innocently, "We just inexplicably believe in you."

"Let's talk first. It's so sour. I love you so much that I can't write it down." Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Haha... at our age, how many years do you think we can still sing songs that we love to death!" Hughes straightened his legs and crossed them, and replied easily.

"Uh... you said that, so I have nothing to say." Fang Monan spread his hands and said.

"That's right! Sister, I've composed a new song. Please fill in the lyrics!" Mobei said. "I'll bring it to you later."

"Okay! No problem!" Fang Monan said.

Seeing Mobei "rubbing" his eyes tiredly, grandma said, "Okay, let's all go get some sleep. I'll call you for dinner!"

Everyone was obedient and obeyed grandma's words. There were plenty of rooms anyway. After grandma arranged them, they each lay down in the warm quilt and fell asleep soon.

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Fang Monan knocked on Father Fang's room, poked his head in, and said playfully, "Hey... I won't disturb the world of you two!"

"You kid, what are you talking about?" Father Fang couldn't laugh or cry. He had a difficult daughter and could only accept it obediently.

Fang Monan kicked off his shoes, sat down on the bed, and smiled as he looked at the two of them who were also sitting on the bed, preparing to rest.

"Nan Nan, what are you looking at?" There is nothing wrong with Fang Ma's head. She just took off her coat, so there is nothing wrong with her! She stayed up all night last night and received New Year greetings all morning. She was really sleepy.

"Oh! Nothing?" Fang Monan pursed his lips and snickered.

"I really don't know what's going on in your little head?" Father Fang reached out and gave her a smooth forehead.

"It hurts! Dad!" Fang Monan covered his forehead and said in a muffled voice.

"You're a father who doesn't do things lightly or seriously." Fang's mother immediately stood up to check Fang Monan's injuries. "Nan Nan, are you okay?" [

"You father!" Fang's mother glared at him and said coquettishly. "Look! They're all red."

Dad was also worried at this moment. "Let's see! I'm not using any force!"

"I'm fine!" Fang Monan took their hands and said with a smile. "Look! It's fine! The skin is so white that the slightest movement will be noticeable."

Only then did Fang Ma feel relieved, "By the way, Nannan, if you don't go to bed at this time, why are you looking for us?"

"Oh! Nothing? Give this to you." Fang Monan took out an envelope and handed it to them.

"Mysterious, something." Fang Ma opened the envelope and took out the thing inside. "Stamps!"

Fang's mother looked at Fang Monan in confusion, "Why are you giving us stamps?"

"Gengshen Monkey! Nannan, when did you buy so many!" Father Fang raised his eyes and looked at her in surprise.

"I bought it in 1981." Fang Monan said easily. She knew from Fang's father's appearance that he knew his stuff! Fang's mother didn't know. Generally, people who don't collect stamps would pay attention to these things.

Of course, only when the Golden Monkey becomes a myth and becomes famous all over the world!

"Hiss..." Father Fang smacked his tongue. "You girl!"

"Zhengping! What riddles are you talking about!" Fang's mother said, shaking his arm.

Father Fang took Mother Fang's hand and said, "The price of this monkey ticket ten years ago was 8 cents a piece, but now it has soared to about 240 yuan a piece."

"No wonder so many people collect stamps!" Fang Ma said with a smile, "But things are rare and valuable, so not all stamps are valuable!"

"It seems that mom is still very sober!" Fang Monan said with a smile. "

Monkey stamps, also known as Gengshen monkeys and golden monkeys, are the first zodiac stamps. They are also engraving stamps. The "hair" on the monkey's body shines like real "fur" in the sun. It is beautifully printed and made.

Excellent. Very popular among philatelic enthusiasts, the price of monkey stamps is rising rapidly in the stamp market. The price of four-sided stamps and full-page stamps is higher. The price naturally rises, and the rate of rise is alarming. "

Father Fang nodded and said, "This monkey is indeed the symbol of Chinese philately. It is also a bellwether for the philatelic market. The first set of new stamps and new stamp products all have a 'leading effect'. The perfectionism of philatelists often makes these

The first set of stamps is of extraordinary value and has a considerable increase in value. Although the monkey stamps were issued

Many people did not pay attention to it at the beginning of the trip. As the south became prosperous and their pockets became richer, and many postal markets were established across the country, the economic significance of stamp collecting became more and more obvious, and the monkey stamps also followed.

It’s getting tight.” Father Fang said. “The price surge has obviously accelerated.”

"That's right! Ten years ago, when we didn't have enough to eat, who would spend such unjust money?" Fang's mother looked at her in confusion and said, "But what are you doing for us?"

"Just take it, so you have a reason to spend money." Fang Monan pushed the envelope to them and continued, "In addition, the organization asked you to declare your property and so on? With them carrying it, you don't have to worry about others checking it!

Your salary is really not enough."

Fang Monan has a lot of money, but it's not appropriate to give it to Fang's father and the others in such a big way. Only this monkey ticket can be made public, and no one will say anything?

"You kid!" Father Fang said, "rubbing" and "rubbing" her soft hair.

"Okay, Dad, Mom, just think that I will honor you in advance." Fang Monan patted the two of them on the shoulders as if they were very young adults.

"You girl! You dared to do this ten years ago." Fang's mother stepped forward and hugged her. After thinking about it, she was relieved. There is a bigger secret hidden in her daughter, so it doesn't matter!

Mother Fang asked curiously, "How many are there?"

"Anyway, there are more than 1,000 pieces per piece! I haven't checked the full version. I really don't know how many pieces there are." Fang Monan let go of Fang Ma, shrugged and said, "It cost one or two hundred yuan at that time.

Money! Later, grandma bought some of them one after another. As expected, the money depreciated greatly in the bank! Grandma is very wise!" Fang Monan said with a smile, with a look of relief on his face.

"Why are you talking like this kid!" Fang's mother rolled her eyes angrily.

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