Chapter 1742: Identity Exposure

Huo Jinzhi sneered, "Short-sighted, do you know old Chinese medicine practitioners? The older you are, the more popular you are, and the more money you earn. Your partner can make clothes for a lifetime? His eyes are blurred and his hands are stiff. Such a high-intensity job , at most, you won’t be able to do it until you are forty, and you will only earn less and less money in the future.”

"You are different. Your skill is the same as that of old Chinese medicine practitioners. The older you are, the more popular you become, and the more money you earn. Although you are not as profitable as your partner right now, you will definitely earn more than him in the future!"

"real?"

The boy believed it a little bit. After all, what Huo Jinzhi said was so sincere, it didn't look like he was lying to him.

"Of course, I never lie."

Huo Jinzhi didn't even blink his eyes, just opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

He never really lied, he only lied.

Only then did the boy believe it, and he was looking forward to the future happily. In the future, he will earn a lot of money, more money than his partner. He must learn the craft hard.

The two talked for about ten minutes. The boy looked reluctant when he left, but he was beaming and refreshed when he came back.

even-

"Grandpa, I will study hard!"

The boy took the initiative to pick up the carving knife and concentrated on carving one of the pillars. The old man and the two middle-aged men looked at each other in disbelief.

After all, the kid wasn't willing to learn until he talked.

Why did the boss say a few words, and he was happy all of a sudden?

"Boss, this...is this?" the old man asked suspiciously.

"The child is quite savvy, teach him well, don't let this skill be lost." Huo Jinzhi said lightly.

"Hey……"

The old man nodded, and couldn't help but shed tears. The reason why he insisted on letting his grandson learn this craft was to let the old ancestor's craft be passed down.

It's rare that his boss supports him, and he will definitely teach his grandson all his skills.

As for the salary of 150 yuan, under Huo Jinzhi's insistence, the old man still accepted it, and also promised to give the boy 50 yuan a month for pocket expenses. The whole family was very happy and worked more attentively up.

Tang Xiaonan was also very happy, and visited the house with Huo Jinzhi for more than an hour. Although it was dilapidated, as long as it was repaired, it would definitely be a majestic house.

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It was almost evening when they got home, and Aunt Yang had already prepared dinner. Seeing them hesitate to speak several times, Tang Xiaonan knew what Aunt Yang wanted to say, and felt very embarrassed.

"This black-bone chicken, angelica and red date soup has been stewed all afternoon, little girl, drink more."

Aunt Yang scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Tang Xiaonan.

"Well, thank you Aunt Yang."

Tang Xiaonan blushed again, Aunt Yang must be connoting her.

Huo Jinzhi didn't change his face, and calmly peeled the shrimp, as if nothing happened.

Aunt Yang sighed lightly, and went back to her own room. She was only working with money, so it's better not to meddle in other people's business. Besides, the young couple are serious and unmarried couples. In reason.

Huo Jinzhi will stay for a while when he comes back this time. He has to deal with the big order that Lin Hua contacted him. He has to watch over it personally. In his spare time, he will accompany Tang Xiaonan. The ground is greasy and crooked, and the dormitory will be sent back before closing.

Lin Xuejian's identity was also slowly exposed at school, and gradually spread to the dormitory. Everyone couldn't believe it, thinking that those people were talking nonsense, but Lin Xuejian changed her name. It used to be Miao Bamei, but now it is Lin Xuejian , can not help but they do not believe.

"Bamei, no, Xuejian, you...you and Lin Ranran really made a mistake?"

Finally, Mi Aiyu couldn't help but ask first.