novelden Chapter 970 Don’t Worry
Chapter 970 Don’t Worry
"Son, you're back? Come over here and help me take a look at this sofa." As soon as Zhou Cuiping saw Gu Han walk in, she greeted Gu Han and said.
When he came to the computer, Gu Han saw a picture of a sofa above the computer screen. The sofa was a Western-style sofa, not a traditional Chinese wooden sofa. It was simple yet elegant, and the price was relatively cheap.
"Mom and Dad? Why are you suddenly looking at the sofa?" Feng Jun looked at the second brother with some confusion.
"Isn't the new house about to be renovated? Your dad and I thought we'd look online to see what kind of furniture we can buy. A few days ago, your dad and I went to the furniture store in the city, but the sofas there were too expensive, especially those foreign brands.
So your dad and I thought about whether we could buy the furniture online.
The other day, Zhang from next door came over and told us that you can buy anything online now, not to mention furniture, even cars and houses." Zhou Cuiping said happily.
Although Feng Jun is now considered a well-known entrepreneur in Lancheng, it can even be said that Feng Jun's current net worth has already exceeded 100 million yuan, especially after the three companies have successively started financing, Feng Jun's reputation in Lancheng has become quite loud. According to the market valuation, Feng Jun's assets have reached tens of billions of yuan.
Feng Jun had a lot of money in his hands, so naturally he did not treat the second brother badly. At least the second brother now had a deposit of over one million in his card, and Feng Jun would transfer a sum of money to the second brother every month.
It’s just that they may be used to a simple and frugal life, especially for the two of them.
Therefore, even though Feng Jun had so much money, he still did not spend it lavishly like many other people.
When buying things, Erlao always pays attention to the price-performance ratio. Of course, he can buy good things, but if the price is too exaggerated, Erlao will definitely not be willing to spend that money.
Now it won't be long before the renovation of the new house is completed. Er Lao will then move from this old house to the detached small western-style building. Naturally, Er Lao will take advantage of his free time to start purchasing furniture.
"Hehe, Mom and Dad, you don't have to waste your time on decoration. I'll let Fatty contact a designer. He will help us design the furniture for our new house and so on. Just leave it to them to design it." Feng Jun said embarrassedly, scratching his head.
"No, no, why waste this money? Your mother and I have lived for so many years, how could we not know what furniture to put in the house? Your mother and I have already picked out a lot of furniture, such as wardrobes, tables and chairs, etc." Feng Jianguo waved his hands repeatedly, obviously still thinking that Feng Jun was a bit of a waste of money.
"Mom and Dad, that's not what you think. You're certainly old, but how many times have you done this kind of renovation, design, and furniture purchase? Those designers design and buy furniture for so many families year-round. How much more experience do they have than you?"
Besides, I will ask him to come to your house when the time comes, and you can discuss it together.
Also, this house can't be too shabby, right? If it's too shabby, when Lin'er and I come back to live here, and Lin'er's parents also want to come over, won't there be no place to live?" Feng Jun said repeatedly.
After hearing what Feng Jun said, Er Lao also felt that what Gu Han said made some sense, and then he gave up the idea of actively buying furniture.
Now the two of them are so happy in their hearts. Their son has become successful and will be getting married in a few days. The wife he found is very beautiful, which is enough to make them overjoyed.
Not to mention that the new house is almost completed and his daughter is making progress in her studies. All these things make the second brother smile even when he is sleeping.
Naturally, people are no longer as stubborn as before, and what Feng Jun said still occupies a very important position in Erlao's heart.
"That's true. We can't be too nosy. When Lin'er comes back to live here, she needs to live well. We can't treat my daughter-in-law badly. It would be nice to have the house decorated better. At least it will give us an honor and make her feel more comfortable." Zhou Cuiping nodded heavily and said.
"Well, wife, what you said makes sense. I agree. There's still a lot of money in the card anyway, and the money my son transfers every month has not been spent!" Feng Jianguo nodded and said.
"Okay, Mom and Dad, don't worry about this matter, I will take care of it. By the way, Mom, Lin'er, Bingbing, Zishan and others will come over for dinner after shopping. I also called Fatty, Xiao Mingyuan and others." Feng Jun continued.
"I know. Your dad has just called the market and asked them to send some seafood over. I'll go to the chicken coop later to find a chicken and make some boiled chicken. The castrated chickens in the chicken coop are raised for 180 days, but they are real free-range chickens and taste delicious." Zhou Cuiping said hurriedly.
"Ahem, Mom, let Dad make the boiled chicken. Dad's boiled chicken is delicious." Feng Jun said hurriedly.
As a native of Guangdong, Feng Jun is very familiar with white-cut chicken. He often eats it during festivals, not just Chinese New Year. For people in Guangdong, the choice of white-cut chicken is very important, with the top choices being three-yellow chicken and bearded chicken.
And it is best to use some young hens or capons, and the growth time should not exceed half a year, otherwise the chicken will become hard and difficult to chew.
Although Lancheng is not near Guangfu and is still some distance away, in order to eat better-tasting chicken, almost everyone in the countryside raises three-yellow chickens and bearded chickens.
Of course, although this is the case, not all people in Guangdong know how to make boiled chicken. Strictly speaking, most people in Guangdong do not know how to cook boiled chicken.
Take Feng Jun's family for example. The taste of the white-cut chicken made by Zhou Cuiping is hard to describe. Every time, the chicken becomes hard and tough because it is stewed for too long, or it is stewed for too short and there is too much blood.
At home, only Feng Jianguo's white-cut chicken could achieve the perfect skin, tender meat, blood in the bones, and sweet texture. Even in all of Nanping Village, only Feng Jianguo's dishes could reach a mid-to-high standard.
After all, Feng Jianguo was a famous chef in the village. He was often invited to cook when the village held banquets. He was not the kind of chef who worked as a kitchen helper for two or three months and then boasted that he was the top village chef.
Of course, compared to the most professional chefs, it is definitely no match.
"Okay, I'll be in charge of cooking. I'll go get a chicken later." Feng Jianguo nodded and said.